"Yes, it's him!" Yue'er nodded sharply, "Princess, it's my fault, I'm too hungry!"
"Feiyun was beaten by me too, I don't mind, please don't be angry, okay?"
Long Qian turned back to look at Feiyun, his expression a little stiff: "Your face...was it slapped by Yue'er?"
"Yes." Feiyun nodded, "Don't worry! I will marry her."
When Feiyun looked at Yue'er, there was a bit of panic in his eyes.
He was the one who was bullied last night, and he was the one who was beaten this morning. If he marries this girl, he doesn't know if he will live for a few years.
Seeing that things had not reached the point of irreversibility, Long Qian finally felt better.
She looked back at Ning Duanya and took back the little golden gun.
"I will consider what you say, but please don't touch my bottom line again!"
"I won't." Ning Duanya smiled and shook his head, "But I have never been very patient. I hope you won't keep me waiting for too long."
"Give me three days."
Long Qian said nothing and took Yue'er away.
Yue'er was physically and mentally tired and did not dare to speak along the way.
She didn't raise her head until Long Qian dragged her into the side room and turned around.
"Princess, is there anything to eat? I'm... starving to death."
"I want to eat it every day!" Long Qian was angry and helpless.
As a foodie, she knows how uncomfortable it is to be hungry.
But she's already had an accident, so why is she still so greedy?
"I'll go take a look." Feiyun looked like a child who had done something wrong, his back was not as straight as before.
But in fact, his waist was injured.
I slept well this morning, but suddenly I was kicked out of bed.
If Feiyun's waist wasn't so tough, Yue'er would probably have to use a wheelchair for the rest of his life if he was kicked like that.
"Be careful yourself! I just came here, so I don't know what's going on in the yard." Long Qian waved his hand.
"Yeah." Feiyun didn't forget to rub his waist when he turned to leave.
It hurts!
When Long Qian saw this, he couldn't help laughing.
Feiyun is a very talented and simple person, and should be worthy of being entrusted to him for life.
The key is that he is very kind to Yue'er when I see him, and Yue'er doesn't hate him either.
"Do you like him?" Long Qian turned around and asked softly.
Yue'er rubbed her rumbling stomach, turned around and closed the door.
"Princess, stop joking with me! Master Feiyun is a popular person around Prince Jin. What is my identity?"
"Aren't you a popular person now? There are lumps on your neck, which are so red that it hurts your eyes." Long Qian walked inside.
I didn’t expect Feiyunlai to be quite capable of causing trouble. Wasn’t Yue’er the one who was poisoned?
"Princess, what are you talking about?" Yue'er thought of something and reached out to touch her neck.
"That's what Feiyun chewed on, bastard! Not just the neck? There is no intact skin anywhere on my body."
"Princess, do you have a suitable ointment to apply on me? It hurts so much! I can barely walk."
She finally understood why the princess screamed so miserably every time she was bullied. This kind of pain would be unforgettable for the rest of her life!
With a "squeak" sound, the door was pushed open by someone outside.
Feiyun walked in cautiously, holding the tray.
"They have prepared breakfast. I see it's okay. Eat some first. I'll give you medicine later."
When Yue'er heard Feiyun's voice, her feet shook unconsciously.
She turned around and sat down while holding on to the table beside her.
"Bring it here quickly, I'm starving to death."
There is nothing worse than being hungry. If you have anything to do, eat when you are full!
Feiyun met her gaze and felt a little pain in the corners of his eyes.
"Hu Yue, can you please stop hitting me from now on?"
