"Since everything is alright, then hurry back and get some rest. We'll call you when dinner is ready."
Ling Hong waved her hand, and after the servants noted down the dishes Ling Feng and Su Qinghe wanted for dinner, she quickly sent them away.
"Then I'll go back to my room first. Please take care of yourself." Ling Feng stood up and secretly squeezed Su Qinghe's hand.
Su Qinghe understood, and before leaving, she still gave Ling Hong a polite greeting. Seeing that Ling Hong's eyes lit up slightly, she smiled slightly, pulled Ling Feng, and turned to leave.
The Seven Killings Pavilion occupies a large area, built against the mountain, and has a complex network of roads.
Ling Feng led the way without saying a word, holding Su Qinghe's hand tightly from beginning to end. Everyone who passed by them was talking about it.
Ling Xue followed on the side, very curious about Su Qinghe. Seeing that Ling Feng didn't speak, he couldn't help but hold back for a long time.
"Um... what do your brother and sister-in-law do outside? Is their home far from here? How many husbands do they have...?"
He asked several questions in a row, genuinely curious about the woman his brother had taken a liking to.
Ling Feng glanced at him helplessly, then looked apologetically at Su Qinghe.
"Don't mind him. He's never really left this place since he was a child, and he's always like this to people from outside. If you find it annoying, you don't have to pay any attention to him."
Hearing Ling Feng's evaluation of her, Ling Xue reluctantly shut her mouth.
Su Qinghe gave Ling Feng a meaningful look. "I'm not that impatient. Don't ruin my image."
After speaking, ignoring Ling Feng's strange gaze, Su Qinghe smiled gently and harmlessly, turning her head to patiently answer Ling Xue's questions one by one.
Seeing her attitude towards Ling Xue, Ling Feng's heart skipped a beat, and his expression turned sour.
The two chatted and laughed all the way, but Ling Feng exuded an invisible chill, and his expression became even colder, as if someone owed him a large sum of money.
After walking for about fifteen minutes, Ling Feng finally stopped, glanced sideways at Su Qinghe who was smiling like a flower, and frowned.
"We've arrived. Xue-ge'er, you can go back now. We need to rest," he said in a cold voice.
Ling Xue was stunned, not understanding why Ling Feng suddenly became upset.
Despite how strange it was, he obediently nodded.
"Oh, okay! Then brother and sister-in-law, get some rest. I'll call you when dinner is ready."
After Ling Xue left, Su Qinghe turned her head and looked at Ling Feng with a smile, knowingly asking, "Why are you so angry? Who upset you?"
Ling Feng, with a stern face and eyes fixed ahead, snorted coldly and stepped into the house, exuding an aura that kept strangers at bay.
Su Qinghe raised an eyebrow, looked at the man's tall back, and leisurely followed him inside.
Ling Feng's residence was very large, and the sword marks left around the outside indicated that he often practiced swordsmanship in the courtyard.
The room was also very clean, so it must have been regularly cleaned.
"You go ahead and wash, I'll be in a bit."
After putting down the bundle, Ling Feng pointed to the inner room, indicating that Su Qinghe should go in.
They had already instructed the servants to prepare these things when they returned, so now they only need to tidy up a bit before they can rest.
Su Qinghe didn't go over immediately, but instead wandered around aimlessly, acting very familiar with the place.
After walking around a huge artificial mountain, Su Qinghe's smile widened as she looked at what was in front of her.
"I want to soak in the hot spring. Bring me my clothes."
She shouted loudly in Ling Feng's direction without any regard for his opinion.
This is Ling Feng's courtyard. Given his arrogant nature, this hot spring has certainly never been used by anyone other than him.
That would be too good for her!
Su Qinghe hummed a little tune in a very good mood, ignoring Ling Feng's words of refusal from inside the room.
After confirming that only Ling Feng and Xiao Yinghou were in the courtyard, Su Qinghe looked at the steaming pool, tested the water temperature, and, finding it suitable, quickly stripped herself down to only her underwear and stepped into the pool.
"Phew...that feels good!"
The water in the pool just reached her shoulders, and in that instant, the fatigue from the bumpy journey of the past two weeks vanished, and Su Qinghe let out a comfortable sigh.
Not far away, Ling Feng hurried towards the hot spring. "A bathtub is ready inside, don't..."
He had just rounded the artificial hill when he saw Su Qinghe already in the pond, and immediately clenched his fist.
"Huh? Where are the clothes I asked you to get for me?"
Seeing Ling Feng empty-handed, Su Qinghe smiled smugly and slowly moved towards the edge of the pool.
As she got closer to the edge of the pool, the water level dropped, and gradually, her collarbone became visible. The water level continued to fall, and next, half of her breasts were revealed...
Ling Feng quickly turned his back, one hand on his lower abdomen, his chest heaving up and down, clearly angry.
He had never seen such a shameless woman!
Now that she's on his turf, instead of restraining herself, she's become even more unscrupulous than before.
Seeing that the man had his back to her, Su Qinghe's lips curled up even wider, a sly glint in her eyes, and she unconsciously splashed water with her arm.
Hearing the rustling sound behind him, Ling Feng pursed his lips, strode away without turning his head, and returned with a set of clothes in his hand.
"This hot spring is for my exclusive use, so you'd better get out of here right now."
He placed the clothes on the large rock by the pool with a blank expression, then turned his back.
Whether it was from being tired from walking back and forth so quickly, or from feeling a little shy at the sight before him, he had his back to Su Qinghe, but Su Qinghe could see a pink blush on the back of his neck.
After looking at him thoughtfully for a while, Su Qinghe wet her hands and splashed water on him, which landed accurately on the back of his pink neck.
Ling Feng trembled, turned around, and looked at her with hostility. "What are you doing?"
"Your ability to keep a straight face is quite impressive." Su Qinghe couldn't help but praise Ling Feng, whose expression remained unchanged.
Based on her observations over the past few days, it seems that whether a man is shy or not can only be judged by whether a small patch of red appears behind his earlobe and on the back of his neck; you can't tell anything from his face.
Seeing the man's cold gaze, Su Qinghe blinked and suddenly stood up. Ling Feng, thinking she was about to come out, quickly turned back around.
However, he then heard a splash, followed by Su Qinghe's laughter.
"Sorry, I just twisted my foot." Su Qinghe's tone was completely devoid of sincerity.
"You!" Ling Feng gritted his teeth, at a loss for words, but he didn't turn to look at her again.
Su Qinghe lay leisurely by the pool, her face full of enjoyment.
"You're my man, what's yours is mine. There's no such thing as 'exclusively for you.' From now on, there won't be any such talk with me. I advise you to get used to your status as a married man..."
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