Tsundere Empress: Immortal Supreme? Just a Provocative Disciple

Yue Qingling began to lie down and sleep.

Jailers also come here at scheduled times every day to deliver meals to him.

These two jailers are still former disciples.

They were very familiar with delivering meals. They handed out lunch boxes and placed them at the door of the cell, then left quietly.

It wasn't until I got up the stairs that I started talking.

"It's strange. I haven't delivered food for several months. I thought this person was starving to death. Now the boss wants to deliver food again."

"You were in seclusion before, right? We don't understand people with such high levels of cultivation."

"That's right. Let's work hard and have a drink when the time comes."

The voice faded away and the tone was ordinary and boring.

Yue Qingling was left alone to rot and stink in this silent prison.

He said he was sleeping, but that didn't mean he slept soundly.

When these two people came over, he woke up.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Yue Qingling felt sad.

What's the use of cultivating to a higher level?

It is estimated that neither of these two jailers lived as coolly as they did.

He struggled to stand up, came to the fence, stretched out his hand, and took the lunch box.

I opened it and looked at it. The food was pretty good.

A fragrant stewed chicken and a bowl of rice bowl with meat and vegetables.

But he searched around in the lunch box, but couldn't find the chopsticks.

Yue Qingling was a little annoyed.

The stewed chicken is okay, just hold it in your hand and nibble on it.

How can you eat this rice without chopsticks and spoon?

While he was thinking about a solution, he suddenly saw a small note pressed at the bottom of the lunch box.

Yue Qingling took it out and saw that it was Leng Feiran's elegant font.

"Dog food."

"..."

Yue Qingling raised her lunch box angrily and smashed the food into pieces with a "pop!"

The stewed chicken and rice fell to the ground, and for a while, the aroma filled the air.

He came to the haystack in silence, thinking about practicing meditation to divert his attention from hunger.

But with the Qinglong tendon in his body, he couldn't do any movement at all.

Then continue to sleep?

Yue Qingling's stomach began to growl.

Nowadays, as a mortal, it is really impossible not to eat.

In such a short time, he regretted that he had been too impulsive just now.

A perfectly good meal was ruined.

He looked at the stewed chicken that fell on the ground, couldn't help but pick it up, wiped the dust and weeds on it, and ate it carefully.

The stewed chicken is really a pleasure when it hits your mouth.

Yue Qingling is a person who is extremely easy to be satisfied. Even in the cage, he still pursed his lips and showed a sweet smile.

In this world, food is the only thing you can’t live up to!

If you are unhappy, eat something delicious and you will naturally feel happy.

He ate with relish and his stomach was full.

After eating, he found a rag to wipe his hands, and then went to squint on the haystack.

Time has become torture for him.

But he would never expect Leng Feiran's arrival.

For the next three days, Yue Qingling lived a very boring and comfortable life.

The jailer came to deliver one meal a day, but he didn't even have chopsticks.

Apparently he was ordered by Leng Feiran to humiliate himself in this way.

Yue Qingling didn't care, he found two hard sticks to use as chopsticks to eat.

It's just that when he was eating, he would be thinking, three days later, what is Leng Feiran doing again?

But the only thing I can do now is to make myself comfortable day by day before the torture comes.

On the fourth day, someone other than the two jailers finally came to the dungeon.

She was wearing a pure white dress and her hair was styled in a gentle bun. Her steps were slightly anxious, and her little feet left faint footprints on the ground.

"Thump thump!"

The woman quickly arrived outside Yue Qingling's dungeon, her pretty face full of distress and sadness.

Huang Xinning, the head of Lingjing Sect, a peerless beauty known as Fairy Lingfei, and Yue Qingling's new master, was weeping sadly outside Yue Qingling's dungeon.

In just these three days, her body has been stolen by the Demon Cult, without disturbing anyone.

"Qingling, I'm here to see you."

Huang Xinning called sadly.

The two of them really have no chance of getting ahead now.

Yue Qingling was on the haystack, weaving ropes with dead grass, when he suddenly heard Huang Xinning's voice, and he quickly walked over in surprise.

I haven't seen anyone I know for three days, but now I see Master, I am naturally very happy.

Yue Qingling stretched out her arm from the fence, held Huang Xinning's hand tightly, and said excitedly: "Master, you haven't suffered, have you? Are you...your physical body really here?"

Huang Xinning shed tears and said sobbingly: "I didn't suffer. I... I just took a few... a few doses of medicine."

"Medicine? What medicine? Where is Leng Feiran? What bad thing is she going to do?"

Yue Qingling asked anxiously.

Why did Huang Xinning come down alone?

When Huang Xinning heard Leng Feiran's name, her delicate body couldn't help but tremble, and then she whispered in fear: "Keep your voice down, you will have to call me Master Leng from now on."

"Ah? Master, you..."

Yue Qingling looked at Huang Xinning in disbelief. Why was this once charming Fairy Lingfei, her most respected master, so scared of Leng Feiran now?

Wouldn't she be scared out of her wits?

"Qingling, Lingjing Sect and Qingyue Sect will be merged into one sect from now on. Head Leng also said that he will arrange for us well, so don't be angry with her."

Huang Xinning persuaded him seriously.

"ah?"

Yue Qingling felt that her brain was running out. In three days, had Huang Xinning changed so much?

Huang Xinning looked around at this time. She stopped crying and took her hand out.

She took out a key from her storage bag, opened the cell door neatly, and walked in quickly.

She immediately threw herself into Yue Qingling's arms and hugged his neck tightly with her arms.

"Hug me, okay? I really miss you~"

Yue Qingling didn't say much. He hugged this gentle and virtuous woman tightly.

Neither of them wanted to break this rare tranquility.

Hug for a long time.

Huang Xinning then closed her eyes, raised her head, and said softly: "Kiss me."

Master is really proactive...

Yue Qingling was also a little emotional at this time.

I haven't seen anyone for three days in a row, but now I see the woman I like, and naturally it's my boss.

He picked up Huang Xinning and pressed her down on the haystack without hesitation.

"Wait, I brought a bed."

Huang Xinning very considerately took out a wooden bed from the storage bag and placed it on the open space. In addition, there were soft bedding, exquisite pillows, and a complete set of bedroom equipment.

Yue Qingling smiled slightly.

Huang Xinning is truly the most virtuous wife.

Even the quilt and bed were dry.

He didn't bother to ask what happened to these things, so he just put Huang Xinning on the bed.

The two looked at each other, Huang Xinning's pretty face turned red, she murmured in a tearful voice: "Qingling, I don't care about anything anymore, I don't want anything anymore.

I just want you to be well.

I love you……

You want me. "

"good!"

Yue Qingling answered solemnly, he was finally brave for once.

In fact, he and Huang Xinning have broken through the limitations of subjective consciousness.