Before Dingdang finished speaking, he opened the door and came in.
Chu Dongling reacted quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye, taking the basket and chicken bones with him.
Long Qian looked at the still shaking window page and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Dingdang, you are going to die! Can you ask my opinion first when you enter my room from now on?"
Dingdang looked at the angry princess, rubbed his eyes, and walked forward quickly.
She touched Long Qian's forehead and then her own forehead, with a look of surprise on her face.
"Princess, you don't have a fever? So are you really better? The princess finally knows how to curse, thank God!"
Long Qian glanced at her, lifted the quilt and lay down: "Don't tell him I woke up?"
Dingdang was still worried, so he bent down and touched Long Qian's head again: "Who is the princess referring to?"
Long Qian closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "Don't tell him anyway, just treat me as dead."
"What qualifications does a man like him have to be a husband who punishes others indiscriminately?"
"From today on, Princess Ling is dead. I am Long Qian. Don't call me Princess anymore!"
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. It was obviously not her fault, but he didn't listen to a word.
This man was so abominable that if he could not see him, she would never want to see him again in her life.
Dingdang was sure that Long Qian was in good condition and felt very happy. How could he hear her complaining?
"Princess, since you are well, would you like to eat well and drink spicy food when you wake up? Of course, you must drink medicine first."
"If I don't eat or drink, I will go on a hunger strike!" Long Qian pulled the quilt and covered his head.
"Princess." Dingdang pulled her quilt, "Why do I smell the roast chicken? Did you eat the roast chicken secretly?"
Long Qian, who was hiding under the quilt, wiped his mouth and muttered: "Prepare water and a toothbrush for me, I want to brush my teeth."
"Don't tell Chu Dongling that I woke up, or I will change the maid!"
"Okay, I'm going to get ready now." Dingdang let go of the quilt, "Princess, don't change the maid. If you don't want me, no one will want me."
"Why don't you get out of here even if you know it!" Long Qian snorted coldly.
Don't let anyone know that Brother Long has been here, otherwise she won't have any roast chicken in the future.
"Yes." Dingdang turned and ran away.
Long Qian heard the sound of the door closing, got out of the quilt, and went over to open the window.
"Why haven't you left yet?" She looked at the tall figure under the moonlight and blinked her big round eyes.
The man said nothing, rubbed her head, turned around, and jumped up.
Long Qian raised his head and looked at the sky without his figure, his mouth opened and he couldn't close it for a while.
Are you sure you don't want to leave this prison and become a disciple of Brother Long? If you can copy and paste his Qing Kung, Chu Dongling will definitely not be able to catch up with her.
Long Qian heard the sound of the door opening and turned around to walk back.
"I'm hungry. I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed fish, crab roe buns, ginseng and old hen soup, and a cup of bird's nest."
This time, it was Dingdang's turn to be stunned.
"Princess, Princess." She was holding the water basin and finally came to her senses, "Aren't you...going to go on a hunger strike...?"
"Why should I go on a hunger strike?" Long Qian glanced at her and sat down at the table, "Prepare it for me quickly, I want to eat now."
The news that the princess's appetite had improved spread throughout the mausoleum overnight.
In the next twelve hours, Long Qian either slept or ate, so he didn't want to live too carefree.
Late at night the next day, a slender black shadow left the window and disappeared in the backyard in the blink of an eye.
She wandered around many places and finally saw the person she wanted to see in the back mountain.
