The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

Even if Su Xuxu didn't name her, Liufang still knew who she was talking about.

Ever since Rong Ling escaped from the palace, it has become increasingly difficult for Liu Fang to see a smile on the imperial concubine's face.

Occasionally when it rains, Su Xuxu will put down the notebook for correcting the memorial and walk to the window, looking at the heavy rain outside: "With today's torrential rain, do you think she will catch cold outside?"

Then, Su Xuxu would laugh at herself and say, "Probably not, she never makes herself suffer."

From the beginning to the end, Su Xuxu asked and answered by himself, Liufang was just a dispensable existence.

Today was the same as usual, although Su Xuxu asked, she didn't wait for Liufang to answer, but rubbed her eyebrows wearily: "I still haven't found anyone?"

Hearing this, Liu Fang's heart skipped a beat, and she had to bite the bullet and answer: "If you go back to your mother...not yet."

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Su Xuxu's face darkened: "A group of trash, just looking for a living person, they have been there for almost two months, and they haven't even found a trace?"

Liu Fang shook her head: "No..."

Su Xuxu squeezed the penholder in her hand, trying her best to restrain her impatience.

From the day Rong Ling left, she had her subordinates hurry up and spread the news of missing people all over Dazhou, but after fifty days, there was still no trace of Rong Ling.

From being furious at the beginning, Su Xuxu gradually accepted this fact, but every day she would still ask with anticipation.

The answer never changed.

Obviously, the notices of missing persons have been posted all over the country, and the governments of various places have also been notified, but Rong Ling seems to have evaporated,? There is no news at all.

Su Xuxu's eyes were dark, and she inadvertently rubbed the penholder with her fingertips, lost in thought.

There was silence in the study for a long time, Liufang said cautiously: "Your Majesty, don't worry, today is the Dragon Boat Festival, your health has not been very good recently, beware of evil spirits invading your body and aggravating your condition."

Su Xuxu never cared about these things before, but when she heard the word evil, she suddenly thought of one thing.

Su Xuxu finally realized what she had overlooked.

On the night Rong Ling left, she was able to knock down all the arrows of the archers with a strange light, she was obviously not an ordinary person.

Then think of Rong Ling's various behaviors since entering the palace, which are quite different from the previous her, sometimes even so wise that she is close to a demon.

Su Xuxu narrowed her eyes for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "I will pass on the order of my palace. In order to pray for His Majesty, I will invite all capable warlocks into the palace, especially those who can subdue demons and kill demons. All of them will be rewarded."

"Niang Niang?" Liu Fang looked at her in surprise.

"Hurry up..." Su Xuxu urged in a cold voice, with a hint of urgency hidden in her voice.

"Yes..." Liufang couldn't say anything, she hurriedly bowed her head in response.

On the other side, the dragon boat race that Rong Ling and Rong Qingshan watched by the river just ended, and the red team she picked really won the first place.

Seeing the team he fancied win, Rong Ling lay on the railing along the bank, his eyes curled up with a smile, as if he was the one who won.

The girl was wearing a goose-yellow dress, and the silver bells on the hairpin in her black hair were blown softly by the early summer wind, unaware that she had inadvertently attracted the attention of many people.

Rong Qingshan was no exception, she turned sideways calmly, blocking the sight of others: "It's almost lunch time, are you hungry?"

It's okay if she didn't say anything, but when she asked, Rong Ling realized that although she hadn't stopped eating for half a day, she still consumed a lot of energy and her stomach was empty.

It's just... I'm afraid that the restaurant is full of people today, so Rong Ling has no choice but to settle for the next best thing: "It's true that I'm a little hungry, so let's go back first."

"No need..." As if guessing her thoughts, Rong Qingshan smiled, "I have already booked a wing room upstairs, and this is the right time to go."

With Rong Qingshan around, she really doesn't have to worry about anything.

Rong Ling went to the box of the restaurant with her.After a while, the dining table was covered with a table full of dishes.

There are stewed lion head with crab powder, steamed stuffed buns with sea cucumber and winter bamboo shoots and shrimp, braised silver carp head, soy tiger tail...these are all delicious in color and fragrance, and Rong Ling can't stop wanting to put them down when he picks up his chopsticks.

She feasted, and Rong Qingshan waited for her slowly.

It wasn't until Rong Ling couldn't eat anymore that Rong Qingshan called Xiao Er to pay the bill.

It was still early, and there was nothing to do when they went back anyway, so the two simply walked slowly along the river bank to enjoy the scenery, and walked to the lake without knowing it.

It was the end of spring and the beginning of summer, and the green lotus leaves in the water stood gracefully, and the stalks were in bud, and there were boatmen renting out boats by the lake, specially for the sons and daughters who came out to enjoy the scenery.

Rong Ling was moved by seeing it, and also took out a few copper coins and handed them to the old man who rented the boat, and boarded the grasshopper boat with Rong Qingshan.

The boat swayed, and the two sat side by side, one on the left and the other on the right, each holding a paddle in their hands, and rowed towards the center of the lake.

Ripples rippling, Rong Ling and Rong Qingshan rowed aimlessly.

Without the hustle and bustle of the pharmacy, and without having to worry about what the wormwood might cause, Rong Ling rarely had half a day of leisure, so it was very pleasant.

It's just that the ladies on other boats on the lake looked at the direction of the two of them from time to time, to be precise, they looked at Rong Qingshan who was dressed in men's clothes.

Suddenly, just passing by the oncoming boat, the girl on the boat mustered up her courage and threw a purse in the direction of Rong Qingshan with a smile.

There was her who started this, and there was a girl who boldly asked: "I don't know the name of the young master, and where does he live?"

Rong Qingshan was a little helpless, and handed the purse back unhurriedly: "I'm sorry, I already have a wife, everyone, don't make fun of me anymore, or if I go back, my wife will have a petty temper with me again."

Rong Ling originally had some intentions to watch the show, but he didn't expect the fire to burn himself in the blink of an eye.

She was playful and cleared her throat: "If you girls really like my husband, it's not impossible, but my husband is very picky, not as good as mine, she can't look down on him at all."

As soon as this remark came out, it was quite provocative.

But Rongling skin is fair and beautiful, even if she is provocative, she is full of confidence. Compared with her, the other girls feel ashamed and walk away disgruntled.

When Rong Qingshan heard this, a small smile appeared in his eyes, and he didn't say anything.

Just continue to row the boat, and there are only a lot of girls who chatted with Rong Qingshan next, Rong Ling was overwhelmed by the disturbance, and ordered Rong Qingshan to row the boat far away with himself, to the depths of Ouhua, which is inaccessible.

The green lotus covered the sky and covered the sun, covering the figures of the two of them together with the boat. Except for the occasional sound of dragonflies flapping their wings, the surrounding area was finally quiet.

Rong Ling was so tired that his forehead was slightly sweating, and then he teased: "It seems that Lord Rong is really popular with women. No wonder Concubine Rong once said that women in Beijing who want to be her sister-in-law can line up from the south of the city to the north of the city."

"Really?" Rong Qingshan replied lightly, with a low voice, "I don't know if Ah Ling is among them?"

Rong Ling was taken aback for a moment, somehow feeling that she was saying "A Ling" very intimately.

As soon as she raised her eyes, she bumped into Rong Qingshan's bottomless pupils.

Rong Qingshan looked at her fixedly, and said with a light smile, "Why doesn't Ah Ling speak?"

As she asked, her right hand caressed Rong Ling's cheek unconsciously.

The four eyes met, Rong Qingshan's eyes were deep, and she leaned closer...

The breeze picked up a strand of hair by Rong Ling's ear, she was just in a daze for a moment, then without thinking, she put her hand between Rong Qingshan and herself, stopping her movement.

Rong Ling blinked, and subconsciously refused: "Sorry..."

It was obvious that she was not among the women that Concubine Rong was talking about.

These days, Rong Qingshan has cared for her meticulously, if Rong Ling hasn't felt anything, then she is a complete fool.

It's just that she couldn't tell how she felt.

It is true that it feels good to be cared about, but Rong Ling vaguely feels that something is missing.

Her soft fingers pressed against her lips, Rong Qingshan's eyes darkened, she immediately withdrew her upper body, and said in a gentle voice: "Since Ah Ling is unwilling, I was the one to be abrupt."

"I..." Rong Ling hesitated for a moment, his mood was like ripples on the surface of the water shaken by the oars.

No matter who it is, when being confessed by others, it is impossible to be calm.

It was the first time Rong Ling had this kind of experience, and his mind was so empty that he forgot what to say.

As the sun set, the afterglow filled the water, and Rong Qingshan leisurely rowed the oars, slowly heading towards the shore.

On the way home afterwards, Rong Qingshan acted as if nothing had happened, and continued to chat with Rong Ling casually, and when the two returned home, it was almost dark.

Ai Cao was playing with the big yellow dog who was watching the gate. When she saw the two walking side by side, her face immediately fell down, and she muttered softly: "I still know how to come back..."

If it was usual, Rong Ling would definitely argue with her, but right now, she didn't say anything, but yawned lazily, her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't lift them.

"The lady must be tired, right?" The old lady stepped forward and said, "The hot water is ready, so it's a pity for you to take a bath and sleep."

"Hmm..." Rong Ling replied, she was indeed sleepy and tired, turned around and walked towards the wing.

After changing the clothes she wore during the day, Chunfang had already prepared hot water in the bathtub, and Rong Ling soaked herself comfortably in it.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?" Rong Ling asked.

"It's me..." It was Rong Qingshan who answered, "I thought you were tired from shopping today, so I specially took some essential oils from the bath, which have a soothing effect."

"Thank you..." Rong Ling replied, and hurriedly sent Chunfang to get it.

When Chunfang opened the door, there was no one outside, and the bottle of essential oil was placed on the window sill.

It's really strange, Chunfang couldn't help thinking, how can a couple avoid suspicion like this?

After pouring all the essential oils into the hot water, Rong Ling lazily leaned against the edge of the tub, and closed his eyes comfortably, but there was still a strange feeling in his mind that hadn't dissipated for a long time.

Different from Su Xuxu's stubborn paranoia, Rong Qingshan loves her, respects her, respects her, and never forces her.

Logically speaking, if it is a rational choice, Rong Ling definitely has no reason to reject Rong Qingshan.

Besides, this is just an illusion, so what's the point of indulging yourself?

As a result, I refused, and I refused without hesitation.

Rong Ling really wanted to scratch his head but couldn't think of the reason. He didn't put this problem behind him until he fell asleep the moment he lay down on the bed after washing.

But without Rong Qingshan, another person appeared in her dream.

It turned out to be Su Xuxu. In her dream, she was wearing a long pomegranate-colored dress with a gorgeous blood-red hem.

Su Xuxu held his hand, his eyes were as cold as ice that couldn't be melted, and asked coldly, "A Ling, are you having fun with other people outside?"

She seemed to be in a great hall, and there was an oppressive echo when she spoke.

Rong Ling was startled by her question, opened his eyes and woke up, only to realize that he was sweating unknowingly.

Really haunted, Rong Ling turned over irritably, wrapped the quilt tighter, closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

It's just that when recalling this dream the next day, Rong Ling felt guilty beyond words.

Could it be that Su Xuxu was really coming to her soon, and this dream was just a sign?

Rong Ling was thinking about it.

Therefore, during this period of time, Rong Ling was extremely careful not to miss any trouble.

After nearly two months like this, Rong Ling breathed a sigh of relief until the news of the death of Emperor Wen of Zhou and the birth of a dragon son came from the imperial concubine at the same time from the capital.

The whole country was in mourning, and the new emperor, who was not yet full moon, ascended the throne, so Su Xuxu definitely couldn't take care of herself.

Rong Ling felt relieved again, what to do every day.

At the same time, Rong Qingshan gradually adapted to her new identity and began to work as a businessman seriously.

As a result, she had to leave Yangzhou from time to time to buy and sell goods in other places.

Every time Rong Qingshan came back from other places, he would bring some local food and jewelry to Rong Ling. In the eyes of the neighbors, the two were really a perfect couple.

This day Rong Qingshan was going on a long trip again, and Rong Ling inevitably had to pack some luggage for her. Before leaving, she said goodbye at the door: "Best trip..."

"Okay..." Seeing that Rong Ling was about to leave after saying this, Rong Qingshan stopped her again, "A Ling?"

"Huh?" Rong Ling turned around.

Rong Qingshan looked at her, and asked in a deep voice, "Have you been avoiding me these days?"

Rong Ling was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Rong Qingshan to notice his intentional or unintentional avoidance.

Suddenly caught off guard, Rong Ling didn't know what to say.

She just felt that since she didn't intend to get along with Rong Qingshan, naturally she shouldn't hang her, it's better to stay far away to avoid suspicion.

Rong Ling pursed her lips: "Sorry..."

"You don't need to say sorry, and you don't need to avoid it." When Rong Qingshan said this, his tone was still extremely soft, without any sense of blame or persecution, "Don't worry, I have a lifetime to wait for you."

After all, she got on the horse and said the familiar sentence: "Wait for me to come back..."

"Okay..." Rong Ling couldn't help but nodded, watching Rong Qingshan and the wagon carrying the goods leave in the dust.

Until the carriage drifted away, Rong Ling still stood where he was, without moving.

This kind of warmth and comfort was something she had never experienced before.

Forget it, Rong Ling, who used to have to calculate everything, relaxed now, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Why do you think so much, let’s take a step at a time.

She was in the south of the Yangtze River, and the sky she saw was blue, the water she saw was soft, and her mood relaxed accordingly. She didn't know what happened in the cold and solemn palace.

In the silent and silent hall, the flames in the alchemy furnace placed in the center were burning fiercely. The inside of the hall smelled of pungent sulfur and saltpeter, mixed with the seemingly invisible smell of blood.

The warlocks kneeling on the ground were all trembling and trembling all over, no one dared to look up at the noble concubine who looked like a hellish Shura in front of them.

To be precise, times have changed, and she should be called Queen Mother at this moment.

It's just that the title is not important at this moment, what is important is who will the sword in the imperial concubine's hand be pointed at.

"Aijia asks all of you one last time." The sword in Su Xuxu's hand rested on the marble floor, making a chilling rubbing sound as she walked slowly, "Is what I want you to do really possible? do it?"

No one dared to speak out, for fear that if they opened their mouths, they would end up like the sorcerer who died in front.

Originally called into the palace by the noble concubine on the grounds of praying for His Majesty, these people thought that they would be able to eat enough to eat, and if they were lucky, they might be able to ascend to glory and prosperity, but they never expected that the noble concubine actually wanted them to do things of.

These sorcerers are all bluffing and deceiving outside, boasting that they can subdue demons and eliminate demons, but in fact, they don't even know whether there are demons in the world, so how can they agree to the request of the imperial concubine to catch demons for her.

What's more, before catching a monster, you have to find the monster first. It's really hard for a clever woman to cook without rice.

The world is so big, it is not easy to find the monster that the imperial concubine wants.

It's just that the sorcerer who died in the front was killed by Concubine Su's sword because of such an answer, and fell into a pool of blood. Now he can't rest in peace for a long time.

Su Xuxu looked at the dumbfounded warlocks in front of him, and said with a sneer, "Don't tell me, right? I didn't invite you to the palace to let everyone sit back and enjoy the benefits."

She dealt with political affairs without closing her eyes every day and night, deliberately disintegrated the clan forces that checked and balanced the court, and took all the power into her own hands bit by bit, becoming a supreme person, with only one goal from beginning to end.

But now, these trash told her that it was not easy to find Rong Ling, how could Su Xuxu not go crazy with anger.

She tried her best to restrain her urge to kill: "Come here, since these warlocks cannot be used by this palace, then put them all in the dungeon and wait to be dealt with."

"The queen mother spares my life, the queen mother spares my life!" As soon as these words came out, the warlocks trembled and hurriedly kowtowed for mercy.

It didn't help, Su Xuxu gave an order, and the guards who obeyed her order stepped forward and dragged everyone away one by one.

Some desperate people tried to escape, but were stabbed to death by guards without thinking.

Immediately, there were lights of swords and blood in the hall, and the sound of wailing and begging for mercy was endless, and the peaceful hall in the past became like Shura's hell at this moment.

Su Xuxu took a half step back tiredly, and sat on the golden chair, only to feel that these voices were very noisy, which gave her a headache.

She misses her Ah Ling a little bit, and wants to hear her voice, even if it is a cold resistance.

But her Ah Ling doesn't want her anymore.

Thinking of this, Su Xuxu had a headache that made her eyes turn red, and someone crawled to her knees to beg for mercy, which made Su Xuxu even more angry.

She didn't even use a sword, but directly grabbed the opponent's neck with her hands.

Su Xuxu's mind was in chaos, and everything he could see was red.

Liars, these people are liars.

They keep saying that they can reach the heavens, boasting that they are omnipotent, but they can't even find her A Ling, they all deserve to die!

Infinite hatred grew in Su Xuxu's heart, and he increased the strength in his hands.

Until a trembling voice suddenly sounded in the chaos: "Queen Mother, I may have a way."

Su Xuxu paused, and finally regained consciousness.

She let go of her hand, and everything in front of her eyes became clearly visible.

She turned her head and looked at the person who made the sound: "Say..."

"If you go back to the Queen Mother, this is a method that I have read in ancient books, but it is extremely dangerous and cannot be used normally."

"It's okay..." Su Xuxu said, "What way?"

"This method cannot be explained clearly in a few words." The other party replied, and then gritted his teeth and said, "Please let the queen mother let these people go, so that I can discuss it with you slowly."

"Heh..." Su Xuxu sneered, "Are you negotiating terms with me?"

"Yes..." The man knelt on the ground and replied.

Su Xuxu glanced at the messy hall, and ordered the guards: "Let them all go."

She turned her head to look at the speaker again: "If it doesn't work out, I will cut you into pieces to make atonement for them."

Her cold voice echoed in the hall without the slightest emotion. The man heard that Su Xuxu was absolutely joking, and buried his head even lower: "I will die."

Today is the third year that Rong Ling has been in Yangzhou City. When she got up early in the morning, she pushed open the window of the attic.

As the pharmacy business grew bigger and bigger, Rong Ling naturally earned more and more money.

In addition, because Rong Qingshan's business is good, she gradually opened up in the local area, receiving guests on weekdays, and the original small house is not enough.

The two simply discussed and changed to a bigger house with three entrances, and Rong Ling naturally lived in the best bedroom upstairs.

She stretched out, letting the sun shine warmly on her face.

For the past three years, Rong Ling and Rong Qingshan have always presented their husband and wife relationship to others, and there have been no mistakes. In the eyes of servants, they are also a couple who respect each other as guests.

Rong Ling's little life is very nourishing, the only regret is that the better the reputation of the medical clinic, the less time she has to rest, and she has to get up earlier to go to the shop.

It was the same today, Rong Ling hurried to the pharmacy after eating breakfast.

There used to be only two or three people in the pharmacy, but now there are nearly twenty people. When they saw her, they all greeted her: "The shopkeeper..."

"Good morning, shopkeeper."

Rong Ling nodded in response, and went behind the counter to sort out the accounts as usual.

In the past three years, running a pharmacy taught her a lot.

Originally, Rong Ling didn't have any medical skills at first, and could only fish in troubled waters with spiritual power, but now he can distinguish the usage and dosage of all the herbs in the store, and he has also learned acupuncture and moxibustion, as well as pulse diagnosis by hanging silk.

Rong Ling found that learning something new would give people a sense of accomplishment.

Especially when the patient can be cured without spiritual power, Rong Ling is even more satisfied.

At this time, a person suddenly came to the counter: "Hi, is this Dr. Lin?"

"Hmm..." Rong Ling nodded, "I am, what's the matter?"

"My master is here for consultation, please ask Dr. Lin to come and see her headache."

"Headache?" Rong Ling couldn't help asking, "Why doesn't your master come here by himself?"

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