After the violent wolf lord was reborn, he became sickly!

At noon, Xiao Linglang continued to review the text that Tuoba Jin had taught her yesterday in the house.

Xiao Linglang held the pen and put the full page of paper aside. Her mother and brother Chang Bei certainly had not thought that she would be so diligent now.

It’s all that damn Tuoba Jin’s fault!

o(一︿一+)o

Xiao Linglang looked out the window, slightly dazed.

I don’t know if mother and brother Chang Bei have looked for her. They won’t... want her anymore, right?

Lin'an East Street in Southern Liang.

When the handsome young man heard what the haggard woman in front of him said, he staggered, but fortunately he was supported by the servant behind him and did not fall.

"Impossible...Impossible..." He took a step forward excitedly, his fair face flushed with excitement. "Is Aunt Xiao deceiving Wenxuan? Is it because I came back late and failed to give Linglang a coming-of-age ceremony? Is Linglang angry and doesn't want to see...see me? Linglang...how could she..."

He spoke incoherently and looked at Yang Qingwan excitedly.

Yang Qingwan looked calm, and she looked at the young man in front of her calmly, "Mr. Chang must have been to the Xiao Mansion. How could I use my daughter's life to deceive you?"

Chang Hui's throat was blocked. Thinking of the Xiao Mansion where he came from, it was so desolate and dilapidated, and his blood rushed to his head instantly.

"Linglang Courtyard has the most flowers, plants, fruits and trees, and is covered with silk and brocade, so it is also where the fire was the biggest."

His body staggered, his shoulders trembled involuntarily, and a mouthful of fishy and sweet taste gushed out. Chang Hui's eyes went dark, and his body slowly went limp.

Linglang... Linglang is most afraid of pain.

"Propaganda!"

"Master!"

Yang Qingwan's face turned pale instantly. She was so shocked that she was stunned for a moment. She quickly squatted down to help the unconscious Chang Hui. She turned to Xiao Yuanzhi and said, "Yuanzhi, hurry up, go call the doctor."

"Okay." Xiao Yuanzhi wiped her tears and ran out of the yard.

Yuan Song hid in the dark and waited until the doctor finished his consultation before leaving.

In the inn, a woman wearing an extravagant dress, with a distinguished temperament and a beautiful figure, was sitting elegantly by the window drinking tea.

Until the man opposite finished speaking, a crack appeared on Qingya's face. She clenched the teacup tightly, raised her eyebrows and smiled through gritted teeth.

"What did you say!"

Yuan Song bowed his hands, lowered his head and replied, "Your Highness, the princess, Chang Zhuangyuan was too sad, his blood rushed to his heart, and he fainted."

"Too much sadness! The qi and blood attack the heart!" Guangning smiled and repeated these two words.

"boom!"

With a sound of porcelain cup breaking, Guangning's face was like the dark clouds before a storm. His eyebrows were tightly twisted together, forming deep grooves. His eyes were wide open with flashes of anger in his eyes. His hands were clenched into fists, and he was completely furious.

She frowned and opened her eyes, and said angrily, "He is so affectionate to a girl who has just come of age. She is just a lowly woman, so she is dead. This princess is so beautiful, how can she be inferior to that little girl who is still wet behind the ears? He refused the marriage granted by my father, and even turned around to come back and ask to marry that girl. I thought he was taking a shortcut to win the favor of my father, but I didn't expect that he really had feelings for that girl!"

Yuan Song listened silently, with his head down.

Guangning laughed a few times, and then the laughter stopped abruptly.

"I saved him and fell in love with him. It was a blessing from his ancestors for eight lifetimes. How dare he humiliate me like this? How can I let him do what he wants!"

She put away her ferocious expression, took out a bronze mirror and touched her face, then asked in a tender voice, "Yuan Song, is that bitch as beautiful as me?"

Yuan Song lowered his head, curled the corners of his lips, and replied sarcastically: "How can a small merchant be compared with a princess as rich and powerful as you?"

Guangning smiled with satisfaction, his expression suddenly changed again, "So, what does the prince consort like about her? She's such a seductress at such a young age!"

Yuan Song raised his eyelids and tried to calm the angry man, saying, "Perhaps the Prince Consort grew up with her and has never had contact with anyone else."

Yuan Song's words made Guang Ning bend his lips in relief, and put his arms on the table, "General Yuan is right, the prince consort is shy and dull."

She waved her hand to put down the teacup, twisted her waist and stood up, and the armbands on her arms jingled.

"Hey~ Let me go and see how heartbroken my future consort is." She pursed her lips in a smug smile, her expression flamboyant, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, pity his beloved little childhood sweetheart, and now I don't know which barbarian is spoiling her~"

……

The sunlight shone through the diamond-shaped pattern on the window lattice and fell onto the paper. Xiao Linglang blinked, lowered her eyelids, and withdrew her wandering thoughts.

Chang Hui's portrait appeared on the yellowed paper at some point. Xiao Linglang stretched out her fingertips to depict it bit by bit, and her eyes gradually turned red.

I thought that the time he went to Beijing would be the longest time they would be apart, but now it seems like fate has played tricks on us.

"Where's the queen?"

There was a shrill sound coming from outside the room.

Xiao Linglang hurriedly tore the painting into pieces, crumpled up a few pieces of paper and threw them into the trash can, rubbed her face, and hurried out.

"Wolf Lord? Why are you here?"

Tuoba Jin stood in front of the door with his hands behind his back, his gaze fell on her eyes, and he gently rubbed them with his fingertips.

The little girl stood in front of him, her head tilted up, staring at him without blinking, her nostrils flaring slightly, and she looked in a hurry as if she had done something bad.

Tuoba Jin stretched out his right hand and gently stroked Xiao Linglang's face. He bent down and asked instead of answering, "Why are your eyes red?"

Xiao Linglang stretched out her wrapped hands and whispered with a nasal tone, "My hands hurt."

Tuoba Jin's eyes fell on her plump and rosy fingertips, and a helpless yet doting smile appeared on his lips, "I won't laugh at you."

"You're laughing now!" Xiao Linglang glanced at him lightly and muttered angrily.

Tuoba Jin's brows relaxed, he chuckled, gently lifted her hand to take a closer look, and gave her a meaningful look, "Some things should be used on you as soon as possible, so that you won't be in too much pain later."

Xiao Linglang felt creepy when he looked at her. His eyes were explicit and presumptuous, and his tone of voice was caring, but she always felt that he was saying something not so good.

"What?" she asked puzzledly.

"It's good for your health and has a nourishing effect." Tuoba Jin took Jiaoren's hand and said, "Let's go to dinner. Qinghan said you've been practicing calligraphy in your room?"

Xiao Linglang didn't ask any more questions about taking care of her body. She nodded slightly to his question.

"Lord Wolf, are you here to have lunch with me?" Doesn't he have any other concubines? Didn't he say he wouldn't come during the day? Xiao Linglang felt a little upset and looked cold in her heart.

"Isn't it that Linglang doesn't have me to accompany her, so she doesn't need food?"

Xiao Linglang was speechless for a moment, regretting again that she had spoken too quickly.

He forced a smile.

Tuoba Jin didn't care whether it was false or not. As long as he could make her fall in love with him once, he could make her fall in love with him a second time.

His eyes swept over the little girl who was secretly depressed, and he smiled. She was young, how could she distinguish love at the beginning.

Xiao Linglang finished her lunch in a depressed mood. Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, something even more depressing came.

"Linglang, it's boring to practice calligraphy here alone. Why don't you come with me to the Qinzheng Palace? I'll handle the government affairs while you practice calligraphy by my side."

"That's not a good idea...I..." she refused.

"I know you won't disturb me." Tuoba Jin smiled faintly.

Xiao Linglang bit her lip. She didn't want to disturb him, but she wanted to bite him!