White Moonlight Rescue System [Quick Transmigration]

Lin Ce's complexion changed slightly, and before he could avoid it in the future, he was pulled into his embrace by a pair of hands.

Fu Ling put his arms around his shoulders, and casually attacked the tiger's limbs with the red sandalwood Buddha beads in his hand. The tiger let out a wailing cry, and fell down on the ground with all its strength.

Seeing this, Nie Su was relieved, and slowly sat back on his seat, the violent beating in his chest gradually calmed down.

Lin Ce's eyelashes trembled slightly, sniffing the faint red sandalwood fragrance on Fu Ling's body, he suddenly froze slightly as if thinking of something.

"What's wrong, Your Highness?" Fu Ling noticed his strangeness, looked down at his black hair, and asked slowly.

"Incense, it's because of the fragrance."

Baihu will not come straight to him for no reason, the only possibility is that there is something about him that attracts him.

And he has always liked incense, if others want to do something, the best place is to start with him, as for why the white tiger didn't attack Fu Ling, it was probably because the red sandalwood incense on his body overwhelmed the smell of incense.

"Who is serving the incense?" Nie Su sat on the high seat, his cold gaze as sharp as a knife.

As soon as the words fell, there was an exclamation from the crowd, and a palace lady in emerald green clothes was seen limp on the ground, bleeding from seven orifices, obviously poisoned.

When everyone saw this, they didn't know that they committed suicide by taking poison after the incident was brought to light. The emperor dared to attack King Huai under the nose of the emperor, and he didn't know who was behind the scenes.

Such an accident occurred in the hunting conference, and the next day all the people went back home.

The carriage was bumping slowly, and Lin Ce half leaned on the soft couch, fiddling with the silver spoon absently.

Fu Ling leaned against the wall of the car and was holding on to a volume of books in his hand. Hearing the crisp sound of the silver spoon deliberately bumping against the rim of the bowl, he raised his eyelids and said softly, "Your Highness is playing tricks again."

"Where did the national teacher say this, and when did this king play petty temper?" Lin Ce pushed the silver bowl, leaned forward with a smile, and deliberately breathed warm air on his fair neck.

Without raising her eyelids, Fu Ling slowly turned a page of the book and remained silent.

"Hey, first someone wanted to kill this king, and now the national teacher has misunderstood this king. It is really..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt his hand being held by someone, and when he looked down, he found a string of Buddhist beads on his slender white wrist, which was exactly the string of red sandalwood Buddhist beads that Fu Ling was wearing next to her body.

"This prayer bead is given to His Highness. If His Highness is in danger, I will be able to sense it."

Lin Ce stretched out his hand to caress the Buddha beads, feeling the lingering warmth on the smooth pearl surface, his heart moved, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "My lord is so kind to me, I have to think about how to repay my lord."

"No, this is my job." Fu Ling said lightly.

Lin Ce snorted softly, leaned lazily on the soft couch, and stopped talking.

【Tsk, it's so hard to tease】

The car body shook violently, and Lin Ce staggered and fell forward, falling into a generous chest, and immediately the tip of his nose was filled with the cold fragrance of red sandalwood.

"My lord, are you okay?" Chong Qing's slightly anxious voice came from outside the car window.

"No problem."

After Lin Ce was firmly supported by Fu Ling, he opened the window curtain and saw that Chong Qing's face was a bit hesitant to speak, so he couldn't help frowning, and said slowly: "What's wrong with you?"

Being questioned so bluntly by Lin Ce, Chong Qing's expression turned ugly, and he said in a deep voice, "This subordinate is incompetent and cannot protect the lord."

Lin Ce understood, knowing that he couldn't let go of the white tiger's attack.

"It's not your fault, don't think about it."

"Yes." Chong Qing lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly.

The car curtain was slowly put down again, Lin Ce turned his head and saw that Fu Ling was still looking at the scroll in his hand motionlessly, and suddenly felt dull.

Suddenly, as if he had sensed something, he smiled slyly: "Why are you still looking at this page, Mr. National Teacher? What's so interesting about this page? Let me take a look."

Fu Ling's subordinates paused, and then began to turn the pages without haste.

Lin Ce looked at him with a smile.

【Small sample, let’s see how long you can hold back】

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After returning home, Nie Su thoroughly investigated the tiger escaped from the cage, and his methods were vigorous and vigorous. A large number of people were attacked one after another, and by the way, many eyeliners inserted by various forces were found out.

When Chong Qing talked about this, Lin Ce was holding a green-glazed pottery cup in his hand, and slowly twisted the bait out of it and sprinkled it into the lake. Seeing the fish in the pond scrambling to get together, he nodded absent-mindedly. .

Seeing that he was not interested these days, Chongqing hesitated for a while, and then said: "Today is the Lantern Festival, do you want to go out to relax, my lord?"

Lin Ce tilted his head slightly, and raised his eyebrows with interest. These days, Fu Ling didn't know what he was discussing with those priests, and they rarely saw each other. He was bored at leisure, and he couldn't help but feel a little bit a little bit when he heard Chong Qing's words. heartbeat.

Lin Ce sprinkled the bait in his hand into the pool, "Go down and ask someone to prepare."

Just in time for the Shangyuan Festival, every household hung up red lanterns early in the day, and there was a heavy snowfall during the day, and the snow showed signs of getting smaller at night.

The Huaihe River is at its busiest at this time of year. Painting boats shuttle back and forth on the river, with colorful glazed lanterns hanging on them, and the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras coming from the boats, creating a luxurious scene.

Jinyue led the people behind her to the elegant room in the painting boat.

Today, for some reason, all I saw were unforgettable characters, especially the man behind her.

Although she was wearing a silver mask, her beautiful eyes were hard to describe, and her figure was as tall and straight as a orchid and jade tree, exuding a noble air all over her body.

"arrive."

Looking at the carved wooden door in front of her, Jinyue knocked on the door lightly, and heard a lazy voice coming from inside.

"Come in."

The door was pushed slowly, and a young man in a snow-white underwear was lying on the beauty's back, surrounded by three or four dancers, and beside him stood a guard with a tense expression.

Seeing that the door was pushed open, the boy looked over lazily.

I saw that his small snow-white face was beautiful and delicate, his peach eyes were slightly raised, and there seemed to be mist in his eyes. Looking at him, Jinyue just bowed her head in shame.

"How did you come?"

Lin Ce looked at the tall figure who walked in from behind, and couldn't help being startled.

Fu Ling walked forward slowly, glanced at him unhurriedly, and then said slowly: "Your Highness is not in good health, you really shouldn't mess around."

His voice was extremely low, and his usually magnetic voice became even deeper.

【Wrong, I'm here to learn from experience】

Lin Ce's vermilion lips parted slightly, and he drank the fine wine brought to his lips by the dancer beside him. The wine slowly flowed down his Adam's apple, wetting his snow-white shirt, and the scenery inside was faintly visible.

After drinking, Lin Ce glanced at him provocatively, and raised his voice, "Does your lord want to come and play with us?"

[Get angry!I have prepared all the lines after getting angry]

Fu Ling frowned slightly, and saw him walking slowly in front of Lin Ce, looking at him quietly with lowered eyebrows.

Lin Ce swallowed secretly, but still looked back without flinching.

Finally Fu Ling started to move, he took out a brocade handkerchief and wiped his body clean one by one, then put the snow-white fox fur lying on the side around his body, and immediately picked him up and walked out.

"Chongqing! What are you still doing? Let him let me go!"

Lin Ce struggled, but couldn't move.

[Joke, how embarrassing it would be to be seen by others. 】

Chong Qing lowered his head, it was rare that he didn't obey his orders, and seemed to follow them out of the boat.

When I got out of the painting boat, I just felt a gust of fresh wind blowing towards my face.

The streets outside are bustling with people, the restaurants and teahouses are full of people, and all kinds of lanterns are placed on the stalls, which is dazzling.

Lin Ce was finally let go, and walked shoulder to shoulder with Fu Ling, while Chong Qing followed them not too far away, responsible for protecting their safety.

Because of the Shangyuan Festival.Most of the people on the street were wearing masks, so it didn't look awkward for Fu Ling to mix in.

Lin Ce glanced at the lanterns placed on the booth, and with a thought, he stepped forward to buy them.

Fu Ling frowned, as if she was about to say something, but was interrupted by Lin Ce.

"Here you are." Lin Ce stretched out his hand and handed him a lantern, his peach eyes were slightly raised, as if smiling.

Fu Ling lowered her eyes slightly, looking at the lantern handed to her, wondering what she was thinking.

There are already many people releasing river lanterns by the river, and lotus lanterns are floating in the water.

Lin Ce and Fu Ling stood by the water, watching the lanterns floating slowly into the distance.

"Where's Chongqing?" Lin Ce seemed to remember something, looked around, but didn't see him.

"I don't know." Fu Ling replied casually.

Lin Ce felt that he seemed a little unhappy, blinked at Taohuayuan, and said in a somewhat mysterious tone, "Guess what wish I just made?"

Seeing that Fu Ling was silent, he didn't care, and leaned into his ear and whispered: "I hope the national teacher can like me a little bit."

[Congratulations to the host, the role of the task object is increased by 500, and the achievement score of Bai Yueguang is 1400. 】

【Tsk, I said it was boring】

Fu Ling's expression couldn't be seen clearly under the cover of the silver mask, so the two of them stared straight at each other. The noises of children playing around, the sound of punching drinkers, and the cries of peddlers seemed to have completely disappeared at this moment. Only the two of them are left.

Lin Ce reached out his hand and slowly uncovered his silver mask in a strange way, but Fu Ling didn't reach out to stop him.

Lin Ce looked at the face under the mask.

"Bang" there seemed to be fireworks going off in the distance, and the colorful fireworks shone in the night sky, reflected in the river, and reflected together with the two people on the bank.

The author has something to say: Small Theater: Lin Ce: National Teacher, National Teacher, what are you watching?Why don't you turn the page?

Fu Ling:......

Lin Ce: Are you listening to others talking to me, and your mind is distracted?

Fu Ling: ...shut up

ps: Just tell me if this chapter is sweet or not!I am the sweet girl herself