Feng Yeling didn't expect that Lan Qiao possessed a high level of Qing Gong. She was stunned for a moment. Before she could think about it, she heard the footsteps of someone boarding the bamboo house.

She returned to the hall and sighed softly: "Come in."

The bamboo door was gently pushed open, revealing a well-groomed young man outside. The man was wearing a spotless indigo robe, and his beard and eyebrows had obviously been carefully trimmed and neatly trimmed to perfection.

Although his voice was low, it was gentle and pleasant: "Sister Ling'er, you are well. Although it is a bit rude to visit late at night, but when you think about the date after dusk, isn't it a good story?"

Feng Yeling said expressionlessly: "Zhang Zhongjie, how many times do you have to tell me before you believe me? You and I are just casual acquaintances, and we don't mean anything like that. You harass me every now and then. When the time comes,

How can I get married if word spreads?"

"Since Ling'er is worried about those rumors, you might as well marry me." Zhang Zhongjie's voice was still tepid, as if he had endless patience and tolerance, "I can ask high-ranking officials in the court to act as matchmakers and give your Marquis the face.

Then I will marry you gloriously."

Feng Yeling listened to his nonsense and said angrily: "Who said that I want to marry you? I already told you that we have no such intention."

"What does the girl mean when she says she doesn't have that kind of meaning? Does it mean that she doesn't have the love of being a concubine, or that she doesn't have physical intimacy?" Zhang Zhongjie chuckled as he spoke, his voice still so soft, "As the commander of Xuzhou, and

Did I humiliate you by getting married?"

"I...that's not what I meant..." Feng Yeling said, neither softly nor hardly: "It's just a big matter of marriage, how dare you specialize in it? My pure and pure body, how can I allow you to come into the house late at night to harass me repeatedly?"

"Harassment?" Zhang Zhongjie laughed and said, "It seems that the lady still hasn't felt my love. Look at this, this is amethyst shipped from the Western Regions. It is definitely a priceless rare item. If you give it to the lady,

A hairpin will ensure that the lady shines brightly."

Feng Yeling said disdainfully: "You just want to impress me with some jewelry. Zhang Zhongjie, don't you look down on me too much?"

Zhang Zhongjie said with a smile: "I'm not greedy. As long as the girl is willing to hold hands with me, the amethyst I bought will not be in vain. If I can kiss Xiangze again, it will be even more worthwhile."

"Shameless!" Feng Yeling sneered, and then there was the sound of a hard object falling to the ground and breaking, "I have been engaged since I was a child, and I am no longer free. It is rude for you to visit late at night, and you said

What nonsense?"

Zhang Zhongjie was silent for a while, and then his voice turned from soft to cold and said: "How about this? You stay with me tonight, and when I go back tomorrow, I will immediately find a matchmaker to hire in Qingzhou. At that time, it will not be the turn of the Marquis to cook the rice.

No." After saying that, he burst into laughter, as if he had told the funniest joke in the world.

Feng Yeling said angrily: "You are so presumptuous!"

"Why don't you just be good and stay with me? You are waiting for your husband to come to you, but it has been six years since you were born. Where is your husband? If you keep waiting, you will become an old girl.

"As Zhang Zhongjie spoke, he slowly took two steps closer to Feng Yeling, "Now you want to escape, but where can you escape to?"

"You...what do you want to do..." Feng Yeling's voice trembled, as if he was a little afraid, and he took a step back and said, "I have made it very clear, there is no possibility between us, please

You leave quickly."

"I hate being rejected the most in my life." Zhang Zhongjie pressed forward step by step, his voice cold and authentic, "I came to Qingzhou a month ago, and since then I have been coming to the Hou Mansion to visit Ling'er, sending all kinds of rare gifts, and chatting with Ling'er.

Discussing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and appreciating famous figures of the past and present. I thought I could get closer to Ling'er, but I didn't expect you to become increasingly distant from me. Today, you are trying to drive me away even if you don't care. I don't understand what's wrong with me.

It’s too bad, I’m so disgusted by you.”

"Those things you gave me, whether they were clothes, toys, or jewelry, I kept them well and never used them. I just returned them to you." Feng Yeling said quietly, "I'm not targeting you.

You are a young and promising commander in Xuzhou, but I am just a little girl who lives in idle clouds and wild cranes. I am not from the same group. How can I force marriage? Mr. Zhang is busy with things, so why waste so much time with this little girl?

"I don't know if she was frightened by Zhang Zhongjie, but her tone of voice was no longer as strong as at the beginning, but became almost pleading.

"I will go back to Xuzhou tomorrow, and tonight is the last time to see you." Zhang Zhongjie said lightly, "As you said, I have been delayed in Qingzhou for a month. Wouldn't it be a joke if I came back empty-handed tomorrow?

"

"What are you going to do?" Feng Yeling glanced at him warily, and just as he was about to step back, Zhang Zhongjie suddenly took action, tapping three large acupuncture points on Feng Yeling's chest.

Feng Yeling's body went numb and she was about to fall backwards. Zhang Zhongjie stretched out his hand to hug her and said with a smile: "Ling'er's body is so soft and fragrant."

"What do you want to do?" Feng Yeling said angrily, "I'm going to call someone!"

"What do I want to do?" Zhang Zhongjie smiled and said, "Of course I make a lifelong commitment with my good sister, and cook this beautiful raw rice like Ling'er until it can't be cooked anymore."

"You are not allowed to touch my young lady!" The door opened with a crash and Xia Shuang rushed out. Zhang Zhongjie returned his hand and cut her on the back of the neck. The latter was immediately chopped to the ground and lost her voice.

"What did you do to her?" Feng Yeling said coldly.

Zhang Zhongjie said proudly: "Don't worry, you won't die, but it won't ruin our good things." After saying that, he picked up Feng Yeling and walked towards her bedroom.

"Let me go!" Feng Yeling was so anxious that tears streamed down her eyes, but she had no strength to resist at all.

Zhang Zhongjie laid Feng Yeling down on the bed, walked a few steps, and sighed: "Ling'er is now a beauty known all over the world. How can I be worthy enough to win the favor of a beauty lying on her bed?"

Feng Ye's jade body was lying on the ground unable to move. He knew that talking to this beast would only bring humiliation to himself, so he simply closed his beautiful eyes tightly and said nothing. Only clear tears like pearls could not help but fall from the corners of his eyes.

Zhang Zhongjie came close to her, stretched out his mouth to kiss Feng Yeling's tears, and said with a soft smile: "Good sister, don't cry, brother is here to love you." He reached out to untie her belt.

He untied Feng Yeling's thin shirt, explored her breasts with his hands, took off her stockings, and held her slender feet with his backhand. Feng Yeling's delicate body trembled, and she said with hatred.

: "If you use this method to get my body, I will kill you!"

Zhang Zhongjie chuckled, caressing her delicate and slender ankles, and said softly: "If you were pregnant with my child, would you still have the heart to die?" Feng Yeling's eyes widened and her whole body trembled with just one sentence.

"You... you are simply a devil... let me go!" Feng Yeling shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice floating in the bamboo forest outside the house.

Like the gentlest lover in the world, Zhang Zhongjie slowly leaned down to kiss her lips. Feng Yeling gritted her teeth tightly, not letting him succeed easily.

At this moment, Lan Qiao's voice was heard outside the bamboo house: "Miss, what happened!"

When Feng Yeling heard this voice, he grasped at straws and said urgently: "Help me quickly..."

Before she could finish saying the word "I", Zhang Zhongjie slapped her hard and stuffed the stockings he took off Feng Yeling's feet into her mouth: "Shut up! Believe me or not."

kill you!"

At this time, Feng Yeling no longer felt as guilty as before, showing provocative eyes.

Zhang Zhongjie snorted and said: "Just wait, I will deal with you after I kill that boy." He stood up from the bed, pulled out the dagger he carried with him, and walked slowly towards the bedroom door.

The lights in the hall were still bright, but no one was seen coming in. Zhang Zhongjie took two steps forward, turned back and glanced at Feng Yeling, who was still lying on the bed. He took another two steps and still saw no one, not even a single person.

There was no sound of footsteps at all, and I couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Did the man dare not come? Did he go to call someone else, or was there some trick he didn't expect? Zhang Zhongjie stopped, raised his senses to the limit, squinted his eyes slightly, and carefully felt all the subtle changes in the surrounding environment.

He suddenly heard a very slight sound that seemed to be the sound of clothes rubbing against the floor, slowly moving from the terrace on the pool to the window of Feng Yeling's bedroom.

I see.

It turned out that this person came up from the terrace, and then wanted to take Feng Yeling away when I was not prepared. Thinking of this, Zhang Zhongjie could not help but sneer at the corner of his mouth, and tiptoed towards the terrace.

He walked to the small door leading to the terrace, and suddenly pushed the door open like lightning. He thought he could see the "rescuer" lying on the terrace slowly moving, but unexpectedly, he only saw an empty terrace and sprinkled water.

The bright moonlight above the terrace.

Zhang Zhongjie was startled when he saw that there was no one on the terrace. Then he heard a sharp blast of wind coming from behind the door and hitting the back of his head!

He reacted very quickly, twisted his waist, turned around, and came face to face with Lan Qiao, who was hiding behind the terrace door and making a sneak attack. Lan Qiao's iron fist was already in front of him.

Zhang Zhongjie rolled on the spot to avoid Lan Qiao's almost certain attack.

Lan Qiao was not willing to let him go, so he climbed up and punched him again.

Zhang Zhongjie lay half-body on the ground, raised his dagger and cut Lan Qiao's wrist. Lan Qiao turned his wrist and grabbed Zhang Zhongjie's wrist.

The two of them battled wits and courage in a very short period of time and made various moves. Finally, they heard a soft "ding" sound. It turned out that the dagger in Zhang Zhongjie's hand had stabbed Lan Qiao's black bracelet.

Lan Qiao blocked a move with the help of his bracelet, and secretly exclaimed, "What a danger!" He took the opportunity to grab Zhang Zhongjie's wrist, pinned his right hand firmly on the floor, and at the same time punched Zhang Zhongjie again, hitting Zhang Zhongjie's face with his iron fist.

How could Zhang Zhongjie be willing to sit back and wait for death? He suddenly arched his body and hit Lan Qiao's lower abdomen with his knee, causing the latter to take two steps back in pain. Zhang Zhongjie wanted to take the opportunity to get up and attack with a dagger, but Lan Qiao turned around and launched a flying kick.

He kicked him on the wrist, causing the dagger to fly out of his hand. Zhang Zhongjie wanted to pick it up, but Lan Qiao hugged his waist from behind, so he had no choice but to give up.

Lan Qiao punched Zhang Zhongjie on the back, and Zhang Zhongjie, not to be outdone, hit Lan Qiao in the chest with his elbow. The two returned to the stalemate, using the simplest and most brutal postures that were almost Mongolian wrestling, on the moonlit terrace with the fragrance of water chestnut leaves.
Chapter completed!