Mosquito Incense Heroine[Quick Transmigration]

To be Ling Yu's queen...

This doesn't make sense.

Both the minister and His Royal Highness are women.

In order to continue the heirs, His Highness should be Li Fengjun.

Your Highness may not be able to convince the public so much.

Lin Qi was full of objections, but in the end, there was only one word that came out of her mouth.

I saw that Lin Qi's ears were slightly hot, she turned her head away, her eyes wandered to one side, but she nodded in a subtle way, and said in a low voice, "Okay..."

Ling Yu's pupils trembled, and her heart jumped heavily.

This is... promise?

Ling Yu stared at Lin Qi uncontrollably.

From Lin Qi's face, Ling Yu could read shyness, anger, and embarrassment, but there was no reluctance to be forced.

Not only was there no reluctance, but even a little bit of joy that Ling Yu suspected was his own illusion.

Ling Yu finally confirmed that Lin Qi was really willing to be her queen.

In an instant, the excitement and joy that had never been experienced even when he received the imperial decree to be crowned prince surged from the bottom of his heart and flowed through his whole body.

Under such excitement and joy, Ling Yu instinctively wanted to do something to express his emotions.

So she did one thing.

He lowered his head slightly, his lips and teeth intertwined.

During the time when he was leading the army and getting along with Lin Qi, Ling Yu didn't know how many times he inadvertently looked back and looked at Lin Qi's lips in a daze, thinking in his heart, if he could have a taste of it, what would it be like? Fascinating.

Now, as she wished, as expected, Ling Yu couldn't help but sigh inwardly, it was as soft and sweet as she imagined, no, it was even more beautiful than imagined.

At this time, Lin Qi, who seemed to be passively accepting, suddenly smiled.

Her neck slightly leaned back for half a minute, separated from Ling Yu.

"Your Highness, don't you think that as long as the lips are pressed together, it will be fine?"

Ling Yu's ears were slightly red: "Of course I know, it's just...just..."

Just don't dare to do more all at once.

Lin Qi smiled and added to Ling Yu's unfinished part in her heart.

She so straightforwardly asked herself to be her queen, but when kissing, she only dared to probe cautiously.

For such a highness, Lin Qi somehow came up with a very suitable word to describe her in his mind.

The milk is fierce and the milk is fierce.

Why didn't I realize before that my Highness is so cute.

But it's not too late to find out now.

Although there are still worries in my heart about the completion of my mission and leaving this world, it is a long-term consideration, and it is not something that should be considered in the current ambiguous atmosphere.

"Your Highness is unfamiliar, let the minister teach His Highness."

Lin Qi proactively stretched out her hand, wrapping around Ling Yu's neck, raised her head slightly, and touched Ling Yu's lips and teeth again.

It's just that it's different from the previous tentative touch, Ling Yu only felt something soft and warm penetrated into it, entangled with himself.

This is much more intimate than before, something Ling Yu kept thinking about but didn't dare to do immediately.

But Lin Qi started by himself, and what follows is not something that Lin Qi can lead.

During the kiss, Lin Qi somehow touched the hairpin on Ling Yu's head.

With a ding sound, the hairpin was pulled to the ground, and Ling Yu's crow hair fell behind him.

The imperial concubine was wearing a white middle coat, the untied belt made the white clothes unspeakably uneven, and the raven hair hanging behind her gave a sense of indulgence, all of which came into Lin Qi's eyes.

It is night now, late at night.

There is silence outside the house, only the crescent moon is in the sky, sprinkled with silver light like gauze.

Everything seems to be able to bring people into a dream, making Lin Qi a little confused whether it is in a dream or in reality.

Feeling half asleep and half awake, Lin Qi slightly pushed Ling Yu away with his limp arms.

Then, he tore off the hairpin from his head.

"Your Highness..." the voice was low.

Such a hint, how could Ling Yu not understand.

Her Royal Highness hugged the queen she had identified, and asked in a slightly hoarse voice:

"Qing... are you really willing? You won't... regret it?"

Ling Yu said the word regret, lightly and quickly, as if he was afraid of being heard by Lin Qi, so he really regretted not wanting to continue.

On the surface, it seems that this is the case, but in reality it is hypocritical, cowardly and worried.

It can be seen that the word milk is fierce.

It's all at this point, how could Lin Qi regret it now, if she regretted that she wouldn't take off her hairpin in the first place and give Ling Yu a hint.

She chuckled lightly and said, "Your Highness, you must remember the Queen's position promised to you..."

Her Royal Highness was taken aback, and then smiled.

"nature."

The next moment, Her Royal Highness, who could no longer hide the urgency and passion in her eyes, picked up the queen she had identified and put her on the bed.

There is a poem that says that a moment in the spring night is worth a thousand gold, and the flowers have fragrance and the moon has shade.

Nothing more than that.

……

Early in the morning, Lin Qi's long sigh came from the room.

Her voice was slightly hoarse with a strange charm: "Your Highness, be yourself."

Ling Yu refused without hesitation: "No!"

After finishing speaking, he enthusiastically threw Lin Qi who had just sat up on the couch.

The clothes on Lin Qi had just been put on, and the sleeves were only half covered, and the one who was thrown had no time to resist.

But even if it wasn't like this, Lin Qi didn't have much strength to push Ling Yu away.

The early morning at this moment is not the early morning of the next day that night, but the early morning three days later.

I haven't stayed in bed for three consecutive days, and it's just a cycle of happiness, tiredness, sleep, wake up and eat, and then happiness.

Her Royal Highness is terribly excited.

On the first day, Lin Qi thought that Ling Yu had just met and it was normal to be addicted to novelty, so she let her go.

The next day, Lin Qi rubbed her sore waist, and felt that she had hinted that her head was going to open after all, and that there was a reason for Ling Yu's high spirits, so she decided to endure it.

On the third day, Lin Qi's voice was hoarse, her whole body was limp, and she felt extremely regretful.

No, really not!

Even Lin Qi, who planned to pamper her at first, couldn't stand it anymore.

Lin Qi asked himself, he is a mortal, but her Royal Highness is a bird...cough, it is a phoenix.

"It's time to get down to business, Your Highness!"

Lin Qi pulled back her clothes with all her strength and pushed Ling Yu away.

A moment later, Lin Qi, who was dressed, was that glamorous prime minister again... just don't look at the red on her neck that can't be covered by the collar.

Ling Yu curled his lips in disappointment, but when he thought of the three days, he felt a little guilty, so he got up and dressed obediently.

After putting on the clothes, Ling Yu also transformed from a chicken and a cough back into a heroic and heroic Royal Highness.

The exhausted Lin Qi was still leaning on the head of the bed, rubbing his temples, but Ling Yu couldn't wait to order his servants: "Come here, bring paper, ink, pens and inkstones, and a carrier pigeon."

Ling Yu's order, naturally some people do it.

Soon, paper, ink, inkstone and carrier pigeons were delivered.

Ling Yu picked up the pen and wrote a line of words on the cut paper with a happy smile on his face.

Lin Qi walked up to Ling Yu with some curiosity, took a look, and then squinted at Ling Yu speechlessly and helplessly.

"is it necessary?"

Ling Yu hummed and said, "Of course it is necessary!"

"I just want him to know that Qing is my queen. If he wants to covet something that he shouldn't covet, he should immediately put a pillow on it, go to sleep and have a big dream, and send some flying pigeons to scare people!"

Lin Qi said with a smile: "Your Highness, you aim to reach the top. Why should you care so much about such a trivial matter? Only an open mind can be used by an emperor."

Ling Yu twitched the corner of his mouth: "The emperor's tolerance will not be given to those who covet my queen."

Can this kind of thing be tolerated? It doesn't exist. Tolerance is impossible. It is impossible in this life!

"Besides, I haven't really stepped into that position yet, so please be tolerant when I actually sit on it."

The premise is that Nan Qin can live to that time.

Ling Yu's killing intent and hatred towards Emperor Chongzheng are not as strong as Nanqin's.

……

Imperial City.

On the tenth day after Nan Qin sent out the persuasive letter to Fei Ge, he received a reply.

Based on the distance between the border gate and the imperial court, at this speed, it should have been a full three days after receiving the news before writing the reply.

Nan Qin didn't feel neglected, but felt that the matter was probably done.

If Lin Qi had replied in a hurry on the night when he received the news, then Nan Qin would have doubted whether Lin Qi really took refuge in him.

Three days, used for deep thinking, is not too long.

However, when Nan Qin confidently opened the small bamboo tube that Fei Ge sent the letter to, and saw the note from inside, Nan Qin's face was gloomy and terrifying for a moment.

I saw a line of words written on a piece of rice paper that was spread out as big as two palms.

"There is everything in a dream."

Nan Qin stared straight at the line, his eyes bloodshot.

So humiliating...so contemptuous...

"I don't know what's wrong!"

The scrolls and decorations on the table were thrown to the ground by Nan Qin, who was extremely angry.

The muffled sound of the scroll falling to the ground and the shattering of the porcelain ornaments spread far and wide, but every one of the surrounding servants dared to see what happened, and lowered their heads almost as if they were terrified. It's like wanting to bury him in the ground, so as not to be angered by Nanqin.

In the study, Nan Qin propped his hands on the book, his eyes were bloodshot, panting like an enraged bull.

If he knew, the reason why it took Lin Qi three days to write a reply to her was not because she had thought about it for three days, but because the night she received the letter from Fei Ge and the three days after that, there was nothing wrong with her. He didn't leave the bed, and he didn't have the slightest bit of energy to devote to him, so he probably wouldn't be panting here, but directly gasping for old blood.

After half an hour, Nan Qin managed to regain his mentality.

His face was so gloomy that water dripped out, he sneered and said to himself: "Since you are shameless, don't blame me for being cruel."

Nan Qin scolded the servants, ordering them to deliver new paper, ink, pens and inkstones as quickly as possible, and wrote a letter to Feige to send elsewhere.

While writing, Nan Qin murmured in a low voice: "I didn't intend to do this, but you forced me to do this..."

If someone is next to Nan Qin and sees what Nan Qin wrote, he will be surprised to find that what Nan Qin wrote is not a language that has been handed down for hundreds of years in the Great Ling Dynasty, but a foreign language that ordinary people are not familiar with.

Beidi's text.

……

In the Beidi king's tent, the leaders of the various tribes in Beidi are gathering here.

Now it is autumn, which is the harvest season for farmers.

For Beidi, it is also a 'harvest' season.

At this time in previous years, the chiefs of more than a dozen Beidi tribes would gather in the Beidi king's tent, showing off how many things and slaves they had plundered from Daling's border town in this year's "harvest" season.

But this year, the atmosphere in the king's tent was gloomy and terrifying.

The leaders of more than a dozen Beidi tribes have only come in less than two palms, and the remaining ones that did not appear did not fail to come, but Ling Yu had already wiped out the tribes, and the population was scattered into other tribes if they were not captured.

All the tribal leaders, including King Beidi in the middle, all had gloomy faces.

"Are you all dumb!"

Wang Zhang had been dead for a long time, and Beidi King finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"I summoned you here not to see you here as wooden statues!"

"Da Ling's army finally stopped for half a month, and finally sent troops the day before yesterday, and even wiped out a tribe that had managed to survive! Counting this, five tribes have already collapsed, you know! One-third Tribe of One!"

Losing a third of the tribe is indeed bad, but the leaders still did not speak.

King Beidi could only say to himself: "If you all don't speak like this, then do exactly as I say. All tribes gather all the warriors who can fight, form a large army, and go to deal with Daling's army!"

As soon as this sentence came out, a leader immediately stood up and spoke.

It was a horrified objection: "Absolutely not!"

The other leaders also opened their mouths to stop.

"We can't fight, we can't beat Da Ling's princess and prime minister at all!"

"Our tribe had suffered heavy losses at the beginning, and it is impossible to produce people!"

"Isn't the defeat bad enough last time! What kind of battle is we fighting? Now our tribe just wants to quickly raise enough sheep for the winter!"

King Beidi's face instantly turned fierce and ferocious, and his fists were clenched tightly.

If it was half a year ago, how could the warriors of Beidi immediately object in fear when they heard that they were going to fight against Daling's army.

But since Daling's princess and the prime minister came to the border and took over the border guards, the morale and equipment salaries of the entire frontier army have improved by an unknown amount.

For the first time when the two armies confronted each other, Princess Daling directly discounted the strength of the army composed of the most elite warriors from various tribes of Beidi who plundered the border town all the year round at the price of a tragic victory. Countless Beidi warriors died under Prime Minister Daling's insidious plan .

In the following half a year, there were several battles between the armies, from spring to winter. Princess Daling's several victories not only discounted the edge of the army, but even the edge of Beidi people.

Up to now, Daling's princess and prime minister have become unrivaled existences in the hearts of Beidi people. When it comes to forming an army to fight against the opponent, they immediately refuse and oppose it.

If this continues, even if Beidi is not wiped out, it will become a complete vassal of the Daling Dynasty.

It seems that some cooperation should be accepted, even if the other party is those damn big bullies.

King Beidi looked at the opposing leaders, his gaze changed.

At this time, a slightly lean Beidi leader who was a little different from the usual strong and tall Beidi leader suddenly spoke.

"Your Majesty, since we have lost several times to Da Ling's Princess and the Prime Minister, you are planning to form an army to fight against the other party again. I think you are not sure. Your Majesty, what are you really discussing with us?"

There were some Beidi leaders who wanted to speak, but when they saw this person speak, the others silently agreed.

It's not that this Beidi leader is so popular and respected, but that all the leaders know that Jackal, the leader of the Foxtail tribe, is the most insidious, brainy and bully-like Beidi people.

Although the leaders looked down on him for playing tricks all day long and not being brave enough or bloody, they still wanted to see his thoughts at this time.

King Beidi has never thought of this moment, thinking that jackals are so pleasing to the eye.

He is a pure Beidi person, and his thoughts are also pure Beidi thoughts. He is not strong enough and not bloody enough. He looks like a jackal full of insidious tricks. Like other tribal leaders, he dislikes it very much.

But now that something important has happened, he feels that brains are really important. A Beidi warrior who doesn't have a brain can just be a warrior. Being a tribal leader is simply a torture for him, the king of Beidi.

"Of course I have a reason."

The king of Beidi took out the rice paper letter sent by Fei Ge from his arms.

The jackal took the letter and only glanced at it before his face suddenly changed.

After reading everything carefully, the jackal raised his head and met King Beidi's eyes.

In the eyes of the two of them, there was excitement that they would have the opportunity to get rid of the serious trouble in their hearts.

Walking out of the king's tent and returning to his own tent, the jackal immediately said to his followers: "Pack up our things, we will rush back to the tribe immediately, gather warriors, and prepare to fight."

The entourage asked in astonishment: "Will you fight Daling's princess and the prime minister? We can fight?"

The jackal shook his head: "We can't defeat it alone. After all, Daling's princess and prime minister are indeed very powerful, but we have reinforcements."

The entourage was puzzled: "Reinforcements? Is it Xirong and Dongyi? Are they willing?"

The jackal smiled disdainfully: "Of course they don't want to, but someone from Daling is willing to give us reinforcements. With reinforcements from Daling, we have a great chance of winning if we want to win."

The entourage thought about it and understood clearly.

"That's why Daling is obviously much stronger than us, but he can only live with us after hundreds of years."

Looking at the setting sun in the distance, the jackal thought to himself that no one has been able to truly destroy Beidi for hundreds of years, and this time, it must be the same.

……

"...So, we can't let history repeat itself, repeating the history of repeated mistakes and completely wiped out the foreign enemies sleeping on the side of the couch because of power struggles."

Riding on horseback with Ling Yu, Lin Qi and Ling Yu discussed military strategies.

Ling Yu stared straight at Lin Qi's side face, letting the horses follow the surrounding soldiers, all his attention was on Lin Qi.

Lin Qi's ears felt hot when Ling Yu looked at him like this.

"Your Highness! We are discussing business!"

Ling Yu nodded again and again: "Yes, let's discuss the business."

"So, Your Highness, can you concentrate more on our discussion?"

Ling Yu coughed dryly and said, "I'm listening."

Lin Qi pursed her lips.

She regretted that she should not have been softened by Ling Yu's seemingly domineering and tough, but actually worried about being rejected and looking forward to it, and agreed to Ling Yu's request to ride with her.

Why is it more convenient to discuss the business by being closer? Sitting like this, with the body pressed together, the soft and warm posture can be clearly felt, how can it be possible to discuss things with [-]% heart!

She is not the reincarnated true Buddha.

Lin Qi took a deep breath, forcing herself not to uncontrollably recall the yellow waste she experienced in those three days because of the softness and temperature behind her.

"Your Highness, please briefly repeat what I just said."

Ling Yu froze for a moment, but fortunately she still remembered the business. When she looked at Lin Qi's sideways face, her ears still listened to Lin Qi's words, and her mind remembered it.

"What you mean is that based on the current situation and the speculation about Nanqin, he may collude with Beidi, betray our news, and want Beidi to ambush us and kill us on the battlefield."

Lin Qi narrowed her eyes slightly: "This is possible, it means eight or nine out of ten."

Just as Ling Yu was about to speak, the spy she had sent out suddenly came back.

"Your Highness, I have intercepted it!"

The spy knelt on one knee beside the horse, holding a carrier pigeon with its wings pinched in his hand, with a small sealed bamboo tube on the pigeon's leg.

The soldiers on the side took the pigeon, took out the letter in the small bamboo tube, and handed it to Ling Yu.

Lin Qi, who was sitting in front of Ling Yu, read the note together.

The writing is Beidi script, but Ling Yu, who has inherited the memory of the original body and has learned it, knows it.

"It seems that it's not eight or nine out of ten, it's ten out of ten."

After reading the whole article about his army's news, Ling Yu sneered.

Lin Qi couldn't help but sneer.

Sure enough, no matter how malicious the guesses are about the male protagonist in the plot data, they will never come to nothing.

After reading Feige's biography, Ling Yu said to Lin Qi while tearing it apart: "I will clear up the traitors in our army as soon as possible."

Lin Qi dragged his chin and thought for a while, and said, "No, it doesn't need to be so fast, just find out first, and send someone to watch over it."

Ling Yu raised his eyebrows: "You have a plan?"

Lin Qi shrugged: "Since our news has been leaked and betrayed, and we have discovered it, then the next strategy is very simple, what do you think, Your Highness?"

Ling Yu continued naturally: "It's up to you."

Lin Qi smiled and nodded, "Of course."

……

A verbal sentence is a trick, but a simple four-word sentence will not work.

In practice, Lin Qi felt that a lot of her hair fell out due to overuse of her brain.

But such painstaking efforts are naturally worthwhile.

Wars in ancient times were by no means a matter of a day or two. The anxious battle situation and the slow traffic environment caused a battle to be fought for several months or even years.

From the beginning to the end of the strategic battle between Ling Yu and Lin Qi, it didn't last a few years, but it also lasted as long as half a year.

Nanqin consciously strategized and knew many things that ordinary people didn't know. He had full confidence. Before the battle was over, he had already started to intrigue, develop power and recruit talents in the dynasty with all his strength, preparing for his future enthronement.

When Nanqin was intriguing in the officialdom, soliciting and suppressing, he finally got the support of some officials in the court secretly. He was going to consolidate and consolidate, so he found the right opportunity and said that when Emperor Chongzheng was dragged down from the dragon chair, there was no news for half a year. At the border, good news came again.

"Report! Great victory at the border! His Royal Highness Ling Yu repelled Beidi's army and captured tens of thousands of Beidi prisoners!"

The messenger who rushed all the way back from the border, with a proud smile on his face, knelt at the reluctance of the court officials and Emperor Chongzheng, and loudly conveyed the good news.

But the surroundings were silent.

The messenger who didn't hear the joy and admiration waited for a long time, finally couldn't help it, and quietly raised his head.

Then, he saw countless officials with darkened faces and gloomy eyes, the emperor with the same expression, and a servant with an unbelievably hideous face.

To Nan Qin, this good news was like a meteorite falling from the sky and hitting the house he worked so hard to build, smashing his long-planned usurpation plan to pieces.

"How could she win! Why didn't she die!"

Nan Qin almost vomited blood in his heart.