Chapter 62: A Thousand Beauty
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Hearing Zhao Ling's call, Meng Yuan came back to his senses, and his face immediately returned to normal. He protested dissatisfiedly: "Call me A-Yuan."
"No." Zhao Ling categorically refused. She was not used to calling people so affectionately. Last night was a temporary affair, and now it seemed a bit embarrassing to make her suddenly call out so affectionately.
Meng Yuan smiled charmingly, with a dangerous light shining in his eyes. He wrapped his long arms around Zhao Ling's slender waist and placed a kiss on her forehead.
"My name is A-Yuan." His tone was like a coquettish child.
Zhao Ling turned her head away. No, she still couldn't speak. It was not that she was deliberately hypocritical, but she never liked to be too close to people, and she had never called others so intimately, and she was really not used to it for a while.
Meng Yuan turned her head back with both hands and made her look directly at him with a charming voice. "If you don't call me, I don't mind repeating what happened last night."
Zhao Ling quickly drew back her head. "Huh?"
Meng Yuan smiled evilly, and his handsome face approached hers and wanted to kiss her lips.
"A-Yuan." Zhao Ling finally gave in and called out quickly. There were still a group of people outside waiting for them to go out, and she didn't want to lose a reputation for being a prostitute in the daytime.
"Call again." Meng Yuan smiled smugly.
Zhao Ling rolled her eyes helplessly. How shameless this guy was. She yelled a lot in anger. "A-Yuan, A-Yuan, A-Yuan..."
After the calling of his name, even the king himself was amused.
Meng Yuan looked at her flowery smile, his mind was swayed, and he kissed her lips domineeringly without any explanation.
Asshole! Zhao Ling scolded secretly, bit hard, and tasted blood in her mouth. She must have bitten his lip.
The smell of blood seemed to irritate Meng Yuan even more. He deepened the kiss even more, and then with force, he brought Zhao Ling to the bed.
Meng Yuan, you are indeed a rogue!
The moment he gently entered her body, Zhao Ling's thoughts drowsily faded into the back of her mind.
By the time the two of them appeared in the Warship Chamber, it was already three poles in the sun, and everyone had been waiting a long time for them.
"Ling'er!"
"Thousand Ling!"
Zhao Ling heard two familiar shouts and looked around. When she finally saw the sources, it was Feng Ze and Xie Mingyu. Of course, Lu Ziqing also came.
There was also a handsome boy in white clothes and a general in military uniform with a black beard. They are Yun Yi, the owner of Woyun Villa, and Zhang Xian, the admiral of the Suzhou Navy.
When everyone saw the two appeared together, their expressions were different. But when they saw Zhao Ling's face clearly, they were speechless and shocked.
Yun Yi even dropped his jaw in shock. Unexpectedly, the eldest lady of the Zhao's mansion whose face was ruined in rumors, was really so beautiful in appearance.
"I have seen King Xuan." When everyone saw the two coming out, they all saluted Meng Yuan.
After Meng Yuan left Wuji Island with Zhao Ling willfully last night, Yun Yi led Woyun Villa and Wuji Sect to fight fiercely, and was full of resentment at this time.
Seeing Meng Yuan's refreshing appearance with Zhao Ling in his arms, he said calmly, "Prince Xuan's beauty is in his arms, wouldn't he be drunk and unable to get up in a gentle township?"
Meng Yuan gave him a sideways glance as a cold snort came out of his nostrils, still holding Zhao Ling's slender waist firmly.
Zhao Ling also did not change his color in a generous way, smiled gently at Yun Yi and Zhang Xian, and nodded. She and him now not only have the name of a marriage contract, but also the reality of husband and wife, and there was nothing to be embarrassed about.
Seeing this, Yun Yi touched his nose and turned his head away indifferently, inwardly admiring Zhao Ling's calm air.
Zhang Xian, who had a serious face, couldn't help but smile.
"Cousin!" Seeing Xie Mingyu, Zhao Ling smiled and went forward.
Xie Mingyu was also very excited. For so many days, he had always been concerned about Zhao Ling's safety, but now that she was safe and sound, his joy was beyond words.
"Ling'er, the injury on your face..." Xie Mingyu was asking when he stopped, looking at her flawless face.
Zhao Ling touched her left cheek and smiled mischievously, "Yeah, after being cured at Wuji Religion, I don't have to be afraid of scaring people anymore."
"That's great." Xie Mingyu's face burst into a big smile, "I didn't expect Ling'er to be so beautiful, so people can't take their eyes off her."
"Thank you cousin for your compliment." Xie Mingyu was used to laughing with her, and his words were naturally more casual.
Zhao Ling didn't take it seriously, she responded with a smile, then turned her head to greet Feng Ze and Lu Ziqing. "Fengze, Master Lu."
Although Lu Ziqing was also amazed at Zhao Ling's beauty, he immediately returned to normal. In his eyes, women's beauty was not the only one.
It was just that since the last time he saw Zhao Ling's righteous act of sacrificing herself and saving others in Xie's residence, he had eliminated the grudge against her in his heart, and turned to have a little more respect for her, so he politely greeted her.
On the other hand, Feng Ze had a gloomy face and remained silent.
He had just heard from Situ Gong that Zhao Ling was poisoned and King Xuan detoxified her. Although Situ Gong did not explain the detoxification method very clearly, he had roughly guessed it.
Now seeing Zhao Ling and Meng Yuan coming out with each other intimately, confirming that his guess was true, he only felt blood rushing up for a while, and he even felt pain in breathing.
His dark eyes were fixed on Zhao Ling, and his right hand holding the tea bowl slammed hard on the oak table with a bang, and the tea bowl cracked in response. The ceramic fragment cut through his palm, and his right hand was immediately dripping with blood.
Everyone heard the sound and looked sideways.
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Hearing Zhao Ling's call, Meng Yuan came back to his senses, and his face immediately returned to normal. He protested dissatisfiedly: "Call me A-Yuan."
"No." Zhao Ling categorically refused. She was not used to calling people so affectionately. Last night was a temporary affair, and now it seemed a bit embarrassing to make her suddenly call out so affectionately.
Meng Yuan smiled charmingly, with a dangerous light shining in his eyes. He wrapped his long arms around Zhao Ling's slender waist and placed a kiss on her forehead.
"My name is A-Yuan." His tone was like a coquettish child.
Zhao Ling turned her head away. No, she still couldn't speak. It was not that she was deliberately hypocritical, but she never liked to be too close to people, and she had never called others so intimately, and she was really not used to it for a while.
Meng Yuan turned her head back with both hands and made her look directly at him with a charming voice. "If you don't call me, I don't mind repeating what happened last night."
Zhao Ling quickly drew back her head. "Huh?"
Meng Yuan smiled evilly, and his handsome face approached hers and wanted to kiss her lips.
"A-Yuan." Zhao Ling finally gave in and called out quickly. There were still a group of people outside waiting for them to go out, and she didn't want to lose a reputation for being a prostitute in the daytime.
"Call again." Meng Yuan smiled smugly.
Zhao Ling rolled her eyes helplessly. How shameless this guy was. She yelled a lot in anger. "A-Yuan, A-Yuan, A-Yuan..."
After the calling of his name, even the king himself was amused.
Meng Yuan looked at her flowery smile, his mind was swayed, and he kissed her lips domineeringly without any explanation.
Asshole! Zhao Ling scolded secretly, bit hard, and tasted blood in her mouth. She must have bitten his lip.
The smell of blood seemed to irritate Meng Yuan even more. He deepened the kiss even more, and then with force, he brought Zhao Ling to the bed.
Meng Yuan, you are indeed a rogue!
The moment he gently entered her body, Zhao Ling's thoughts drowsily faded into the back of her mind.
By the time the two of them appeared in the Warship Chamber, it was already three poles in the sun, and everyone had been waiting a long time for them.
"Ling'er!"
"Thousand Ling!"
Zhao Ling heard two familiar shouts and looked around. When she finally saw the sources, it was Feng Ze and Xie Mingyu. Of course, Lu Ziqing also came.
There was also a handsome boy in white clothes and a general in military uniform with a black beard. They are Yun Yi, the owner of Woyun Villa, and Zhang Xian, the admiral of the Suzhou Navy.
When everyone saw the two appeared together, their expressions were different. But when they saw Zhao Ling's face clearly, they were speechless and shocked.
Yun Yi even dropped his jaw in shock. Unexpectedly, the eldest lady of the Zhao's mansion whose face was ruined in rumors, was really so beautiful in appearance.
"I have seen King Xuan." When everyone saw the two coming out, they all saluted Meng Yuan.
After Meng Yuan left Wuji Island with Zhao Ling willfully last night, Yun Yi led Woyun Villa and Wuji Sect to fight fiercely, and was full of resentment at this time.
Seeing Meng Yuan's refreshing appearance with Zhao Ling in his arms, he said calmly, "Prince Xuan's beauty is in his arms, wouldn't he be drunk and unable to get up in a gentle township?"
Meng Yuan gave him a sideways glance as a cold snort came out of his nostrils, still holding Zhao Ling's slender waist firmly.
Zhao Ling also did not change his color in a generous way, smiled gently at Yun Yi and Zhang Xian, and nodded. She and him now not only have the name of a marriage contract, but also the reality of husband and wife, and there was nothing to be embarrassed about.
Seeing this, Yun Yi touched his nose and turned his head away indifferently, inwardly admiring Zhao Ling's calm air.
Zhang Xian, who had a serious face, couldn't help but smile.
"Cousin!" Seeing Xie Mingyu, Zhao Ling smiled and went forward.
Xie Mingyu was also very excited. For so many days, he had always been concerned about Zhao Ling's safety, but now that she was safe and sound, his joy was beyond words.
"Ling'er, the injury on your face..." Xie Mingyu was asking when he stopped, looking at her flawless face.
Zhao Ling touched her left cheek and smiled mischievously, "Yeah, after being cured at Wuji Religion, I don't have to be afraid of scaring people anymore."
"That's great." Xie Mingyu's face burst into a big smile, "I didn't expect Ling'er to be so beautiful, so people can't take their eyes off her."
"Thank you cousin for your compliment." Xie Mingyu was used to laughing with her, and his words were naturally more casual.
Zhao Ling didn't take it seriously, she responded with a smile, then turned her head to greet Feng Ze and Lu Ziqing. "Fengze, Master Lu."
Although Lu Ziqing was also amazed at Zhao Ling's beauty, he immediately returned to normal. In his eyes, women's beauty was not the only one.
It was just that since the last time he saw Zhao Ling's righteous act of sacrificing herself and saving others in Xie's residence, he had eliminated the grudge against her in his heart, and turned to have a little more respect for her, so he politely greeted her.
On the other hand, Feng Ze had a gloomy face and remained silent.
He had just heard from Situ Gong that Zhao Ling was poisoned and King Xuan detoxified her. Although Situ Gong did not explain the detoxification method very clearly, he had roughly guessed it.
Now seeing Zhao Ling and Meng Yuan coming out with each other intimately, confirming that his guess was true, he only felt blood rushing up for a while, and he even felt pain in breathing.
His dark eyes were fixed on Zhao Ling, and his right hand holding the tea bowl slammed hard on the oak table with a bang, and the tea bowl cracked in response. The ceramic fragment cut through his palm, and his right hand was immediately dripping with blood.
Everyone heard the sound and looked sideways.
Hearing Zhao Ling's call, Meng Yuan came back to his senses, and his face immediately returned to normal. He protested dissatisfiedly: "Call me A-Yuan.""No." Zhao Ling categorically refused. She was not used to calling people so affectionately. Last night was a temporary affair, and now it seemed a bit embarrassing to make her suddenly call out so affectionately.Meng Yuan smiled charmingly, with a dangerous light shining in his eyes. He wrapped his long arms around Zhao Ling's slender waist and placed a kiss on her forehead."My name is A-Yuan." His tone was like a coquettish child.Zhao Ling turned her head away. No, she still couldn't speak. It was not that she was deliberately hypocritical, but she never liked to be too close to people, and she had never called others so intimately, and she was really not used to it for a while.Meng Yuan turned her head back with both hands and made her look directly at him with a charming voice. "If you don't call me, I don't mind repeating what happened last night."Zhao Ling quickly drew back her head. "Huh?"Meng Yuan smiled evilly, and his handsome face approached hers and wanted to kiss her lips."A-Yuan." Zhao Ling finally gave in and called out quickly. There were still a group of people outside waiting for them to go out, and she didn't want to lose a reputation for being a prostitute in the daytime."Call again." Meng Yuan smiled smugly.Zhao Ling rolled her eyes helplessly. How shameless this guy was. She yelled a lot in anger. "A-Yuan, A-Yuan, A-Yuan..." After the calling of his name, even the king himself was amused.Meng Yuan looked at her flowery smile, his mind was swayed, and he kissed her lips domineeringly without any explanation.Asshole! Zhao Ling scolded secretly, bit hard, and tasted blood in her mouth. She must have bitten his lip.The smell of blood seemed to irritate Meng Yuan even more. He deepened the kiss even more, and then with force, he brought Zhao Ling to the bed.Meng Yuan, you are indeed a rogue! The moment he gently entered her body, Zhao Ling's thoughts drowsily faded into the back of her mind.By the time the two of them appeared in the Warship Chamber, it was already three poles in the sun, and everyone had been waiting a long time for them."Ling'er!""Thousand Ling!"Zhao Ling heard two familiar shouts and looked around. When she finally saw the sources, it was Feng Ze and Xie Mingyu. Of course, Lu Ziqing also came.There was also a handsome boy in white clothes and a general in military uniform with a black beard. They are Yun Yi, the owner of Woyun Villa, and Zhang Xian, the admiral of the Suzhou Navy.When everyone saw the two appeared together, their expressions were different. But when they saw Zhao Ling's face clearly, they were speechless and shocked.Yun Yi even dropped his jaw in shock. Unexpectedly, the eldest lady of the Zhao's mansion whose face was ruined in rumors, was really so beautiful in appearance."I have seen King Xuan." When everyone saw the two coming out, they all saluted Meng Yuan.After Meng Yuan left Wuji Island with Zhao Ling willfully last night, Yun Yi led Woyun Villa and Wuji Sect to fight fiercely, and was full of resentment at this time. Seeing Meng Yuan's refreshing appearance with Zhao Ling in his arms, he said calmly, "Prince Xuan's beauty is in his arms, wouldn't he be drunk and unable to get up in a gentle township?"Meng Yuan gave him a sideways glance as a cold snort came out of his nostrils, still holding Zhao Ling's slender waist firmly.Zhao Ling also did not change his color in a generous way, smiled gently at Yun Yi and Zhang Xian, and nodded. She and him now not only have the name of a marriage contract, but also the reality of husband and wife, and there was nothing to be embarrassed about.Seeing this, Yun Yi touched his nose and turned his head away indifferently, inwardly admiring Zhao Ling's calm air. Zhang Xian, who had a serious face, couldn't help but smile."Cousin!" Seeing Xie Mingyu, Zhao Ling smiled and went forward.Xie Mingyu was also very excited. For so many days, he had always been concerned about Zhao Ling's safety, but now that she was safe and sound, his joy was beyond words."Ling'er, the injury on your face..." Xie Mingyu was asking when he stopped, looking at her flawless face.Zhao Ling touched her left cheek and smiled mischievously, "Yeah, after being cured at Wuji Religion, I don't have to be afraid of scaring people anymore.""That's great." Xie Mingyu's face burst into a big smile, "I didn't expect Ling'er to be so beautiful, so people can't take their eyes off her.""Thank you cousin for your compliment." Xie Mingyu was used to laughing with her, and his words were naturally more casual. Zhao Ling didn't take it seriously, she responded with a smile, then turned her head to greet Feng Ze and Lu Ziqing. "Fengze, Master Lu."Although Lu Ziqing was also amazed at Zhao Ling's beauty, he immediately returned to normal. In his eyes, women's beauty was not the only one. It was just that since the last time he saw Zhao Ling's righteous act of sacrificing herself and saving others in Xie's residence, he had eliminated the grudge against her in his heart, and turned to have a little more respect for her, so he politely greeted her.On the other hand, Feng Ze had a gloomy face and remained silent.He had just heard from Situ Gong that Zhao Ling was poisoned and King Xuan detoxified her. Although Situ Gong did not explain the detoxification method very clearly, he had roughly guessed it. Now seeing Zhao Ling and Meng Yuan coming out with each other intimately, confirming that his guess was true, he only felt blood rushing up for a while, and he even felt pain in breathing.His dark eyes were fixed on Zhao Ling, and his right hand holding the tea bowl slammed hard on the oak table with a bang, and the tea bowl cracked in response. The ceramic fragment cut through his palm, and his right hand was immediately dripping with blood.Everyone heard the sound and looked sideways.
