Chapter 390 Unspeakable Illness

Shi Qi's heart relaxed, and he knelt down on one knee towards the man who had scolded the horse, "This subordinate has seen the master."

"Mens, you have worked hard on this trip." The man's gentle yet majestic voice sounded.

"Your subordinates are lucky!" Shi Qi almost burst into tears.

At this time, the closed curtains were pulled open, and the beautiful woman looked at the man on the horse with tears in her eyes, "Brother."

"Sister." Long Yang got off his horse, stepped forward, looked at the woman in the carriage, and called softly.

Long Qingzhi didn't care at all, after all, the siblings hadn't seen each other for nearly twenty years.

When she married Dan Jue, he was only ten years old.

She looked him up and down quickly, and in her impression, the younger brother who always followed her had grown into a man who stood upright.

Long Qingzhi's tears burst down the embankment.

Twenty years later, returning to her hometown and seeing her brother again relieved her pain of losing her husband a little.

Long Yang didn't expect his always strong sister to lose her composure like this, and he didn't know how to comfort her.

After a while, he said in a deep voice, "Sister, don't cry, no one will dare to bully you in the future."

Long Qingzhi nodded, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Yes."

"If possible, shall we start now?" Long Yang glanced at the pale child in her arms and asked in a low voice.

He reminded him of the scriptures of Long Qing, and then he remembered something, "The sooner the better, Zhier he..." At this point, the tears that had stopped on her face flowed down again.

During this time, she almost shed all the tears in her life.

"Don't worry, he'll be fine." Long Yang didn't say any more, seeing that Chu Qi had brought the seriously injured Fourteen over, he gave the order to set off.

"Brother, Wanyan Jin is now in control of Danjue's government, and a war may start at any time, you have to be mentally prepared." Long Qingzhi thought of something, opened the curtain, and warned Long Yang.

Long Yang nodded, "I know, sister, don't worry."

Long Qingzhi felt relieved when he heard the words.

She is far away in Danjue, but she has also heard about Adi's skills in governing the government.

Seeing how confident he is now, he must have been prepared.

No matter how scheming Wanyan Jin is, he won't be able to please his younger brother.

Seeing her sad face, Long Yang couldn't help but said, "Sister, I will get married on August 15th."

Hearing this, Long Qingzhi looked at him in surprise.

Although she is far away in Danjue, she also knows the situation in Adi's harem.

He is thirty years old this year, but he has not married, and has no children under his knees so far, so he has made the son of the emperor's brother as the heir apparent.

She had wanted to ask for a long time, but the journey was so far away that it was really inconvenient.

My brother's body...but is there any unspeakable disease?

She suppressed these questions in her heart, and forced a smile on her face, "Which family is the girl from?"

The corners of Long Yang's mouth raised slightly, "Second Miss Lu of Duke Zhen's Mansion."

Hearing this, Long Qingzhi frowned, and the smile on his face faded a lot.

What she heard was different about Miss Lu's world-famous "feat".

After all, one pass ten, ten pass one hundred, from Dashang to Danjue, the essence has long changed.

If it was in the past, she would have the right to listen to it as a joke, but she couldn't accept that this person had something to do with brother.

She gently patted the child in her arms, and asked softly: "Is that girl not very old?"

"Well, I'm fifteen years old this year." Long Yang turned his head and glanced at her. Seeing her calm face, he knew what she was thinking, and comforted her, "Sister, don't listen to those rumors. Second Miss Lu is very nice. See you Afterwards, you will know, and you will like her very much."