Chapter 65 Chapter 65 When will they get married?
Although there was a breeze by the river, it wasn't particularly cold.
Someone was selling roasted lingya. The heat and sweet aroma of the lingya filled the air, causing Fu Ying to take a deep breath.
Without the perverted figure of Yuchi Xianyue, Ling Zhouci seemed to be more pleasing to the eye.
Life is so good now.
No one noticed the abnormality of Xuan Min who was left last, which made Fu Ying immersed in the excitement of Ling Zhouci increasing her luck value.
There were children throwing darts and making a lot of noise by the river. Ling Zhouci looked up and talked to Ling Fuying, his eyes full of her face that was as dazzling as a pearl and her bright eyes that were filled with star-like fire.
Suddenly, he felt a chill on his neck and heard the sound of children scolding not far away. Then he realized that he was hit by a dart thrown by the children.
The dart flew past Ling Zhouci's neck, but she didn't feel any pain. She might have felt liquid flowing on the side of her neck.
Ling Fuying saw the bloodstain on Ling Zhouci's neck and realized what had happened. He yelled at the naughty children and they all ran away.
He's really injury-prone.
"Master, you are injured."
Ling Zhouci wanted to reach out and touch it, but Ling Fuying stopped him, "There's blood."
In the past, he would never tolerate being hurt innocently by a child, but at this moment, Ling Zhouci did not feel unhappy, but was instead happy.
The memory of him falling and hitting the corner of the table that night came flooding back, and Fu Ying washed his body. The feeling of her touch surged from deep within his skin, and he felt a little thirsty.
When he was stiff and didn't know what to say, Ling Fuying took the initiative to speak, "Let me help you."
Let me help you.
Let me help you.
Her voice sounded like heavenly music to him, and Ling Zhouci was dazed.
"Did I apply it?"
In Ling Fuying's eyes, there is no so-called difference between men and women, only the desire to earn luck points.
She picked up some white ointment on her fingertips, leaned over Ling Zhouci, and touched the wound on Ling Zhouci's neck.
Ling Fuying's warm breath mixed with the aroma of sweet wine came softly towards him, and Ling Zhouci's breathing became disordered. At this moment, the two were only about a palm's distance away, which was even closer than the last time Ling Fuying undressed him. Ling Zhouci lowered his eyes and clenched his palms uncontrollably.
Soft fingertips covered with cold ointment gently touched his neck, and numbness spread to the base of his neck. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he resisted the urge to move away.
In his panic, he accidentally met Ling Fuying's gaze, and his heart stopped beating. He seemed to be bewitched and had crazy ideas.
I want her to be pressed against me, to have her hug my neck.
"Master, does it hurt?"
It was just a very small cut, and for the sake of her luck, she deliberately moved very gently, but it still hurt?
Last time too, in Ling Fuying's eyes, Ling Zhouci had obviously become a vase that could not be touched.
As he spoke, another breath drifted in front of him. Ling Zhouci said with a pounding heart, "It doesn't hurt much."
It was just itchy, like an itch coming from deep within his bones, and he had no way of getting to the bottom of it.
This is what it feels like to interact with girls.
Ling Zhouci wanted to get closer to her.
So he gently grabbed Ling Fuying's hand. Just as she was about to stand up, she lost her balance and was pulled into his arms.
Ling Fuying was so frightened that her face turned pale. Could it be that she would kill Ling Zhouci by sitting like this?
After all, he is a delicate flower that cannot be touched or touched.
Ling Fuying hurriedly prepared to get up from him, but was held by Ling Zhouci. His hand touched her soft and slender waist through the green Luoqun.
Ling Zhouci came to her senses and immediately let go, "I'm sorry."
Ling Fuying stood up from his arms, "Why are you pulling me?"
"I...I feel a little pain." Ling Zhouci lied with a blushing face and a beating heart.
Ling Fuying sighed, he was really... a kind of person who made people feel pity for him.
At least this kind of Ling Zhouci is much more lovable than the arrogant Ling Zhouci who challenged her. After all, his face is still very deceptive as long as he doesn't say something unpleasant.
Ling Fuying lowered his head to look at his wound again. It had clearly recovered as before, without a trace of scar. He was really sensitive to pain.
[Host, Luck Value +100! ]
Good, good, make Fuying happy.
"Just something sweet would be nice." She said casually.
After walking for a distance, they realized that they couldn't see Xuan Min. When they turned around, they found that he was already a long distance away from them.
But people who practice cultivation have sharp hearing and eyesight, and he is tall and stands out among the crowd, so Fu Ying can spot him in the crowd at a glance.
"Let's wait for him." Ling Fuying said uncomfortably.
Meeting Ling Fuying's gaze, Xuan Min raised his leg and walked towards the two of them.
It was already dark at this time, and Ling Fuying saw a peddler carrying candied haws and shouting.
Last time, Ling Zhouci seemed to like it very much and increased her luck value. It should increase this time as well.
The greedy Ling Fuying bought two skewers specially and gave one to Ling Zhouci.
She loves this kind of food with rich taste layers. She doesn't like cloying sweetness or extreme sourness, but the combination of the two becomes her favorite.
Ling Zhouci took it, but the stick was too thin and difficult for him to hold.
So his fingers were almost in close contact with Ling Fuying's fingers. Although they separated immediately after touching, his fingers were extremely hot.
After eating the candied haws, he didn't actually feel much flavor, but he still felt it was very sweet.
He even finished eating something he didn't like very much without realizing it.
He looked at Ling Fuying, whose lips were stained with broken candy shells, and said with trembling eyelashes, "Squat down."
Ling Fuying didn't understand what he meant, but she would still agree to such a simple request as a coin-swiping artifact, so she squatted in front of Ling Zhouci.
He held the handkerchief and his eyes fell on the lips right in front of him. The lips were plump and looked even more rosy and full with a layer of sugar stains. They seemed sweeter than the candied haws.
He wanted to take a bite.
Ling Zhouci took a deep breath, but met Ling Fuying's confused gaze, "Young Master, what's wrong?"
The lips in front of him opened and closed, and the sweet aroma of candied haws filled the air. He pursed his lips and hurriedly wiped the tiny pieces of candy shells on her lips.
After doing it, I secretly regretted my bizarre behavior.
Is he crazy? Why would he... do this?
Ling Zhouci doesn't even understand herself now.
This made Fu Ying even more confused. Ling Zhouci's action was really scary. When she felt the touch on her lips, she immediately stood up and moved away from him.
Seeing that she avoided him like a flood or a beast, Ling Zhouci felt depressed and clenched the snow handkerchief in his hand. All the romantic thoughts in his mind just now disappeared.
Ling Fuying originally wanted to buy a string for Xuan Min, but found that he couldn't touch many things.
Although there was no rule prohibiting the consumption of sweets, he wasn't the type to eat them, and it would have seemed strange to him to see a candied haws, so he simply didn't buy any.
Besides, as a monk, Xuan Min wouldn't care about these things.
Ling Fuying glanced at Xuan Min, but his body froze.
His eyes were still as kind and gentle as water, but there seemed to be unknown danger lurking beneath the gentle appearance.
She pretended to be calm and looked away.
After all this trouble, it was already night when they returned. They were full and had enough to eat and drink, so the dinner prepared by the continent owner in advance was naturally useless.
But he was more curious about the girl his son brought back.
Who on earth could make his son, who never has a good face towards anyone, pay so much attention to him that he would even take him to the city for a tour in a wheelchair?
Ling Zhouci frowned slightly when she received the news, but she still went to the palace where Ling Zhouyan handled official business.
He pushed his wheelchair there and after entering the palace, he looked at the man sitting on the first seat.
"Father."
"I'm here. It seems that I got along well with the distinguished guest today." He came back so late.
Ling Zhouci was actually reluctant to mention these things to her father because of Ling Fuying's identity.
He only needed to ask a few more questions to find out that Ling Fuying was Yuchi Xianyue's wife.
"This is the first time I've seen you care about a girl. Are you sure you're serious?"
Although the Lingzhou family is always consistent in their feelings, there may be an exception, so Lingzhou Yan has to ask clearly in advance.
"Son..." Ling Zhouci was actually still a little confused. Is this feeling based on love really emotion?
Seeing him hesitate and knowing that he had not made up his mind, Ling Zhouyan did not keep him any longer. After all, he had been away for a long time, so it would be better for him to go back and rest early.
"Go down and have the girl come over for lunch tomorrow."
Ling Zhouci didn't really want her to see her father.
"Can't your father see this?" Ling Zhouyan was slightly surprised to see him hesitate.
"That's not what my son meant."
"Then you go back." Ling Zhouyan didn't have that much time to chat with him.
As the ruler of Daluo Continent, Ling Zhouyan naturally had to consider issues like offspring succession, but with Ling Zhouci's body...
He has a headache.
*
After Ling Zhouci left, only Ling Fuying and Xuan Min were left. The dim light under the eaves cast a layer of silence between the two of them.
This left Fu Ying and Xuan Min as silent as ever.
As she walked in, Xuan Min reached out and held her wrist.
This made Fu Ying's expression stiffen.
He also realized his offense, but he did not let go, "Donor."
"Master, what's wrong?" Ling Fuying pulled his hand out of his.
Xuan Min could feel the softness flowing away in his palm.
"You and the young master seem to have a very good relationship."
Ling Fuying didn't know how to answer, Xuan Min was actually curious about this.
"He had been to the Three Thousand Realms before, and had also accompanied us to the Zheyuan Palace, so we got to know him."
After that, the two of them had nothing more to talk about, but it was clear that Ling Fuying always had a lot of questions to ask him in the past.
His horoscope or his life in the temple, including how to deal with situations that conflict with the precepts.
In the end, should we follow the precepts completely or follow the Buddhist teachings in our hearts?
Xuan Min actually asked himself the same question.
Last time in the cat demon cave.
He must not break the rules and must not be involved with women, but if he does not obey what the cat demon says, the sword will fall from Ling Fuying's head at any time.
Between his life and breaking the precepts, he chose to break the precepts.
But if it were someone else, would he still make the same choice?
Xuan Min was once confused, but now he knows clearly that he will not.
Faced with such a situation, there is not only one solution.
He has other ways to break the deadlock.
When Xuan Min came back to his senses, he found that Fu Ying had already said goodbye and left.
Ling Fuying leaned his body against the door, the heat on his hands still lingering.
Xuan Min's fingertips were covered with calluses, and when he held her hand, they were hot and abrasive, making her palm numb.
In fact, she didn't have to be so nervous, but her body was completely out of control.
Ling Fuying didn't know when he would be able to regain his composure when facing Xuan Min.
The next day, she woke up and learned that she had to attend a lunch prepared by the continent master.
I couldn't help but wonder what Ling Zhouci's father looked like.
She specifically waited for Ling Zhouci and Xuan Min, and the three of them went together.
The lunch was held in the warm room, which was as warm as spring and surrounded by flowers and plants.
When he saw Lingzhou Ci's father, Ling Fuying was impressed by the beauty of Lingzhou's family. Even his father was a handsome man.
She had heard rumors about the Lingzhou family: all of them were infatuated, and this continent master had not remarried for many years after his wife passed away.
No wonder Ling Zhouci is deeply in love with Yuchi Xianyue. Even planning to steal her away is not very ethical.
Ling Zhouyan also looked at her, but he just looked at her very politely, without any presumptuous scrutiny.
"Dad, this is Ling Fuying, the second young lady of Zheyuan Palace."
Ling Zhouyan had never seen Ling Fuying, but he had heard of her name. The incident of Zheyuan Palace and Sanqianyu jointly looking for her had caused a lot of uproar, so how could he not know about it?
Ling Zhouyan didn't show it on his face, but he was thinking, "Miss Ling, if I'm not mistaken, you and Yuchi Yuchi are married. Why didn't you come with the Yuchi Yuchi?"
Hearing his words, Ling Zhouci frowned, "Father."
Ling Fuying answered truthfully, "I have divorced Yuchi Xianyue and we are no longer husband and wife."
No wonder Ling Zhouyan also said that his son liked a married woman.
Although he used to be.
The husband of the second young lady is Yuchi Xianyue. If her son really likes him, it would be fine. But if he is just interested in him, wouldn't it be a laughing stock if the news gets out? Yuchi Xianyue in the Three Thousand Territories will definitely not give up.
Especially since he had gone to such great lengths to find someone before, it seemed that even if he had no feelings for his wife, he was still obsessed with her.
Ling Zhouyan is weighing the pros and cons.
"I see. I was presumptuous. It is a great honor for our humble home to have the Second Young Lady here as our guest. I apologize for any inconvenience I may have shown you."
"But, I wonder when your second young lady and my son met?"
Of course it is in the Three Thousand Realms.
But at that time, she and Yuchi Xianyue were still husband and wife on the surface.
"Father, I took the initiative to invite Miss Ling to visit our Daluo Continent, so I didn't tell you in advance." Ling Zhouci naturally knew what was going on in her father's mind.
He was suspicious of Ling Fuying, a person from Zheyuan Palace and Three Thousand Territories, who came to Daluo Continent without alerting anyone.
Who knows what he is thinking.
On the surface, Daluozhou is on good terms with Zheyuan Palace and Sanqianyu, but in reality, those two forces are eyeing it covetously.
And now his son seems to have a close relationship with the second young lady, so Ling Zhouyan has to be on guard.
Ling Fuying knew this very well. Although the continent lord spoke softly, he was not an easy person to talk to. She couldn't help but worry that her plan to go to Ulan City by borrowing the continent lord's mansion would be exposed.
She had to be more cautious. Fortunately, she lived in Lingzhouci's house and didn't need to interact with Lingzhouyan on a daily basis.
If there wasn't a certain cooldown time for adjusting the mask parameters, she would have changed into Jingyun's appearance to travel long ago, after all, it would have saved a lot of trouble.
It was all because of Yuchi Xianyue's cunning efforts to find external assistance, forcing her to resort to this desperate measure, adjusting the mask's values to his face, wasting a cooling time.
She couldn't just walk around using his face, and besides, she felt disgusted.
She felt even more uncomfortable when she saw her body turning into Yuchi Xianyue.
The system also considerately replicated Xiao Xiaoyue. Feeling the presence between her legs, she felt really awkward when she walked.
But there is no point in saying this now.
"I've prepared some wine and food. I hope the Second Miss and Master Xuanmin will enjoy their meal."
Ling Zhouyan specially asked someone to prepare vegetarian dishes and tea for Xuan Min.
We also prepare rice wine dishes suitable for women.
Although they are only extremely subtle details, many people are simply unable to realize these details that easily make people feel favorable towards them. This can be considered a kind of talent. No wonder Ling Zhouyan is quite loved by the people of Daluo Continent.
But the more this happened, the more vigilant Fu Ying became. People who pay attention to details always have more observation skills than ordinary people.
She was the second young lady of Zheyuan Palace and the ex-wife of Yuchi Xianyue. It would be strange if people didn't get suspicious when she secretly came to visit him in Daluo Continent.
From then on, she had to be careful in her actions and not act rashly to find out what was happening in Ulan City.
After the meal, the three of them returned to Xizhu Garden. Ling Zhouci observed Ling Fuying's expression. How could he not know what his father was thinking? He was afraid that Ling Fuying would be unhappy and leave.
"My father has always been like this, but he has a good heart." He said it very unconvincingly.
On the contrary, he looks good, but he is not a good person.
How could they be able to sit firmly in this position without any cunning and without innocent blood on their hands? Ling Huaixu and Yuchi Xianyue are both like this in their nature.
"I know." Ling Fuying planned to take it one step at a time. If the Continent Lord's Mansion couldn't find a breakthrough for the time being, she would go and explore it herself.
Ling Zhouci felt relieved when he saw that her expression remained unchanged, but then he came to his senses and thought, why should he care so much.
"Then you should rest early."
He said this, but he actually didn't want to leave.
"good."
The sound of Ling Zhouci's wheelchair rolling gradually faded away.
Fu Ying had visited almost all the places he needed to visit in the past few days, and he had no idea how to find out about Ulan City.
She focused her mind and continued to practice. Others could take away other things, but her cultivation was not so easy to take away. Fu Ying looked at the small flame that was jumping in her palm. It seemed ordinary, but it had injured Yuchi Xianyue last time.
She couldn't help but wonder what was happening to Chen Fuxue.
There has been no news for nearly half a month, and I don’t know whether it is good news or bad news.
Fu Ying's cultivation is now steadily increasing. Although she has not yet reached a breakthrough, it has become extremely condensed. Now that she has no need to use her spiritual power, she releases it every day and then condenses it again to strengthen her control over the spiritual power and at the same time increase her limits.
After finishing the training, go out for a walk, see the unique scenery of Daluozhou, and touch the ice sculpture of phoenix in the courtyard that was carved by a skilled craftsman.
Turning a corner, I ran into Ling Zhouci, who was feeding the koi in the pond.
This koi is really tenacious and hasn't been frozen to death yet.
"Young Master." Ling Fuying called him.
Ling Zhouci looked at her. She had a tired look on her face and looked listless. He probably knew why Ling Fuying was like that.
He was used to this kind of life and didn't feel anything, but Ling Fuying was probably bored.
But he couldn't find anything new to tell her.
He recalled the last time he had close contact with Ling Fuying at Dragon Ridge Peak. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and his cold body began to feel warm again.
He's been getting more and more agitated lately.
"Just got up?" Ling Zhouci asked.
Ling Fuying nodded, and she looked at the koi swimming in the pond and sighed, "Young Master is truly quite leisurely and elegant."
This is Ling Zhouci's life. His health rarely allows him to go out. This year is the year he has gone out the most, and he also intends to exercise his body.
"Do you want to feed it?" Ling Zhouci gave the fish food to Ling Fuying.
She shook her head and had no interest in feeding the fish, but was more interested in eating the fish.
"In a few days, the monks from the palace will go to a city near Dragon Ridge Peak. Do you want to go and take a look?"
Ling Fuying perked up instantly, but he kept a straight face, "What are you going there for? Wasn't the matter at Dragon Ridge Peak resolved last time?"
"It's not Dragon Ridge Peak, it's Ulan City. It's just a little dangerous."
"But wouldn't it be a bad idea for me to go?" Ling Fuying looked hesitant.
"Why not?"
Facing Ling Fuying's gaze, Ling Zhouci vaguely understood that she was probably worried about his father.
"You don't need to worry about that."
If she wanted to go, Ling Zhouyan would not stop her directly. At most, he would send someone to watch her on the way. But when she really arrived in Wulan City, the situation would be critical and she would be unable to take care of herself or others.
She only wanted to get the Nine Tribulations Jade, run away after getting it, refine it as quickly as possible, and never return to the Continent Lord's Mansion.
"Forget it, you go." Ling Fuying said hesitantly.
Her acting was poor, but Ling Zhouci didn't notice at all. Instead, she comforted her: "I will definitely take you there."
Fu Ying was delighted that the trick had succeeded. Although Ling Zhouci spoke harshly, he was a simple person.
Ling Huaixu is sharp-tongued and cunning.
You can figure out who is cuter just by using your toes.
Ling Zhouci is truly a little angel.
Ling Huaixu, who was still on Linghuan Island and planning to take his sister back to Zheyuan Palace, sneezed.
After parting with Ling Fuying, Ling Zhouci was about to return to the bedroom when she found something pink on the floor.
He wanted to bend down to pick it up, but the wheelchair was too high. He could only hold on to the wheelchair and slowly stand up to pick it up. When he pinched it into his palm, he felt a trace of residual warmth and a soft touch spreading in his palm.
Only then did he realize what he had picked up.
He looked in the direction where Ling Fuying left, and struggled several times, but failed to stop her.
The thing in his hand was Ling Fuying's handkerchief, embroidered with a few hibiscus flowers.
She seemed to carry it with her. Ling Zhouci smelled her body fragrance, which was so rich and fragrant that his heart beat so violently that he almost couldn't breathe.
Ling Zhouci hid it quickly in her arms with trembling fingertips.
This was the first time he did something so sneaky, and she probably wouldn't notice.
*
After returning to the house, Ling Fuying was thinking about going to Ulan City in a few days.
The communication stone, which had been silent for a long time, began to move. When she looked, it was Chen Fuxue.
He said he had dealt with Yuchi Xianyue.
He misses her very much.
When will they get married?
What is coming will come, and you can't avoid it. It's time to untie the ties of love and get rid of him.
From then on, the world was vast and her life was no longer linked to the man-child pair of Shen Fuxue and Yuchi Xianyue.
However, she was a little skeptical. Did Yuchi Xianyue really solve the problem? Was it so easy?
Although Ling Fuying really wanted to deal with Yuchi Xianyue, he still found it somewhat unbelievable.
Then now the only person she has to deal with is Chen Fuxue.
Fu Ying was so excited that she didn't even feel anything about being forced into marriage by Chen Fuxue.
Yuchi Xianyue is her biggest worry, and she must get rid of him as soon as possible!
Chen Fuxue: [Xiaoman, I'll come find you right away.]
From what he said, it seemed that he knew where she was. Chen Fuxue was not a threat for the time being, but she was a little annoying occasionally.
He was just too clingy.
Chen Fuxue just looked obedient.
In fact, it is a wolfdog that needs to be disciplined and restrained at all times. No matter how docile a wolfdog looks, it cannot hide its wild instinct.
As long as she keeps him by her side, she will never be able to relax completely and must be on guard every day.
Just as he was thinking about it, another message came from Shen Fuxue.
【Xiaoman, I miss you. 】
After a few seconds, another one popped up.
【Xiaoman, I miss you. 】
As if worried that she didn't see it, he sent it twice.
Ling Fuying: fainted.
When she was about to put away the communication stone, more news came.
【Xiaoman, do you miss me? 】
This was the first time Shen Fuxue asked her such a question.
She didn't answer.
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