Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Ling Qingyu was very upset, super upset!

After wandering around a few inns, because there are too many people in the rivers and lakes, let alone a separate yard, but there is no room, Ling Qingyu is even more upset.

"Don't look for it, thirteen, let's go directly on the road." Ling Qingyu said depressed, standing at the entrance of the inn.

Ying Thirteen looked at the chaotic crowd in the lobby of the inn, feeling a little uneasy, and said, "Alright."

Ying Thirteen went to catch the car, Ling Qingyu sighed, Xiangyang is not only a military focus, but also an important way for merchants. She wanted to take a good look at the commercial scale here, and wait for Yan San and the others, but now Ye Shi One of his sister’s appearance is obviously not up to her, and she naturally wouldn’t be annoyed by it, but she didn’t expect that the inn could not find a room, and it was not in the direction she had planned for development, and Han Mian was not there either. Buying a house here, now I can't even find a place to stay.

In the lobby, there were a lot of men with strange clothes and obscene gazes, and their eyes looked at her with some chilling meaning. Ling Qingyu unconsciously walked a few more steps outside and greeted the carriage that Ying Jiu rushed over.

"Sister!" With a shout, a white horse ran over from the other side of the street, and immediately the young boy’s white coat was embroidered with silver silk, which sparkled in the sun with dazzling patterns, but they were no better than the boy’s celestial appearance. .

Ling Qingyu looked back and was stunned. Ye Shixi’s good-looking appearance is a well-known thing, but he always wears black clothes like Yan San and his hair is tied only with a hair band behind his head. Now he is white. She had her long dress closed, her wrists wore silver cuffs, her hair tied behind her head, and a white jade hairpin was inserted, which made her look like she had changed for a while.

"Sister!" Ye Shixi rushed to her front, jumped down, grabbed Ling Qingyu's hand, and said anxiously, "Why are you leaving?"

"Huh?" Ling Qingyu didn't react for a while, there were still stars in front of him.

"Didn't the elder sister agree to be with me? Why do you want to leave?" Ye Xi's eyes were a little red, and said aggrieved.

Did I say that? I just said to send you to your sister, right? Ling Qingyu was a little speechless, but didn't know how to answer his words.

Before she could think about what to say, she heard the gasp of gas next to her, and then the sound of horseshoes gradually stopped beside her.

"This girl." In the euphemistic and pleasant voice, all four words had a different style. Under Lu Yao's support, Ning Yu got off his horse, walked slowly to Ling Qingyu, smiled slightly: "It's Ning Yu's fault, if the girl doesn't dislike it, please come to the Mishe for a gathering."

Ling Qingyu shook his heart, and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Ye Shiyi squeezed her hand and said, "If Sister wants to leave, then I will be with me."

A slight impatience flashed in Ning Yu's eyes, and he stepped forward and said: "The girl can't go, right? It's Ning Yu begging you." As he said, he wanted to bow and salute.

When the man's face changed when he swept the side, Ling Qingyu pressed down his anger and smiled: "Miss Ning is too polite."

Ning Yu naturally raised his head, smiled and took down Ye Shiyi's hand, holding Ling Qingyu's hand by himself, and said: "The banquet is already prepared in the Fuzhong, let's go back."

Ling Qingyu smiled and said: "Okay." She broke away from her hand silently, walked to the carriage, shook her head at Ying Shisan, who had a gloomy face, and whispered, "Go live for a day." Then he got on the carriage. .

"Is that Ning Shufeng's son and daughter?" a man sitting in the box on the second floor of the inn looked at the people walking slowly in the street and asked.

"Yes, I have long heard that Ning Shufeng's pair of sons and daughters did not die. Some time ago, when the daughter came out, she made a lot of noise. Now that her son is back, Jinghua Villa is about to start again." The man sitting across from him smiled.

"Na Ning Shufeng has a good general Moxie in his hands. When Jinghua Villa was destroyed, those people did not find the pair of swords. Now it seems that they are in the hands of this pair of children." The man said.

"Hmph, even if I own that sword, I am not afraid of Ning Shufeng's Flowing Wind swordsmanship back then. I am still afraid of a pair of children?" The opposite man sneered.

"Where is the Qingyun Peak in the Red Mansion this time? Did you find it?" the man asked impatiently.

"It must be nearby. I think Qin Haoyu and the others are sending people to investigate. There are not many people in the Red Mansion who knew Qingyun Peak. If it weren't for their internal fighting, these news would not be transmitted. Then Yan Yi was nearby. I've been wandering for a long time, and you can't go wrong as long as you follow him."

"The Demon Cult Yaoyue is here too, let's avoid him."

"Haha, Yaoyue, I'm afraid it's for the Ning family ****."

"Oh?"

"At the beginning of the year, Lu Yao and Ning Yu joined forces to kill the little witch. Although the little witch is not compatible with the demon moon in the demon sect, it is also directly at the face of the demon sect. How can demon moon ignore it, let alone, Na Ning Rain is so beautiful and has royal blood, which man is not tempted?"

"Hehehe, that's it."

Although it is the Chai Mansion, it was the Duan'an Junwang who bought a house from the Wei family in Xiangyang for his granddaughter. The Wei family is also considered a big family in Xiangyang. The area of ​​the house is very large, the buildings are magnificent, and the garden paths are blooming. .

Lu Yao took Ling Qingyu to a small courtyard in the backyard. There were already several maids waiting in the courtyard, and they all bowed to salute when they saw Ling Qingyu.

"These girls are specially deployed by Miss Ning for you. Look again, if there is anything else you need, just say it." Lu Yao said.

Ling Qingyu looked at it. Although the yard was small, it was very elegant. The maids were from a family at first glance, beautiful and very regular.

"Very well, I can't stay for a few days, there are still things to do." Ling Qingyu smiled, then took out an object from his purse and handed it to Lu Yao, saying, "I wanted to return it to you last time, now finally The thing has returned to its original owner."

It was a small jade sword. Lu Yao's eyes shrank slightly, but did not move. Ling Qingyu took his hand, put the jade sword in his palm, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid in the future. It’s unlikely that you will come back to Da Zhou. I wish you and Miss Ning a hundred years."

Putting the jade sword on his palm, the hand with a hint of coolness left immediately. Lu Yao's hand slowly clenched, only to feel that the warm jade sword penetrated into the heart through the meridians as if it had ice.

"Sister." Ye Shishi and Ying Shisan came in carrying the boxes and called out happily.

Seeing that the two were about to enter the main house, one of the maids who had been hanging their heads silently walked out a few steps and said: "Master, let's clean up these things."

Ying Shisan took a step back slightly, letting go of the attending maid, and looked at Ling Qingyu.

"Lu Yao, please tell them, my things are not used to being touched by others." Ling Qingyu turned his head and smiled at Lu Yao.

"Yeah, we can come here, let's go out." Ye Xi said.

A hint of meaning flashed in the maid's eyes, and said, "Master, this is not in harmony with etiquette."

"What's the matter? The girl doesn't like these maids?" Ning Yu walked forward slowly with a smile.

All the maids in the yard suddenly knelt on the ground.

"I'm a rough person, I'm not so particular, these maids are very good, I can't afford it." Ling Qingyu smiled.

Ning Yu covered her mouth, her eyes gleaming, and she chuckled, "Is it the man that the girl always uses? Isn't it the same for my Ye'er?"

This was a bit embarrassing to say, Ling Qingyu's face faded, and said: "The girl has misunderstood, but Ling Mou is running on a sea boat. Few women can stand it."

"Sister Yu?" Ye Shiyi looked at Ning Yu with doubts in his eyes, and called.

"So, then you just listen to the girl's order in the yard. You don't have to allow it. Don't mess with other people's things, you know?" After Ning Yu finished speaking, he smiled to Ling Qingyu: "We will have a banquet later, and the girl will clean up How about coming?"

"it is good."

Ning Yu walked to the gate of the courtyard and glanced at Lu Yao as if casually. After seeing Lu Yao following, Fang continued to walk forward, while whispering in a low voice: "The people from the Five Mountains Sword Sect and Shaolin are here too, you Go hello."

Put the box away, and Ye Shiyi said, "Sister, Sister Yu said, the martial arts conference will be held in a few days. If you want to choose the leader, it may be Brother Lu. Can we leave after seeing it?"

Ling Qingyu was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Are you going with me?"

Ye Shiyi lowered his head and said, "Let me think about it for a few days, and sister let me think about it for a few days, okay?"

Ling Qingyu touched his head, feeling a little unbearable, and said, "Okay, it doesn't matter if you stay a few more days."

"Young Master, Miss, please go to the front hall, the hero of Hanyang is here, please go and see you." The maid stood outside the door and said respectfully.

"You go." Ling Qingyu smiled and said to Ye Shixi.

"Thirteen." Ling Qingyu called out as he watched Ye Shixi's hurrying away.

"Yes." Ying Shisan stopped working and looked at Ling Qingyu.

"Go to Xia Yaren and buy an empty yard." Looking at the maids who seemed to be busy but stared at the house secretly all the time, Ling Qingyu closed the door and said.

"Don't open the box," Ling Qingyu handed the purse to him and said: "When you buy it in the yard, just put it in."

"Are you really going to wait for the martial arts conference to be held?" Ying Shisan asked, taking the purse.

"Hey, it can be regarded as an explanation of the previous fate and friendship." Ling Qingyu sighed.

Ying Shisan held the purse tightly and said, "Okay, I'm going now."

The room was empty, Ling Qingyu put his head on the bed rail and whispered: "Yan San, I really miss you."

"Hmm!" A painful hum overflowed from the corners of Yan San's mouth. Both hands holding the edge of the wooden barrel became pale, and his body trembled violently.

"So I'll tell you, it's a mess! Can't help it? I'll pull out the needle first and come back tomorrow." Alan sighed.

"No... use..." Yan San shook his head as the voice seemed to leak from between his teeth.

Alan's hand stopped and said, "You are so anxious to advance these procedures, and even if the poison is detoxified in the future, the loss to the body will be great. When that time comes, you will have to recuperate, why bother?"

"When... when... can... go..." Yan San asked, enduring intense pain.

"You, just can't let go of it? Well, in two days, we will accompany you and we will pull you out while walking." Alan shook his head and sighed.

"Many...thanks!" Yan San wore a smile at the corner of his mouth, and then gritted his teeth with pain.