"You're going to die. When I tear the chicken with my hands, I'll pull it around. Now you go out and wait for me. I'm going home to settle the score with you!"

This sentence is wrong...

Long Yutian groaned, and only felt cold sweat in pain. He looked up at Long Muchen, and without saying a word, he turned around and left the main hall.

"Doer..."

"Duo, you are so tall!" Long Muchen said only two words, and Qian Duoduo followed up angrily: "I said he didn't say you, right? I didn't have any sympathy for you. Why are you still standing here? Go back to the house to sleep!"

The servants beside him were completely shocked to see this scene.

If they read it correctly, the kick just now was kicking his prince’s life, right?

Instead of kneeling down and begging for mercy, or feeling guilty and scared, she gave orders with a arrogant look, as if she was the master of the royal palace and the master of the entire Prince Chen palace.

If the guards had tied up Qian Duoduo and threw it out directly, but looking at King Chen's reaction, he not only did not feel angry at all, but instead pulled her wrist with heartache and rubbed her: "Duoer, does it hurt? I shouldn't have used so much force..."

Seeing the faint redness on his fair skin, Long Muchen couldn't say anything about his heartache.

"Hmph..." Qian Duoduo took back his wrist without appreciation, gave Long Muchen a blank look, then retracted his arm, turned around and walked out of the royal palace.

What she was worried about was not his wrist, but whether his butt would bloom...

As soon as Qian Duoduo left, Long Muchen's calm face turned pale in an instant, he gritted his teeth, and turned back to the room.

Behind him, the discussions of the slaves came one after another.

"Hey, I just thought that Miss Qian might become our princess, but I didn't expect she was the concubine of the Third Prince?" A slave came to gossip.

"Yes, yes... But look at our master, I don't seem to be ready to let go easily to the third princess?"

"Hmph, what's the point of that woman? She's willful and willful, and she's a married woman. She just kicked our prince... Fortunately, our prince is healthy, otherwise something really happened, how many of her heads would be enough to chop." Another maid became sarcastic.

"Master, are you okay?" Han Tie sent Long Muchen back to his bedroom, and glanced at Long Muchen's lower body, and couldn't help asking.

Long Muchen knew that he was talking, so he pulled the corners of his mouth awkwardly, pretending to be calm and composed: "I'm very good, you go down."

"Yes..." Han Tie turned around and brought the door with him.

The next second, Long Muchen climbed onto the bed, quickly untied his clothes, lowered his head to check, but fortunately it was fine... it was not hurt... Otherwise, it would not be used in the future, and she would cry!

...Duer dividing line...

Outside the Prince Chen Mansion, the entourage was holding a horse and waiting. Seeing Long Yutian walking out with a gloomy face, no matter what he said, he looked at Qian Duoduo and jogged out, and then asked in a low voice: "Princess, what's wrong with our prince?"

"Shhh-he's sore..." Qian Duoduo muttered with stinging eyes.

"Qian Duoduo, you're so fucked!" Long Yutian pricked his ears. Although he didn't know what "fucked" meant, he roared and refuted.

Qian Duoduo snorted like a scoundrel, thinking to himself, I have no eggs!
Chapter completed!