Long Qian knew that Song Yanri was fine and went back to sleep. www.
It wasn't until dawn that she opened the door of her wing.
In the room, Song Yufei was lying on a bench some distance away from the big bed.
She heard the door open, opened her eyes, and sat up.
Long Qian's skin was still very yellow, but the color of his eyebrows gradually faded, the mole and the lip were gone, and his original facial features gradually appeared.
"I have long heard that Princess Ling is a witch of a generation, and she is indeed well-deserved!" Song Yufei looked at her and stood up.
Long Qian retracted his gaze from the bed and stopped beside her.
"Miss Song is not bad looking either, she is just a little bit inferior to me."
Song Yufei didn't expect her to be so direct. After a tired night, her temper got worse.
"Is this how you treat your savior?"
"Miss Song, do you think too highly of yourself? It's just a blood-enhancing decoction, can it be regarded as saving my life?" Long Qian raised his eyebrows.
Her prescription should not be much different from his own, otherwise Feiyun wouldn't try it easily.
Song Yufei was a little embarrassed when her thoughts were read, but she still maintained her usual arrogance.
"Thousands of years of being favored by others, Miss Long doesn't have this knowledge, does she?"
"You just called me Princess Ling, why did you suddenly become Miss Long?" Long Qian glanced at her and continued to move forward.
At first, they said no one would dare to marry Prince Ling, but unexpectedly these women appeared one after another.
Because she set a precedent by not dying, have women who want to marry become bolder?
It’s really troublesome!
"Long Qian, Prince Ling doesn't really like you, he just likes your body. Why are you so angry?" Song Yufei chased after him.
"Let's wait until he likes your body too." Long Qian scolded her and sat down by the bed.
Chu Xiaozhe was not here, he had gone back to rest, and he was still afraid of Song Yufei.
The people who stayed in the room, besides Song Yufei, were also the two brothers Xiao Lei and Xiao Hong.
"Qianqian, Mr. Song drank the medicine prescribed by Miss Song and his fever was reduced." Xiao Hong said hoarsely.
After a long night of tossing, she was extremely sleepy.
"Well, you all should go back and have a rest." Long Qian lifted the corner of the quilt and placed his long fingers on Song Yanri's pulse.
Xiao Hong glanced at Xiao Lei, said nothing, and followed him to leave.
Feiyun said that Song Yufei was no match for Yue'er, and with her here, Qianqian should not be in danger.
The room was quiet for a while, then Long Qian put down Song Yanri's hand and tucked him in.
She stood up and looked back at Song Yufei.
"Thank you for taking care of Mr. Song all night. You can go back and rest!"
"I won't leave!" Song Yufei sat on another chair, "You guys be careful of me, I'm worried that you might be harmful to my elder brother."
She raised her head to meet Long Qian's gaze, said "cut" disdainfully, and then looked away.
"The eldest brother lost his legs, the second brother is blind, the third brother was kicked out of the house, and I am the only one left in the family."
"You suspect that I harmed my three brothers and want to exclusively enjoy the wealth and glory brought by my father, don't you?"
"Long Qian, don't think you are so smart! If you want to prove that I did all these things, go and prove it! If you don't have evidence, please don't define it casually."
"Most people will think so. As for whether it is true or not, you know it yourself!"
Long Qian said a word, turned around, moved to the end of the bed, and sat down again.
She opened the quilt and carefully rolled up Song Yanri's trouser legs.
"If not, why haven't you tried to prove your innocence for more than two years?"
