Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Before Ling Qingyu's things were completely packed, and she had just finished taking a shower and sitting on the bed, letting Yan San wipe her hair, Yang Zhao had already rushed through the door.

So fast? Ling Qingyu was stunned, did your messenger fly over?

Yang Zhao wanted to hug her, but when he came to her, he took two steps back, looked at himself covered in dust, and said, I'll take a shower too.

We met the messenger on the road, so we came directly. He Li said standing outside the door.

He Li, help me ask, is there any more boiled fish? Ling Qingyu asked as he poked his head.

Okay. He Li responded and turned around to go out.

Doctor Shi wants to meet the doctor who set my bones last time. I'll send him there. Yan San said, putting down the towel.

Come back as soon as you deliver it. Those two people will never do anything good together. Ling Qingyu lowered his eyes slightly and said.

Yeah. Yan San responded, paused for a moment, still said nothing, closed the door and went out.

When Yang Zhao returned to the house, Ling Qingyu was climbing on the bed and took a map to circle some points. He walked over and hugged her, asking: What are you doing?

I'm looking for loopholes in the Wang family. He's greedy for my land in Huai'an. I have to let him bleed some. Ling Qingyu replied.

Qing Yu, Prime Minister Dong has been sending people to look for me, why don't I... Yang Zhao licked her hair and whispered.

Ling Qingyu interrupted him directly and said angrily: No, even if you agree to Prime Minister Dong, then Prime Minister Dong will believe you. The best guarantee is marriage. If you want to marry another woman, I will leave right now. Saying that, he was about to stand up.

Qingyu! Yang Zhao hugged her and said anxiously: When did I say that I wanted to marry another woman? Do I have to show you my heart before you believe me?

Ling Qingyu felt an inexplicable soreness in his heart. He had been feeling aggrieved these days, as if the nameless fire in his heart had accumulated to the extreme, and what he saw on the way in made the fire change its nature.

I'm just making trouble with you unreasonably! What? Although he knew in his heart that it was wrong to get angry like this and that he should ask clearly first, Ling Qingyu still couldn't help but said.

You can do whatever you want. As long as you can calm down, anything is fine. Yang Zhao hugged her, lowered his head and kissed her.

Ling Qingyu opened his mouth and bit back. Yang Zhao was bitten painfully, but he didn't struggle and lay down with her on top.

When he opened his clothes, his strong and sexy body was revealed in front of his eyes. Leaning down, Ling Qingyu kissed and bit the body with a feeling of venting, igniting the desire all the way.

When she bit the red dogwood, Yang Zhao unconsciously made a sound. Ling Qingyu raised her body, fiddled with the dogwood on her left chest, and then pressed it on her chest.

Zhao, the heart of his subordinate was beating strongly, Ling Qingyu said slowly: It doesn't matter if the field is taken away, it doesn't matter if the money is gone, I can earn all these back, if you want to leave, tell me straight, I won't Stop it, but I don’t want to be the last one to know.” When I walked into Dai County, I heard people talking about it. General Yang wanted to marry Zhang Jianjun’s daughter as his concubine, and the marriage with the Dong family was also under discussion. Ling Qingyu said to himself, don't believe it. It's only been a month. It's impossible for Yang Zhao to do such a thing, but just now he talked about the Dong family, and the tank of gas exploded.

Qingyu, Yang Zhao closed his eyes and smiled sadly: If you don't believe me, why not kill me now, which is worse than making my life worse than death.

Aren't you going to marry that Miss Zhang family? Ling Qingyu asked after letting go of his hand.

There is only one person I want to get married to, Yang Zhao looked at her and said, Half a month ago, I asked people to start cleaning this yard, and the Zhang family spread rumors, thinking they wanted to use this to force me to admit it. Qingyu, please Believe me, even if you cooperate with Prime Minister Dong, you will never use the marriage model. Besides, I will listen to you whether you want to cooperate with Prime Minister Dong or not.

Just rumors? Ling Qingyu blushed and asked awkwardly.

Are you...jealous? After staying for a while, Yang Zhao raised his hand and touched her face, asking with some surprise.

Ling Qingyu became even more depressed and turned his head to the side, yes! You are right, I am very jealous!

Yang Zhao was stunned for a moment, then the smile spread from the corner of his mouth to the rest of his face, and finally his smile turned into a flower and said: Qingyu, I'm so happy! The first time he heard this rumor, Ling Qingyu was She just backed away and walked away. When she heard it again, she just smiled and didn't care. Now she is actually jealous! Yang Zhao felt so sweet in his heart.

You're still laughing! The consequences of making me jealous will be very serious! Ling Qingyu said fiercely. She only gets jealous if she really cares. She doesn’t have much sense of belonging to this world. When people come and go, she also repeatedly warns herself to guard her heart. When things are good, she will do her best. Once she breaks up, don’t force it, so for Yang She had always been a bystander to those rumors about Zhao. If you are ruthless, I will give up. But today, when the nameless anger and jealousy started to rise, she realized that she could no longer escape. Whether it is Yan San or Yang Zhao, they have already lived in their hearts. Whenever they think of him leaving, they feel throbbing pain.

It's Zhao's fault, please punish me master. Yang Zhao said with a smile.

Are you ****ing me? Ling Qingyu lowered his head and bit the two little grapes again.

Uh... Qingyu... focus... focus again... Yang Zhao grabbed the sheets with both hands and cried out softly.

Ling Qingyu sucked and bit him hard, causing bright flowers to bloom on the wheat-colored skin.

Ah... Qingyu... below... below... His body was stirred up like a prairie fire, and Yang Zhao unconsciously arched his body slightly and shouted.

Here? Ling Qingyu smiled, brushed the little brother who was restrained by the chastity belt and had several bulges, and then said with a smile: No, it's punishment time now.

He asked Yang Zhao to turn over and tied his hands behind his back with a belt. Ling Qingyu poked his waist with his finger and licked it with his tongue. Yang Zhao's body froze, and then the front became more swollen.

The waist and eyes were the most sensitive part of Yang Zhao. When Ling Qingyu bit down hard from his tongue to his teeth, Yang Zhao's body arched up and he trembled slightly, with cum overflowing from his mouth and he shouted: Qingyu...Qingyu...

What do you want me to do? Ling Qingyu asked mischievously.

It hurts more...Qingyu...let Zhao hurt more... Yang Zhao buried his head in the pillow and cried out in a low voice.

Ling Qingyu leaned behind his ear and chuckled: Zhao, you can't do this. What if you get injured on the battlefield?

Yang Zhao turned his head, touched her lips, his face turned red, and he whispered: You know clearly, Zhao can only feel what you give. As long as it is what you give, pain is the same for me. Ultimate joy.

Ling Qingyu was unconsciously moved, loosened his hands, reached forward and freed the little brother who had been restrained to the extreme.

When he buried his little brother in the warmth, Yang Zhao let out a long sigh of satisfaction and whispered in Ling Qingyu's ear: Qingyu, everything Zhao belongs to you. If you don't want it any more, don't do it. Abandon me, take my life, and let me die in your hands, that is Yang Zhao's greatest happiness.

The love words whispered in the ear make the body more sensitive and passionate, and after a fierce battle, it becomes sore and weak.

Dinner was brought to the room. Yan San just poked his head at the door, then went out and jumped onto the roof to watch the stars with Ying Shisan.

Third Master. After a moment of silence, Ying Shisan called out cautiously.

Huh? Yan San responded with his hands on the back of his head, lying very leisurely on the roof.

Is there any way I can close my ears? Ying Thirteen asked angrily. The job of personal guard is really difficult!

Just get used to it. Yan San closed his eyes and said.

You don't care? Ying Shisan asked with a grimace. Can this kind of thing just be a habit?

I have more days than him, so it's his turn to care. Yan San said calmly.

Okay, Third Master, you are too strong! Can I ask for a change of position? Ying Shisan thought with tears streaming down his face.

Thirteen, go find out where the rumors about the Zhang family came from. Upon hearing Yan San's words, Ying Thirteen immediately jumped up, said hello, and ran out.

Yan San sat up and touched the ring on his finger. Looking down from the roof, he could see the people in the window eating fish together affectionately. Do you care? It's impossible not to care at all, but now that you've chosen this path, there's nothing to care about.

Is this written by that young lady? Ling Qingyu asked speechlessly as he looked at the poems on the handkerchief on the table.

Yes, the Miss Zhang family is going to tell her father that this was given to her by General Yang in front of General Yang and Magistrate Zhang tomorrow, Ying Thirteen replied. When the Miss Zhang family talked to the woman who seemed to be her own mother, her face was full of pride.

Ling Qingyu raised his head and looked at Yang Zhao, who was already looking like a scapegoat, and said, This young lady is really desperate. Come on, Zhao, can you write a few words for me and see if the handwriting is the same?

They are 60-70% similar. It seems that the young lady has put in a lot of hard work. He Li held his hands and smiled beside him.

Thirteen, have you brought out the other poems and other manuscripts in her room? Ling Qingyu asked, holding her chin.

Yes. Ying Thirteen took out a pile of paper from his sleeves and arms.

You didn't take anything else, did you? Ling Qingyu looked him over. Entering someone's boudoir was like entering a deserted place. Assassins are more powerful than thieves!

What do you want to take? She doesn't have anything valuable. Ying Shisan asked in confusion.

After flipping through the pile of poems, Ling Qingyu said, It would be best to have something that you can tell is hers at a glance, such as a hairpin or a handkerchief with her name on it.

This is easy to handle, I'll go there again. Before he finished speaking, Ying Shisan wandered out.

What are you going to do? He Lixiao asked.

Treat others in their own way. Ling Qingyu picked out a few of the poems and said, Since she wants others to give her things so much, she will have them given to her. You can find someone in the city. Scoundrel, want the worst kind.

Seeing the three of them looking at her in confusion, Ling Qingyu said, Miss Zhang gave him her personal belongings and love poems, why shouldn't he show them everywhere?

The three of them were silent for a moment, and He Li said: Master, you are so awesome.