Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Ling Qingyu resolutely asked the injured Yan San to rest and drive by herself, but she turned a wheel into the ridge not a few hundred meters after the car drove out.

The road in the field is not wide. She is not familiar with the distance and length of this suv. The most important thing is that the car skills are really...

Yan San was suffocated with a smile, and casually wrapped the wound on his hand with Yunnan Baiyao, got out of the car, lifted the wheel back, and asked Ling Qingyu to let her seat in the passenger seat and drove on the road by herself.

Ling Qingyu looked at the bandage on his arm, still twitching in his heart. Fortunately, because of Ye Po's injury, she put medicine kits in all the cars.

"I'm really okay." Yan San stroked her cheek and smiled: "You've seen it before. Compared with those, what is this?" It just cut a bit, just to make it look scary. , He let the wound grow longer.

"But, you obviously don't need to get hurt!" Ling Qingyu said bitterly: "No matter what the reason, you must put your own safety first, you know! What is their vision, what are the rumors? My heart hurts? Let them die!" She knows Yan San’s considerations, if there is nothing wrong with them, those people still don’t know how to say, maybe some dirty water splashes on him, they too It is impossible to go so smoothly.

Yan San kissed her on the cheek sideways, and said, "It's okay. It's scary. It will be fine in two days. If you believe it or not, I will let you experience it tonight."

"Cough cough!" Ling Ma coughed twice, making Yan San's ears flush immediately, and then drove honestly.

"Yan San..." Ling Ma called.

"Yes!" Yan San couldn't help but stay.

"Be careful in the future." Ling Ma sighed. Although the injury is indeed much lighter than the horror of seeing her daughter under the archway, but listening to Ling Qingyu's meaning, he will not be injured at all by his ability. I was hurt by this deliberately, I'm afraid it was for my daughter.

"Yes!" The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and Yan San responded lightly and heavily.

"Mom, did they reject you this time? That's right, I don't want to enter their genealogy. Dad was not rare 20 years ago, and now I am not rare. Let's stand on our own." Ling Qingyu turned back. Here, she really didn't want to come again.

"Okay." Ling Ma nodded.

Mr. Zheng looked at the mountain forest and nearby mountains. Under Cheng Jia’s explanation, he became more interested. He said that he would go directly to the provincial capital to find Secretary Tong. Then he said that Secretary Tong was his classmate. His concept of cultural real estate was that of harmony. Secretary Tong and a group of classmates chatted together, but they didn't know exactly how to do it. Now that Cheng Jia's design drawing came out, he had figured it all out. He went to Secretary Tong for this matter.

Cheng Jia and Yang Zhao pushed Young Master Jin to him, resolutely not to go to the provincial capital with him.

reason?

The reason is simple, to accompany his wife to dinner.

So Mr. Zheng took Mr. Jin to the provincial capital, and they returned home.

Then I saw that Yan San was injured.

When Ling Ma talked about the process, when Ling Xiaoxu was separated by a few people, he was one of the most brutally smashed. A few people knew the reason. I was afraid that Ling Xiaoxu spread a lot of rumors, and the villagers also said it. If it weren't for those of Ling Qingyu's clansmen, I'm afraid Yan Sanlian wouldn't be able to make a few swords, and it would be gratifying to kill the bitch.

After talking to Ling Qingyu about Mr. Zheng, Yang Zhao looked at Yan San's arm half-lying on the sofa by the window, and then asked Ling Qingyu after he went out: "It's awkward?"

Yan San raised his hand and looked at the bandage, and said, "She said she wants to stand on her own and get out of the family."

Yang Zhao nodded and said, "It's worth it."

"Yes." Yan San echoed. Over there, the Ling family and her are his family. With everything about him, he can't bear the ignorance and despise of those who are in the name of the Ling family. Since those nominal tribes don’t love her, they even have the most basic respect. If you don't give it to her, it's better to leave it alone. It's enough for her to have them to love her.

In the evening Yan San used facts to prove that Tie Han Yan San, even though he was still brave with dozens of swords in his body, would care about such a slight skin injury, so Ling Qingyu, who was lazily leaning on his arms and lying on the bed in the morning, heard the loud calls from the yard , I remembered that today is the day when my aunt cousin came home.

My aunt is eighty-eight years old and she is still walking fast. With her 70-year-old cousin, she started to tell Ling Ma how to clean up the yard as soon as she walked in. There was a live chicken that greeted her grandson and great grandson with fresh vegetables. The live duck and eggs were put together, and a pile of cured fish and bacon was piled directly into the kitchen.

The yard where two tractors were converted into a car was parked suddenly, and the sky was noisy.

Ling Qingyu hurriedly got up to wash, and asked Yan San to choose the most old-fashioned, most ugly, and cheapest clothes to wear, but her hair was neatly combed. After returning, she returned her hair to pure black. , It looks like some innocent village girls.

Then he put on a simple and capable clothes for Yan San, and combed all the strands that he would usually fall off, and wiped some of his saliva in a panic.

Then take Yan San down.

Yan Qi guarded the door and saw the two of them coming out, saying: "The surname Zheng called in the evening and asked Yang Zhao and Cheng Jia to go to the provincial capital today. They went there early in the morning, um, Yepa also Follow along." Ling Qingyu is already a soldier, going far away, Ye Po or Ying Jiu will always follow one.

Without hearing the voices of Zhao Yinfeng and Meng Su, Ling Qingyu pulled Yan Qi and combed his long hair again, and asked, "Are Meng Su and Zhao Yinfeng also gone?"

Yan Qi nodded and said, "Well, He Li means that it is better for them to participate in these matters earlier."

In fact, according to Ling Qingyu's heart, he didn't want them to start intervening in these things so early, but the plan could not keep up with the changes.

Seeing her frowning, Yan Qi's slender and white fingers erased the wrinkles on her brows, and smiled: "Don't worry, Yang Zhao knows how to do it. They won't pick and do it. The main force is just showing a face now and expressing cooperation.” Originally, they only planned to kill Ling Haolin, but Ling Qingyu called Jiang Xin that day. Since the boss said that he wanted to take this benefit, they naturally wanted to do it. With all his best efforts, Cheng Jia’s design drawing came out after several discussions with Yang Zhaohe Li and Qin Zihao and others.

Since they have to do it, they will inevitably let the matter be done, and they will be able to get the most benefits at the least cost.

Or, dare to say that it is her man?