The Lady in the General’s Arms is a Bigshot in Mystic Arts

WTF! ?

Fu Ling: "!?"

Holding on to the medicine box, he fixedly looked at Xie Cheng, suddenly dropped the silver needle bag he had just found, and reached out to grab Xie Cheng's wrist:

"A Cheng, what's wrong with you, A Cheng, I know you're jealous, I know you regret it, but you shouldn't be like this, right?"

"It's okay, don't worry about it, it's just crazy, you believe me, I will cure you!"

Xie Cheng: "?"

The smile on his face disappeared immediately, he pulled back his hand expressionlessly, parted his thin lips slightly, and said two words lightly, "Fu Ling."

Fu Ling seemed to be taken aback for a while, "What?"

Xie Cheng raised his chin, his tone was calm, but with a trace of inexplicable pride, he said, "I will go to Qinghe Courtyard for dinner every day from now on."

Fu Ling: "?"

He stretched out his hand cautiously, and touched Xie Cheng's forehead, "I'll see if it's burnt out..."

Xie Cheng closed his eyes, unable to bear it any longer, "Eleven, you tell him."

Eleven stood by and looked at Fu Ling, almost dying of laughter in his heart, but he still stood up and seriously told what happened yesterday and today.

Of course, for the sake of the general's tall image, he didn't talk about how the general shamelessly pretended to be pitiful.

Fu Ling stared straight at Xie Chengdao, "That's it? Just talk to her? Say you want to breathe, and then you can go over there for dinner?"

Did he also...

Xie Cheng stared at him, narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded slightly, and said in an unclear tone, "Well, that's right."

"Why, you also want to eat what she made?"

"Yes!" Fu Ling nodded solemnly. He looked at Xie Cheng suddenly, and when he thought of what Jiang Fu made, his eyes seemed to be shining like stars, with a look of expectation on his face, "The fish she made It's so delicious, I really like eating her food, I really want to eat at her place..."

When he thought of the food over there, he didn't even care about his good brother's feelings.

It's none of his business whether he marries a wife or not!

Whether he is jealous or not is none of his business!

He just wants to be full every day!

"No, I'll go with you at noon, and I'll tell Miss Jiang that I'll go to her place for dinner in the future too!" Fu Ling clenched her fists, looking like she mustered up a lot of courage.

Xie Cheng sat beside him, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Let me go and talk to Ah Fu."

Fu Ling retrieved the silver needle bag again, and then realized something was wrong, Wrinkle asked, "Why do you call her Ah Fu, are you familiar?"

"Yes." Xie Cheng nodded calmly, "She also said that I am the best general, brave and resourceful, and invincible."

Fu Ling looked at him strangely.

Although, he is indeed, and there are many people who praise him like this, but it is a bit...

Hmm, weird.

However, Xie Cheng didn't find it strange, and continued, "She also knows that I am the youngest champion of Xuanwu."

Fu Ling's expression became even weirder.

In the past, when others sighed like this, Xie Cheng always scoffed at him, but now this proud look?

Just, quite, people don't know what to say.

Although Fu Ling didn't respond, Xie Cheng became even more energetic, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and said in a tone full of pride, "She also said that I protect my family and the country, and I am the most upright person."

Fu Ling couldn't help laughing: "Pfft..."

Xie Cheng paused, and looked over suddenly, with a half-smile, with a slight sense of oppression.