Chapter 135

It's overbearing, but he likes it.

Emperor Si hugged her again and again: "all listen to you."

He had also seen the painting. There was nothing special about it. The only thing he could clearly know was that there was a map of the underground palace hidden in it.

"Time to sleep, eh?"

Ling Qing reluctantly looked at the man conveniently put away the painting, simply lying on the bed.

He looked at her inexplicably small temperament, doting point smile.

Put the picture on the platform by the window.

"Good night."

The emperor held her to sleep happily.

It's cool at night. When the painting is blown open, the full moon is exposed. The black mark hidden in half is gradually emerging. The rest of the moon looks like death's sickle.

When Lingqing left Li's house, he specially told him the news he had set up last night.

The most important point: they may want Fei Yun's life.

No soul, no soul.

At this point, Li Ping's view of people is even closer.

Feiyun said she was not used to it. In the past, there were only a few people. Now there are at least 20 people in the dark and in the light.

What identity have, she also know is for their own good, but not used to Oh.

So crazy to make complaints about the past days.

Lingqing expresses sympathy.,

"For your own good"

"Well, you can't go to the bathroom. All right."

Once she went to the bathroom and found that several people were familiar with each other. When she asked, she knew that they were from her own family. Once she met them was a coincidence, twice or three times was too much.

She was embarrassed to say that once she came to visit a relative, someone actually handed her a package of cotton slivers. How embarrassing.

Lingqing thinks it's too much, but life is more important, isn't it?

"Your husband has also said that that person may kill you. What will he do if something happens to you?"

"He's not yet..." my husband.

"It's all certified."

"How do you know?" She hasn't had time to talk to Xiao Qing.

"Guess."

Looking at the man, he knew that he had been scheming for this girl for a long time, and finally proposed to her. If he didn't go to the Civil Affairs Bureau immediately, he would have a ghost.

"Not even before the wedding."

Hum, you'd better be hard mouthed. It doesn't matter if you look happy.

Ah, a woman of duplicity.

"Xiaoqing, are you going to Huangshan? Can you take me? "

The spirit tilts the action of turning over a book to stop to say: "don't think, don't have to discuss."

"Why?"

"Life is in danger. I won't take you. It's no use what you say."

Feiyun also want to play a Jiao, it seems to be out of the game, a decadent face lying on the desk, there is no love.

Time passed quickly, and a semester ended like this.

Lingqing's daily life is to accompany her husband, study, live and study painting.

But her foreign language performance has never been improved. For a time, Di Si thought that her teaching method was wrong. Why did she always make mistakes when she got to the exam.

Every time he saw her score, he felt that he had failed as a teacher.

How can Di Si know that all this is the routine of Lingqing? She doesn't want to see that woman next semester.

Anyway, Xiao Youran has to come to find her sense of existence in class every day. As long as she catches a chance to fix herself, she will do it.

And Feiyun began to live like an uncle that day. There were people waiting for her everywhere, but the day was too peaceful, just like the peace before the storm.

Emperor Si also prepared a gift for his little woman. Every day, he deliberately said that he worked overtime until very late. In fact, he secretly prepared to go for a surprise. Several times, Lingqing couldn't wait for someone, so he was directly angry and let him sleep in his study. But in the middle of the night, men would secretly climb to bed, and she didn't expose it and let him go.