Princess Jian Guo gl

After hearing what Fu Ling said, I couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

How can I have such a virtue to make such a beautiful person pay my love and loyalty.

My lover is lying next to me at this moment, and I can kiss him as soon as I turn around.My lover is sleeping with me at the moment, and her steady breath keeps stirring my heartstrings.

I looked at her sideways, and my Ling had a pair of deep and quiet eyes, a brow bone carefully drawn by an artist, a slightly raised pink lip and a shallow dimple.

Her sleeping face is beautiful, her cheeks are as soft as a baby's when she is asleep, and her pink lips make people want to bite on them.

I leaned forward slightly, and pressed my lips lightly to hers.The tip of her eyebrows moved slightly, her eyes were not open, and the tip of her tongue licked me in reverse, then pulled me closer to her arms, rubbing my hair, her sleepy voice was hoarse and pleasant.

She said, "Nan Qingliu, you secretly kissed me again, just like before."

I smirked: "I don't have one."

My Ling smiled lowly: "You don't admit it again, it's the same as before."

I protested: "My General Fu, you must talk about evidence. You can't wrong people without evidence."

Her black eyelashes trembled slightly, she slowly opened her eyes, raised her lips and smiled slightly: "Okay, then I will tell you the evidence."

***

school.

The master knocked on the ruler and yelled several times before the school quieted down. The master walked to the middle of the table and said slowly: "Tomorrow and the next two days, I will go to Jiangyuan Mountain to collect wind. Is there anyone who can't go?"

When they heard that they could go out to play without going to class, everyone was very excited, especially Nan Qingliu, who was sitting in the first row, immediately jumped up to celebrate.Being pushed back to the seat by the master, Xing Zhen disapproved and looked at his unrighteous younger sister: "You listen to the master before making trouble."

"Okay." Nan Qingliu sat down obediently, aggrieved.

The master looked around and saw that no one said that he could not go, so he continued: "Tomorrow, you are not allowed to bring family members with you. Two people will take care of each other, and return to the base camp before dusk to hand in the project. Next, I will start grouping."

"His Royal Highness Yiyuan is with me."

……

"Xingzhen and Lijin are in a group."

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"Yun Luo and Quan Yi are in a group."

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"Zi Ming and Mu Chen..."

Wei Ziming yelled: "Master, I want to be with Fu Ling! Who knows if there are any birds and beasts in the mountains? It's too dangerous. Fu Ling's martial arts can protect me!"

As soon as the words fell, before the master had time to say anything, Nan Qingliu slapped the table and said, "Hey! You idiot! Fu Ling is going to be with me! You just stay and go!"

The master was taken aback by Nan Qingliu's roar, and his beard flew up in anger: "Nan Qingliu, please stay aside for me, and next time you talk nonsense, you will go back to your majesty and you don't have to come to school."

Nan Qingliu went out to stand for punishment.

Before Wei Ziming could sneer, he saw a sharp ruler flying towards him: "Wei Ziming, do you think you can run? Get out and stand!"

Wei Ziming also stood out with a mournful face.

Before Nan Qing left the school, she ran up to Fu Ling and begged, "A-Ling choose me, choose me!" As she spoke, she was carried out by the collar by the back of the master.

Fu Ling was used to the chaotic situation in the school for a long time, so she found the copybook unmoved, dipped in the ink and prepared to practice calligraphy to cultivate her sentiment.

Among the students in the school, the master admired Fu Ling the most. Although she was the youngest, she was the most mature and stable, and she made the fastest progress in both schoolwork and riding and archery.Except for the crying nose that was always bullied by the eldest princess when he was a child, he can be said to be a good boy who is excellent in all aspects.

The master asked Fu Ling in a gentle voice: "Who does Ah Ling want to be with?"

Fu Ling had the final say in her mind, all the people who should be grouped were grouped, and there was no one for her to choose, just go with Nan Qingliu, she talked a lot, so we wouldn't be afraid of being lonely together.

Fu Ling said softly: "But according to the master's order." He dipped the ink again, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to pick up the pen to write.

The master nodded and said: "Okay, then you can stay with Miss Ye Yuqing, I can rest assured that she will be handed over to you when she just started school. Nan Qingliu will go to Yunluo's group to squeeze together."

Fu Ling paused, and a huge drop of ink fell down, rippling and scattering on the rice paper.

Fu Ling said calmly: "Master, Miss Ye has always been weak, I'm afraid it's..."

The master thought that Fu Ling was worried about Ye Yuqing's health, so he hurriedly said: "It's nothing, Miss Ye is much better, you don't have to worry about her."

Fu Ling stopped talking, but another drop of ink dripped from the tip of the pen, and the rice paper was even more dirty.

Seeing that Fu Ling and An Yunluo didn't object, the master thought they were all satisfied with the assignment, so he said it was time to leave school.

After school, Nan Qingliu rushed in - she also heard the assignment outside.Nan Qingliu questioned Fu Ling: "Are you so unwilling to be with me? The master asked you to be in the same group as Ye Yuqing, so you can laugh out loud!"

Fu Ling glanced at Nan Qingliu expressionlessly: "Where did you see me laughing?"

Nan Qingliu was furious: "You laughed in your heart!"

It's much rarer for Fu Ling to say something to Nan Qingliu: "I didn't laugh."

"You just laughed!"

Unreasonable.Fu Ling stopped talking again and changed to a piece of rice paper.

Nan Qing Liuqi said: "You still use calligraphy to cover up your inner joy, Fu Ling, you really know how to pretend! Come on, whoever you like to be in a group with, it's better for me to be in a group with Yunluo, we're in a group The three of us are even more lively!"

After he finished speaking, he walked away.

Fu Ling froze without moving, and the ink in her hand fell off again.She sighed, ready to change the paper again.Turning his head, he saw An Yunluo, who was in the same seat, was looking at her meaningfully with his chin in his hands.

Fu Ling was so angry that she expressed her impatience to her classmates for the first time: "What are you looking at?"

An Yunluo smiled: "It's nothing, do you want to write this word again, it has stained a few sheets of paper."

Fu Ling lowered her head to open the copybook, turned a page, then another page, and another page, but never wrote.Taking a breath, he dropped the pen and left the school without taking the book.

bother.

In the early morning of the second day, all the students gathered outside the school, and boarded the carriage in order according to the group.

Nan Qingliu held her grudge, and when she saw Fu Ling, she didn't even say hello, she held An Yunluo's arm and said affectionately: "Let's go, Yunluo, I brought delicious snacks, I won't give them to anyone, I'll give them to you eat."

Fu Ling kicked the stone under his feet expressionlessly.

Ye Yuqing walked over gracefully, and made a humble salute, "Hello, Miss A Ling."

"Hi, Miss Ye." Fu Ling returned the greeting with a sincere heart.

The two got into the car.

Seeing that Fu Ling was carrying a bulging package besides the basic luggage, Ye Yuqing couldn't help asking, "What is this? A snack?"

Fu Ling stiffened her neck and said, "No."

After speaking, he opened the curtain to get some air, but he saw that the carriage and horses driving in parallel was the one that Nan Qingliu was in. Through two walls, he could hear Nan Qingliu's dying laugh.

What a vulgar laugh.

Fu Ling dropped the curtain and lay back in the car.

Ye Yuqing also saw it, and he didn't know whether it was on purpose or not, so he said, "I'm also very quiet, and I don't want to hear any noise."

Fu Ling didn't speak.

Ye Yuqing said again: "I heard that Miss A-Ling is fond of calligraphy and has a lot of copybooks in her home. In this regard, Miss A-Ling and I are on good terms."

Fu Ling: "Oh."

Ye Yuqing felt tired after saying these few words, so he said weakly, "I have to rest."

Fu Ling: "..."

When Ye Yuqing was resting, Fu Ling felt that she didn't know if she was delusional, but she heard the laughter from the annoying carriage next door more and more clearly. She even heard Nan Qingliu telling them about Liangshan heroes. s story.

Well, Nan Qingliu's academic performance is not good, but she has a partial talent in storytelling.

Nan Qingliu's voice faltered when she told the story, leaving enough suspense that she couldn't help listening to it.

It was about Lu Zhishen fighting for Jin Cuilian, and went to the market to find Zheng Tu and confront him...

Next came the classic Duan Lu Zhishen punching Guanxi. Fu Ling sat up a little nervously, leaning against the wall and listening intently to what someone next door had to say.

As a result, at this moment, the road conditions narrowed, and the two carriages could no longer drive side by side, so the carriage on Nanqingliu's side moved forward, and the carriage on Fu Ling's side followed.With such a stagger, Fu Ling will never hear the next story.

Even Ye Yuqing could feel the unhappiness on Fu Ling's face.

Ye Yuqing asked weakly: "Could it be that Miss A Ling is also dizzy and stuffy when riding in a carriage like me?"

Fu Ling: "...No."

I didn't like this sick lady very much at first, but now that she is in a bad mood, I don't like to see her anymore.With a flash of light in her eyes, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Fu Ling's lips.

"Miss Ye." Leaning closer.

Ye Yuqing knew that Fu Ling was cold-tempered and didn't like to socialize with others. She was a veritable ice beauty. She had no illusions about communicating with her, but now seeing Fu Ling approaching her, she couldn't help but feel a little lost.

"Yes."

Fu Ling said: "When I was learning martial arts, my master once told me that there is an acupuncture point that can prevent dizziness and shortness of breath. Do you want to try it?"

Ye Yuqing was overjoyed when he heard the words: "It's just right. Ms. A Ling teach me quickly."

Fu Ling finished cross-legged, and pointed to the position two inches away from her left abdomen: "There is an acupuncture point here, if you press it hard a few times, it should be fine."

Ye Yuqing immediately imitated Fu Ling and sat cross-legged after hearing the words, found the same position, and pressed down hard.

If you don't press this acupuncture point, you will feel pain when you press it down.A gust of air rushed down the belly quickly.

Hearing a "poof", some gas came out from under Ye Yuqing's body.

Ye Yuqing's face turned red. It's embarrassing for a lady to fart, let alone in front of this person.But before she had time to apologize, she felt that the cramping in her abdomen was getting worse, and it even made her feel like she wanted to go to the toilet.

Fu Ling looked surprised: "Miss Ye probably pressed the wrong acupuncture point. I just forgot to mention that there is a diarrhea point next to the anti-dizziness point. Press once for one day, and twice for two days."

Ye Yuqing's face turned pale with fright: "I just pressed it three times!"

Fu Ling was concerned: "Then you are going to have a stomachache for three days, what should you do?"

What can I do, I can only go back and have diarrhea!

Ye Yuqing called to stop the coachman, quickly climbed down from the carriage, and rushed back to his mansion.

When the master came to ask, Fu Ling sighed, and said worriedly: "Miss Ye has a bad stomach, I'm afraid she won't be able to keep up with us."

The master also sighed when he heard the words.

Fu Ling said sadly again: "Miss Ye is back, there is no one in Ah Ling's group, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish my homework, Ah Ling has no choice but to go back."

How can the master be willing to let this precious student go back, and immediately said: "Why is there no one, Nanqing came here, she was the one who was redundant."

Then, with Fu Ling's reluctance on his face, Nan Qingliu was dragged into the carriage in a daze.

Nan Qingliu still remembered his grudge, and made a gesture to jump off the car.

But suddenly she saw that Fu Ling, whom she hates now, was hiding a small package evasively.

"take it out!"

Fu Ling didn't take it.

"You take it out!"

Fu Ling didn't take it yet.

Nan Qingliu rushed forward to grab it.

Fu Ling struggled symbolically twice, and the package was snatched by Nan Qingliu.

Nan Qingliu opened and shouted in surprise: "Ah, Furong Cake!"

Fu Ling wanted to grab it again: "It's not for you, give it back to me!"

Nan Qingliu swallowed one in one gulp: "Give it back to you? In the next life! These are all mine, hum!"

"Not for you!"

Nan Qingliu swallowed another one: "I'll eat it! I'll eat it all!"

"Cut." Fu shrank back on the couch, closed his eyes to hide his smiling pupils, and hummed seemingly inadvertently, "So, how did Lu Zhishen beat Guanxi..."