Reborn to Love Lord Qiansui

In a word, Lin Qing woke up the next morning, and he succumbed overnight, causing him to lose his weight. Even straightening his waist was sour because of excessive muscle tightness, and the soft prone just wanted to stay still, inexplicably. I felt like he was back when he was a young eunuch, and every day was such a tired and terrible feeling that he would lie in bed forever.

I was still a little bit panicked when I remembered what happened yesterday. I didn't know where that person was. But when I heard Xiaolianzi's voice outside the door, I thought to myself and got up.

When Xiaolianzi saw Chitose, he was stunned for a while, and suddenly looked away. He felt that there must be something wrong with his eyes, so he should find a doctor to take a good look.

Chitose's expression is really poking eyes! Like a sapling with dewdrops, it is full of vitality, and the spring in March is infinitely bright.

Xiaolianzi didn't dare to explore anything, but just handed him a letter from Liang Jing respectfully. If it wasn't an urgent matter, Beijing wouldn't write to Chitose at this time.

Lin Qing pondered for a while before receiving the letter, and then opened his eyes for a while and then sinked. He rolled the letter into a charcoal stove and waved it to let Lianzi go down.

When Zhao Zimu came back, it was also time for lunch, and she also brought meals. It seems that she went to get him food, because he guessed that he would definitely not get up today?

Lin Qing sat depressed at the table waiting for her. After Zhao Zimu put the food down in a very interesting way, he sat next to him and rubbed his waist. Lin Qing was also embarrassed by rubbing and rubbing the tableware. Then he sulked and sulked.

Zhao Zimu knew that he should still be uncomfortable about yesterday's affairs, but she remembered that his response yesterday should be quite cheerful? Okay, Chitose's face is used to deal with the civil and military officials of Chaozhong. The rest of her is not enough, but it does not matter. Seeing Chitose's response yesterday, it should become thicker after doing it a few more times.

After holding a few bites while holding chopsticks, Lin Qing put it down and looked at her a little hesitantly: "The news came from the capital and we have to go back."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Zimu said with a frown. Now it's the New Year, even if those prince ministers want to be a demon again, how should they pass this mouth? Do you have to rush back to do it?

Lin Qing did not reply to her, Zhao Zimu tapped the desktop gently and made a crisp and slow sound, and it seemed to knock Lin Qing's heart again and again, but she did not wait for Lin Qing to answer. Instead, he said: "You are a husband, I am a wife, you and I are both in honour and disgrace, we have been connected together like Lian Zhizhi, your disaster is my disaster, and if your difficulties cannot be resolved, you will It’s my difficulty, so there’s nothing to hide from me.”

It took Lin Qing and her a long time to find out that if this person does not want to care about you, then she is too lazy to give alms to you, and in turn, if she puts you in her heart, it will be as good as you. Sweet words will smash like you without reservation, leaving you with no power to parry, just like now.

But she was right, he didn’t have to hide her, because his difficulty was hers. He wanted to exclude her and solve it alone. It was really unnecessary, and he shouldn’t hide her. , Said: "Your Majesty has promised to raise the relatives of the little prince of the Huns, and is ready to marry Princess Hejing to the Huns, and the Huns will come to pick up the princess in the spring. I am the head of the inner palace, and now the princess will definitely be busy getting married , So I have to go back and prepare in advance."

Hey, it seems that I have been staying outside for a while, originally to bring him here to take a good rest. The knife twice a year is enough to make her feel bad, but I didn’t think of him but I couldn’t stop, even for a year. Very well.

Zhao Zimu said: "Okay, let's go with Shizu and Aunt Qing separately."

Emperor Jinghui’s action really annoyed Zhao Zimu. The Xiongnu people promised him as soon as they mentioned it. Has Bianguan spent all his blood in vain for so many years? It's a joke, not to mention that the kid is so young.

However, this was already the case, so he only accompanied Lin Qing back. Lin Qing also nodded, feeling a little bit sad in his heart. This time it was originally accompanied by Zhao Zimu, but it disappointed her.

Lin Qing couldn't help but hold the white rice in his bowl. Zhao Zimu glanced over at him: "Eat."

Chitose Lin...

After eating, Zhao Zimu said intentionally or unintentionally: "It would be nice if you were just an ordinary person."

Lin Qingdao: "Don't you like it?"

"Fear of you dying."

Lin Qing smiled and said: "Relax, I will not die, I will protect you in my life."

Zhao Zimu just smiled, did not answer, if you like it, let you.

After saying goodbye to Qingyu ancestor, Zhao Zimu and Lin Qing were ready to go down the mountain, and they met Yang Ji again.

Nodded to Lin Qing and his party, Yang Ji said to Zhao Zimu: "Sister, take a step to speak."

Zhao Zimu thought for a moment, then looked at Lin Qing and walked away with him. Lin Qing squinted and looked at their distant backs. Does this kid think he will not see it, he has a trace of fear in his eyes Gaze?

The corner of the mouth opened a signature arc, which was both gloomy and dangerous.

Xiao Lianzi shook his heart and immediately waited behind him, because he knew that Chitose would show this kind of expression, and there must be someone suffering again.

Lin Qing glanced at A, A, and A, and the two immediately realized that God would disappear. As for Xiaolianzi, the afterglow of Lin Qing's eyes shot down and said, "Check." Xiaolianzi bowed to her command.

Under a gallery, Yang Ji said to Zhao Zimu: "Do you know who the person next to you is? How can you follow him!"

That’s right, Yang Ji already knows Lin Qing’s identity. The reason was that he sent Zhao Zimu’s Xiao Si to work in Liang Jing yesterday, when Lin Qing accompanied Jinghui Emperor and his party to pray at Ling Temple Burning incense, I was fortunate enough to see him, but now I can recognize it.

This is a big deal, so I reported to Yang Ji anxiously, when I was nine thousand years old! He would come to this little Zhuangzi, just like the night fantasy!

And Yang Ji is also stupid, is it the person that Zhao Zimu said to him, but he is an eunuch!

Although Lin Qing’s power and notoriety made him very afraid, he was an **** after all, and he wouldn’t be better than him. He believed that Zhao Zimu must only be temporarily bewitched or threatened by him. She will commit herself to him. The words she said to herself yesterday must be for her own good, and she doesn't want to cause trouble for herself. How can she be so stubborn as to ask for help?

It's his carelessness. For a time, Yang Ji was in a state of confusion. He wanted to save Zhao Zimu but worried that Lin Qing would be annoyed, leaving everyone in danger. At that time, not only him, but even his entire family must bear Lin Qing's. anger.

Yang Ji is contradictory. He likes Zhao Zimu, but he can't do it right for her and Lin Qing because he doesn't have that qualification yet.

But as soon as he heard that Zhao Zimu and his party were leaving, he hurried over. He couldn't bear to watch his sister and sister fall into flames forever.

Hearing Yang Ji say this, Zhao Zimu glanced at him in surprise. It seems that he knew Lin Qing's identity. Zhao Zimu thought about it and said to him: "Know."

"Then you are forced? Is there any difficulty? Saying Brother can help you..." Yang Ji's expression was both worried and gentle, and it seemed that Zhao Zimu could not see his heart.

Zhao Zimu frowned, looking at the man with an exaggerated look in front of him: "No, he didn't force me, and I didn't have any difficulty. We are the couple you love, brother, if you think about it, I don't. need your help."

"Sister sister!" Yang Ji stared straight at her: "Don't you know that I like you? I will help you no matter what difficulties you have, because I like you!"

Zhao Zimu's mood is a little bit worse. If this man is not related to her, it is related to Qingyu. She is too lazy to care about him. Is he stupid? She had told him plainly, why is this person still entangled?

"Brother, please take care of yourself!" Zhao Zimu planned to turn around and leave. Even looking at Yang Ji again, it felt superfluous. This man had no feeling of watching before, but now feels very bad.

But Yang Ji was suddenly angry, and his family members were all good in appearance and appearance. Why did he confess to her, but she was this reaction, is he even worse than an eunuch!

As a man, his self-esteem made him feel hurt. He stopped Zhao Zimu and said: "Sister, I can give you whatever you want, whether it is Ronghua rich or other things, or even the Yang's head of the house, As long as you follow me, I can do it for you."

Yang Ji is undoubtedly drawing big cakes, let alone being the head and mother in the capacity of Zhao Zimu, even if the door of the Yang family cannot cross, if those people know that she used to be Lin Qing’s, I’m afraid the first The thing is to scold her with swear words, and she will surely want to drown her, an immoral woman, after all, she is followed by an eunuch.

So that Yang Ji is talking nonsense now, Zhao Zimu said impatiently: "Give up!"

There was already a bit of sharpness in the voice, but Yang Ji said, "I can't compare with an eunuch! I can give you what he can't give you!"

"What do you say? Say it again!" Zhao Zimu's eyes suddenly cooled like Bingfeng, as if he wanted to freeze his whole body.

Instead, Yang Ji was irritated, and said with a smirk: "Whatever I say again, I said he was just..."

boom!

Zhao Zimu slapped him three meters away with a palm, and his strong palms shook Yang Ji’s chest with blood, and it seemed that he was about to spit out blood. The hand he used to resist was also shocked and numb. It's like breaking.

Yang Ji looked at Zhao Zimu in horror, he could not beat her!

This was Yang Ji and Zhao Zimu's first thought after facing each other. He practiced martial arts much earlier than Zhao Zimu, but now he was stunned by a few meters. She knows that she is a sword. !

Surprised again by her martial arts talent, she suddenly reacted, and she even started to do it herself! Actually do it yourself for an eunuch!

Yang Ji looked angrily at Zhao Zimu who was slowly approaching him. Does she really want to do something real with herself? However, Zhao Zimu looked at Yang Jidao who was covering her chest with angry eyes: "Senior brother, you are really moving."

The most important thing for martial arts practitioners is to stick to their original intentions, not only to prevent them from going on the wrong path, but also to improve their martial arts.

With Yang Ji's mindset, I am afraid that not only will there be no improvement, but also that it will go awry. Zhao Zimu's palm is a warning, but this sentence is a reminder, of course, so as not to entangle him.

After Zhao Zimu finished speaking, he left without any attachment. Yang Ji, who had only changed his complexion, remained in place. After a long time, his unpredictable complexion stopped, but his eyes were full of complexity.

He was not in the right mind, and his thoughts were dirty, but he shouldn't, but if he regretted that he didn't, he still thought he would have a chance.

With this kind of heart, he was about to turn around and leave, but a person appeared a year ago. His eyes flashed in horror. He had recognized that this was the person around Lin Qing, and he calmly said: "Dare to ask your Excellency?"

Jia Yi looked at him coldly and said: "Chitose Ye let me bring you a sentence."

There seemed to be a cold wind blowing in Yang Ji's heart, and there was a bad hunch in his heart.

Still waiting for him to start panicking, Jia Yi said coldly: "Thinking about other people's things comes at a price."

Yang Ji stayed on the spot, and it took a long time before he left in a panic.