First Concubine

Chapter 166 Ready to move (4)

As if feeling Zhuge Liuyun's gaze, Leng Youru slowly raised his head. Zhuge Liuyun raised his head with a "swish" and looked at the sky. Leng Youru lowered her head and continued reading. Her long black hair slipped from her shoulders as she raised her head and then lowered her head, falling just on the page. She tucked it behind her head. Zhuge Liuyun's peripheral vision had been following her movements, and he saw her slender green fingers holding inky black hair, brushing her white snowy neck inch by inch... There was a burning sensation in her throat, but she pretended to be cool and asked: "Have you taken the medicine for the night?" without?"

“Hmm.” Leng Youru looked at the script and responded softly.

Zhuge Liuyun said again: "I have prepared some small gifts for my mother. When you recover, we will go back to see her together. This time she is very tired."

 “Yeah.” Leng Youru’s eyes became a little softer when she mentioned her mother.

Mrs. Leng actually didn't say anything unnecessary, she just said, "You feel sorry for your child, and I feel sorry for mine. If you go, I will accompany you."

Zhuge Liuyun gave her a complicated look and went to the clean room alone. After washing, he got into the quilt, but it was not his own bed. Leng Youru's long eyelashes trembled. She felt his hot body slowly pressing against hers, and his arms were placed on her waist intentionally or unintentionally. She took a deep breath and said nothing!

Zhuge Liuyun was lying down and she was sitting, so there were inevitably gaps in the quilt. Zhuge Liuyun's eyes flashed, and he frowned and said, "It's very cold!"

Leng Youru tucked him in, took out a towel from the second drawer of the bedside table and stuffed it between the two of them, and continued reading.

Zhuge Liuyun has never encountered such a situation in his whole life. In the past, Leng Youru lived in the Buddhist hall from time to time, but as long as the two of them were alone, she was still very considerate and obedient to him. But now... Zhuge Liuyun turned his back angrily, and there was a big gap in the quilt. This time, even Leng Youru felt cold. Leng Youru finally looked at him, and at this glance, she discovered the bruises on the back of his neck. Leng Youru's eyes moved slightly, she put down the book, took a bottle of golden sore medicine from the first drawer of the bedside table, and then unbuttoned the buttons that she could do with her eyes closed, and misunderstood her when Zhuge Liuyun turned around. Under his gaze, he gently applied medicine on him. But he didn't ask the reason for the injury, and he didn't say any words of comfort. Two people have deeply hurt each other, and it is impossible to go back to before everything happened.

 Zhuge Yu was lying on the bed with his upper body naked. Shui Linglong rubbed it vigorously and said, "Please bear with it. This method is very painful, but the recovery effect is very good. How about I give you a snoring?"

 Zhuge Yu snickered, "It actually doesn't hurt. This little injury is nothing. The old devil's fists and kicks basically landed on his father's body. He and Xi Ni only received a few punches that were not painful or itchy." However, it would be nice to get some tenderness from her, "Oh, it hurts so much!"

Shui Linglong temporarily relaxed the movements of her hands, opened her eyes and asked him: "Where does it hurt? Here, here, or here?" Her hand touched the bruises on his back, soft and cold, like snowflakes floating little by little, Zhuge Yu couldn't help but feel a little distraught, but still pouted as if he was aggrieved: "It all hurts..." Shui Linglong leaned over, blowing on his back, and he buried his head in the pillow, laughing miserably.

Shui Linglong boasted that she was a little hypoxic before she gave up. She rubbed and muttered: "You three generations are really strange. Others talk with their mouths, but you talk with your feet. Whoever wins the battle is the final decision-maker. ?"

 Zhuge Yu squinted his eyes comfortably: "Theoretically... it's like this."

Shui Linglong shook her head, rubbed her belly and said, "Little Persimmon, don't follow your father's example. You may be bullied by your father in the future! If your father dares to beat you, just come and tell your mother, Mom takes it out on you!"

Zhuge Yu turned around, touched her belly with his big palm, and hummed: "Don't listen to your mother. All men grow up rolling around. How can you hit others if you don't get beaten?"

Shui Linglong took away his magic claw and quickly corrected his bad prenatal education: "Don't listen to your father. A good man doesn't suffer the consequences of his eyes. If you can beat him, you will beat him. If you can't beat him, you will run away. If you stand there and let others beat you, you are a fool. ?”

The insinuations made Zhuge Yu's head bloody. Zhuge Yu pinched his son's future rations hard, causing Shui Linglong to tremble.

"Zhuge Yu!" Shui Linglong stared at him faintly. Zhuge Yu smiled evilly, let go of his hand, and continued to lie down while she applied the medicine and rubbed it. There was nothing they could do. Ever since Shui Linglong bled a little during **** at the end of last month, the two of them had never gone too far. Although she calculated the months and found that she was safe now, Zhuge Yu still didn't dare to joke about the little persimmon in his belly. I can't bear it... my forehead is sweating!

Shui Linglong noticed something strange about him and quickly changed the subject: "Grandpa really asked us to throw away "Guanyin Buddha Lotus"?"

 Zhuge Yu said "hmm" and said, "If I say that this common man is not guilty of harboring a jade, my father will not be allowed to interfere with the imperial power and government affairs of Mobei anymore, and I will not help you restore the country."

"I never thought about restoring the country. I was born and raised in Dazhou, and I have half of Dazhou's blood flowing in my bones. Now I am married to a man from Dazhou, and I am pregnant with his child in my belly. Mobei and so on. , I don’t have any feelings at all," Shui Linglong said lightly.

 This is so useful! Zhuge Yu gradually raised the corners of his lips: "Actually, if you want to..."

"I don't want to, really." Shui Linglong interrupted him. She lived a new life with a small wish, that is, to let those who had hurt her and her children get their due retribution, and then live her life happily. . Now she is getting closer and closer to that goal, Pingnan Prince's Palace has become Pingnan Hou's Palace, Xun Feng breaks with the prince, Shui Lingxi jumps into the fire pit... But these are not enough, not enough to repay their debt to her, so she She will continue to work hard, step by step, until she drives them to the edge of death, and watches them struggle to death with a smile, just like they watched her in her previous life.

Feeling the coldness that suddenly burst out from Shui Linglong's body, Zhuge Yu sat up straight and carefully held her tightly in his arms. The elegant fragrance filled Shui Linglong's body. She gradually came back to her senses, a glimmer of light flashed across her eyes, and she smiled. He said: "Give me the "Guanyin Buddha Lotus" and I will handle it."

Zhuge Yu tapped the tip of her nose: "What bad idea did you come up with this time?"

"Why is it a bad idea? It's a good idea." After Shui Linglong said with a smile, Zhuge Yu hugged her and sat on his lap, took her white jade earlobe in his mouth, and sucked on it a few times, feeling that it was soft and cool. Yes, like frozen glutinous rice balls, very delicious.

The tingling feeling was like an electric current. Shui Linglong's body softened and she leaned weakly against his broad and strong chest. The unique masculine scent fiercely stimulated her senses. She could almost feel his fullness. Under the skin, the vigorous and powerful heartbeat hit her back every time, and the image of him and her being entangled and happy appeared in her mind involuntarily, her face turned red, and she let out a slight gasp.

Zhuge Yu bit her again. Shui Linglong leaned against his chest weakly, raised her hand to touch his face, turned her head and found his soft lips, trying to get some breath from his mouth. Zhuge Yu happily accepted her initiative, and the kiss lasted as long as a lifetime ago and was as lingering as a vine.

Spring came early today, and the sunshine at the end of February gave off a bit of warmth through the curtains. Shui Linglong put down the letter from Guo Yan, her mood was as bright as the sun. The trip to Mobei went very smoothly. He would return to Dazhou in half a month to negotiate. This time, she would cook him a meal and wash his face no matter what. ...Thinking about it, there was a happy smile in my eyes.

Zhi Fan picked fresh crabapple flowers and came in. When he saw Shui Linglong looking out the window with a smile on his face, he also smiled: "The weather is nice today, do you want to go for a walk, miss?"

Shui Linglong turned around and looked at Zhi Fan, with the smile she showed when she missed Guo Yan still on her face: "Well, go to the outer courtyard and ask Anping to prepare fishing rods, and then go dig some ground dragons. Let's go fishing in the afternoon."

Zhifan said: "Miss, the wind is strong by the lake, it's easy to catch a cold."

"Where did the wind come from today? Just go and do it." After Shui Linglong said lightly, Zhifan went to the outer courtyard to talk to Anping about the matter. Anping was very efficient in doing things. Before lunch, he put the fishing rod and a small wooden bucket on the ground. The dragon was prepared and delivered to Zhifan's hands.

Zhifan opened the lid of the bucket and took a look, yes! There’s no need to eat lunch today! Zhifan gave Anping a few silver flowers, but Anping pushed them back: "Keep the flowers for yourself, just think that I have taken them!"

Zhi Fan was stunned: "This can't be done! How can I steal the money that the eldest lady gave you?"

Anping's eyes moved and he said with a smile: "I am short of a pair of shoes. The ones I bought from outside are not comfortable to wear. I think the tops of the shoes made by the Crown Princess for the Crown Prince are good. The Crown Princess's embroidery skills are so top-notch, you are impressed by them." It shouldn’t be bad! I’ll buy shoes from you, okay?”

 (End of this chapter)