The Journey of the Empress of Quick Travel

Chapter 53 You’re not hurt, right?
  When Ying Xiaojiu inspected the body, he found a familiar piece of cloth, which was part of Feng Ling's skirt.

He was very anxious and didn't know what to do. He must find them as soon as possible!

So he followed the clues and came to this small ruined temple.

He breathed a sigh of relief as he saw the man he was worried about, looking okay.

Ying Xiaojiu looked at Feng Ling carefully and found that except for her pale face, she was not obviously injured.

At this time, Mo Lingqiu had been temporarily forgotten by them.

His eyes fell on Feng Ling's face, and he suddenly felt a little dull in his heart.

Suddenly I felt like something was blocked in my throat, and I couldn't say what I originally wanted to say.

Mo Lingqiu realized that Feng Ling showed dependence and vulnerability in front of Xiao Jiu, which he had never seen before.

He touched his chest gently, confused by the discomfort there.

He looked at the two of them hugging each other, and suddenly there was an inexplicable jealousy and envy in his heart.

The two people at the door were still unaware. Feng Ling couldn't help but feel a little anxious when she heard his clumsy words.

Sweat broke out on Feng Ling's forehead, and she couldn't help but smile in her heart, as the repeated words kept ringing in her ears.

Finally, she couldn't help but let out a chuckle.

She stood on tiptoes, wrapped her hands around his neck, buried her head in his neck, and said in a muffled voice:

"Xiaojiu, don't leave me alone again, okay? Last time you were away, I was really scared, so scared that I would never see you again..."

Recalling the thrilling situation at that time, Feng Ling's tears welled up involuntarily.

Ying Xiaojiu felt the warm liquid on her neck and gently stroked the back of Feng Ling's head.

This is the first time that Ying Xiaojiu comforts others so patiently, but he is always clumsy and unable to say nice words.

He could only use his long arms and legs to hold Feng Ling tightly in his arms,
  "Will not……"

"I will never leave Miss again."

"I did something wrong before, but I won't do it again, and I won't do it again..."

As Ying Xiaojiu spoke, she patted her back gently to comfort her.

Feng Ling seemed to sense his sincerity, snorted softly, and stepped away slightly.

Her eyes met his, then landed on his lips.

It's a pity that Ying Xiaojiu is a stupid guy and doesn't understand Feng Ling's hint at all.

We can't expect Ying Xiaojiu to take the initiative on her own.

The current atmosphere is so suitable for kissing. As long as he lowers his head a little, he can kiss her lips.

But Ying Xiaojiu blinked in confusion and rubbed Feng Ling's forehead with her chin, thinking she liked this.

What is the difference between this and a big dog asking for pets?
  No, it should mean that even dogs are more proactive than him!

Feng Ling bit her lip in anger.

Since he didn't take the initiative, don't blame her. Just when she stood on tiptoes and was about to take the initiative to kiss him.
  Suddenly, there was a "bang" and the sound of breaking tiles broke the silence.

Both of them were startled, and only then did Feng Ling remember that Ling Qiu was in the room.

She quickly took a step back, pretending to be nonchalant.

"I almost forgot, Ling Qiu is still inside."

Feng Ling glanced at Ying Xiaojiu shyly, and then changed the topic:

"He was seriously injured and poisoned yesterday while trying to save me. I stayed with him all night before waking him up. Go and see him."

Ying Xiaojiu responded dully, obviously a little dissatisfied with this person who suddenly interrupted their intimacy. Although he is a little emotionally slow, he is by no means truly stupid.

When Feng Ling approached him, it was obviously intentional, but she was interrupted by others.

Later, Ying Xiaojiu couldn't help feeling a little unhappy when she heard Feng Ling calling Mo Lingqiu's name affectionately.

He could never forget the reason for leaving - it was because of Mo Lingqiu.

Ying Xiaojiu even thought a little viciously, who asked him to eat so many dishes? Well, he brought all this on himself.

Since Ying Xiaojiu arrived, Feng Ling's mood has obviously improved a lot.

The smiles on her face became more frequent and brighter, as if all the sorrow and anxiety disappeared at this moment.

The eyebrows and eyes are curved, like two crescent moons, and the eyes are clear and bright, with only Ying Xiaojiu's figure in his eyes.

This kind of affection and tenderness makes people want to get closer, but they also understand that this beautiful smile only belongs to Ying Xiaojiu.

Mo Lingqiu's eyes dropped slightly, making it impossible to see his inner emotions clearly.

He recalled the initial task assignment. He was originally the killer assigned to protect Feng Ling.

However, the poster believed that he was scheming and unruly, and might not be controlled by Feng Ling's gentle personality, so he decided to hand over Ying Xiaojiu, his proud disciple who had been trained by himself, to Feng Ling.

And he himself became the third young master's killer.

If it weren't for the poster's comment, it would be him, Mo Lingqiu, who is accompanying Feng Ling now.

Whenever he thought of this, Mo Lingqiu's fingers would clenched unconsciously.

Deep in his heart, a voice always echoed:
  If the task distribution is as the poster said, then he should be the person next to Fei Ling now.

All Fengling's love and dependence now should belong to him, Mo Lingqiu.

It was Ying Xiaojiu's unexpected appearance that took away the position that originally belonged to him.

This was supposed to be his Mo Lingqiu's fate.

Mo Lingqiu thought to himself, and his eyes involuntarily fell on the two people at the door.

He saw that Feng Ling was concentrating on examining the wounds on Xiao Jiu's body, and her white and soft fingers were gently groping around Xiao Jiu's waist and abdomen, almost taking off his clothes.

This unabashed action made Ying Xiaojiu's cheeks turn red instantly.

Ying Xiaojiu lowered his head and stepped back involuntarily, trying to avoid the groping hands.

He didn't dare to raise his head to look at Feng Ling, so he could only mutter in a low voice,

"Stop touching it. I really didn't suffer any serious injuries. It was just some skin wounds that have stopped hurting a long time ago..."

Ying Xiaojiu's breathing began to become a little rapid, and the blush on his face became more obvious.

Every time Feng Ling checked his body, he always felt nervous and looking forward to it.

He was worried that Feng Ling would notice something strange about him, and he felt more and more ashamed and his face became redder and redder.

It wasn't until Feng Ling was sure that he was okay that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Ling's eyes paused at his wound for a moment, with obvious concern in her tone.

"Are you sure you're fine? There are no injuries elsewhere, right? Has the wound on your shoulder gotten worse?"

Ying Xiaojiu nodded obediently and shook his head gently, showing his obedience.

The eyes shone with a faint light, and the darkness was covered with a layer of fog.

When he looked at the person in front of him, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, but he quickly regained his composure.

(End of this chapter)