The Ninth Princess is beautiful and sassy

"I think it's okay." Chu Dongling rubbed Long Qian's head lovingly.

Seeing this, Yuan Feijing could no longer describe her mood as envy.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did not even say "this palace" and called himself "I".

What is a relative card? It is estimated that Long Qian took the initiative to hug him and give him a kiss. His Royal Highness even plucked the stars from the sky for her.

Beauty is a disaster, beauty is a disaster!

"His Royal Highness, my subordinates will arrange for someone to take care of it." Yuan Feijing cupped her hands.

"Don't worry for the next two days." Chu Dongling's palm was still rubbing Long Qian's head.

Seeing that the black card was about to be received, Long Qian was indeed in a good mood! But he was too close to her, making her a little uncomfortable.

"Yes, Your Highness the Crown Prince." Yuan Feijing nodded lightly and looked at Long Qian, "I wonder if the Crown Princess has any other requests?"

Long Qian looked at her and shook his head dully: "No, just make the token as thin as possible, just make it black."

"Black?" Yuan Feijing frowned.

Wouldn't the token be more valuable if it were made of gold? I wonder what this girl is planning?
"When the Crown Princess says black, then it's black." Chu Dongling hugged the person who still picked up the chopsticks and waved his other hand.

"Yes." Yuan Feijing didn't dare to raise her head anymore, cupped her hands and retreated.

Long Qian kept looking at the direction she was leaving, not even daring to move a finger: "Your Highness, can we have a good meal?"

"Why not?" Chu Dongling kissed her forehead before letting her go.

His eyes swept across the table, and his expression became a little colder: "There is no reason to take back the gift sent by this palace."

"Yes, yes." Long Qian reacted, immediately put down his chopsticks and picked up the box.

Of course, the more valuable things the better.

But she runs outside every day and has no place to store it! Will you be beheaded if you lose it? Chu Dongling couldn't help but smile when he saw the little girl touching her neck.

"Don't worry! No one can touch your head without my consent."

What Long Qian was just thinking was blurted out by someone else, and he felt an indescribable feeling of frustration.

Is he a bug in her belly? He knows everything she wants!
"Eat quickly, the sun is going down."

The tenderest part of his waist was pinched. Long Qian was shocked and his whole body was covered with hair.

"Just...down the mountain." She pushed his palm away, retracted her hand, and picked up the chopsticks, "I'm hungry. I'm starving to death."

The sun goes down as soon as it sets, and she won't stay overnight anyway. What's the point of pinching her waist? This man has a weak hand!
You can't blame Long Qian for thinking too much. Every time Chu Dongling thinks about that, he habitually pinches her waist.

This habit is terrible! It really creeped her out.

And he has already done that in the afternoon, will he continue it at night? This is a carriage, not an inn!

Long Qian didn't dare to think about it and could only bury his head in pain.

It seems that there is nothing he dare not do, and the carriage is not incompetent. He is both civilized and military, and can even control his ears.

They can hear the sound that should be heard no matter how soft it is, but they can't hear the sound that should be heard no matter how loud it is.

Woohoo...what on earth is she thinking? Didn’t you agree to rush to save the Nine Emperors Uncle?
The sound of horse hooves could be heard incessantly, and what Long Qian heard was the man's heartbeat.

He was so close to her that even his breath hit her face.

Can you change the carriage? Or give her one. She doesn't want to ride in the same car with him at all.

His breath is very strange! So scary! (End of chapter)