In the evening, Long Qian asked Yue'er to make an appointment with Ning Duanya.
When Ning Duanya arrived, Long Qian was having dinner.
Gu Sha's situation has changed. If he hadn't promised to give the reply today, Long Qian would not have had time to pay attention to this woman.
"How do you think about it?" Ning Duanya looked at the simple food on the table and sat down with some disgust.
Long Qian swallowed the last of the soup and put down the bowl.
"Can I refuse to cooperate with you?"
She didn't even bother to look at Ning Duanya. She used one face three times and it felt uncomfortable no matter how much she looked at it.
"No, unless you all want to die." Ning Duanya's mouth curled up slightly.
"Do you and your wife like to blackmail others so much? Are you worried that we are really not afraid of death?"
Long Qian poured herself a cup of tea and then looked up seriously.
"Who is not afraid of death?" Ning Duanya glanced at the table, "Prince Ling can give you the glory and wealth you want, and Prince Ming can also give it to you."
"It's a pity that your man is now King Ling's mortal enemy, isn't he?"
Gu Sha wants the woman of King Ling, and no one can change this fact.
The guard reported that if the delaying troops had not arrived in time yesterday, Gu Sha would have died on the spot.
Ning Duanya thought that after yesterday, Long Qian was no longer aggressive.
I didn’t expect that this woman would still be so concerned about face even now.
"I remember I said in front of the emperor that I fell in love with Prince Ling. Weren't you there at the time?" Long Qian took a sip of tea.
"Ning Duanya, how did you conclude that I don't love him?"
"Long Qian, if you really love Prince Ling, why do you run away from him again and again?" Ning Duanya half-squinted his eyes, "Actually, you and I are the same."
Long Qian looked at the person in front of him for a while and raised his eyebrows: "Is it the same?"
"It's the same!" Ning Duanya nodded with certainty, "It's a pity that you don't have a good partner."
"God has treated me well, and Prince Ming is very good, and he respects me very much."
Long Qian ignored this complacent woman. What did other people's happiness have to do with her?
"Long Qian, why are you laughing?" Ning Duanya saw the disdain on the corner of Long Qian's mouth and suddenly became furious.
Is this woman really not afraid of death, or does she have some tricks up her sleeve?
Her translucent but incomprehensible eyes are annoying to look at!
Ning Duanya originally couldn't figure out why Gui Mi could lose so completely, but now he finally understands.
The most difficult thing to deal with is probably the person who doesn't bother to fight with you!
"What do you want me to design?" Long Qian asked softly.
Only then did Ning Duanya remember his purpose and tried to control his emotions.
She is not Gui Mi and cannot be the next Gui Mi!
As long as it doesn't conflict with her own interests, she doesn't have to worry about it.
"Artillery, artillery more powerful than thunderbolts." Ning Duanya waved his hand.
The maid took out the drawing, opened it and placed it on the table.
"This is just a simple structural diagram, the specific operation is up to you." Ning Duanya wiped the invisible dust on his fingernails with a silk scarf.
Long Qian took a serious look at the drawings and couldn't help but frown.
"Is this considered a structural diagram?" She raised her eyes helplessly, "Princess Ming, don't tell me this is your handiwork?"
Just a black mess and nothing else.
Ning Duanya scanned the drawings and said in a deep voice: "Long Qian, what do you mean?"
"Painting is not my strong point, why can't you just make do with it?"
The maid bit her lip and reminded carefully: "Our princess has been painting for several nights, Princess Qian, please be more serious!"
Long Qian picked up the drawing and sighed.
"It's not a strong point, but it can't be so weak, right?"
