The Ninth Princess is beautiful and sassy

Long Qian had already predicted his situation and could only get out of bed cautiously.

When both feet hit the ground, one word... hurt!

"Princess, are you okay?" Yue'er went over and gave her a hand.

She and Feiyun arrived the next day, and she was also the one who helped the princess wash up. She knew the princess' situation very well.

This was the most direct reason why she changed her mind about Chu Dongling. He actually caused so much harm to the princess.

Even though she knew that he was most likely being controlled, Yue'er was still afraid of this man.

He is so terrifying!

"Princess, I'm sorry! I shouldn't have let you enter the palace alone." Yue'er helped Long Qian to a chair.

Long Qian grabbed her injured hand and whispered, "So what if you're here? Didn't you almost lose a pair of hands?"

"Hiss..." The pain caused Yue'er to grimace when she moved her fingers, "Princess, you should be gentler, it really hurts!"

Long Qian didn't understand tenderness and knew she was in pain, but she had to check the condition of her bones.

After making sure it was not broken, she opened the medicine box and found a small wooden stick to fix her fingers.

"Princess, what's going on with His Highness the Crown Prince now? He has not forgotten you, and his concern for you is true. Why is he so heartless to hurt you like this?"

Long Qian wrapped Yue'er's injured finger with a bandage and tied a bow on it.

"Can you still move? If possible, get me some water to wash myself off. I'm hungry."

I really don’t have the strength, otherwise I wouldn’t need a patient to serve me.

"Of course." Yue'er nodded and poured tea for Long Qian before turning around to get the basin and towel.

Lord Qingqing was quite attentive and brought them such a large bucket of warm water.

Long Qian rinsed her mouth, and after washing her face, Yue'er put clothes on her.

Mr. Qingqing's skills are good. After the arm was reattached, it was fine. The finger that was stepped on by Chu Qianqian was given medicine, and it doesn't hurt much now. Yue'er served Long Qian porridge, washed herself, and changed into clothes before coming out.

The only problem is that the face is swollen and ugly.

"Princess, does the porridge taste okay? If you don't like it, I'll cook some more for you."

"It's okay." Long Qian took a small mouthful of porridge casually.

Seeing that she was worried, Yue'er sighed lightly: "If the princess doesn't want us to leave, why don't we leave? His Royal Highness is being guarded by so many people, so everything should be fine."

On the other hand, if His Highness the Crown Prince had not arrived in time today, they still don't know what would have happened.

The princess is right, there is no use for her here, she is too weak!

Long Qian remained silent, scooped up a little more porridge and put it into his mouth.

Yue'er bit her lip and gave her a bun: "If you don't have an appetite, you can eat something else. After eating a bowl of porridge for so long, there is still one bowl left. Doesn't it mean you are hungry?"

"I'm kidding! Your Highness the Crown Prince has sacrificed so much for you, how can we just walk away? There's nothing terrible about death. I'll be with you."

Yue'er placed the buns on Long Qian's plate and took one herself.

"By the way, Princess, do you have any idea about the situation of His Royal Highness?"

"No." Long Qian looked at her and shook his head.

Chu Dongling's pulse condition is very strange, and she still can't figure it out.

She couldn't ask, she was a little resistant to even touching her now, and she hadn't figured out what to do next.

Long Qian put down his spoon, picked up the bun and took a bite.

Feeling that the taste was acceptable, she took a small mouthful of porridge and a small mouthful of steamed buns until she had both items in her stomach.

"How long have I been unconscious? Have you heard any news? Feiyun didn't come with you?" (End of Chapter)