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Boom! *

Lingyun fell to the ground, the ground shook a bit, and he stood up. He was swaying, his eyes blurred, and he was completely dizzy. "Huu …"

Besides, the alcohol had started to rise.

"Big Sister Qing Xue, you …" Pointing at the girl in white who threw him like a broken bag, Lingyun was so angry that he could not speak. He was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

Why did you become so bad? She bullied me, and it's fine if you don't help me beat her up, but why did you throw me away so casually?

"I'm afraid you'll break the flowers." Ling Qing Xue explained, a little embarrassed. He extended his slender, jade-like finger and pointed at the place where Ling Yun had landed. There was a pot of withered flowers there …

Lingyun staggered and fell to the ground, his eyes shining like stars. He was afraid that I would smash the flower!

Sister, my blood sister, in your eyes, am I not even equal to a pot of flowers?

Ling Yun was crying loudly in his heart.

"And you, a grown man, are no longer young. Why are you snatching wine from your sister-in-law?" Ling Qing Xue shook her head.

Lingyun's vision went black, and with the alcohol pouring into his head, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

Ling'er's face was also slightly red. With a flash, she disappeared without a trace.

Glancing at the unconscious Ling Yun on the ground, Qin Yinyue snorted lightly, pretending not to see him as she conversed with Xu Ying`er in a low voice.

Qin Feng smiled in schadenfreude. Brother, let's blow the wind here and wake up the bar!

It's not that I don't want to help you, it's that I don't want to help you! Hahaha!

Brother is afraid of sister-in-law, sister-in-law doesn't care about him, I still don't care! Xu Ying'er thought to herself as she looked at Ling Yun with sympathy.

Ling Zhan cleared his throat as he placed his hands behind his back and raised his head. He didn't even look at his baby son who was lying unconscious on the ground.

He forgot about his promise to his wife and walked out as if nothing had happened.

You guys can slowly make a ruckus!

It would be best if he could make a few good grandchildren for this king. I believe that Wan Qing would also be very happy.

This brat didn't put in the effort at all. Such a beautiful concubine had always been by his side, with an obedient appearance as if she'd let Jun Zedong do as he pleased. She actually let his dream of hugging his grandson end in vain.

Let the cold wind wake you up! Get me a grandson as soon as possible.

In the end, Cai'Er still looked at her mistress, who was sleeping soundly on the ground without anyone noticing. Her hair was all messed up, and she couldn't bear to do so.

Ignoring Qin Yinyue's gaze, she carried him into the room and laid him flat on the bed. She gently smoothed his messy hair, smoothed her wrinkled brow, and covered him with a blanket.

Then, with a blush, he kissed him lightly on his handsome face and ran into his room.

"Big Sister Ling'er, why are you here?" Just as he pushed open the door and entered the room, Cai'Er's eyes were wide open as she looked at Ling'Er, who was lazily lying on the soft couch.

"I saw it all!" He looked at Cai'Er with a smile that was not really a smile. A hint of jealousy and envy flashed across his eyes, "How do you feel?"

"Big Sister Ling'er, what are you talking about? Why don't I know? " Cai'Er's face turned red, she lowered her head, played with the corners of her clothes and argued.

"Is that so?" Ling'er's lips curved up in a slight smile.

"Ignore you!" Cai'Er let out a snort. Her face was red as she got into bed, not looking at Ling'Er. Her face was so red that blood seemed to be dripping out.

"Ha ha!" Ling'er gently smiled, lifted up her blanket and also slipped in. "Good Cai'Er, did you just tell me?"

"Why don't you go by yourself!" Cai'Er's face was red as she snorted.

"I'm afraid he'll be angry!"

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