The Ninth Princess is beautiful and sassy

Walking, riding a horse, taking a carriage, the journey is very long!
As soon as Long Qian got on the carriage, he took up the entire seat by himself and fell asleep hugging a blanket.

When the meat is on the chopping board, you will have the energy to think about life after a good rest.

I never expected that the meeting with Tong Yangtian would be after dawn.

Through several layers of veil, Long Qian couldn't see clearly the person on the bed.

"Master, Long Qian is here." Hongying pushed Long Qian and knelt down.

Long Qian ignored him and stood straight.

"Long Qian, I heard that you are very good at medicine. Is that true?" the person on the bed asked in a deep voice.

Her voice was hoarse and she didn't seem to be in good condition.

"I'm better at using knives." Long Qian responded very frankly.

After such a long journey to bring her here, how could she leave easily?

"The master's injuries are not external." Hongying looked up at her.

Long Qian met her gaze and raised his eyebrows: "If it's not an external injury, I don't think I can help."

If it was a Gu, she would have no way to deal with it.

According to Long Qian's estimation, Tong Yangtian's body was originally a source of poison and was much more complicated than that of ordinary people.

"According to our investigation, you have the ability to bring the dead back to life. If you don't tell me the secret today, don't even think about leaving here!" Hongying's voice became much deeper.

"Resurrection?" Long Qian smiled, "Why didn't I know I was so powerful?"

"Ouyang Ling's poison has taken effect, right?" The person behind the veil coughed lightly, "Even if you really have the ability to bring the dead back to life, if I die, she won't be able to survive."

As soon as she finished speaking, she smiled.

The laughter was high and low, gloomy, and in this dim place, it was like a horror movie. "You also said at the time that the prince would not live long, but he survived, didn't he? Good is rewarded with good, and evil is punished with evil, don't you understand?" Long Qian didn't intend to pay attention to her.

Even if I really saved her, she would not let me leave.

Besides, I really didn't get the root of her problem.

"If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten that you saved the prince. Your blood can breed such an excellent Gu worm, so it should be able to save mine, right?"

Tong Yang coughed weakly a few times, then began to laugh intermittently.

Long Qian was not affected by her words and continued looking at the bed surrounded by layers of gauze without changing his expression.

Upon hearing this, Hongying immediately stood up and imprisoned Long Qian: "If you are still unwilling to treat my master, she will drink up all your blood."

Her voice was very soft, like a warning and also like a reminder.

Long Qian looked at her in surprise. For the first time, he felt that this woman was not that bad.

"What's wrong with your master?" she asked softly.

Hongying glanced back at the shaman, then retracted her gaze and shook her head: "I don't know either. The doctor said it might be due to anger attacking the heart, but the medicine didn't make it better."

"The master was also a doctor, but..." She sighed and shook her head.

"Anger and anger?" Long Qian thought of the scene in the valley.

The formation I set up ended up harming my own people. Was it because of this incident?
But she developed the elixir of immortality, and many other poisons, haven't they killed enough people? Suddenly, she's full of sympathy?

Long Qian quickly denied his guess. Tong Yangtian had no heart at all. How could he become depressed because of his sacrificed brother?
"What is she upset about?" Long Qian asked in a low voice.

Hongying frowned slightly and uttered a few words carefully: "Can't get over it?"

"Yeah." Long Qian nodded, "What does that mean? There must be a reason for her illness, right?" (End of this chapter)