Being Pursued By The Empress, Begging Me To Let Go!

Chapter Fifty-six: [Fate is what I strive for]

A look of astonishment suddenly appeared on Ling Feiyan's fair face, not knowing what to do.

If Su Ning has a wife and children...... I am still with him......

That couldn't be more exciting!

Ling Feiyan, who was born in a wealthy family in the Fantasy world, will definitely not have too much resistance to this kind of thing, and there is no moral pressure.

Su Ning looked at Ling Feiyan quietly, and found that the expression on this little girl's face was varied, from happy to disappointed at one moment, wondering what messed things she was thinking about.

"If you are also going to Da Song, let's go together."

"The two of us are together, and there is a caretaker on the way."

Seeing through Ling Feiyan's mind, Su Ning took the initiative to invite.

If the other party's real destination is also Da Song, this road is the shortest, and he can't get rid of it even if he wants to, so they go straight together.

The two rushed to the Great Song Dynasty together, Su Ning was riding a white horse, and Ling Feiyan was sitting behind him.

Her hands and feet were very dishonest. She was fascinated by Su Ning's back, and couldn't help but rubbed forward, wrapping her arms around Su Ning's waist.

"The horseback is too bumpy, and I'm afraid of falling off."

"That's why I hold you."

Ling Feiyan said with a blushing face, her cheek was pressed against Su Ning's back as if she could hear his heartbeat, strong and powerful.

She was surprised why she suddenly became so courageous today. Could it be that she couldn't help herself when the novel came into reality?

Su Ning in the front also felt Ling Feiyan's soft chest pressed against him, he was a little surprised, this little girl is more interesting than her sister.

And it's warm......

"Ah, it's raining."

"What should I do, my clothes are about to get wet."

Suddenly it rained heavily, the wind howled, and the rain continued. It seemed that the gods here were avenging the green snake just now.

"Hold on, let's find a place to shelter from the rain."

"Drive! Drive!"

Su Ning whipped his horse fast, and the horse galloped forward on the somewhat muddy dirt road washed by the heavy rain.

The two came to a courtyard with blue-gray stone slabs, broken walls, and marble lying there in disorder. Fortunately, there was a gazebo that could shelter it from the wind and rain.

The two were sitting very close to each other on the bluestone slab, their hair was wet by the rain, and the skirts of their white robes were also soaked.

"Don't listen to the sound of Chuanlin beating leaves, why not scream and walk slowly."

"Bamboo stick straw sandals are better than horses, who is afraid? A cloud of smoke and rain Ren Pingsheng."

Su Ning almost blurted out, this is one of the few poems he knows.

Even he didn't know the specific meaning of these two poems, but he just felt that it was very appropriate to say it on this occasion.

"My lord, can you still compose poetry?"

"awesome!"

Ling Feiyan looked at Su Ning with admiration, she never thought that apart from being strong and handsome, he was also so talented.

Immortal cultivators are the most admired by people in this world, and among the immortal cultivators, apart from the powerful ones standing at the top of the pyramid, there are also some people who are also admired by others.

Literati like Fairy Danqing who have mastered the art of ink painting, besides there are Immortals of Painting, Immortals of Music and so on.

They may not be very powerful, but there are always those who are willing to keep them around for support, and occasionally listen to ditties to cultivate their sentiments or something.

The two poems that Su Ning just blurted out made Ling Feiyan seem to have opened the door to a new world.

She wanted to know the meaning of these two poems, but Su Ning was helpless.

I just couldn't help pretending to be a jerk for a while... I don't know what they mean.

"Hey, it's sunny."

"Let's continue on our way."

Fortunately, the heavens were beautiful, and Su Ning escaped a catastrophe, without exposing her literary youth personality.

The two soon arrived at the capital of the Great Song Dynasty—Yong'an City.

A city ruled by immortal cultivators, where common people of the secular world live and work in peace and contentment, the most prosperous city in East Continent.

The city wall outside the city is tall, and the city inside the city is prosperous, with a variety of goods, and the sound of hawking can be heard endlessly.

"The shark beads of the South Sea, the Thousand Year ginseng of the North,

Populus euphratica in the Western Regions, and pine trees in the East China Sea. "

"Don't miss it when you pass by, gentlemen passing by, please take a look."

Pearls are listed in the market, households are full of Luoqi, competing for luxury.

The people who come and go wear splendid jade robes, which are not like ordinary people's clothes.

In addition to Dongzhou's face, Su Ning also saw some other strange faces.

The nose bridge is high, and the color of the pupils is not very similar to that of Dongzhou people. They must be foreigners from outside Dongzhou. Thinking about coming to Yong'an City, it is really extremely luxurious, open and inclusive.

"Let's say goodbye today, and we will meet again someday."

"Goodbye girl!"

Su Ning cupped fist, was about to leave, but unexpectedly was stopped by Ling Feiyan again.

"Young master... don't you have anything to say to me?"

"No."

Su Ning replied decisively that he had more important things to do when he came to Yong'an City.

It was getting late, and he was running out of time, so he had to get rid of Ling Feiyan as soon as possible.

"If there is a destiny, we will meet again."

"If there is no destiny, the girl doesn't have to worry about it."

Suddenly, Su Ning felt a warmth on his forehead.

Ling Feiyan tiptoed and tapped his forehead lightly.

When she came back to her senses, she saw Ling Feiyan blinking her big eyes, with her hands behind her back, looking innocent.

"I believe in fate, even if we are apart, I believe that fate will lead us to meet again."

"If not, I'll find you with my own strength."

Feeling that the two were about to part, Ling Feiyan's eyes were firm.

It would be best if fate would guide me to be with Su Ning.

If not, she will create her own fate!

It's all written in the novel!

I must not miss my own son of destiny, and I must chase after Su Ning and make Su Ning fall under the skirt of own pomegranate.

Ling Feiyan held her head high,

"Goodbye, Mr. Su, but I believe we will meet again soon."

Su Ning froze there, looking at Ling Feiyan's retreating back, her heart suddenly throbbed.

Are all members of the Ling family so individual?

Forget it, Su Ning decided not to think about it anymore, it's important to deal with serious business first.

Su Ning turned and left, heading straight for the most prosperous commercial street in the west city of Yong'an City.

There is the most luxurious fireworks and willow alley in Dongzhou!