How could such a powerful young lady lie to him about a child?
Murong Nun looked at Ling Xiyue with a trusting look on her face, with an expression that said: whatever you say will come true.
Ling Xiyue looked into his eyes, "So, I want you to say more nice things in front of your sister Wang, for example, you like that brother-in-law very much, and the brother-in-law also said that he has always cared about you, sister Wang.
She is the kind of person who loves her very much and would not marry her except her."
You don't need to use your brain to know that my uncle must have just kept saying sorry! How could he understand that what Murong Chaoge wants to hear most now is not to be sorry, but to make sure that he has always loved her in his heart and can give everything for her.
Do you understand sweet words?
What words are simpler and more crude than "I love you"?
Murong Chaoge might be rebellious from other people's words, but as the saying goes, children's words are the most trustworthy.
Ling Xiyue was worthy of being in the Beichen honey jar. She had been soaking in it for such a long time and became an expert in love. She could see the main point of the stalemate between the two at a glance.
For a proud woman like Murong Chaoge, even if she loves her again, she cannot let go just because of a man's few words of apology. At this time, it is most necessary for someone to adjust and relax.
The person Murong Chaoge was least prepared for was this villain.
"But, am I going to lie and deceive Sister Wang?" Murong Nun was a little worried, and a pair of small hands were entangled there.
"You can't say that." Ling Xiyue clicked her tongue, patted his shoulder and said, "This is...a white lie, yes, a white lie!"
The little guy blinked, half understanding.
"Do you know what a white lie is?" Ling Xiyue asked.
The little guy shook his head.
Ling Xiyue continued, "As long as it's for your sister Wang's benefit, don't care about these details, understand."
"Understood!" Murong Nun nodded heavily. He understood. The expression on his little face was even more serious and firm. The more he thought about it, the more it made sense. He was fooled by Ling Xiyue and looked like he had been completely brainwashed.
"As for how to say it specifically, you don't need me to teach you, right?" Ling Xiyue winked at him.
The little guy patted his chest and promised, "Sister Ling, don't worry, I'll take care of you."
"Also, don't say I taught you this." Ling Xiyue warned.
Murong Nun nodded like garlic, "Yeah."
"This is the secret between us." Ling Xiyue emphasized.
Murong An's little head nodded even more frequently, "No one will tell the secret."
Ling Xiyue touched his head and showed a childish smile of praise.
"Then can I watch it now?" The little guy stared at Ling Xiyue and asked weakly, still thinking about it.
Ling Xiyue felt a stick in her neck and choked a little, but she still remembers it.
"Okay." She stood up with a smile, opened her cuffs, and exposed the thing.
Ling Xiyue also had a jet-black ring on her wrist, about a palm wide, like a bracelet, but it was hollow. The chain that was originally wrapped in spider silk had been cut off when Ling Xiyue fell from the tower.
Now it is just a decoration.
"Wow..." Little Beiyi King had never seen such an exquisite hidden weapon before, as if he were seeing a treasure, "Sister Ling, did you make this yourself?"
Ling Xiyue curled her lips and smiled.
That's right...
She simplified the ordinary flying claw hundred chain lock so that it can be carried with her. However, the claw head and lock body must be made of fine iron, so it takes a lot of effort. This kind of fine iron, which is comparable to mild steel, is the first in Shenji Pavilion.
You won't be able to produce much in a year.
Therefore, the quantity that can be produced is relatively limited, and it is not sold to the public, and only she has it.
Murong Nun's little face was blushing, and her eyes were shining brightly as she stared at it. Her heart and eyes were full of admiration at this moment.
Ling Xiyue couldn't help but smile when she saw his cute appearance, then stretched out her hand to cover him, twisted it, and with a crisp "click" sound, she untied the black ring on her wrist and handed it to Murong Nun, "Here it is."
"Give it to me?" The little guy's round eyes widened in disbelief.
"Don't forget it."
Ling Xiyue made a move to withdraw.
"Yes, yes!" The little guy flew up and took it.
Ling Xiyue suppressed a smile, "You can have someone go to the tower later to get that section back, and I'll put it up for you."
In fact, Ling Xiyue herself is the best craftsman, but she is often too lazy to do it and has no time, so she can only exploit Xiang Yitian. Anyway, he likes to do it. She provides the drawings and he contributes, so they help each other.
"Really?"
Murong Nun became more and more excited and couldn't help but dance.
"But you have to promise me not to try it randomly. When you grow up a little bit and have a solid foundation in basic skills, you can try it again when you are familiar with it. I will teach you some basic usage of it later." Ling Xiyue repeatedly warned.
Children and men will grow up sooner or later, so it’s better to play with these things more. The king of this grassland must be an eagle, not a bird that needs to be protected all the time!
"good."
The little guy agreed obediently.
Recalling the scene on the observation deck of Yueya City, Ling Xiyue had to say one more thing because of the lessons learned from the past, "Even if you want to try, you must find a lower place and have guards around you to watch."
The unsaid sentence at the end: Even if it falls, there won't be any serious problems.
Because of Ling Xiyue's instructions, Leng Feng went up to the tower wearing a wingsuit!
at last……
How can such a tragic word be so terrible that I don’t want to look back on it.
"Oh." The little guy's whole heart went to the thing in his hand.xdw8
"Remember what you promised me." Ling Xiyue reminded the little guy who was already so happy that he couldn't find Bei.
The little guy raised his head, showing a row of white teeth, "Huh?"
Ling Xiyue: "..."
Yes, this is the rhythm of not admitting your debt.
"You go play somewhere else first. Don't disturb your sister Wang now. Wait a minute before talking." Ling Xiyue grabbed the little guy's collar and lifted it out directly. "I have something else to do. I'll wait for you to find your things.
Now that you’re here, go to Tianlin’s station to find me, okay?”
Murong Chaoge must be very angry at this moment and can't listen to anything. Let her calm down first.
"good!"
Murong Nun responded quickly.
I'm afraid the little guy wasn't so obedient when the old King of Beiyi was around.
As a result, the surrounding soldiers watched as a young master dressed as a bodyguard lifted their king out from the corner like a thief, and then walked away with their arms around each other, as if they were brothers.
A group of people were left behind, looking at each other.
What's going on?
Deserts, pure lakes, gentle hillsides and meandering grasslands.
But Zhan Yunyang didn't leave too far. He came to the Sunset Lake in despair, and the rising sun made his back look more and more desolate.
"Isn't it just that I was kicked out? Uncle, please don't let your mind wander. I won't be able to explain to the old man when I go back." Just when he was about to take a step further, Ling Xiyue heard a teasing voice from behind.