Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Ling Qingyu got out of the carriage, Yang Zhao held her hand, touched the palm of her hand, and then asked, "How good is it?"

"Well, find a good place, let's move over after two days of cleaning up." Ling Qingyu still said with a little excitement.

"Okay." Yang Zhao responded, watching the smile on her face and the corners of her mouth slowly turned upwards. Yang Zhao suddenly remembered a sentence he had heard before. How did the Chaffinch know the eagle's ambition? Those who want to see her jokes and wait for her to come and then insult them, how do they know that she simply dismissed their kind of life in her heart.

"Qing Yu," Yang Zhao pulled up Ling Qingyu's waist after entering the main courtyard and whispered, "I will find a chance to get out as soon as possible."

Ling Qingyu was taken aback, Yang Zhao got away, at least to break an arm or even a more serious injury. Her original idea was to find another way to replace it. In two years, she could always find a way to resign. But yesterday Cheng Jia After telling the story, although Yang Zhao did not mention it, she knew that he had always felt guilty and painful about it. Even when he was in bed, she had to make him more painful, and he had to get out in half a year, so there was only this way. gone.

"Zhao," holding the arm that was about to be abandoned by the master, Ling Qingyu's eyes were moist, and said: "Maybe there is another way. Don't give up until the end."

Yang Zhao hugged her tighter. After the two walked into the room, they closed the door. Yang Zhao pulled her to stand in front of him, put her wind-blown hair behind her ears, and stroked her fingers. Yang Zhao said with a faint smile on his brows and cheeks: "Qingyu, if Zhao becomes the rope that binds your wings, then Zhao will definitely cut this rope without hesitation, and will never trap you. "Whether it is the official responsibility or the life.

"Fool," a drop of tears dripped from the corner of his eyes. Ling Qingyu looked up at him and smiled slightly: "You and Yan San are my wings. Now that I have lost one, should I lose the other one? "

Han Mian moved quickly. Within two days, he completed the procedures and hired someone to clean up the villa. Yang Zhao and He Li took the time to visit some veteran generals, invited relevant people from the Ministry of Defense for dinner, and sent many more. The red envelope went out, and then together with Ling Qingyu, they moved to the villa outside the city.

They didn't have much things, they were all carried in the carriage, and it snowed not long after they moved, Baixuehongmei, the scenery of Zhuangzi is even more beautiful.

On the second day after the move, Cheng Jia brought Fan Xu over to rub the plum blossom...

On the third day afterwards, it was not just Fan Yi who followed Cheng Jia, but also Mei Donghua, Fan Ye, Su Wen, Su Ce, and others, as well as his wife and sisters, and a large group of girls and women followed. , The villa immediately became lively.

Thick curtains were put up in the plum forest. Snow was flying outside, red plums stood proudly on the branches, but the curtains were warmed by a brazier like spring.

Looking at the young talents who were cooking wine in the wind and snow outside, Ling Qingyu said with emotion: "You are young! Young people are good!"

Puff puff, the few beauties who were still reserved just now in a ladylike posture suddenly smiled.

Su Wanyun pointed at Ling Qingyu and smiled: "How old are you? Speak in this tone?"

"I originally thought I was very young, but I was so compared by you, hey, let people not live!" Ling Qingyu sighed, clutching his chest.

Even Mei Ruoxue's little girl has grown into a beautiful girl like a fairy. Cheng Yuqin has a more mature style after marrying, and every move has a charming charm, and Su Wen’s newlywed wife Xu Muqing even more. Unspeakable charming and unparalleled during the wedding.

Seeing Su Wanyun's more mature self-confidence, Ling Qingyu did not ask why she has not yet been married. These girls are one of the few who are very friendly to her, although they become confidants at first sight with Alan. In her eyes, these few are all girly films, and they show their love to them with the eyes of the older generations looking at children, but it does not prevent them from becoming one at a time.

"Nine, nine~" Ling Qingyu shouted out of the curtain.

"Yes." Ying Jiu, who had been standing outside the door, responded.

"Go and get our golden dress." Ling Qingyu smiled.

"Yes."

Nine pieces of gorgeous clothes hung in the drapery. The exquisite embroidery was brilliant and dazzling, making the women exclaimed, covering their mouths as if they didn’t dare to breathe. Clothes.

"This is the dress for the daughter of Tianyilou. I heard that it was going to be launched a long time ago. I heard that everyone had bought it. I didn't expect it to be your sister." Xu Muqing looked at the dress with emotion.

"Haha," Ling Qingyu laughed dryly, but actually regretted it after buying it back. How could she and Alan have the opportunity to wear this kind of clothes? Wearing this kind of clothes would require a lot of gold for those who were following them. ! It hurts when I think of it.

"Come and come, one person picks one, it's a gift from my sister." Ling Qingyu pointed to the clothes.

"Then I'm welcome, I want that one!" Su Wanyun pointed to the lavender piece.

"I want this one." Mei Ruoxue pointed to the pale red with red plum patterns and smiled.

Cheng Yuqin shook his head slightly, and picked one too. Xu Muqing saw that all three of them had picked one, so he chose one too.

Although these clothes are extremely expensive, for Ling Qingyu, they are not measured by money. If her mind is rejected, she is afraid that she will be looked down upon, right?

Girls! You are really wrong! The goods are just a waste of being left alone. It's better to put them on your body to seize the eye, and it is considered to be a little fished back.

The girls were waiting for a group of maids to cook wine, chant poems and paint, but Ling Qingyu was worried about the few people in Zhuangzi’s room. Early in the morning, Ying Shisan and Ye Shixi Luyao came over. They It was Ling Mansion who arrived first and then came back. All three of them were wounded, and she didn’t have time to ask what happened. Cheng Jia’s group arrived. Today Yang Zhao and He Li are going to the Ministry of War, so Ling Qingyu had to let Alan helped them watch first, and came forward to entertain them.

The few that Cheng Jia brought were all Qingliu upstarts. Ling Qingyu also understood Cheng Jia’s kindness. Even if her main force was outside in the future, the foundations of Dazhou could not be discarded. After Yang Zhao quit the Dazhou officialdom, he and these upstarts It's always right to make a good relationship.

Looking at Su Wanyun, who was serious about writing poems, and then at Han Yan, who had already become one with those talented men, Ling Qingyu put on a cloak and walked out of the curtain.

The cold wind blowing on her body caused her to fight a cold war. Ling Qingyu lightly booed to Ying Jiu who frowned slightly, then quietly approached the talented scholars and waved to Su Ce.

"It's so cold outside the house! Why are you running here?" Su Ce sneaked aside, looking at Ling Qingyu who was rubbing his hands.

"I'll just say a few words, I said Su Ce, your sister Wanyun and Han Xian, will you have a chance to match them together?" Ling Qingyu glanced at Han Xian's direction and asked.

Su Ce opened his mouth and glanced at Han Mian, with regrets on his face: "I used to have this idea in Huai'an, but it's too late. My father just gave my sister to Mei Donghua."

Mei Donghua, it seems to have been introduced by Cheng Jia. Ling Qingyu glanced at the man who was doing his best, and asked Su Ce with his eyes, is that crazy man?

Su Ce rubbed his nose and laughed, and said, "Brother Donghua doesn't usually do this."

To be able to mix with Cheng Jia, his character should not be bad, but unfortunately, there is no fate. Ling Qingyu waved to Su Ce, meaning you can go back, and then walked into Zhuangzi by himself.

Today Xueda, Ling Qingyu did not let Yan Qi come out. There were not many people in the village. Fortunately, those young masters brought many maids and women, so Su Mu and Xie Saburo were required to assist those people with the corresponding work, boiling water and cooking. But dealt with it.

"How?" Opening the door, Ling Qingyu asked.

"Fortunately, they are all minor injuries, but this one is not so good." Alan bandaged Ye Shiyi, and said to Lu Yao Nunu who was sleeping on the bed next to him.

Ling Qingyu was stunned when she saw Lu Yao. After the incident, although she knew that Lu Yao and Ye Shiyi had been serving as guards, she subconsciously avoided confronting them, and the two of them also knew her thoughts. Always avoiding her sight, this was the first time after six months, she looked directly at them like this.

"Why don't you wear more clothes?" Yan Qi held her hand and warmed her cold with her own temperature, and then said to Ying Jiu: "Nine, get more clothes."

"It's okay, I don't think they will stay longer, what happened?" Ling Qingyu glanced at Lu Yao, then looked at Ye Shixi, who had been bowing his head, and asked.

Ling Qingyu got out of the carriage, Yang Zhao held her hand, touched the palm of her hand, and then asked, "How good is it?"

"Well, find a good place, let's move over after two days of cleaning up." Ling Qingyu still said with a little excitement.

"Okay." Yang Zhao responded, watching the smile on her face and the corners of her mouth slowly turned upwards. Yang Zhao suddenly remembered a sentence he had heard before. How did the Chaffinch know the eagle's ambition? Those who want to see her jokes and wait for her to come and then insult them, how do they know that she simply dismissed their kind of life in her heart.

"Qing Yu," Yang Zhao pulled up Ling Qingyu's waist after entering the main courtyard and whispered, "I will find a chance to get out as soon as possible."

Ling Qingyu was taken aback, Yang Zhao got away, at least to break an arm or even a more serious injury. Her original idea was to find another way to replace it. In two years, she could always find a way to resign. But yesterday Cheng Jia After telling the story, although Yang Zhao did not mention it, she knew that he had always felt guilty and painful about it. Even when he was in bed, she had to make him more painful, and he had to get out in half a year, so there was only this way. gone.

"Zhao," holding the arm that was about to be abandoned by the master, Ling Qingyu's eyes were moist, and said: "Maybe there is another way. Don't give up until the end."

Yang Zhao hugged her tighter. After the two walked into the room, they closed the door. Yang Zhao pulled her to stand in front of him, put her wind-blown hair behind her ears, and stroked her fingers. Yang Zhao said with a faint smile on his brows and cheeks: "Qingyu, if Zhao becomes the rope that binds your wings, then Zhao will definitely cut this rope without hesitation, and will never trap you. "Whether it is the official responsibility or the life.

"Fool," a drop of tears dripped from the corner of his eyes. Ling Qingyu looked up at him and smiled slightly: "You and Yan San are my wings. Now that I have lost one, should I lose the other one? "

Han Mian moved quickly. Within two days, he completed the procedures and hired someone to clean up the villa. Yang Zhao and He Li took the time to visit some veteran generals, invited relevant people from the Ministry of Defense for dinner, and sent many more. The red envelope went out, and then together with Ling Qingyu, they moved to the villa outside the city.

They didn't have much things, they were all carried in the carriage, and it snowed not long after they moved, Baixuehongmei, the scenery of Zhuangzi is even more beautiful.

On the second day after the move, Cheng Jia brought Fan Xu over to rub the plum blossom...

On the third day afterwards, it was not just Fan Yi who followed Cheng Jia, but also Mei Donghua, Fan Ye, Su Wen, Su Ce, and others, as well as his wife and sisters, and a large group of girls and women followed. , The villa immediately became lively.

Thick curtains were put up in the plum forest. Snow was flying outside, red plums stood proudly on the branches, but the curtains were warmed by a brazier like spring.

Looking at the young talents who were cooking wine in the wind and snow outside, Ling Qingyu said with emotion: "You are young! Young people are good!"

Puff puff, the few beauties who were still reserved just now in a ladylike posture suddenly smiled.

Su Wanyun pointed at Ling Qingyu and smiled: "How old are you? Speak in this tone?"

"I originally thought I was very young, but I was so compared by you, hey, let people not live!" Ling Qingyu sighed, clutching his chest.

Even Mei Ruoxue's little girl has grown into a beautiful girl like a fairy. Cheng Yuqin has a more mature style after marrying, and every move has a charming charm, and Su Wen’s newlywed wife Xu Muqing even more. Unspeakable charming and unparalleled during the wedding.

Seeing Su Wanyun's more mature self-confidence, Ling Qingyu did not ask why she has not yet been married. These girls are one of the few who are very friendly to her, although they become confidants at first sight with Alan. In her eyes, these few are all girly films, and they show their love to them with the eyes of the older generations looking at children, but it does not prevent them from becoming one at a time.

"Nine, nine~" Ling Qingyu shouted out of the curtain.

"Yes." Ying Jiu, who had been standing outside the door, responded.

"Go and get our golden dress." Ling Qingyu smiled.

"Yes."

Nine pieces of gorgeous clothes hung in the drapery. The exquisite embroidery was brilliant and dazzling, making the women exclaimed, covering their mouths as if they didn’t dare to breathe. Clothes.

"This is the dress for the daughter of Tianyilou. I heard that it was going to be launched a long time ago. I heard that everyone had bought it. I didn't expect it to be your sister." Xu Muqing looked at the dress with emotion.

"Haha," Ling Qingyu laughed dryly, but actually regretted it after buying it back. How could she and Alan have the opportunity to wear this kind of clothes? Wearing this kind of clothes would require a lot of gold for those who were following them. ! It hurts when I think of it.

"Come and come, one person picks one, it's a gift from my sister." Ling Qingyu pointed to the clothes.

"Then I'm welcome, I want that one!" Su Wanyun pointed to the lavender piece.

"I want this one." Mei Ruoxue pointed to the pale red with red plum patterns and smiled.

Cheng Yuqin shook his head slightly, and picked one too. Xu Muqing saw that all three of them had picked one, so he chose one too.

Although these clothes are extremely expensive, for Ling Qingyu, they are not measured by money. If her mind is rejected, she is afraid that she will be looked down upon, right?

Girls! You are really wrong! The goods are just a waste of being left alone. It's better to put them on your body to seize the eye, and it is considered to be a little fished back.

The girls were waiting for a group of maids to cook wine, chant poems and paint, but Ling Qingyu was worried about the few people in Zhuangzi’s room. Early in the morning, Ying Shisan and Ye Shixi Luyao came over. They It was Ling Mansion who arrived first and then came back. All three of them were wounded, and she didn’t have time to ask what happened. Cheng Jia’s group arrived. Today Yang Zhao and He Li are going to the Ministry of War, so Ling Qingyu had to let Alan helped them watch first, and came forward to entertain them.

The few that Cheng Jia brought were all Qingliu upstarts. Ling Qingyu also understood Cheng Jia’s kindness. Even if her main force was outside in the future, the foundations of Dazhou could not be discarded. After Yang Zhao quit the Dazhou officialdom, he and these upstarts It's always right to make a good relationship.

Looking at Su Wanyun, who was serious about writing poems, and then at Han Yan, who had already become one with those talented men, Ling Qingyu put on a cloak and walked out of the curtain.

The cold wind blowing on her body caused her to fight a cold war. Ling Qingyu lightly booed to Ying Jiu who frowned slightly, then quietly approached the talented scholars and waved to Su Ce.

"It's so cold outside the house! Why are you running here?" Su Ce sneaked aside, looking at Ling Qingyu who was rubbing his hands.

"I'll just say a few words, I said Su Ce, your sister Wanyun and Han Xian, will you have a chance to match them together?" Ling Qingyu glanced at Han Xian's direction and asked.

Su Ce opened his mouth and glanced at Han Mian, with regrets on his face: "I used to have this idea in Huai'an, but it's too late. My father just gave my sister to Mei Donghua."

Mei Donghua, it seems to have been introduced by Cheng Jia. Ling Qingyu glanced at the man who was doing his best, and asked Su Ce with his eyes, is that crazy man?

Su Ce rubbed his nose and laughed, and said, "Brother Donghua doesn't usually do this."

To be able to mix with Cheng Jia, his character should not be bad, but unfortunately, there is no fate. Ling Qingyu waved to Su Ce, meaning you can go back, and then walked into Zhuangzi by himself.

Today Xueda, Ling Qingyu did not let Yan Qi come out. There were not many people in the village. Fortunately, those young masters brought many maids and women, so Su Mu and Xie Saburo were required to assist those people with the corresponding work, boiling water and cooking. But dealt with it.

"How?" Opening the door, Ling Qingyu asked.

"Fortunately, they are all minor injuries, but this one is not so good." Alan bandaged Ye Shiyi, and said to Lu Yao Nunu who was sleeping on the bed next to him.

Ling Qingyu was stunned when she saw Lu Yao. After the incident, although she knew that Lu Yao and Ye Shiyi had been serving as guards, she subconsciously avoided confronting them, and the two of them also knew her thoughts. Always avoiding her sight, this was the first time after six months, she looked directly at them like this.

"Why don't you wear more clothes?" Yan Qi held her hand and warmed her cold with her own temperature, and then said to Ying Jiu: "Nine, get more clothes."

"It's okay, I don't think they will stay longer, what happened?" Ling Qingyu glanced at Lu Yao, then looked at Ye Shixi, who had been bowing his head, and asked.