Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three The Invitation of the Physician
Ling Jing walked out of the secret room slowly. As soon as he went out, he saw a sleepy little maid standing by the door. Her eyelids were drooped, as if she might fall asleep at any time.
Ling Jing smiled slightly. He practiced in the secret room all night yesterday, but it was still not bright yet, and there was still a bit of coolness in the blurry night.
He walked over and patted the little maid's shoulder gently. The little girl opened her eyes drowsily, and when she saw the person in front of her clearly, she suddenly woke up with a jolt and said: "My lord, my lord, this slave is not asleep.
"
Ling Jing smiled and thought to himself, you didn't bring it upon yourself. He said: "Okay, you can go and have a rest. You don't need to wait on me anymore."
"Yes." The little maid responded. After waiting outside the door for nearly a night, she was really tired. Now she saw that the young master didn't seem to have any intention of blaming him. After a hurried salute, she turned and left.
There was a slight coolness in the night breeze, but Ling Jing felt that there was an indescribable heat expanding in his body. He really didn't feel the cool breeze at all.
It was still early now, and most of the people in the mansion were still sleeping soundly. Ling Jing didn't want to disturb others, so he immediately walked through the corridor and returned to the bedroom.
Gently pushing the door open, a warm fragrance entered his nose, making Ling Jing's heart warm. He closed the door gently and walked to the bed. In the dark night, he saw a pair of dark and beautiful eyes staring at him.
Himself, with a cunning look in his eyes.
"So alert?" Ling Jing sat in front of the bed and chuckled. After a month of nursing, Lian Yi's body finally fully recovered and her strength was restored. It seemed that she should have heard her footsteps.
"Sir, have you finished practicing?" Lianyi had just woken up from a deep sleep, with a hint of sweetness in her voice.
"Yes." Ling Jing nodded and suddenly gave a bad laugh. He thrust one hand from the quilt and then from the skirt of Lianyi's lower abdomen, slowly grabbing a piece of soft and tall hair.
"Well..." Lian Yi's breathing suddenly became a little rapid, and she hurriedly pressed Ling Jing's An Lushan claws, and said shyly: "Sir, why did you do so much when you came back?"
"Is there anything wrong with me playing tricks on my wife?" Ling Jing lay on his side on the bed, his head resting on his other hand, looking at Lian Yi's pretty face, and said with a smile.
"Young Master knows how to bully me." Lian Yi said aggrievedly.
"Haha, haven't you been bullied enough by me?" Ling Jing took off his clothes and got in from the bed. He put one hand around Lian Yi's tall body, reached her smooth back, and stretched out his hand.
She took him into her arms.
Lying in his arms was Lianyi's warm and soft body. Lingjing's face also showed a little tiredness. He kissed Lianyi's forehead gently and said: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. While it's still dark,
Liang, let my husband hug my sweet little lady and have a good sleep."
"Young Master is talking nonsense again." Lian Yi spat with a slightly red face. But she still stayed close to Ling Jing's chest obediently, put one hand around Ling Jing's waist, and gently closed her eyes.
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In the early morning, the mansion started to get busy again. Ling Jing got out of bed with Lianyi's help. Naturally, he couldn't help but take advantage of it, which made Lianyi's face turn red with embarrassment.
However, Lian Yi was now used to the young master's laughter and talk. What should have only taken a quarter of an hour to complete was actually delayed by Ling Jing for two quarters of an hour.
After washing, the two of them went to the lobby to have breakfast together. On the table, Lian Yi said: "Sir, many people have come to visit us recently to give gifts. What should we do with those things?"
She basically takes care of all the affairs in the house. Ling Jing is like a rich young master who doesn't care about anything else except practicing martial arts all day long.
Since the first two groups of Jianghu people came to visit the mansion, many more people came one after another in this month, and their origins seemed to be quite extraordinary. Many rare treasures were sent to the mansion.
Ling Jing was drinking porridge. Hearing this, he sighed and put down his spoon. He felt a little headache and said, "Let's just leave it for now. I don't feel comfortable using these things."
Lian Yi covered her mouth and chuckled, looking at Ling Jing with a pair of eyes with a smile, and said: "Well, it all depends on the young master." Ling Jing had already explained to her the purpose of these visitors, so she naturally knew what the young master was worried about.
, and in her heart, she didn’t want the young master to have anything to do with that woman.
"By the way, sir, the miracle doctor Ping sent you a letter yesterday. Please take a look." Lian Yi called a maid and took out a letter.
"Huh?" Ling Jing took the letter and pointed out that he often sent people to deliver medicinal materials to the mansion recently. If he had anything to do, he could just send a message, so why should he write a letter?
After opening the letter, Ling Jing's face suddenly became a little strange again, and he quickly put the letter into his arms.
Lianyi had actually been secretly paying attention to Ling Jing. After seeing his expression suddenly become strange after reading the letter, she couldn't help but said: "Sir, does Divine Doctor Ping have anything to do with you?"
Ling Jing felt a little nervous, and quickly laughed and said: "It's okay, it's just that I may go out in two days."
"Oh." Lian Yi responded softly, and then said worriedly: "Master, let me go with you. You are injured, and I'm afraid you will be in danger."
Now that her strength has been fully restored, as one of the four former kings of the Ming Cult, her martial arts are considered to be at the top level in the world. Even the famous leaders of the Five Mountains Sword Sect can't do it.
His martial arts skills are higher than hers. If she stays by Ling Jing's side, she can naturally protect him.
Ling Jing had a headache. He couldn't let Lian Yi get involved in what Ping Yi was talking about. Although this girl was usually obedient and obedient, even if she got angry, she would only make herself unhappy. But as long as she is a woman, no one can endure this kind of thing.
Well, if Lian Yi really gets angry by then, with this girl's martial arts skills, she will probably really give herself a headache.
After pondering for a moment, Ling Jing smiled and said: "No, if you leave too, no one will take care of the family." Seeing that Lianyi was still a little worried, he added: "Besides, don't you know my husband's martial arts? Even if
Even if you get hurt, not everyone can take it lightly, so don’t worry.”
Even if he doesn't use his internal strength, his current strength will not be worse than that of a first-class master, so these words are not just to fool Rian Yi.
Lian Yi reluctantly responded, but her face was still very worried. She knew exactly how serious the young master's injuries were. Even after being nursed back to health in the mansion for a while, there was no improvement at all, but...
I don’t know why the young master didn’t take me with him this time.
Could it be related to that woman?
Lian Yi became a little unhappy. (To be continued.)
