Long Qian, who had been feeling aggrieved for several days, finally felt his bad mood disappear when he ate chicken drumsticks.
"Brother Long is so loyal that he came all the way to deliver chicken drumsticks to me. It's so delicious!"
Long Qian was not polite and ate the chicken leg with big mouthfuls.
It's not that she doesn't want to eat these days, her stomach is on strike, she vomits everything she eats, and she has no appetite at all.
I don’t know if Brother Long treated her stomach disease, but her stomach no longer hurts, and she doesn’t even feel any pain at all.
As soon as my appetite returns, I feel very hungry.
Long Qian finished eating the two big chicken legs in one breath before leaning back on the bed with satisfaction.
"Brother Long, where have you been these days?" She looked at him with a smile and asked.
The man wiped her mouth and turned around to bring her a cup of warm tea.
Long Qian smelled the familiar scent of tea and leaned forward slightly.
It wasn't that she didn't want to do it herself, it was because Brother Long wrapped her so tightly that she was too lazy to move.
Chu Dongling put the cup to her lips and carefully fed her to drink a cup of tea.
He never wanted to hurt her, but why was there always an unbridgeable gap between them?
Chu Dongling came back from the expedition. As soon as he entered the house, he heard the news that the princess had committed suicide by throwing herself into the lake.
He couldn't describe his feelings, and finally chose this way to appear next to her.
"Brother Long, why haven't you spoken? Isn't your voice feeling better?" Long Qian rolled his round eyes and looked at the man beside him.
Chu Dongling stood up, found a piece of paper and a pen, and returned to sit by the bed.
"Why can't you think about it?" he wrote on the paper.
Long Qian poked his head out and glanced at the words on the paper, then raised the corners of his lips: "Am I so famous? Has the news spread outside?"
Could it be that Brother Long heard the news of her suicide and took the risk to come in to see her?
Well, this friend is quite good!
"There is no such thing." Long Qian shook his head.
She really didn't want to commit suicide, but she didn't want to explain.
Chu Dongling looked at the girl for a moment, and then wrote a line of words on the paper.
"Don't want to stay with him?"
No one knows how Prince Ling felt when he asked this question. His face was a little dark, but he was not so cold that people would not dare to approach him.
Long Qian looked at the words on the paper and lightly pursed her pink lips, which had regained some of their color.
"No!" She suddenly raised her lips slightly and shook her head, "What's wrong with living in the palace?"
"Brother Long doesn't know that I'm lazy. I open my mouth and stretch out my hands when I eat, so my life shouldn't be too good!"
"Isn't it just an illness? We are all mortals. Who doesn't have one or two problems?"
She didn't want to worry those who cared about her, so she didn't speak her mind.
Long Qian moved down and looked up again.
"Brother Long, can you untie me? I want to sleep."
She didn't want him to stay too long, especially now that he was alone and alone. If he was discovered, they would both be in trouble.
Long Qian loosened the quilt and lay back on the bed.
"Brother Long, please go back. When I get better, I will go to the woods to find you."
"Don't tell mother about my illness. I don't want her to suffer. Do you understand?"
Long Qian looked at the silent man and frowned slightly.
"Brother Long, are you listening to me? Don't tell my mother."
"Tell her that I'm fine, but I'm a little busy and can't get away for the time being. I'll go back to see her."
"Let's go, don't stay here all the time. I have a husband and I can't be so casual!"
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door from outside.
"Princess, I heard that the prince is back. Do you want to go see him?"
