Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Yang Zhao's gloved fingers touched his face, bringing a slight chill. Ling Qingyu coughed and said, General Yang, let's go deliver the goods first?

Yang Zhao was startled, seeing her eyes desperately winking to both sides, and then realized that there were a bunch of people around! He hurriedly clenched his fist to his lips, coughed twice, and said, Of course I'll go to the military camp first.

General Yang knows that we are arriving today? Han Zong, who had been staying nearby, finally found himself speaking and asked hurriedly.

It's not very peaceful here at the pass during this period. I brought people out to patrol. Yang Zhao said. I can't say that I'm afraid you might have problems delivering food at this time, so I read it every day.

Ling Qingyu stood on tiptoe and looked at the group of knights behind him. Sure enough, he saw two familiar faces among the knights who had taken off their helmets. He waved and said, Meng Su! Du Ming!

Meng Su Du Ming led Yang Zhao's horse and rode over, smiling and saying: It's good to be in charge.

You take Mr. Han into the camp. Yang Zhao took the reins of the horse, climbed on the horse, and then while Ling Qingyu was still looking for an acquaintance, he picked her up and placed her in front of him, and gave instructions to Meng Su and Du Ming. , then pinched the horse's belly and galloped away.

The other knights wanted to follow, but were blocked by Du Ming, saying: Come on, let's go to Gale Camp first.

Ling Qingyu was shocked at first. There were so many people, so he thought he should pay more attention. Now, is this considered abducted?

The horse was moving very fast, and the cold wind blowing on her face made her face hurt. Just as Ling Qingyu was about to speak, Yang Zhao behind him had already wrapped his cloak around her and wrapped her in his arms.

Ling Qingyu gave up struggling and leaned against the man behind him. The cold wind was blocked by the space enclosed by the man's cloak. Through the iron armor, he could feel how fiercely the heart was beating in the chest behind him.

A fast horse galloped over from outside the camp. Seeing that it was the general's horse, the soldiers quickly removed the fence at the entrance of the camp. As soon as they removed it, the horse rushed in from beside them.

Why is the general alone? Something happened? Li Yan and He Li were passing by the door. Seeing this, Li Yan asked anxiously.

No, He Li stretched out his hand to block Li Yan who was about to chase after him, and said, The master is here.

How do you know? Li Yanqi asked, and then he remembered that the general claimed to go to investigate the military situation every day, but in fact he went around Dai County to see if anyone from the Ling Family Trading Company had arrived. Although the horse just now was fast, it could still be done I saw a person in front of me. It turned out to be that person.

He Li felt a little bitter in his heart and put down his hand that was blocking Li Yan. The old injury on his waist seemed to hurt again.

Yang Zhao jumped off the horse with Ling Qingyu in his arms, and said to the guard at the door: No one is allowed to come in. Then he walked directly through the big tent and entered the inner tent.

After carefully placing Ling Qingyu and sitting down on his narrow military bed, Yang Zhao knelt in front of her, buried his head in her legs, and calmed down his fast-beating heart. It was a real person, she came. Yes, it’s really here.

I looked at the inner tent. It was not big or small, but it was very simple. There was only a bed, a table, a clothes hanger, and a box. There was a brazier placed in the inner tent to make it slightly warmer inside than outside. Some, that is, slightly warmer.

In such simple conditions, they have to stay here for many years. Ling Qingyu had mixed feelings in her heart. She had imagined countless scenarios for them to meet again, and had also planned various responses for herself when facing him. Calm? warm? implicit? reserved? dignified? Observe etiquette? But it seemed like he didn't give himself any time to react.

I was tangled in my heart and turned around countless thoughts, but one sentence came out of my mouth: General Yang.

Yang Zhao raised his head fiercely, his eyes were red, and he looked at her blankly.

I... Ling Qingyu shuddered in her heart and didn't know what to say.

Yang Zhao stood up and gently covered her mouth with his hand to stop anything she had to say, then unbuckled the rope and took off the armor.

He was wearing a full-body armor. Ling Qingyu recognized that this was produced by Zhou Tan. She was having fun and wrote one of their ten names on each piece of armor. At that time, Zhou Tan blew his beard and complained, You write such a good work of mine Such ugly words!

The breastplate, wrist armor, waist armor, and leg armor were all taken off one by one, revealing the white flesh underneath.

Yang Zhao pushed Ling Qingyu back, knelt on the bed between her legs, then unbuckled his belt and took off his white pants.

Ling Qingyu was initially shocked by this posture, but when he saw the golden thing between his legs, his head snapped.

Ling Qingyu stared at the thing blankly. She had imagined their goodbyes countless times and their future relationship. He would become more and more powerful, hold a large army, and look like that. She even thought about it. She wanted to come and persuade him not to do such stupid things like resisting orders. Although she immediately rejected this idea, she did have this idea.

Yang Zhao picked up one of her hands, put it on the thing, and then took out a dagger from under the pillow on the bed. With a shake of his hand, the scabbard fell off, and Yang Zhao pressed the sharp blade against his own On the throat, he whispered: Call me General Yang again. If you dare to call me, I will die for you!

Ling Qingyu's eye circles were also red, and the color of the chastity belt had faded, leaving several marks on the little brother. He thought it had never been taken off.

Zhao... Ling Qingyu sighed softly, how could we bear such a friendship, how could we bear to bear it!

Raising her hand to hold his knife hand and slowly taking it off, Ling Qingyu sighed again: Show...the key!

Putting down the knife, Yang Zhao unbuttoned his shirt and opened the collar on his chest. A jade pendant fell out. Next to the jade pendant was a small golden key.

Taking the key over, Ling Qingyu held his little brother and looked for the lock. He couldn't find it, but the little brother began to grow up and opened the cage a little.

Ling Qingyu's face was a little dark, and he raised his head and said to Yang Zhao: Tell me! Have you shown this to anyone else?

Her voice was fierce, but Yang Zhao's face turned red and he shook his head: No.

After sweating all over, the little brother's pulse was tense. Although the toughness of the gold was good, it was also stretched so tightly that it seemed to be strangled into several pieces. Only then did Ling Qingyu find a place.

As the buckle was untied and the chastity belt was removed, Yang Zhao let out a satisfied moan, leaned forward to find her lips, and pressed her down.

This kiss was a biting and aggrieved, making people's hearts hurt. Ling Qingyu cooperated honestly and took off her clothes.

It was as if this year and a half had not passed, as if they were still together yesterday. They had natural intercourse, and when their bodies combined, they both let out happy sighs.

After not eating meat for a year and a half, Yang Zhao soon became relieved. When he was preparing to fight again, Ling Qingyu saw the blood on his hands.

Wait! Turn around. Ling Qingyu stopped Yang Zhao from asking for sex again, looked at the blood on his palms, and turned him away.

Yang Zhao did not take off his shirt, but there were already several blood stains on his back.

Ling Qingyu took off his shirt, and there were blood stains on the bandages wrapped around him in many places.

It's almost healed. It's no problem. Yang Zhao turned around and wanted to continue to suppress her.

Is it the Eighty-Ting Staff? Ling Qingyu asked as his fingers touched the blood stains.

Well, it's been two months. It's okay. Seeing that she was still looking at the wound, Yang Zhao simply helped her up, sat on him, and then said: You know that I am strong, and there is some pain. , I prefer.”

When he said this, there was a different look on his face, and Ling Qingyu's face turned a little red.

Yang Zhao simply lay down on his own, letting all the scars lie down, then straightened his back, and the little brother who had grown up again started to say hello non-stop.

He now has a beard covering his handsome face, but he has another kind of manly smell, his body is stronger, and the faint smell of blood lingers in his nose, like the highest level of ****, arousing excitement.

So, Ling Qingyu was impulsive.

The result of the impulse was a sea of ​​blood on Yang Zhao's back. When he took off the bandage and saw the bloody patch, Ling Qingyu's heartbroken tears fell.

It's been two months and it hasn't healed. That military doctor of yours is a pig! He scolded while wiping his tears while finding the Jinchuang medicine produced by Shi Fang that he had brought.

Well, I'll consider changing to another one next time. Yang Zhao smiled so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.

After cleaning the wound and finding a new bandage, Ling Qingyu applied medicine and bandage to him in a familiar manner. The area of ​​his injury was actually very large, not only the entire back, but also the buttocks were badly damaged. Thinking that this man was still riding a horse every day with such a serious injury, Ling Qingyu unconsciously slapped him on the butt. He slapped her and said, He's still running around after being injured like this.

Yang Zhao just turned his head to look back at her, with a happy smile on his face, which was even more silly under the background of his beard.

Ling Qingyu turned his head away and asked, Doctors like you really need to change your medicine? Are you changing your medicine every day?

I changed it myself.

I changed it myself, Ling Qingyu was stunned, then moved his head and asked, I changed it myself! This injury is on my back, how can I change it myself!

Yang Zhao made a gesture like taking the medicine bottle and pouring it on his back. Ling Qingyu's face suddenly turned dark. If you change it like this, no wonder you haven't recovered in two months!

You said you can't let others touch me. Yang Zhao's voice was low, with a hint of grievance.

Ling Qingyu was so angry that he was speechless. After a long while, he sighed and said: At this time, you should not remember such words.

I remember everything you said. Yang Zhao said in a low voice, but you must have forgotten my words long ago.

I told you that when I was having sex with you! ! Continuing to move his head, Ling Qingyu said sternly: Yang Zhao! Remember, you are mine, and your body is mine! You must put your life and health first at all times, you know?

Yang Zhao only listened to the first half and was so happy that even Hu Zazi laughed, and simply ignored the rest.

After bandaging, Ling Qingyu said disgustedly: Hurry up and shave this beard, I think it's so unconventional! Such a man's face is crying, shy and coquettish. He can't stand it anymore. Is there any!

When Yang Zhao cleaned up and walked out of the tent with Ling Qingyu like a jade tree in the wind, Han Xie and He Li had already handed over their things clearly and were sitting outside the tent drinking tea.

Yang Zhao was so refreshed that people who knew something about the situation looked at him with contempt. This guy, who is so oblivious to his righteousness, doesn't want to do anything serious. Let's do this first!