Qu Le was like a balloon that had been poked by someone. She was immediately deflated. Her face dropped and she said with abandon, "But I lied to you! I resisted the decree and was disrespectful. I escaped from the marriage. I left the marriage."
If you run away alone, won't you be angry at all?"
"Listening to what you said, I am indeed a little angry," Xiao Feng looked at her fondly and gently touched her lips with his fingertips, "Then how do you think I should punish you?"
His tone was too ambiguous, and Qule's little heart was beating fast. She looked at him blankly, not knowing how to answer.
Xiao Feng lowered his head, got close to her cheek, and rubbed it gently: "Why don't you kiss me as a punishment, okay?"
Qu Le murmured in a low voice: "Didn't you kiss me just now? Why do you want to kiss me again..."
Xiao Feng chuckled, his voice low and charming: "I want to kiss again..."
He stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked her little nose.
Qu Le was so frightened by his naked eyes. Seeing that he really wanted to talk to her...she quickly stopped him: "No, no, no, no, don't mess around! We are both injured now, so we can't get excited. Look at this.
Okay? Let’s all rest first and recover from our injuries. When the wounds heal, we can then think about other things, okay?”
"No," Xiao Feng refused very simply.
Qule was blocked for a moment, and she looked at him speechlessly: "You are so seriously injured, why do you still want to do such a thing? How many years has it been since you last seen a woman?"
Xiao Feng answered seriously: "Since you left, I haven't touched a woman again."
"I don't believe it," Qule is not a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. She is not that easy to coax. Men are all lower body animals. Unless a normal man is dysfunctional, it is impossible that he has not touched a woman for more than two years.
Especially a man like Xiao Feng who has strong needs in this area.
Xiao Feng's eyes suddenly became dangerous: "Do you want me to prove it to you now? It's been backlogged for more than two years, and I'm afraid that once I turn on porn, you won't be able to get out of bed for a month.
"
Qu Le couldn't help but shudder whenever she recalled her tragic experience of almost dying on the bed. She swallowed fearfully and bargained with him in a low voice: "I'm still injured, so there's nothing I can do about it.
Bend down, otherwise the wound will open..."
The most direct expression of a man's love for a woman is his ability to control himself. As an emperor with a harem of three thousand, he could do this for her. If he said he was not moved, it would be a lie.
Thinking of this, Qu Le's attitude of wanting to draw a clear line with him became less firm. She couldn't bear to push him away anymore, nor was she willing to bully him based on his liking.
Qu Le didn't ask Xiao Feng to leave again. Instead, Xiao Feng asked to leave. He said, "You have a rest first. I'll go out and come back."
He smiled meaningfully: "Would you like to take a shower and change clothes with me?"
Qu Le immediately grabbed the pillow and threw it at him: "You bastard! Get out of here!"
Xiao Feng caught the pillow and laughed loudly: "I am a stinker, you are a little scoundrel, we have a couple in two days!"
After saying that, he put down the pillow, turned around with satisfaction and strode out of the room under Qu Le's glare.
After the door was closed, Qu Le slapped the pillow hard and cursed fiercely: "What a pervert! You stinky scoundrel! You've eaten everything and wiped it clean, but you still don't forget to take advantage of your words! I'm so angry!"
As soon as she finished scolding, she heard footsteps outside the door. Qu Le paused for a moment, thinking that Xiao Feng couldn't be back so soon, right? She asked: "Who is it?"
After a while, a gentle voice sounded, as comfortable as the spring breeze blowing on the face...
"Miss Qu, it's me."
Qu Le recognized this familiar voice as soon as she heard it. It was Jing Ling!
She immediately sat up and put on her shoes in a hurry: "Wait a minute, I'll open the door for you right away."
She put on her clothes haphazardly, not caring to fix her messy hair, and trotted to the door. She opened the door and saw Jing Ling standing outside.
He was wearing a moon-white brocade robe with dark silver patterns on the background, wrapped in a rich snow-white fox fur. His frost-white hair was held up by a simple jade hairpin, leaving only a few strands of hair hanging down by his cheeks. He was holding his arms in his arms.
An old small heater. He smiled at her, and his elegant face instantly bloomed like a hundred flowers. It was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes away. The white snow in the sky behind him was outshone by him and became much inferior.
Although she had seen him before, Qu Le could not help but be stunned by his appearance. She was stunned for a moment. When she came back to her senses, she felt embarrassed and could only touch her nose and laugh.
Qu Le has seen a lot of good-looking men, but there is no one like Jing Ling who is so good-looking that it makes people unable to walk.
Jing Ling asked gently: "Is it convenient for me to go in and sit?"
Qu Le quickly measured herself and made an invitation: "Of course, please come in, please come in!"
Jing Ling walked into the room calmly. He looked around and was quite satisfied with the layout here. He said: "You guys came unexpectedly and I didn't have time to clean up too many rooms in the house. I can only aggrieve you for the time being and wait until tomorrow."
The houses in the garden have been cleaned up, and you can move there together. It's a big place there and looks much more spacious than here, and it's also very close to the yard where Mr. Han's family lives. You can walk around each other when you have time."
Qu Le waved her hand quickly: "It's okay. It's fine for me to live here. There's no need to move around again. It just adds a lot of trouble."
Jing Ling coughed twice softly and said, "You are distinguished guests. When you come to my place, I have to try my best to make your stay comfortable. Besides, why is there any trouble between friends?"
Seeing his insistence, Qu Le couldn't say anything more and just let the guests do as they pleased. She said: "Since you insist on being so polite, then I will follow your arrangements. By the way, how is your health?"
She asked him to sit down and planned to pour him a cup of tea. When she lifted the teapot, she realized that all the water in the pot had been poured out by her hands.
"Your health is better than before," Jingling asked when she saw that she was holding the teapot without moving, "Where are the maids? How can you do such a trivial matter as pouring tea yourself? I'll have someone call them.
"
"I'm not used to having people waiting around all the time, so I sent them all away. There's no need to stir up trouble for such a trivial matter." She put down the teapot and said with some embarrassment: "Drink all the water in the teapot.
It’s over, I have to ask someone to get some hot water.”
"Even when the hot water is gone, no one comes to help. These slaves are getting bolder and bolder," Jing Ling frowned slightly, and her originally elegant and dusty face finally revealed a bit of the aura of a superior, "I'll let you go later."
The butler will replace you with some servants."
What he meant was to deal with the servants responsible for taking care of Qu Le.
Qu Le quickly persuaded him, and for her sake, he gave up the idea of dealing with the person.
The two chatted for a while, and Qu Le noticed that the hosta on his head and the small heater in his hand looked familiar, and sighed with nostalgia: "I didn't expect that you still keep all the things I gave you."
Jing Ling's fingertips gently rubbed the lines on the small heater and smiled lightly: "I'm quite nostalgic."
Qu Le said sheepishly: "I'm sorry, you asked someone to invite me over before, but I didn't go."
"You are injured and should take a good rest," Jing Ling paused and said apologetically, "I heard that you were coming when I first returned home. I was so happy that I got carried away. I forgot to ask and sent someone to invite you.
, later I heard that you were feeling unwell, and I asked Mr. Han again, only to find out that you were injured. I knew I couldn’t disturb you, but I really missed you, so I couldn’t help but come over and take a look. I shouldn’t have disturbed your rest.
?”
Qule quickly said no.
Jing Ling added: "I have asked people to prepare some medicinal materials that can replenish blood and qi. I will send them to you later. You can rest assured that you can recuperate in the mansion. I will handle Prince Yu's affairs. I promise not to let him hurt him again."
You have half a hair on your head."
Qule said movedly: "Thank you."
Jing Ling smiled slightly: "You can think of me when you are in danger, which makes me very happy."
"I couldn't help it. I happened to see you from a distance on the street, so I shamelessly came to find you. Fortunately, you were kind-hearted and didn't throw me out," Qu Le said with a smile.
Jing Ling said: "Ever since you separated from me, I have always missed you, and I have also thought about going to find you. Unfortunately, I have heard nothing from you since you separated from Mr. Han's family. I learned about you from Mr. Han's mouth
Maybe in southern Xinjiang, I sent people to look for you in southern Xinjiang, but found nothing. I originally thought that we would never have a chance to see you again in this life, but I didn’t expect that God would let you appear in front of me again. I am really happy. Qu Le
,Actually, I treat you..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of the door being pushed open suddenly. He and Qu Le turned their heads at the same time, followed the sound, and saw Xiao Feng striding in with a cold air.
Jing Ling was slightly surprised: "Who is this?"
Before Qu Yue could make an introduction, Xiao Feng uttered three words coldly: "Li Changfeng."
Sensing that Xiao Feng's attitude was not friendly, Jing Ling just pretended not to know. He smiled politely and said: "Master Li, I am very grateful to you for taking care of Qu Le these days. If I can be useful in the future,
I will do my best."
Xiao Feng reached out with his long arm and blocked Qu Le's shoulder. As if to demonstrate, he said: "I take care of my woman as a matter of course and I don't need anyone else to thank me."
Feeling the cold air on his body, Qu Le looked numb, a pervert who loved to be jealous.
Hearing Xiao Feng's words, Jing Ling's smile froze. He looked at Qu Le intently and asked softly: "Isn't he your friend?"
"Yes, he is indeed my friend," Qu Le smiled dryly, her shoulder suddenly pinched by Xiao Feng's big hand. She raised her head and glared at him angrily, and whispered, "There are outsiders here, don't
Make trouble!"
Xiao Feng was immediately satisfied when she heard the word "outsider". She said that Jing Ling was an outsider, so he would naturally be her "family member".
Although Qu Le deliberately lowered her voice, Jing Ling still heard her words "outsider" clearly. His face turned pale, and he suddenly raised his hand to cover his mouth and kept coughing. He coughed so much that his shoulders were covered.
Trembling, Qu Le quickly asked with concern: "Has the old problem recurred again? I'll go find a doctor for you right away!" (To be continued)