The Journey of the Empress of Quick Travel

"I met a special woman again on the road today. She always looked at me with that strange look in her eyes."

"After I called her aunt, her eyes became more fierce, and she finally left with red eyes."

"Lingling, can you tell me what's going on?"

Feng Ling: "..."

How does this person's head grow?

When others winked at him, he actually glared at them.

Suddenly, Feng Ling recalled that she had also given him a wink at the beginning. No wonder he was indifferent. It turned out that he thought she was glaring at him!

This was the first time she met such a strange man.

Feng Ling couldn't help it anymore and poked Ying Xiaojiu's head with a smile.

"You're the weird one! People obviously like you and are ogling you. How could they be glaring at you?"

Ying Xiaojiu pursed her lips and persisted in her opinion.

"That's different. I'm not a fool. They don't like those looks in their eyes, and I don't like them either."

"It's the young man next door who brings you water. He is very suspicious of your intentions."

Don't think he doesn't know, that boy has been here several times, and every time he takes advantage of his absence to bring water, vegetables and food.

This made Ying Xiaojiu feel extremely threatened.

After all, unlike the killer building in the village, he couldn't directly kill the person who coveted his master.

I can only teach him a few secret lessons to make the other party give up this idea.

Although Tiehanhan is always slow to react when it comes to his own affairs, he becomes extremely sensitive when it comes to the people in his arms.

Looking even more jealous than a woman, Ying Xiaojiu buried her head into Feng Ling's neck and kissed her carefully.

"Lingling, when can we get married..."

"I can't just follow you without any name or status, can I?"

"I heard from the aunts at the entrance of the village that men should find a good woman to marry while they are young and have children, otherwise no one will care about her when they get older."

He didn't know where Ying Xiaojiu heard these messy words, but why did they sound so awkward when they came out of his mouth?

Feng Ling couldn't help but laugh.

Then she knocked on his head and counted them one by one on her fingers.

"Well, the wedding doesn't need to be too grand anyway. Then just wait until you go to the city tomorrow and buy the candy, colored silk, wedding candles, and some other things for the wedding. When you come back, we will ask the village elders to do it. As a witness, we can then go to the church and get married..."

When Feng Ling spoke, her eyes were full of smiles and expectations.

When Ying Xiaojiu heard these words, she couldn't restrain the joy in her heart. Hold the person in your arms tighter,

"I'll go buy it tomorrow, and when I get back, we'll get married!"

When Feng Ling heard his reaction, she couldn't help but laugh out loud. Her eyes were as crescent-shaped as crescent moons.

"You're such a fool."

Pressing Ying Xiaojiu's forehead intimately, the joy in her heart was indescribable.

Ying Xiaojiu also laughed. He found that looking at her, an uncontrollable feeling of joy and admiration would emerge in his heart.

The two of them finally decided to get married.

The next morning, Ying Xiaojiu followed the village's ox cart into the city to go to the market. According to Fengling's request, she bought more gifts needed for the wedding.

Ying Xiaojiu was in high spirits, and even the man driving the car was making fun of him.

At the same time, Feng Ling was not idle either.

She has recently been learning how to make snacks from Grandma Yang in the village.

After several days of study and practice, her skills have improved significantly.

By chance, the locust flowers in the yard were in full bloom, and their fresh fragrance filled the air.

Feng Ling looked at the falling petals and felt it was a pity to waste them, so she collected them one by one, washed them and dried them, preparing to use them to make sophora flower snacks.

After Ying Xiaojiu left, Feng Ling began to concentrate on handling the petals. That lovely guy also said that when he comes back, he will eat the sophora flower cake she made.

Thinking of this, Feng Ling laughed softly, her heart full of expectation and happiness.

The courtyard gates in the village are usually left open, so it is easy to hear the neighbors.

But something was unusual today, the surroundings were unnervingly quiet.

Feng Ling was carefully selecting flower petals in the yard when she suddenly heard footsteps coming from the door.

Thinking that Ying Xiaojiu was back, he asked casually without raising his head,

"Xiaojiu, didn't you go to the market? Why did you come back so soon? Did you forget to bring the money again?"

However, when the figure stopped in front of her and pressed the cold scabbard against her chin, forcing her to raise her head, Feng Ling realized that something was wrong.

"Miss Fourth, I have been looking for you for a long time."

The words of the visitor made her instantly realize that this was not Xiaojiu.

Hearing this, Feng Ling was stunned, and the hand that was gathering the petals stopped.

The flower plate on his lap fell to the ground with a "snap" and fell to pieces in an instant.

The fragrance of those dried flowers is overflowing, elegant and sweet, refreshing, but at this moment it seems to be a kind of irony.

The petals were scattered around her feet, on her shoes, and on her clothes. Although the fragrance remained, it made her feel a little suffocated at the moment.

Mo Lingqiu's eyes swept across Feng Ling's body. His voice was calm, but it carried a power that no one could ignore.

"Miss Fourth, what's wrong with you? Are you scared?"

Feng Ling's body trembled uncontrollably.

She bit her lip, and a layer of mist instantly formed in her eyes.

His face became extremely pale, and his expression was full of panic and fear.

As if he had seen some terrible monster, he stumbled to his feet and staggered back a few steps.

"Mo...you..."

Feng Ling's voice was trembling, and she was already choked up before she finished speaking.

"Miss Fourth, are you scared?"

There was a trace of ridicule in Mo Lingqiu's voice. He stood up slowly and looked at her with his eyes.

"The fourth lady instigated the killer to elope, betrayed the Valley Master, and betrayed everyone. Now that she is found by her subordinates, it is natural to be afraid."

Feng Ling's eyes instantly moistened, and she shook her head helplessly, completely at a loss.

But that person continued to approach calmly, completely in control of the situation, like a wild beast hunting, carelessly but surely.

Mo Lingqiu raised his sword again and took a few steps forward, until Feng Ling was forced into the house and could no longer retreat.

Her body slammed into the edge of the table behind her and stopped.

Mo Lingqiu chuckled softly,

"Why are you looking at me like this? You look so weak, it makes me feel like I am causing trouble and planning something wrong."

Feng Ling's fingers trembled and she accidentally knocked over the newly brewed cup of scented tea on the table.

The tea overflowed and soaked a large pile of "囍" characters neatly placed on the table.

"Ah……"

Mo Lingqiu's eyes became cold, especially when he saw those people soaked in tea

"囍"

After the words, a surge of resentment and jealousy surged in my heart.

The long sword in his hand was pointed directly at Feng Ling's chest, and his voice became sarcastic.