Han Zhixiang knew Ye Han’s feelings for her. Instead of waiting for the orders of the Empress Dowager, she would rather rely on herself.

As long as she gets pregnant, Brother Ling will treat her gently.

When the time is right, she designs that Long Qian will harm the child in her womb.

Then Brother Ling will not be willing to bear it anymore. With her father and the queen mother supporting her, Long Qian will not have a foothold in Lingyuan.

The key now is that she must get pregnant as soon as possible.

"Brother Han, you like me too, right?"

Han Zhixiang blinked her watery eyes, straightened up and kissed Ye Han's lips.

The soft fragrance is in my arms, Ye Han no longer tolerate it, and pushed Han Zhixiang to the bed...

The days between Long Qian and Yuan Feijing did not change because of Han Zhixiang's appearance.

In the afternoon, everyone was busy designing the outdoors.

In order to better cooperate with Long Qian in doing things, Yuan Feijing built three more wooden houses next to the design room.

The brothers were creating bows and arrows outside, while Long Qian was busy in the design room.

In the blink of an eye, the sun was about to set.

Long Qian squatted behind a nearly formed massage chair and heard the sound, and said softly: "Help me take the pliers."

The person who entered the door took a special tool on the desktop and walked over.

He came behind the girl and handed out the tool.

Long Qian took the pliers, knocked them several times and stood up, turned around and hugged the leather backrest beside him.

The backrest is very large and heavy, and she still can't hold it up after all.

A big palm fell across the sky, lifted it gently, lifting the backrest.

"Put it!" Long Qian pointed to the massage chair and did not look back.

The man placed the soft backrest where she said, went over and helped her.

Long Qian took the parts and started fixing them.

"I thought it was Xiaohong. Why did you come in? Have you done the bow and arrow? I did it early, and I don't know that King Ling..."

Long Qian smelled a different scent and looked up.

With a "bang", the pliers slipped out of their hands and hit her toe.

"Ah..." Long Qian hugged her feet, and her eyes turned red in an instant.

Chu Dongling let go of his backrest, picked her up horizontally, and walked towards the table.

He put Long Qian on the table and immediately took off her shoes and socks: "How?"

"It hurts very much!" Long Qian bent down and rubbed his toes while blowing it up.

It hurts! This time it hits a little hard, it really hurts!

Chu Dongling leaned over and looked at his fair and pink feet, not knowing what he could do for a moment.

Finally, he also learned from Long Qian and blew air into the dark red place he was smashed.

Long Qian patted a few more times before letting go and looking up.

Seeing that the man was still blowing her, she pursed her lips and said, "It's okay, just apply some medicinal oil."

Chu Dongling met her gaze and asked, "Where is the medicinal oil?"

Long Qian pointed to the shelf not far away and counted: "Go to the right to pass the second bottle."

In order to relieve her mother's pain, she made some medicinal oils and essential oils, and planned to go out when Chu Dongling came back.

Chu Dongling went over to take the medicine, unscrewed the lid, dripped a few drops of medicinal oil on his fingertips, and carefully rubbed it on Long Qian's injured toes.

Her feet were too small, even the bones were soft. He looked at them for a while before he held her toes and rubbed them gently.

"I didn't say it in advance when I came back, I was scared to death by you!" Long Qian looked at him and complained in a low voice.

"Aren't the princess not afraid of me?" Chu Dongling's eyes lit up a little when he thought of that night.

The attack overnight was to come back to see her in advance.

"I didn't say I was afraid!" Long Qian bit her lip and diverted her gaze.

Chu Dongling looked at her slightly red face and looked even more happy.
Chapter completed!