The High Gate Mistress of Rebirth

Chapter 117 Jingshu’s face turned red

This sweet and sour day passed just like that.

Ever since she saw the angry Li Ling, he was still thinking about her when he came back and brought her food. The grievance and depression in Jingshu's heart disappeared.

Li Ling is a big-hearted person. Even if he gets angry and bullies others, his temper can come and go quickly. Besides, he has been eaten to death by his little wife, so he can't be angry with her for too long.

After leaving the door of the post house, most of his anger had dissipated. When he returned, he saw his wife eating the food he brought back sweetly, and a lot of his anger had dissipated. After hearing his wife's sincere confession just now, he

Where can I feel angry in my heart?

Li Ling not only didn't care that his little wife had embarrassed him, but he also felt proud in his heart.

Isn't it because the young wife is jealous because she cares about him? Li Ling feels very submissive when his beloved cares about him like this.

Because he was obedient, he couldn't help but become distracted.

Along the way, he woke up early and worked hard every day. He felt sorry for his wife's hard work and kept restraining himself at night.

But today, he couldn't bear it anymore.

Jingshu took away his dishonest hand and said angrily: "I have to get up early tomorrow and go on the road, so please calm down for a while."

His wife's soft and coquettish words, coupled with her refusal to welcome him, only aroused Li Ling's anger.

He turned over and coaxed in a hoarse voice: "At worst, we'll have a day's rest here tomorrow."

"Don't you have some official business? Are you in no hurry?"

When Jingshu opened her eyes from her sleep, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Seeing Li Ling leaning on the couch and reading a scroll, she squinted and said, "Do we really need to take a day off before going on the road today?"

Li Ling put down the book, looked at his little wife who was as lazy as a kitten, and said with a smile: "Can you still move forward?"

Jingshu glared at him.

Li Ling patted his wife lovingly: "Last night was really hard, madam. I won't be on the road today, so you can just sleep a little longer."

It was almost noon now. After sleeping for so long, Jingshu had already had enough sleep. She lay lazily in the warm quilt, squinted her eyes and muttered: "I had a really good sleep this time, which is rare in this inn."

The steward didn’t come over early in the morning, noisily delivering water and meals.”

Li Ling couldn't help but laugh after hearing this.

The smile is a bit evil, a bit naughty.

Jingshu asked alertly: "Why are you laughing?"

Li Ling hurriedly replied: "I'm not laughing at anything."

Jingshu's almond-shaped eyes were round and angry, and she said fiercely: "What are you laughing at?"

As he said that, he came to pull his ears again, looking like he was going to torture him to extract a confession.

Li Ling hurriedly covered his ears, then whispered in her ear with a wicked smile: "You screamed so loud last night that you couldn't hear it in this little inn."

"Who could come over so shamelessly to disturb Madam's sweet dream?"

Hearing this, Jingshu's face turned red.

She was so embarrassed that she almost burst into tears. She covered herself with a quilt and said, "It's all your fault. It's all your fault. I blame you for pestering me all the time. I couldn't help but scream."

Li Ling smiled and pulled up the quilt: "Okay, okay, of course you blame me for this. Don't you feel bored being buried in the quilt? Come out quickly."

However, the little wife hid in the quilt and refused to come out, crying: "How can I see people? I might as well die of suffocation here."

Li Ling smiled and forced himself to take his little wife out of the quilt. He went down to the ground to open the door and called Ziyun who lived next door to help her change clothes and wash up. The little wife blocked the door with a red face and refused to let him open the door.

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Li Ling had no choice but to help his young wife get dressed.

At this time, the little wife really seemed to be back when she was newlywed, surprisingly honest and docile, as wilted as a little rabbit.

Li Ling suppressed his laughter and helped her put her clothes on. He brought hot water and called his wife, "Come and wash yourself."

The little wife reluctantly put her hands into the water, and as soon as she splashed it on her face, she burst out crying with a "wow" sound.

Li Ling smiled and coaxed: "Don't cry. We are a legitimate couple. We do the courtesy of Zhou Gong without breaking the royal law. What if others hear it?"

When she was at home, she would be so tormented by him that she couldn't help shouting or even crying. But they lived in the main room, there were no other occupied houses around, and there was only her personal maid Ziyun outside.

Now, this inn is packed with hundreds of people.

What kind of face does she have?

After listening to Li Ling's words, the little wife cried even harder.

Li Ling didn't dare to tease her anymore. He coaxed her and persuaded her: "I just lied to you. The only room next to our house is Ziyun's room, and the others are unoccupied."

Jingshu stopped crying: "Who believes what you said?"

She slapped Li Ling and yelled: "It's all your fault! It's all your fault! It's all your fault!"

Li Ling coaxed, "What I said is true."

Seeing that his little wife was still crying, he pulled her and said, "If you don't believe it, I'll take you out and have a look."

However, the young wife said nothing and refused to leave the house. She only said with a wilted voice, "I'm not going out. How can I have the nerve to go out?"

As he said this, he couldn't help complaining about his husband: "It's all your fault! It's all your fault! It's all your fault!"

Li Ling smiled, forced himself to open the door, and pushed his young wife outside, but he happened to meet the woman in charge of the post house.

When the lady saw the noble man, she quickly bowed and said hello with a smile: "Good morning, general, madam!"

Jingshu lowered her head deeply. She had something in her mind. She caught a glimpse of the "smile" on the woman's face and felt that she was laughing at her.

Hearing the woman say "morning" again, I felt even more shameless.

It’s almost noon! Is it still early?

If he wasn't making fun of her, so what?

After the mother-in-law left, Jingshu turned away in shame and ran back, but was pulled back by Li Ling: "I'm not lying to you, this room is really not next to other guest rooms."

"Let's go. If you don't believe it, I'll take you outside and you'll know after a quick look."

Li Ling was taking his wife out and happened to meet his lieutenants Liang Jin and Zhou Jin.

The two of them stood still, raised their hands and said to Li Ling: "General and Madam, are you going out?"

Li Ling replied: "Go out for a walk."

After saying that, he ordered the two of them: "Let's rest here for a day, and we must restrain the soldiers below not to disturb the people here, and not to go out to eat and drink and cause trouble."

Li Ling always managed the army in a strict and orderly manner. After hearing this, the two of them took the order together.

Zhou Jin was the only son of the Lanling Princess. He and Li Ling were cousins. Seeing Jing Shu behind Li Ling, who had her head bowed and her face red, she politely asked with concern: "Cousin, are you feeling unwell? Do you want to go?

Are you looking for a doctor in the city?"

Li Ling replied: "Nothing, I'm just tired from the journey."

Not feeling well? Call a doctor?

From the corner of her eyes, Jing Shu glanced at Zhou Jin who was looking at her with a faint smile, and then at Liang Jin who had his head half lowered.

Everyone she looked at now seemed to be secretly laughing at her.

Jingshu blushed again.

(End of chapter)