One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

It was almost dark when Ling Qiong left the palace with the pocketbook.

In the carriage, Ling Qiong carefully read the contents of the booklet.

No matter the handwriting or the choice of words and sentences, they are exactly the same as her habits.

If the original owner hadn't been sure that she hadn't written it, she would have suspected that it was indeed written by her.

To be able to change the booklet quietly, there must be someone who can touch her.

He can also imitate her notes... This person should know the original owner very well.

"My lord, Songyun Pavilion has arrived."

The carriage stopped suddenly, Ling Qiong opened the curtain to look outside, and looked at Qiao Yi suspiciously: "What are you doing?"

Qiao Yi also looked confused: "Didn't you say you wanted to bring Songyun Pavilion cakes to Mr. Feng?"

Ling Qiong asked subconsciously: "Who?"

Qiao Yi swallowed, "Mr. Feng Lingshu Feng..."

"..."

Does dad know him?

Ling Qiong quickly played back all the plots related to the original owner in her mind.

She seems to know why Her Majesty the Queen said at that time-why didn't she cry today.

Her Majesty has a white moonlight she cannot love, and so does the original owner.

The only good thing is, it's not the same.

Her Majesty the Empress and the original owner are in the same sickness and sympathy for each other.

Finally developed into the best 'crying friend'.

The two get together to mourn the spring and autumn when they have nothing to do, drunk and dreamy.

Now that the relationship is good, Her Majesty the Empress thinks that her little partner must arrange for the raising of a substitute.

If Her Majesty the Queen enters one in the harem, one will be placed in the original owner's mansion here, trying to achieve the fairness and justice that I must have even if I have a small partner.

The original owner was not very interested in the people brought by Her Majesty the Queen, so he just raised some idlers and sent them to the backyard at will.

Moreover, it was someone given by His Majesty, and the original owner dared not take it away.

Companion to a monarch is like companion to a tiger, and one must have a solid revolutionary friendship in order to be enduring in favor.

The original owner knew this well, let alone refuse.

No, some time ago, Her Majesty the Empress got another person from somewhere, and sent someone to her house in the middle of the night.

But the new one...maybe it's because it's too similar, which caused the original owner to be a little bit concerned.

It was Feng Lingshu that Qiao Yi was talking about.

Feng Lingshu is different from those people in front of Her Majesty the Empress.

Those people came to the government voluntarily, and Feng Lingshu was completely kidnapped.

Every day, he either thinks of ways to escape, or commits suicide.

Ling Qiong pressed the pause button in her brain, lowered the curtain, and said indifferently: "No money, go home."

Qiao Yi glanced at the signboard of Songyun Pavilion, scratched her head, thinking that the snacks in Songyun Pavilion are a bit expensive, but for adults who eat palace dim sum, it is not a big deal.

…

Night fell.

The carriage was parked in the shadows, the curtain was raised at one corner, and Qiao Yi stood outside the carriage.

The person in the carriage lifted his chin in one direction, with an inexplicable expression, "That's Feng Lingshu?"

Qiao Yi looked at the person hanging on the wall who hadn't come down for a long time, "It's Mr. Feng."

"..."

Ling Qiong supported her forehead.

Now she wants to ask Her Majesty the Queen where this man was kidnapped.

Isn't this causing trouble for her! !

Does the cub still think she is a good person now?

It would be strange! !

Thinking of the upcoming Shura field, Ling Qiong just wanted to go back to the file and start again... No, change to another instance!

Ling Qiong put down her hands and asked Qiao Yi seriously: "Tell me, is there still time for me to go to Songyun Pavilion to buy some snacks?"

Qiao Yi: "???"

Why are adults so fickle today?

Boom——

While the two were talking, there was a muffled sound.

Ling Qiong looked over there, and the golden light hanging on the wall moved to the ground.

…

Feng Lingshu fell and sprained his ankle, and now it hurts to move. He tried several times but couldn't stand up.

Just as Feng Lingshu continued to try, a darkness fell in front of his eyes, and he felt a sense of oppression.

He raised his head subconsciously, and saw the person standing in front of him at a glance.

The dim light outlined a vague outline, Feng Lingshu didn't need to see his face clearly, but he knew who was standing in front of him.

Feng Lingshu instinctively shrank back, moved his legs with difficulty, his face wrinkled from the pain.

Feng Lingshu's thin body was probably for the convenience of climbing over the wall, and his clothes were also thin and simple, like a helpless puppy.

This scene is simply a classic scene of a dude bullying a decent woman and man.

Ling Qiong told Qiao Yi: "Help him up."

Qiao Yi listened to the order and stepped forward.

Feng Lingshu resisted, but Qiao Yi was so strong that he couldn't break free at all, and was restrained by Qiao Yi to stand up.

"Take it easy." Ling Qiong looked terrified, "Don't hurt him."

Qiao Yi: "..."

He didn't use much effort.

Ling Qiong glanced at Feng Lingshu's left foot, which dared not touch the ground, and sighed, "Let's go back first."

Qiao Yi did her duty as a servant, and reminded: "Young Master Feng, please slow down."

Feng Lingshu didn't want to go back, he refused to move, and was in a stalemate with Qiao Yi.

Qiao Yi: "Young Master Feng, don't resist, otherwise you will be the only one who gets hurt."

"Qiao Yi." Ling Qiong turned her head: "How do you talk?"

Qiao Yi: "???"

Isn't that what he said before?

Qiao Yi didn't understand what was going on with her master today, so she didn't dare to say anything more, so she could only squeeze out eight white teeth at Feng Lingshu to show her friendliness, in an attempt to make him cooperate.

Feng Lingshu: "..."

…

Feng Lingshu was half-supported and half-carried into the mansion. The mansion was brightly lit, and the servants were busy serving tea and water.

Feng Lingshu was placed on the chair, and Qiao Yi stood aside holding the sword to prevent him from moving or smashing things.

Once before, the adults were almost hit by him.

This kind of thing must never happen again!

Qiao Yi's figure is not burly, but he is a martial arts practitioner, with an aura of 1.8 meters on his body.

Feng Lingshu sat there with his hands and feet bound, extremely uncomfortable, like a poor little girl.

Ling Qiong let the others go down first, she got up and walked in front of Feng Lingshu.

"Take off your shoes."

Feng Lingshu shook his head, shrank his legs under the chair, and didn't speak, with resistance written all over his body.

"I'm not doing anything to you, just looking at your injuries."

Feng Lingshu's resistance was written all over his face, he glared at her angrily, and then quickly moved away.

Ling Qiong: "..."

The original owner didn't do anything to him!

Well, just relying on the original owner to lock him in the mansion, the hatred has already been filled.

Ling Qiong felt that she had a long way to go and needed to calm down... shit.

"If you don't do it yourself, then I will do it?"

Where can adults do this, Qiao Yi immediately said: "My lord, I..."

Ling Qiong pointed to the side, "Stay away and don't talk."

Qiao Yi: "..."

Holding the sword in her arms, Qiao Yi slowly moved to the side, staring at Feng Lingshu, holding down the hilt, ready to protect her lord at any time.

Ling Qiong took a step forward.

Feng Lingshu gritted his teeth, "I... I will do it myself."

The young man spoke clearly and his voice was pleasant, tinged with anger and stubbornness.

Feng Lingshu took off his shoes and socks with a small movement. His ankle was already swollen and looked a little serious.

Ling Qiong immediately told Qiao Yi: "Qiao Yi, go and get some ice cubes, and bring the medicine along the way."

——Ten thousand krypton is empty——

Qiao Yi: Careless, I seem to have fallen out of favor.

Lingqiong: You have never been favored.

Qiao Yi: ...

Little Fairy: Come, come, come, the monthly pass is smashed, you are still my favorite cub!

Feng Lingshu: ...