Long Muchen stood in front of Qian Duoduo and easily saw a bruise on the kneeling girl's back caused by being whipped with a whip. He frowned, feeling a little anxious, but he still gently coaxed her.

He shouted: "Duo'er was beaten by someone. Are you wronged? I will avenge you, okay...?"

After hearing these words, everyone in the main hall was extremely shocked. They stared at Qian Duoduo as if they were looking at a monster. Seeing how she ignored Long Muchen, they couldn't understand each one of them.

situation.

Ordinarily, when the third princess returned to her natal family, the third prince did not come, but she was expecting her fourteenth uncle, Prince Chen...

What's even more terrible is that this god of war, who is sacred and inviolable in their hearts, would actually show an indescribable warmth and doting when looking at her. Where did this come from?

The more Qian Zhengkuan looked at the feeling of King Chen holding Qian Duoduo in his hand, the more uneasy he felt.

If in the past, his daughter could catch such a rich husband, he would laugh in his dreams. Maybe he could use her to control the entire Shengchen, but now Qian Duoduo is like a different soul... Where can I

At his mercy?

If she doesn't add insult to injury and make them crazy, he will be like Amitabha.

Qian Shangshu was still thinking about whether he should say something to ease the embarrassment in front of him. Who knew the next second, he would see a picture that almost made him bleed.

Long Muchen actually bent down, raised his hands and picked up Qian Duoduo, who was kneeling on the ground and was having a temper tantrum for no apparent reason.

And there was nothing domineering about it, his movements were gentle, and he was even careful when lifting his feet, for fear of hurting her.

Qian Duoduo was also completely surprised. She never expected that this man, who had only known each other for a long time, would actually hug her.

She is Long Yutian's princess...a married woman.

Although I don't attach much importance to the constraints of status, in front of so many servants, if all the gossip reaches Long Yutian's ears...

Then...then...can she still keep her two hundred thousand silver notes?

When Qian Duoduo thought of this, Long Muchen had already carried her to the position directly in front of her. Seeing that the solid wood chairs were too hard and too cold, he was afraid of hurting the wound on her back, so he simply held her in his arms.

In your arms, let him sit on your lap.

This action made Qian Duoduo even more uneasy. His body became stiff, and his tone of voice when he spoke for the first time was trembling: "That...that..."

"Don't move...obey..."

Long Muchen spoke. Although he was very gentle, there was an irresistible majesty in his tone. The next second, his palm pressed on Qian Duoduo's back. Qian Duoduo trembled nervously and almost lost his grip.

Long Muchen was kicked away.

But as soon as this thought came to her mind, she felt a cool touch spreading from the wound on her back, extinguishing the burning pain. She turned around and saw that Long Muchen was staring at her back intently.

, under the palm of my hand, I seem to vaguely see the faint blue light gathered together...

Qian Duoduo blinked and shouted without surprise: "Xiao Chenchen, you actually know Qiu Qianren's Iron Palm Kung Fu..."

"Who is Qiu Qianren? Is a man a woman?" As soon as Long Muchen opened his mouth, he asked a very speechless question...
Chapter completed!