Rebirth of the long princess gl

After Ying'er rubbed and pressed for a while, the soreness on Jing Ling's body has been relieved a lot and everyone is more comfortable.

Touching his empty stomach, Jing Ling said, "Ying'er, the princess is hungry."

"Okay, Ying'er is going to make something delicious for Ling." Ying'er smiled slightly, moved Jing Ling's head from her lap, and planned to stand up.Because she stayed in one position for too long, her legs were numb, and Ying'er staggered and fell to her knees on the ground.

"Ying'er, are you okay?" Jing Ling exclaimed, and quickly got up from the bed, her waist softened, and she fell back again.

"Ying'er is fine, but her legs are a little numb, and it will be fine after a short rest." Ying'er said, gave Jing Ling a slightly reproachful look, and said, "But Ling, what are you doing when you get up, lie down properly."

"Seeing you fall, the princess is worried." Jing Ling muttered.

"Knowing that Ling cares about Ying'er so much, Ying'er is really happy." Ying'er squinted her eyes and gave Jing Ling a bright smile.He hammered his legs lightly a few times, and only stood up again when the numbness of his legs faded away.

"It's true, you didn't know how to move a few times just now, and now you won't be paralyzed." Jing Ling looked at Ying'er and said.

"Ling was lying so comfortably just now, Ying'er was reluctant to move." Ying'er said with a smile, "Ying'er was afraid that if she moved a little, Ling would not be able to regain the original comfortable feeling."

"Then just find a comfortable position again." Jing Ling said.

"That's right." Ying'er suddenly realized.

"Yinger," Jing Ling glanced at Yinger with a smile in his eyes, "I found out that you have become stupid."

"In front of Ling, Ying'er has always been so stupid." Ying'er smiled, "Ling, what do you think?"

"What else can I do." Jing Ling said with a helpless expression on his face, "This princess can only support you."

"I know that Ling is the most gentle." Yinger's face was full of gentle smiles, "What should I do, Yinger seems to love Ling more and more."

Jing Ling snorted and said, "Isn't this great? What I want is your deep love. But, you are so stupid now, will the food you make really taste good?"

"Although Ying'er is a bit stupid," Ying'er said, "But as long as she works for Ling, Ying'er will do her best. The food that Ying'er makes so hard will not taste bad."

"Let's just trust you once." Jing Ling said with the corners of his mouth raised.

"What does Ling want to eat?" Ying'er asked Jing Ling, "Ying'er will let Ling cook."

"As long as it's made by you, this princess will love to eat it." Jing Ling smiled slightly.

"Okay," Ying'er smiled and said, "Then Ying'er has gone, Ling can rest for a while."

"Okay." Jing Ling lay on his side on the bed, propped his head on one hand, leaned on the bed, and looked at Ying'er's back.

Before going out, Ying'er turned around and gave Jing Ling a gentle smile, closed the door gently, and left Jing Ling's room.

Ying'er moved very quickly, and within about a stick of incense, the door of Jing Ling's room was opened.Ying'er moved a stool and placed it beside Jing Ling's bed, holding a tray, and placed three or four small dishes on the stool.The aroma was overflowing, and Jing Ling, who hadn't eaten for almost a day, immediately felt that he was hungry.

Ying'er carefully fed Jing Ling mouthful, her eyes were full of tenderness.

"How does it taste?" Ying'er asked while holding the bowl.

"Everything else is fine, but this porridge tastes a bit strange." Jing Ling said, looking at the porridge in Yinger's hand with a little disgust, but when Yinger scooped up a spoonful and handed it to her mouth, she opened her mouth and swallowed obediently go down.

"There are some herbs in it." Ying'er smiled slightly and said, "So the taste may not be very good, but these things are good for the body, so Ling has to eat them obediently."

Jing Ling frowned, but still ate the whole bowl of porridge.

After tidying up the tableware and looking at the sky outside, Ying'er said, "Ling, it's getting late, do you want to go to bed?"

Jing Ling shook his head: "It's been a day since I slept, and the princess doesn't feel sleepy at all now. Ying'er, let's go for a walk with the princess."

"Okay." Ying'er smiled at the corners of her eyes, and accompanied Jing Ling out of the room.

Jing Ling wandered around the yard twice, sat on the swing, and swayed slightly.Ying'er was behind Jing Ling, helping her gently push the swing.The cool wind brushed over the cheeks, bringing a cool feeling.

"I really want to live like this for the rest of my life." Sitting on the swing, Jing Ling said slowly.

"Ying'er wants to too." Ying'er said with a smile, "Talk with the princess during the day, embroider, and cook some of Ying'er's special dishes for dinner. When it's late at night..."

"How is it late at night?" Jing Ling raised an eyebrow and asked Ying'er.

"It's late at night..." Ying'er smiled slightly, and lowered her head to press a kiss on Jing Ling's cheek, "Like this, Ling, you understand what Ying'er means."

Jing Ling's cheeks flushed immediately, and he said rather embarrassingly, "Day, day-to-day prostitution, how decent it is!"

"In this Princess Mansion, Ling decides everything." Ying'er chuckled lightly and said, "As long as it is proper to say otherwise, I believe no one will say that it is not proper to declare prostitution every day."

Jing Ling didn't answer, jumped off the swing and walked towards the gate.

"Ling, are you angry?" Ying'er immediately followed Jing Ling and asked in Jing Ling's ear.

"No." Jing Ling shook his head and said, "Although the picture you just mentioned is beautiful, but, my princess, I always feel that something is missing."

"What is it?" Ying'er tilted her head and thought for a while, but she couldn't figure it out, so she asked Jing Ling.

"My princess doesn't know either." Jing Ling said.

"Since you can't think of it, don't think about it." Ying'er smiled, "I will always think of it in the future."

"That's right." Jing Ling said, stepped out of the gate of the Princess Mansion, waved away the coachman who came to inquire, and prepared to go to the street.

"Ling." Ying'er called out.

"En?" Jing Ling was puzzled for a moment, then turned around.

"Ling's peerless demeanor can only be seen by Ying'er." Ying'er said with a smile.Ying'er brought a bamboo hat from the coachman and put it on Jing Ling's head.

"You wear one too." Jing Ling said, "I don't want others to see Ying'er's face."

"Okay." Ying'er smiled gently, and put on the bamboo hat.

The market at night looked very empty, Yinger and Jing Ling were walking along the road holding hands.

Taking a deep breath, Jing Ling enjoyed the feeling very much.Feeling Jing Ling's relaxed mood, Ying'er didn't speak, but just walked quietly beside Jing Ling, the warmth from her hands made people feel each other's existence.

"When I was in the palace, I wasn't so presumptuous. It really is more comfortable outside the palace." Jing Ling turned to look at Ying'er and said, "I often think, if I am not the princess and you are not my maid, It's just two ordinary people, walking out holding hands every day, how wonderful it would be."

"Ling," Ying'er shook her head and said, "You are too naive to think."

"kindness?"

"You only see the freedom outside the palace, but you don't know that those ordinary people are working hard all day long to make a living." Ying'er said, "There are countless people who send their own children to the palace to make a living. . " As if remembering something, Yinger's eyes were filled with a trace of sadness.

"Ying'er," Jing Ling pursed her lips, and said, "Is this the same way you were sent to the palace?"

"En." Ying'er nodded.

"Would you hate the parents who abandoned you?" Jing Ling asked.

"No." Yinger shook her head and said, "Yinger would like to thank them instead. If it wasn't for their abandonment, how could Yinger have the opportunity to live so happily with Ling?"

After hearing Yinger's answer, Jing Ling showed a bright smile on his face.Although it was hidden by the bamboo hat, Ying'er couldn't see, but she could feel the joy in Jing Ling's heart.

There was a "bang" and a thunder that disturbed the two people who were in a warm atmosphere.

"Ling, it's going to rain, go back quickly." Ying'er pushed Jing Ling and was about to return home.

"En." Jing Ling nodded, and started to run hand in hand with Ying'er.

This shower of rain fell very fast, and the two of them ran for a short distance, and the big rainwater fell down overwhelmingly.

Ying'er dragged Jing Ling into a small stall with umbrellas on the side of the road.It was a wonton stall, and the wontons inside had a strong aroma, making Jing Ling feel a little greedy.

Seeing what Jing Ling was thinking, Ying'er smiled silently, and said to the proprietress, "Two bowls of wontons."

"Okay." The proprietress replied with a smile.The proprietress moved very quickly, and after a while, two bowls of delicious wontons were placed in front of the two of them.

"Be careful it's hot." Handing the chopsticks to Jing Ling, Ying'er instructed.

"En." Jing Ling agreed.

"Ling, eat so much at such a late hour, be careful of getting fat." Ying'er said with a smile.

"If I get fat, will you dislike me?" Jing Ling asked Ying'er.

"Of course not." Ying'er said softly, "No matter what Ling becomes, Ying'er will like it."

"That's enough." Jing Ling said, sinking his head into eating.

Ying'er smiled, and lowered her head to eat the food in the bowl.

"Miss Boss, three bowls of wontons." The man's rough voice suddenly came from the side. Jing Ling subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the side. There were three strangers. Looking at their clothes, they didn't look like people from the capital.

"Emperor...brother, it's raining at the wrong time." The woman next to the man complained. The woman's skin was fair, her eyes were watery, very agile, and the woman exuded a kind of vitality. Just for fun."

"If Ya'er likes it, you can go out by yourself tomorrow." The man said lightly.

"No," the woman said coquettishly, "I need my brother to accompany me."

"Don't make trouble, I still have a lot of things to do." The man said with a straight face.

"Okay." The woman lowered her head, a trace of displeasure flashed in her eyes.

The rain outside soon stopped, Yinger called out to pay the bill, put the broken silver on the table, and took Jing Ling's hand to go back.

Jing Ling followed in Ying'er's footsteps.

Except for the canopy, a gust of wind blew up the veil under Jing Ling's hat, revealing a charming half of her cheek.

The man raised his head inadvertently, saw half of Jing Ling's face, and was stunned for a moment.He could only lift everything around him, and around this woman, all of them lost their color.