The Ninth Princess is beautiful and sassy

"Okay!" Long Qian figured it out and nodded, "Let everyone pay attention to where there is a woman with good medical skills."

"If you find anything, try to arrange for us to meet. Just say that I am seriously ill and just seek medical treatment everywhere."

Anyway, Qing'er can't be found, and her time is running out.

It doesn't matter whether you are born or not, or whether you can become a rich man or not.

Yue'er blinked and touched Long Qian's head: "What's wrong with you, Princess?"

"I'm not uncomfortable!" Long Qian gave her a blank look, "I can't let people know that I'm still alive and kicking, right?"

"With so many people wanting me to die, wouldn't it be easier to tell them that I'm dying? I don't want any brothers to get hurt because of me, so let's do it."

"Okay, I understand." Yue'er nodded, "I'll go talk to Feiyun. If you're tired, take a rest."

Yue'er stood up on the bed and helped Long Qian to lie down.

"Rest for a while. I'll call you when I have news. When you're tired, tell me. We can stop at any time."

Long Qian lay down silently and slowly closed his eyes.

She also knew that her life had entered a countdown, up to three months, and she didn't know if she could find Qing'er during this period.

Just one month is enough. If she can't find Qing'er after a month of searching, she will leave voluntarily and go to a place where no one can find her.

She is not a big shot, so she doesn't need to waste so much manpower and material resources.

It was indeed a pity that I could not watch Chu Dongling move into the East Palace with my own eyes.

Regardless of other considerations, the days she lived with him and her mother were quite wonderful.

I hope he can get his wish, and I hope my mother can live a happy and stable life.

Long Qian also lived a free life as she wished, but for some reason, she had a lot of dreams these days.

Although it is not the same dream, every dream has the same result.Chu Dongling died, several times every night, and his death became more and more tragic.

Long Qian woke up from a nightmare. In the cold weather, his clothes were soaked and his tears wet the pillow.

In the last dream, he was in danger in the desert.

This time, no!Not just once, but more than twenty times in seven days.

As long as she slept with Chu Dongling once, she would die once. She would wake up and sleep again, or die again, or it would be the exact same scene, or another way of death.

It was okay during the day, and Long Qian could still convince herself that this was just a dream. When she woke up from the nightmare at night, she wanted to go back and see him immediately.

Long Qian felt a little breathless, so she put on her clothes and went out.

The news that Chu Dongling was canonized as a prince has long spread to various cities. Now that he has become a prince, shouldn't the emperor give him more rights?

With so many troops guarding the place and people still in the imperial city, there shouldn't be any surprises.

Next to it is Feiyun and Yue'er's room. These two guys stick together as soon as night falls, as if they are on honeymoon.

"What did you say?" Yue'er's voice came out of the door.

Long Qian originally just wanted to go out for a walk, but he didn't expect that the people inside were not asleep yet.

"How is it possible that the prince seriously injured the Ninth Prince?" Yue'er was very anxious, "Feiyun, do you think it could be the poison on the prince's body... Hmm..."

Feiyun found the person standing at the door and covered Yue'er's lips.

He had just returned after receiving the news. There was no one outside the corridor, and there were soldiers guarding the surrounding area, so outsiders could not enter.

The door was pushed open by someone from outside, and soon there was a knock on the door.

"Feiyun, Hu Yue, open the door quickly!" (End of Chapter)