Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

The New Year has just passed, and the village near Taihu Lake is still in a festive mood. There is a couplet posted on the door of a small courtyard at the east end of the village. The characters on the couplet are very graceful and powerful.

After looking at the couplet blankly for a while, Ling Qingyu stopped Ye Po's movements and quietly pushed open the courtyard door.

The yard is not big, and only a few houses are surrounded. A violent cough came from the main room, and then a clear and elegant voice said: Is it Uncle Wu? I have already written your handwriting, and I will give it to you.

The door of the room was pushed open with a creak. A man in green covered his mouth and coughed violently. He handed out the scroll in his hand, then raised his head and said: It's urgent. You can use it first. I'll be better in two days. I'll write another copy for you... Before he finished speaking, the scroll in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, and the man's already pale face was completely drained of color.

It's you... Holding the door frame and trying to keep his body steady, many complicated emotions flashed through the man's eyes, and finally they returned to calmness. He looked at Ling Qingyu calmly and said with a faint smile: I don't know what the leader of Ling Da is. What's the point?

I've never been able to figure it out. Ling Qingyu slowly walked into the yard, looked around, then sat down on the stone bench that Ye Po had cleaned with his sleeves, and said, Even if the Gu family knows that there is a man in black. Duan Wenrui's son, and even ordered the killing of Duan Wenrui and the woman in the backyard, but how did he know that it was Shadow Thirteen? Thirteen rarely showed up outside. Even if he was with me, no one knew his name. That servant was How did you know? How did Murong Zhan know?

I told him. The door frame could not support his weak body. Wang Xuanzhi slowly sat down with a wry smile on his lips and said, As soon as the servant told me about his appearance, I knew it was Ying Thirteen. , I remember all the people around you in my mind one by one, and never forget them. I told him, this person is Ying Shisan, he has been with you for many years, he is your confidant, and he is yours. man.

Ling Qingyu's hands clenched into fists, and her nails dug into the palms of her hands. There was a look of anger on her face that even Ninja couldn't help.

Wang Xuanzhi closed his eyes slightly, chuckled, and said in a gentle voice: You killed the entire Wang family, even the women and children. Don't you think I can even take revenge?

Revenge? Ling Qingyu sneered unconsciously and said coldly: If it weren't for Yinfeng's help and Yingjiu not fighting to the death to protect each other, how many people in my Ling family would have died at the hands of your Wang family? The winner and the loser. Is there any innocence? Women and children? You know best what your Miss Wang did, why should I let them go?

Yes, everything you said is right, so, Wang Xuanzhi stood up with strength, staggered a few steps, walked to her, pushed away Ye Po's knife, put his hand on the stone table beside her, and said with a smile : I am also a member of the Wang family. I am the last of the Wang family. You have left a source of trouble. Come on, kill me and you will have your revenge.

After watching him quietly for a long time, Ling Qingyu was about to speak when a man rushed out from the kitchen. He was blocked by Ye Po and fell to the ground. He still got up, knelt and raised his head and shouted: No, this matter has nothing to do with my family. It’s about the young master! The boss! My young master didn’t say that! That Murong Zhan came to deceive the young master. He asked the young master if he knew such a person. He was very handsome, had a pair of very beautiful eyes, and liked to wear black clothes. , the young master just said to himself at that time, saying, beautiful eyes? Ying Shisan? Then Murong Zhan left, and the young master said nothing else!

Although the man kneeling on the ground has grown up, Ling Qingyu still vaguely recognizes this man as the child that Cheng Jia gave to Wang Xuanzhi. He said that the Wang family was unreliable, so he gave one of his children to him and asked him to take it with him. to Chenzhou.

I'm afraid what this boy said is the truth. If Wang Xuanzhi was really an accomplice of Murong Zhan, then he wouldn't have stayed in this poor village for so many years and made a living by selling calligraphy. The number one scholar who was worth a fortune at that time is now a single calligrapher. One hundred copper plates.

Cheng Jia told me back then, and Yinfeng also told me a few days ago, Wang Xuanzhi, you didn't say a word about what happened in Lingjia Village back then. I accept this sentiment and will send you back to Bianjing. If you are willing, , you can come out to do things, if you don’t want to, just treat it as the reward for me buying so many calligraphy and paintings from you back then, and you can live peacefully.

The row of carriages gradually moved away, and several men in black stood outside the yard, waiting for them to pack their things. Tong'er knelt down a few steps, lifted up Wang Xuanzhi, who was so limp on the ground, and whispered: Master, why don't you follow me? Tell the truth, head? Why don't you tell her that you never told Murong Zhan about her situation, and that's why you were forced to come to this place?

Wang Xuanzhi shook his head, stood up holding on to the stone table, and said, What is there to say? I am a member of the Wang family, and she is a mortal enemy. There is nothing else to say...

In February, Ye Shiyi's troops came to the city of Hangzhou and surrounded them but refused to attack.

In March, Cai Jingfang and others who were held as hostages in the prison by Zhao Pu were rescued, and at the same time they killed the legitimate son and daughter of the Zhao family.

In April, the defenders of Hangzhou killed Zhao Pu and surrendered.

In May, Ling Qingyu He Li went to Quanzhou in person and had a secret talk with Fan Ye, the transfer envoy of Fujian Road.

In Quanzhou in May, the weather is already hot, but the sea breeze brings a little coolness.

Ling Qingyu felt very emotional while supporting He Li as he walked along the seawall.

He Li stopped and wiped the sweat from her forehead with his sleeve. He pointed to the embankment on one side and said, At that time, I was there. You walked past here with a look on your face as if you had picked up money. The smile was a stupid smile. Well, it was a pure and innocent smile. Although you sympathized with us at the time, you didn’t want to cause trouble. I was right. Well, you were very kind-hearted. In the end, you returned and bought us. , He smiled and dodged Ling Qingyu's tickling hand again. He Li hugged her and said with a smile: Qingyu, at that time, I thought, this is a good woman. If I marry her, I will love her for the rest of my life. She loves her.”

Ling Qingyu calmed down, put her arms around his waist, and laid her head in his arms. His attacks have become more and more frequent, but as long as no one is around, he will not take medicine no matter how painful it is, but will bear it by himself. Ling Qingyu is very clear about the pain of late-stage cancer. In modern times, even if he relies on Many people cannot tolerate narcotics. At first, when he had an attack, he would find excuses to ask her to leave. However, when she came back early and heard his suppressed **** outside the door, she couldn't bear it anymore and rushed in, and she was no longer willing. Leaving his side, I would rather hold him and suffer with him than let him endure the pain alone.

Qingyu, this life is too short... Halfway through, He Li smiled and endured the rest of the words. In the next life, she probably still wants to be with Yan San.

He Li, Ling Qingyu raised his head, looked at his face that was still handsome and mature even though he was much thinner, and said, Let's get married.

He Li was shocked, surprise flashed across his face, then calmed down, smiling and shaking his head.

Why? You don't want to marry me? Ling Qingyu pinched him unconsciously and said angrily.

No, He Li hugged her tightly, lowered his head and kissed her pouty mouth, and said, We don't need that false reputation, Qingyu, I won't live long... If we kiss, I will die. , there are people who say anything, and all kinds of speculations will come out. The world has just settled and is not yet stable, so there is no need to leave her with uneasy factors.

Smiling slightly, He Li kissed her cheek again and said, After you ascend the throne, if you want to pursue your husband, how about you count me in?

Burying her head into his still generous and reassuring chest, Ling Qingyu's tears fell quietly. This person said he was selfish, but he was not thinking about himself. Even if it was against Yang Zhao's wishes, , even if he blocked it at that time, there was no way he could stop himself who was full of revenge. If he didn't do it, he would take Yan Qi and the others away. Rather than doing that, it would be better for him to take the blame...