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Chapter 9 Makes Yan Ling Ji Spit Up (Read More!)

In the morning, the sun shines through the window and fills the room
The dazzling sunlight fell on a handsome face, dispelling his drowsiness.

"Well."

"Why is it so hot..."

Zhang Ji, who was full of energy when he got up, let out a low snort, let out a cry like a small animal, kicked off the quilt wrapped around his body, slightly opened his eyes and looked out the window, and vaguely saw a slender black Shadow sat on the windowsill.

Zhang Ji struggled to sit up, rubbed his eyes, his eyes got used to the glare of the sun for a while, and finally saw the person in front of him clearly.

That was Yan Lingji who was still locked in the water tank last night. What she was wearing at this moment was not the black coat that Zhang Ji gave her last night, but a set of clothes that she found somewhere.

A set of bright and bright flame-like gorgeous armor, a long black skirt with high slits on the lower body, and a pair of black boots wrapped under the jade feet for easy movement.

Yan Lingji just sat on the window sill, her slender white and jade-like legs dangling slightly from under the long black dress with high slits, looking down at Zhang Ji.

"It seems that you slept well last night." Yan Lingji looked at Zhang Ji with a half-smile, and her beautiful eyes looked at "Zhang Ji" intentionally or unintentionally, "Tell my sister, is there me in your dream?" ?”

Zhang Ji rolled his eyes, curled his lips and said, "This is a normal male physiological phenomenon, just like a woman coming to sunflower water (menstrual period) every month, it has nothing to do with dreams."

"It doesn't matter, you know for yourself~ However, it took me a lot of effort to finally wake you up." Yan Lingji was noncommittal, pressing her hands on the window sill, turning over and jumping straight away without waiting for Zhang Ji to reply. go down.

"What effort?"

Zhang Ji rubbed his head, wondering what Yan Lingji meant.

Didn't he just wake up from the sun?What does it have to do with Yan Lingji...

"Fuck!"

Zhang Ji suddenly discovered that a ball of flames had ignited on his quilt at some point. If he hadn't kicked the quilt away because he felt hot, he would have been burned.

"Flaming Ji!"

Hearing the angry shout from upstairs, Yan Lingji, who was sitting under the shed downstairs, just snorted softly, glanced at the slim black figure standing on the treetop, took a sip of her cup of tea, and said nothing.

She set the fire on purpose.

Not only did he want to avenge this stinky man's frivolous behavior of hugging her suddenly last night, but also because of the startled salamander.

Last night, Zhang Ji ran several miles with her in his arms, and came to this inn built on the outskirts of Xinzheng.

The two slept in separate rooms, and Yan Lingji slipped out of the window quietly, only to find that Zhang Ji hadn't noticed her movement at all, and was still sleeping soundly, snoring slightly from the tip of his nose.

Yan Lingji felt amused in her heart, no matter what, she was a second-rate master, and she didn't even have the slightest precaution at night.That is to say, she still has a little conscience, and if she didn't repay her kindness, Zhang Ji would have died long ago.

Thinking of this, Yan Lingji walked to the gate of the inn grandly, but before she could react, a pink sword was pressed against her throat.

"You have to be thankful that you didn't do anything unnecessary, otherwise this sword will cut your throat the moment you strike." A cold voice sounded in Yan Lingji's ear, "Also, although I I don't know why he saved you, but since he did, it's better for you to stay by his side."

The woman in the purple and white striped fish scale armor had cold eyes, and the murderous intent on her body made Yan Lingji feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.She can be sure that if she had malicious intentions when spying on the sleeping Zhang Ji, the startled salamander would have killed her without hesitation.

Shocked by the killing intent, Yan Lingji had no choice but to put out her little thoughts, and went back to her room to go to bed honestly, and this time she really could only obediently follow Zhang Ji.

It's just that Yan Lingji has a little temper. After all, no one who practices martial arts likes to have a sword pressed against his throat.

But the startling salamander's awe-inspiring killing intent alone made her dare not act rashly, and she did not dare to take revenge on the startling salamander.Therefore, she could only let Zhang Ji taste her fiery "enthusiasm".

In this regard, the startled salamander did not stop it.

Perhaps from the point of view of the startling salamander, this little flame poses no threat to Zhang Ji at all, or maybe someone wants to see Zhang Ji deflated.

……

On the official road

A donkey cart was galloping fast, and Yan Lingji in the carriage endured the ups and downs of the tremors and bumps, lifted the black cloth in front of the carriage, watched Zhang Ji excitedly pulling the reins like a child, The whip whipped the donkey's buttocks, and he couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Zhang Ji bought a donkey and a cart from the previous inn.

Even a master master has limited internal strength, who would use all the internal strength on the road?
And the reason why she chose to buy a car instead of buying another horse for Yan Lingji is because Yan Lingji's good figure and alluring appearance are so eye-catching.When he was in the inn earlier, he attracted many passers-by, and even a few merchants bid him.

It's not that these peddlers are here to pick things up, but ordinary men rarely show their heads with their wives, except for peddlers who have to travel between the seven countries.And looking at Zhang Ji's temperament, with the jade saber hanging on his waist, he is definitely not a businessman, so they think that Yan Lingji should be Zhang Ji's concubine.

In this era, the status of a concubine's room is not high, it is just a piece of goods, sometimes used by the husband to entertain the distinguished guests.

That's right, it's the kind of hospitality you're thinking of.

The husband of the concubine's room will not feel that his head is green, he will only be happy because it is an expression of his importance to the guests.

If the guest likes the concubine, the husband of the concubine may even give the concubine directly to the guest as a symbol of the deep friendship between the two parties.

And such absurd behavior will not only not be criticized by others, but will become a good talk, praising her husband's generosity and forthrightness.

Later generations even Su Shi, who wrote "Ten Years of Life and Death", expressing his longing for his dead wife, was unavoidable. He regarded his numerous concubines as goods, as bribes when he was demoted, as gifts when making friends, and even Bartering goods for a white horse, many of them pregnant concubines, is just a normal love affair in the eyes of everyone.

Therefore, when these merchants came to discuss the price of Yan Lingji, it was really not that they were picking quarrels and provoking trouble.

But Zhang Ji was really annoyed by the harassment, so he had no choice but to find a car to avoid these troubles.

As for why it was a humble donkey cart instead of a noble-looking carriage... It was purely because Zhang Ji was curious about how fast the donkey cart could run.

Thinking back...ah no, it should be thinking about the future, there will be a fierce man named Taizong by the temple, he will wear a golden armor and holy clothes, drive a grain donkey cart, and walk two hundred miles at night with a limp leg, in the horse race On the field, they were defeated by donkey carts and kept chasing Liao Guo Jingqi!
In the end, the speed of the donkey cart did not disappoint Zhang Ji.

Although he couldn't match the speed of the charioteer surnamed Zhao, it took only a moment to travel ten miles from the outskirts of Xinzheng to the outside of Xinzheng City. This speed still refreshed Zhang Ji's three views.

But when she came to Xinzheng City and looked at this tall city, Yan Lingji, who was a little curious about Xinzheng, lost interest.

Yan Lingji in the carriage was pale, and wiped off the viscous liquid from the corner of her mouth with a silk scarf, her pretty face was full of resentment and weakness.

For the first time, this girl who has always been strong shows such a sickly and weak appearance in front of others, like Xizi holding her heart, which makes people feel affectionate unconsciously.

However, the instigator was Zhang Ji himself.

Zhang Ji, on the other hand, looked at Yan Lingji with some embarrassment, not knowing how to explain it, after all, he was the one who pissed her off.

This is naturally not because of some sacred and great human reproduction behavior. Besides, after playing with her last night, she became pregnant today. Not a scumbag.

The root of everything is because of Yan Lingji's motion sickness.

In ancient times, the bumps of the carriage were unimaginably serious. In addition, it was a troubled time, especially in a weak and small country like South Korea. Naturally, it was impossible to invest much money in the repair of the road, and it would even be damaged due to the war. Otherwise, he would go all the way. Even if Zhao Guo went south, he would not have seen so many barren land and yellow-faced civilians in Han territory.

And this donkey cart does not have a spring-type anti-shock system, so the potholes on the road can be imagined for the bumps of the donkey cart. Even the second-rate Yan Lingji is under the control of Zhang Ji, the fake car god. Almost spit out all the bile.

Gently patting Yan Lingji's fair back, and then handing over a pot of boiled water, Yan Lingji's face finally recovered a little rosy, but the weakness on that face remained the same.

Under the black veil, the beautiful eyes glared at Zhang Ji with a sharp light, and just about to say something, suddenly Yan Lingji's heart trembled slightly, and for a moment Yan Lingji looked around warily like a cat with fur. It's like facing a big enemy.

"what happened?"

Zhang Ji frowned and looked around following Yan Lingji's eyes, but he didn't notice that anyone was watching them.

"I'm approaching... a very dangerous person..."

Yan Lingji's face was solemn, and even her voice trembled slightly, which she didn't notice, like a fish swimming in the water bumping into an osprey that makes a living by fishing.

"coming!"

The sound of horseshoes came, and the flying dust obscured the sight, but Yan Lingji suddenly looked in the direction of the sound of horseshoes, and pursed her red lips.

Zhang Ji squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the bloody bat flag fluttering in the wind, he understood why Yan Lingji was afraid.

Snow clothes and armor, spears like a forest.

All of South Korea, people who have such a unit with white as the uniform color...

Only one.

"Aiai...Blood Yihou!"

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