Long Yeli controlled Princess Wuqiqige overnight and quickly sent more troops to the border. This time, he must make a contribution.
In Yongcheng, Long Yeqing's body finally stabilized, and Feng Qingchen planned to return to Longcheng.
Long Ye leaned towards An Yi and bowed deeply.
An Yi smiled and said, "It's too early for you to thank me. The most important thing is to take your medicine on time. If everything goes well, your disease will be gone by the middle of next year!"
Long Yeqing clasped his hands and raised them high, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle and grandma, my grandson will go to Longcheng in half a year to keep your appointment. I will never break my promise!"
An Yi sighed: "Don't call me Uncle Huang and Grandma, how about you call me Sister An Yi?"
This imperial uncle and grandma are really calling people too old!
Long Yeqing's eyes trembled, and he secretly glanced at Feng Qingchen, who was sitting in the main seat wearing a ferocious mask with cold eyes, and immediately shook his head: "Uncle and grandma, you are the elder, and my grandson dare not overstep!"
Anyi sighed: "Okay, whatever you want!"
Feng Qingchen stood up with a cold face: "Can you leave?"
Anyi nodded.
Feng Qingchen stepped forward and when she passed An Yi, she impatiently stretched out her hand and grabbed Anyi's collar and carried her out.
Long Yeqing raised his eyes and looked at the man's back. He couldn't help but curl his lips. Maybe he thought wrong. Even the God of War and King Guangping might have intentions.
An Yi staggered and glared at Feng Qingchen displeasedly: "Why are you so anxious? It's only nine o'clock, it's still early..."
Feng Qingchen didn't say anything, just threw her on the carriage, then quickly got into the carriage and lowered the curtain.
"Let's go!" Feng Qingchen shouted coldly.
Leng Jiu hurried to catch the carriage, and several carriages followed quickly.
At this moment, in the carriage, Feng Qingchen slowly approached An Yi, with a murderous look on his face.
An Yi retreated step by step. Finally, he had no choice but to retreat, so he boldly raised his eyes and stared at Feng Qingchen: "What's going on?"
"You can't look at men uglier than me from now on!" Feng Qingchen said in a deep voice.
Anyi was stunned: "What do you mean?"
Feng Qingchen said in a deep voice: "Have you forgotten our agreement?"
Anyi was stunned, agreement? That agreement that humiliates the country? She didn't remember this one!
"I have the right to make up for it, add it!" Feng Qingchen frowned.
"Okay, okay, you are the uncle, you have the final say!" An Yi thought for a while, "No, then I can't look at any other man in this world except you!"
Under the cold mask, the corners of the man's lips were slightly raised, but they quickly returned to their original state, "It's good that you know!"
"That won't work. I'm a doctor. I have to see, hear and inquire about the patient. How can I treat the patient if I don't see him?" An Yi winked at Feng Qingchen, "You can't rely on your own beauty to discriminate against men in the world like this!"
Feng Qingchen couldn't help but curl up the corners of her lips.
"Also, nine princes are needed to break the Golden Dragon Formation. If I don't look at them, how can I find a way to break the formation?" An Yi said helplessly.
Feng Qingchen's eyes quickly turned cold: "Those nine dragon sons are not necessarily nine princes, maybe they are nine spiritual beasts!"
An Yi was startled, yes, why didn't she think that maybe he was Long Sheng's ninth son? They have already met Bixi, Pulao (the tomb-suppressing beast) and Jiaotu. There is also Suanni in the Yun family in Jiangnan. If it is these nine sons...
"No, I have to discuss it with Yun Zhinan!" An Yi couldn't help but crawled out.
Feng Qingchen grabbed her ankle and said, "What did you promise me just now?"
"Yun Zhinan is a relative in my heart, not a man!" An Yi pushed him away and ran away quickly.
At this moment, Yun Zhinan was sitting on the tall horse and only heard four words, not a man, not a man, not a man!
