The Ninth Princess is beautiful and sassy

Long Qian didn't want to wait any longer, she just wanted to know about Chu Dongling's situation.

Was he really controlled by Tong Yangtian?How can it be?He is the indomitable God of War, and he cannot be defeated so easily.

But if he was not controlled, even if he hurt himself, he would not let Uncle Nine Emperors get hurt, right?
As soon as Long Qian ran into the hall, his eyes fell on the tall figure sitting in the main seat.

He was wearing a mask, but she recognized him at a glance. He was indeed Chu Dongling, not a copy of Tong Yangtian.

Long Qian didn't have much idea, at least it was him, she didn't need to look for someone everywhere.

He was poisoned to save herself, and she would not find any excuse to abandon him.

"Chu Dongling, are you okay?" After Long Qian blurted out the words in his heart, he walked towards the main seat step by step.

Seeing that he couldn't stop it, Nie Qingqing stood guard at the door and didn't come any closer.

Chu Dongling wrote a line of words, put down the brush and raised his head: "Why did you come back so fast?"

There was some dissatisfaction in his words, but he didn't mean to blame him.

Long Qian met the familiar eyes, paused, and continued walking forward.

"Is your injury... healed? I heard that you gave me a lot of blood transfusions."

Chu Dongling closed the folder and waved to her: "Come up."

Everything is normal, no different than before.

Long Qian touched the red spot on his forehead where he had been sleeping, and walked up the steps step by step.

Chu Dongling took off his mask, looked at the person approaching, stretched out his palm to take her little hand, and gently pulled it.

When Long Qian reacted, she had already fallen into his arms.

She looked at the gradually enlarged handsome face and suddenly reached out to cover her lips.

This lip has kissed other women, and she doesn't like it anymore!She came back just to make sure he was okay, not to have any contact with him.

Chu Dongling kissed the back of Leng Liang's hand and held her wrist with some displeasure.

"No!" Long Qian shook his head, pushed him and leaned back.But she just took a deep breath, moved forward, and took the initiative to hold his big hand.

Her long fingers came down and pressed against his veins.

The pulse is stable, but there is something unspeakable about it. Is it really controlled by a Gu insect?

"How? Can my lovesickness be cured?" Chu Dongling reached out with his long arm and imprisoned Long Qian in his arms again.

Long Qian looked at him steadily and frowned slightly.

Chu Dongling lowered his head, kissed her on the forehead, and hugged her.

"It's getting late, go have dinner with me."

Long Qian really couldn't see clearly what was going on now. She thought that Chu Dongling might not even be able to recognize her when they met again.

Unexpectedly, he was the same as before, even his eyes were the same.

"Chu Dongling, what's going on with you? Can you tell me?" Long Qian looked at the man in front of him and frowned slightly.

Chu Dongling looked down at her, his thin lips under the mask slightly hooked, but did not respond.

After leaving the main hall, Long Qian swayed his feet: "My wound feels uncomfortable, please put me down quickly!"

Chu Dongling stopped, looked down and put her down, then held her hand.

Long Qian met his gaze, her frowning brows unable to relax: "The poison on your body..."

"What do you want to eat? Let Nie Wuqing prepare it." Chu Dongling interrupted her softly.

"Princess Qian, what do you want to eat?" Nie Qingqing stepped forward and asked with his hands raised.

Seeing that she was silent, Chu Dongling held her hand and walked forward.

"Prepare more and send it to Chang'an. I promised my mother that I would eat with her." (End of Chapter)