The naive female CEO mistook her husband again

Murong Pian almost pouted in grief, the eunuch at the side quickly supported him.

"Your Majesty, my condolences have changed!"

Zi Momo knelt on the ground with a blank expression on her face. The Queen Mother has gone, and she has nothing to do.

In this indifferent palace, only the queen mother treats her the best. She is so afraid of death, but in order to prevent the emperor from breeding tigers, she let the white lotus go and drank the bowl of poison forcefully.

If people leave the tea to cool down, the white lotus will probably not be affected much.

Bai Lianhua suddenly noticed that there was a line of sight around her that was only following her, which was by no means kind, and even before she found the source of the line of sight, she was already uneasy.

I'm afraid, this time the hatred value will be full.

"emperor……"

Bai Yuru heard the news and opened the door to come in. Seeing Murong Pian's heartbroken look, her heart ached so much that she ran over with small steps and hugged him in her arms.

"Don't be sad, you still have me."

She comforted Murong Pian softly, but her phoenix eyes suddenly stared at Bai Lianhua, as if she wanted to penetrate her.

"The Empress Dowager died because of you, so you can't live! Someone, let me arrest her!"

When Bai Yuru gave an order, all the eunuchs and court ladies rushed towards her like white lotuses, tugging at her arm, trying to drag her away.

There was a crash, like a sharp knife coming out of its sheath, and a silver light flashed, a sharp long sword pointed directly at an eunuch who was dragging a white lotus.

And the one holding the sword was none other than Ling Qing.

"Whoever moves her will die!"

The point of the sword was no more than an inch away from the eunuch's face, coupled with Ling Qing's majestic and domineering aura when he was fighting on the battlefield, he was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.

Bai Lianhua suddenly thought, wow, Ling Qing is so handsome, she loves her so much.

She leaned back behind Ling Qing with peace of mind, and pointed at the people below one by one: "He, and him, they all bullied me in a moment, they hurt me~"

As she spoke, she squeezed out two tears, and the corner of the kneeling eunuch's mouth twitched. It hurt before he touched it?
Naturally, Ling Qing didn't consider whether it was true or not. To him, when Huahua said it hurt, it meant it hurt.

He put down the sword, turned around and took her hand, and blew gently on his lips, "Hurrah won't hurt anymore, Huahua won't cry."

He stretched out his hand jerky, and rubbed the corners of Bai Lianhua's eyes with the rough fingertips full of scars.

Bai Lianhua shrank shyly, her heart was pounding like a deer, she actually had an embarrassing day.

A blush appeared on her face, making her look even more charming.

Ling Qing was fascinated by it, especially the slightly pouty red lips, which seemed to be inviting him to taste.

Just when he couldn't help getting closer, a sword light shone from beside him. He caught it keenly, moved his feet quickly, and blocked her, then turned around and kicked, kicking the sneak attacker's sword.

Boom!

The sword fell to the ground and shook twice. The person holding the sword backed up again and again, looking at Ling Qing in horror.

"I, I didn't mean to."

His pupils dilated rapidly until there was a pop, a sword pierced into his abdomen, and severe pain hit him. He looked at Ling Qing in disbelief, his mouth moved, but he couldn't make a sound.

Ling Qing's brows and eyes were full of coldness, "I didn't mean it either."

The man's blood flowed all over the floor, and everyone dared not be presumptuous anymore, Bai Yuru just wanted to scold him for being bold, but Murong Pian was still in a coma, how could she beat a general like a woman?
Besides, Ling Qing is very powerful, if he gets anxious, it is not impossible to usurp the throne at this moment.

He could only endure such humiliation in silence.

Since ancient times, no general dared to kill someone in the Empress Dowager's bedroom!
"Can we go?"

Ling Qing asked Bai Yuru politely, saw her wave her hand, then dropped the sword and stretched her hand aside.

"Hua Hua, let's go."

Facing the white lotus, Ling Qing showed a rare smile, like melting ice, making people reluctant to look away.

A certain worthless person was drooling, and Ling Qing immediately wiped it off with his sleeve, without any distaste.

Bai Lianhua herself was so ashamed, she lowered her head and coughed lightly, and put her hand in that wide palm.

The carriage left the palace slowly, with a wooden plaque engraved with the word Ling on the front, symbolizing status.

The guards guarding the palace gate wanted to stop people, but when they saw the sign, they gave up decisively. Didn't they die?Does King Ling dare to stop him?
It was also the first time for Bai Lianhua to ride in a carriage, and she thought it was a novelty, just like the small tricycle, bumpy and bumpy, and there was a big rock on the ground, which could be felt by her buttocks.

Although there were small windows on both sides of the carriage, the hot and tight air caused her face to turn pale, her body to sweat, and the contents of her stomach to rise faintly.

No, she got motion sickness!
She clenched the handkerchief tightly, not even daring to open her mouth to breathe, the turbid air filled her throat and nasal cavity, and when she opened her mouth, she was afraid that she would spit it out.

Trying to sleep soundly, but the carriage was too bumpy, leaning on the carriage was like putting your head in a roller coaster, the water in it rattled and knocked against the wall of the carriage from time to time.

Ling Qing, who was at the side, was originally reading a book, but inadvertently shifted his gaze to the person beside him, and realized something was wrong.

He has always been a horse rider, and he hired a carriage because he thought she could not ride a horse. Now it seems that she has lived in the palace all year round and is not used to the bumps of the carriage.

"Huahua, if you feel uncomfortable, come over and take a nap."

Ling Qing put down the book and opened his arms. Bai Lianhua heard his words and moved her head with difficulty, unable to speak.

Well, better than nothing.

In order not to vomit in the car in embarrassment, she could only try to lower her body slowly and lean into Ling Qing's arms.

Her head was pressed against his hard chest, and she couldn't extricate herself from the scorching heat in his arms.

There is a special aura about him, like the wind in winter, with the cool breath of snowflakes and ice water, refreshing.

All of a sudden, the sweltering heat around her was completely dispelled.

His broad palms were placed on her face, and the warmth from his eyes made Bai Lianhua's drowsiness increased, and finally she became dizzy and gradually fell asleep.

When I woke up, I was already lying on the wide and soft bed, the wind chimes were ringing in my ears, and the rustling wind came in through the slightly open doors and windows, blowing the petals of the flowers on the table.

Bai Lianhua looked at this exquisite room, full of joy.

The furnishings here seem to be specially arranged, even dowry jewelry, tea sets and snacks are all available.

This fool must have spent a lot of thought, Bai Lianhua complained in her heart, but the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously.

She fell down and came to the window, squatting there alone, not knowing what to do.

It looks like the back is very strong, could it be...

She left the window, opened the door and went out. With light steps, she moved to the man. The man was washing clothes. There was a large basin in front of him. There were many clothes in it, but they were all worn by women.

She looked at his face curiously, but was taken aback.

Ling Qing?

He's sneaking here to do laundry?
Just let the servants do those jobs.

Ling Qing was too focused and didn't notice that there was someone standing beside him. He clenched his clothes tightly with both hands and rubbed them in the water. Thinking about forgetting to wipe the acacia, he put the acacia in again and rubbed out many white and fine foams. He wiped his sweat by accident, leaving foam all over his face.

puff.

Bai Lianhua couldn't help laughing, Ling Qing turned his head in a daze, saw her bright smile, grinned with white teeth, "You're awake, are you hungry, I'll cook for you later."

"Cooking? Can you still cook?"

Bai Lianhua wiped the foam off his face with a smile, and couldn't help wondering, is a general so omnipotent?
Ling Qing was asked this question, and he suddenly realized that he didn't know how to cook at all. Before the war, the servants in the mansion did the cooking, and after the war, someone was in charge of the meals.

He never seemed to be in the kitchen.

"It's okay, I can learn!"

Ling Qing said that it was not a big deal, and then he hung up all the washed clothes to dry.

When Bai Lianhua saw the colorful clothes fluttering in the wind, she felt very strange. It didn't seem like she was wearing them, right?

"This is a new dress made for you." Seeing her confusion, Ling Qing hurriedly explained.

"Why do you have to wash the newly made ones?" Bai Lianhua looked at his soaked hands with distress, "Don't do this in the future."

Her eyes were filled with pity, which made Ling Qing at a loss, "Okay, listen to you."

Bai Lianhua was brought into the house by Ling Qing, and he insisted on telling her to sit down and wait to taste his handicrafts, but she wanted to help but was stopped again.

She could only wait obediently to see what delicious food he could make.

Ling Qing who left the room immediately called the housekeeper, who stood timidly opposite him.

"I don't know what the lord has ordered?"

"Can you cook?"

"Of course, the slave knows everything."

"Then teach me."

"what?"

The butler raised his head and was taken aback for a moment, but Ling Qing became impatient, "Oh, what, hurry up, let me teach you a few simple home-cooked dishes first."

"Hey! Good!"

Although the butler didn't know why, he didn't dare to resist, so he could only obediently follow King Ling to the kitchen.

"Then, this servant will teach the prince how to cook scrambled eggs with tomatoes today."

"Yeah." Although he hadn't made it, Ling Qing had eaten this dish before, so he felt that he could definitely make it, and the taste would not be bad.

"Then, my lord, wash some tomatoes first."

Ling Qing heard the word tomato, and picked out a few tomatoes from the colorful vegetables on the table.

It's time to rinse after washing.

Ling Qing squatted down to light the fire, lit a piece of firewood and threw it into the stove, and the fire rose in a short while. He pulled the bellows, and because he didn't know how to operate it, the force was too great, and the dust sprayed out with a bang.

"Cough cough cough!!!"

Almost buried by the dust, he coughed desperately, and finally the dust cleared away, and his originally fair cheeks turned gray.

"Hahahaha!"

The housekeeper couldn't help but burst out laughing, he really regarded himself as Ling Qing's master, seeing him laughing, Ling Qing resisted his anger, learning how to cook is the most important thing.

After finally boiling the water, the butler asked Ling Qing to make a cross on top of the tomato.

"Why? It's not pretty."

Ling Qing held the round persimmon in his hand, with a look of reluctance.

The butler held his forehead, "After rinsing the water, it will peel off the skin, so that the taste will be more tender."

"Ok."

For the sake of delicious food, Ling Qing had no choice but to cut Tomato's head twice, making two cuts.

The water was bubbling, and he threw the tomatoes in. After a while, he fished them out and threw them into the ice water.