Qing Fu Jin

Chapter 56
While Bozhe was moaning, Ling Bo also immediately realized that he had caused trouble.

She stood up in panic, and asked eagerly, "How is it? Does it hurt?"

Bo Zhe was lying on his back, frowning pitifully: "You are too cruel, do you want me to enter the palace as a eunuch?"

Ling Bo felt that if there were sound effects, his face would turn red with a puff like boiling water.

"I, I didn't do it on purpose, hurry up, check it out, it's okay, that, it's just a light touch, it won't hurt..." She spoke incoherently, getting up from him in a hurry.

That stuff is related to the happiness of the rest of my life.

Then what, it is also related to the heir, if it is injured, what is the use of her recuperating the body.

Ling Bo was so anxious that he was about to cry, but Bo Zhe just lay there, panting heavily and staring at her.

"Don't stare at me, what's the matter, um, little Bozhe, is it all right?" Ling Bo said pitifully.

Hearing her description of that stuff, Bozhe's eyes widened like copper bells.

Little Bozhe?Thankfully she figured it out.

He couldn't laugh or cry: "Little Bozhe asked me to tell you that if you are rude to him next time, Big Bozhe will really punish you!"

He suddenly turned over and sat up, threw Ling Bo to the ground, growled "ha", and gnawed at her neck like a leopard.

Ling Bo turned his head in fright, and slapped him.

"Snapped!"

Five fingers stuck tightly to Bozhe's clean face.

"I...I didn't mean to..."

"..."

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Bozhe rubbed his cheek with one hand.

Is it easy to see a daughter-in-law? In just one night, she was beaten three times, first on the head, then on the little Bozhe, and finally on the face.

Ling Bo made a mistake and knelt down in front of him, blinking his eyes innocently.

"I didn't read the almanac when I went out today, so it's probably not suitable for traveling." Bozhe joked depressingly.

Ling Bo couldn't help laughing, chuckled, and patted him on the arm.

"What the hell are you doing here tonight?"

"Aren't you going to Rehe? I thought I'd be away from the capital for so many days, so I came to see you before I left."

Ling Bo felt sweet in his heart, and the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.

"Reluctant to part with me?" She tilted her head, her eyes were raised slightly, and her long eyelashes curled into thrilling arcs in the light and shadow.

Bo Zhe twisted her nose, and said, "Reluctance! But I'm also here to warn you, I'm not in Beijing, so you are not allowed to cause trouble for me."

Ling Bo raised his eyebrows and said, "When did I cause trouble?"

Bo Zhe snorted: "Then what's going on with the third elder brother?"

Ling Bo's face darkened, and he said unhappily, "What does his business have to do with me!"

The last time the third elder brother said in front of the emperor that he had an affair with her, which made her notorious, and finally had to use such embarrassing means to prove her innocence. She can remember this account firmly.

"Ugly words first, if he comes to pester you when I am not in Beijing, you are not allowed to talk to him, and when I come back, I will beat him to death!" Bo Zhe shook his fist fiercely.

Ling Bo raised his chin and said, "Then you are not allowed to flirt with Wuzhu in Rehe!"

"Don't worry, I will never provoke her."

"Then if she takes the initiative to look for you, you are not allowed to talk to him!"

"Okay, as soon as I see her, I run away, okay?"

Ling Bo nodded in satisfaction.

Bo Zhe held her hand, and said softly, "I'll agree to whatever you say, shouldn't you also give me some reward?"

Ling Bo wondered, "What reward?"

Bozhe smiled with narrowed eyes, rubbed her arm with one hand, and pointed to his mouth with the other.

"Not in shape." Ling pushed him, got up and walked to the table, picked up the unfinished embroidery frame.

Bozhe stood up and ran after him, propping his hands on the tabletop, trapping her in the narrow space between his chest and the table.

"This purse is ready, you have to give it to me."

Ling Bo couldn't help laughing, raised his embroidery and said, "Look at this color, it's obviously for a girl's home."

"Then I don't care, you have to make one for me." Bozhe played a rogue.

Ling Bo bit his lower lip, looking at him with bright eyes.

Fool, I have already prepared your purse for you.Just waiting to make this one in hand, make a pair, and then give it to you to wear together.

Bo Zhe didn't know what was going on in her heart, but she was just pestering her for a purse.

Ling Bo could only pretend to sigh helplessly, and replied, "Okay, I'll make it for you when you come back."

Bo Zhe said happily: "You can start to make it when I go to Rehe. When I come back, just send me off."

She nodded.

Bo Zhe kissed her hard on the face, and praised: "Good."

As he spoke, he gestured to kiss her on the mouth again.

Seeing the opportunity, Ling Bo threw away the embroidered cloth, put his hands on his chest, and didn't allow him to approach.

"It's getting late, you should go back quickly."

Bo Zhe looked at the sky outside the window and said, "It's still early before dawn."

Ling Bo's eyes widened. I dare say this guy wants to stay here for the whole night: "No, you should go back quickly. If I finish my sleep and I'm not in good spirits tomorrow, the girls will notice."

"Which girl has such poisonous eyes?"

Ling Bo said distressedly: "My girls are all ghosts. Last time you came here, you thought you were ignorant, but they already knew about it."

Bozhe scratched the top of his head and sighed helplessly.

Ling ** led him to the window, and coaxed him: "Hero who flies over the roof and wall, go back quickly, let me rest early."

"I'm not a hero, I'm a flower picker." Bozhe was upset, angry like a child.

Ling Bo blushed and spat at him, "That's right, you are a flower picker! The number one flower picker in the world!"

Bozhe shook his head triumphantly, then turned over and jumped out of the window.

But he immediately turned around and grabbed Ling Bo's upper body through the window into his arms, and quickly pecked her on the lips.

"You little goblin, I'll get rid of you sooner or later!"

He spoke viciously, his eyes shining brightly in the night.

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The 50th year of Kangxi's Mulan Autumn Festival was not larger than in previous years, but it was still very grand, with a mighty entourage.

On the third day after the night chat with Bo Zhe, Ling Bo and his father Mi Sihan sent the third brother Ma Wu out, and he was also one of the entourage.

"Sister, don't worry, third brother will take good care of Bo Zhe for you, and never let him attract others."

Ma Wu rode on horseback, and said with a smile to Ling Bo who was standing under the horse to see him off.

Ling Bo blushed slightly, raised his neck and said, "Okay, third brother must keep an eye on him, especially beware of that stinky girl Wu Zhu!"

Ma Wu grinned, showing his big white teeth.

Mi Sihan touched his bare forehead and said in confusion: "This girl is quite courageous and thick-skinned."

"Ama~" Ling Bo acted like a baby in reproach.

"But this is the daughter of our Fucha family. Dare to speak, dare to do, dare to love and hate, haha!" Mi Sihan laughed.

In the laughter of their father and daughter, Ma Wu waved his whip and left in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)