Long Qian didn't expect that he would take a nap when he came back from receiving the award.
She sat up from the bed and found two people sitting on the left and right of the bed.
Long Qian was a little stunned, and the hand he had just raised to stretch froze in the air.
"What are you doing?" she asked, looking around and squinting her eyes.
"Princess, where did the prince hit you?" Dingdang rushed forward and tried to take off Long Qian's clothes.
Long Qian was startled and immediately moved back.
"Dingdang, what are you doing?"
Why are you crying? Is she not dead?
Today's entry into the palace went smoothly, so why are you crying?
"Princess, show us where the prince hit you?" Dingdang cried so hard that his voice became hoarse.
"Your Majesty won't let us disturb you while you sleep. We can only wait until you wake up before we can see your wound."
After returning to consciousness, Long Qian probably knew what was going on.
"There's no wound, you're overthinking it!" She pushed Ding away and got out of bed.
"Have I brought all my rewards back? Are they a lot? I want to see."
Long Qian walked along a coat on the edge of the bed, put it on his body and walked out.
"Where is my reward? You didn't send it back to me, did you? These are my things, not your prince's."
"Princess." Dingdang caught up with her, "I brought them all back."
"Take me away. I don't want to follow the prince anymore. You must be in need of a maid now that you are so rich, right?"
"Princess, can you please take me away? My fees are cheap, really!"
Long Qian turned around and looked at the little girl who was holding her own clothes.
"Dingdang, you can't change ownership so obviously."
"And I don't plan to leave just yet. Where do you want to go?" Long Qian thought of something and suddenly frowned.
"Are the people in Ningxia bullying you again? Really? Tell me clearly."
"No." Dingdang's tears flowed down.
But she also found it strange that the prince slapped the princess so hard, but why was there no problem with the princess's face?
Could it be said that the princess is the best among people and recovers faster than ordinary people?
Dingdang stretched out his trembling hand and gently touched Long Qian's cheek.
"No matter how quickly you recover, it still hurts when you hit me. Princess, do you still feel pain? Does it matter?"
Everyone thought that the prince really cared for the princess. How could she know that the prince had another face without entering the palace?
No wonder everyone said that King Ling was cold-blooded and violent, but it turned out that there were no traces of him.
Long sighed lightly and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Your prince didn't hit me, he did it just to show the people in the palace."
She turned around and continued walking out.
"Maybe he was worried that King Xu or someone would cause trouble for me. He hit his own arm."
"By the way, I won't leave the mausoleum for the time being. Come on! Take me to see my reward. I can't wait."
She was very sleepy on the way back, but she still remembered what Chu Dongling said at that time.
He asked her to go back to the mausoleum, and she asked him why.
He said that if she moved to the princess's mansion now, she would offend everyone she could offend in less than three days.
Long Qian thought about it later and understood what Chu Dongling meant.
She suddenly became a popular person next to the emperor, and many people must have come to establish relationships with her.
With her character, she will definitely turn everyone away.
It's so unkind that everyone might attack him in groups!
And the most important point is that Chu Dongling said that the medicinal materials used by Brother Gusha to heal his injuries are abundant in the cemetery.
Think about it, it would be more appropriate to stay.
The King of Ling was willing to let her spend as much money as he wanted in the Ling Garden, so how could she refuse so cruelly?
