Chapter 50 Don’t Confess Randomly

"Your Highness's words are really interesting.

I saved you in the afternoon, healed your wounds at night, and dug a puddle for you to take a bath. Now you say this?!

Ling Yue dare not accept Your Highness's kindness, I will leave."

He had an unreasonable expression on his face and was about to leave.

Long Qilan hurriedly grabbed his sleeve and said pleadingly: "No, no, no, I won't talk nonsense, I just couldn't hold back when the words came to my lips, I will shut up next time, okay? Don't leave me alone, I'm scared."

She was already scared and didn't want to endure it alone.

Yue Qingling never wanted to fall out with Long Qilan. After all, Lingjing Sect still hoped to climb up to Longsheng Kingdom through Long Qilan.

Seeing her like this, he had to sit down sullenly.

If he had known this would happen, he would have covered his face.

Now he is causing trouble instead.

Being too handsome is a punishment.

Be a little more handsome.

"Fellow Daoist Ling, do you hate me?"

Long Qilan asked in a low voice.

Yue Qingling explained calmly: "I really have someone I like, you can't force me, right?"

"Is she beautiful?"

"Appearance is not important." Yue Qingling was too lazy to answer.

"Where is she?" Long Qilan was still insisting.

"She is in my heart!"

Yue Qingling pointed to his chest with some annoyance, Huang Xinning had fallen asleep inside.

Long Qilan looked at him strangely, bit her red lips, and muttered softly: "Is this woman his imaginary sweetheart?"

Thinking of this, she felt much more relaxed.

But no matter what, the following days were very peaceful.

Yue Qingling tried hard to take pills and meditate every day, and Long Qilan was quietly guarding him by his side.

She was really scared of the assassination this time.

She simply hid here and didn't leave.

And she also realized a truth.

You can't confess as soon as you meet.

You have to communicate and chat first, and then talk about feelings after getting familiar with each other.

So in the past four days, she was very interested in chatting with Yue Qingling.

Yue Qingling also talked to her easily, and sometimes they would simply joke a few words.

And Yue Qingling also knew that if Long Qilan did not get anything in this secret realm adventure, she would be scolded by her mother when she went out.

On the last day, Yue Qingling took out a copper pipa from the storage bag and placed it in front of Long Qilan.

"What is this? A top-grade magic weapon?"

Long Qilan said in shock.

"Top-grade magic weapon? I can't tell the difference." Yue Qingling smiled, he looked at Long Qilan, and said very kindly: "Your Highness, this is your trophy in the secret realm, otherwise your mother will scold you when you go out."

"You...you gave this to me?"

Long Qilan was shocked again, and this time she was stunned and stood there motionless.

A top-grade magic weapon is something that many cultivators dream of. Many sects fight each other for a top-grade magic weapon, and there are hundreds of years of grudges.

Yue Qingling just gave it to her so openly?

Yue Qingling smiled and said, "I originally planned to take this magic weapon back to our Lingjing Sect, but now I think about it, I will do it for my master and give it to His Highness to solve the urgent problem."

Long Qilan stretched out her slender fingers in disbelief and gently touched the copper pipa.

She then carefully picked up the pipa and played it lightly, and a crisp airflow gushed out instantly.

This is really a good magic weapon.

She reluctantly put down the pipa and asked worriedly, "Aren't you afraid that your master will say you?"

Yue Qingling thought, this is Huang Xinning's suggestion.

But he had to smile and answer, "It's okay, my master is very good to me."

Huang Xinning, who was in the spiritual platform, naturally smiled happily when he heard this.