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The wedding was going to be held in three days. No one knew that the Ninth Miss was seeking death and refused to marry Yun Shu. This almost led to her death.

How could he not know that Yun Shu was going to replace him?

Ling Qing was also worried. Seeing that tomorrow was the day of their wedding, she tried many times to test Little Zhao and wanted to tell her the truth. However, the results of her test made it impossible for her to tell the truth.

As for Bi Li, he was a hard line for bandits. It didn't matter if he was Tianqing or Yunshu as long as he could get into the bridal room tomorrow.

How would Little Zhao know who was married to her?

As long as the raw rice was cooked, it would suffice. Women were originally going to marry, so what was there to be unwilling?

Therefore, a person from the Manor was preparing for their wedding, hiding it from Little Zhao.

As a third rank official, he still had three chances to meet the king every year. To the rough martial artists, that was an incredible thing. He had to prepare for the marriage and not marry hastily.

Big brother, you didn't know that there used to be a person called Jia Baoyu. Sigh, to put it this way, there used to be a love triangle between Jia Baoyu and Sister Lin, and there was also a elder sister who liked Jia Baoyu, but these three people kept pestering her until one of them came up with a deadly idea, just like what Uncle Bi had suggested … "Then the cup is ready …

Ling Qing was in the flower pavilion, circling Ling Zui. Little Zhao was going to look for her later to play, and Little Zhao had a very chaste personality. She was really afraid that Little Zhao would die tomorrow just like Sister Lin, spitting out blood and losing his bag.

No, that's not right. Something had gone awry. Like brother Baoyu, he had gone out of business.

It would be worse than that.

Because Little Zhao looked especially infatuated, he treated her like his mother.

Moreover, the women of ancient times were rigid and different from the people of modern times.

When the white-haired female elves, who were half the sky's height in modern times, saw a handsome young man who had become a mayor at such a young age, they would definitely kick him and pounce on him while crying …

Ling Xi looked at Ling Tianqing, who was covered in black lines. He tapped the book in his hand towards her head, "Who is Baoyu? What is your relationship with him?"

Ling Qing immediately jumped away from the knock and stared at Ling Zui. A moment later, the corners of his mouth twitched, but he held back his laughter. A person without any sense of culture was truly terrifying. A fool like Tyrant …

"Little Qing!" Ling Jingjing's face darkened. Looking at how she was trying to hold back her laughter, he wondered where he had gotten the question wrong.

"No …." Nothing to do with... I... "Haha …" Ling Tian Qing couldn't help but laugh out loud.

It had been many days since she had laughed so wantonly in front of Ling Jinshi.

Seeing that she had recovered her bright smile, Ling Lingcun frowned slightly. Stretching out his arm, he scooped her up in front of him and pressed his hand against her lips.

Ling Qing was grabbed by him and held back his laughter as he smiled. However, the corners of his mouth still curled up.

"Who is Baoyu?" Ling Xuejian knew that he had misunderstood her again, but seeing her smiling so happily, his mood soared along with it.

"Precious jade... The jade is from the book... It has nothing to do with me, it doesn't know me, we don't have any kicks, really! " Ling Tian Qing tried his best to keep his smile off his face as he answered seriously.

She was being held by Ling Chen in his arms, and did not dare to move recklessly.

For the past few nights they had shared a room each, and for the past few nights she had often discussed matters of state with her "second brother," so no one had tormented her, so she had been so happy that she had lost her composure in front of Tyrant.

As for Ling Jingjing, her eyebrows gently knitted together. Looking at the face that was trying her best to hold back a smile, she suddenly let out a soft sigh.

In the past few days, the little queen had been spending all day with her peers and had recovered some of her strength. She wasn't like how she had been when she was at Jingzhou Manor, where she had been as respectful as a stranger.

Such a smile was truly wonderful. It was brilliant, beautiful, and beautiful like a wild flower that was full of vigor and vitality under the sun.

He did not know that Ling Tianqing had always been restraining her fear to approach and please him, attempting to make him fall in love with her.

As compared to Little Zhao, who watched the two frolicking in the pavilion from afar, she had a feeling that this pair of brothers were a little strange, perhaps due to the sensitivity of their daughter's home.

As a young lady who loved and hated martial arts more than her family, Little Zhao was more sensitive than ordinary girls.

It seemed that it was very rare for such a 'fraternal' scene to appear between brothers.

Looking at the elegant young master being pressed on the legs of the handsome young master that exuded a noble aura, he felt even more uncomfortable than Little Zhao. Such an intimate action between the two men … It was really hard to understand.

However, perhaps she was born into a gang that fought and killed in the martial arts world, so she didn't know much about the kinship of the big families in the capital.

"..." "It's best that you don't know about that book. Otherwise, you want to kill me again …" Ling Qing struggled for a while on Ling Zui Mei's leg. She did not want to talk to Tyrant about anti-feudal matters at this time, otherwise, Tyrant would bully her in a fit of rage.

"Alright, then I'll torture you tonight." Ling Jin had long since heard someone coming over. When he was more than ten metres away from Little Zhao, he unwillingly let go of Ling Tianqing and whispered into her ear.

"Don't... Can't I? Actually, it's just a love triangle, ah... Or perhaps it could be said that there were too many beauties in the world. The most outstanding ones were the two beauties, Baojie and Sister Lin. They each had their own unique characteristics, and Brother Baojie liked that … "Little Zhao!"

Ling Tian Qing then hurriedly got up from Ling Ji's lap. As he was speaking, he accidentally saw Little Zhao walking towards them. He immediately abandoned Tyrant and went up to him affectionately.

Ling Zui was sitting on the pavilion, coldly looking at the two people beside it.

That little girl didn't know if there were any differences between males and females. She forgot that she was dressed like a man and reached out to grab his hand. That kind of intimacy … It was no wonder that the Ninth Miss was moved.

They were both young people, and the little girl had a stomach full of strange things, so it was easy for her to make the girl happy.

From the look in Bi Zhao's eyes, it could be seen that she was extremely fond of the little queen.

"Ninth Miss." Sitting on the stone chair in the flower pavilion, Ling Jingran suddenly opened his mouth.

Compared to Little Zhao, Little Zhao was only blessed. He didn't look at Ling Zui directly and didn't know if it was because he was seated high up, or because of some other reason, but Little Zhao always felt a heavy sense of oppression.

When they watched the young master and Ling Tian Qing play from a distance, they felt that he was extraordinarily handsome and his aura was oppressing.

Later on, the closer they got, the more uncomfortable the aura became. It was a bit like … The feeling that people in the martial arts world had when they met top experts.

Even though the strongest experts could hide their auras completely, that special feeling still made people feel fear.

"Ninth Miss is getting married tomorrow, why are you still walking around so intimately with my little brother? Aren't you afraid that people will gossip about you?" Ling Jin asked as he smiled faintly.

When Ling Tian heard this, he could not care about his status and glared at Ling Zui. She was still thinking about what to say. If this tyrant was going to speak the truth, then this girl would definitely be heartbroken.

"What do you mean?" He was smarter than Little Zhao, and when he heard these words, his expression immediately changed. He no longer cared about modesty as he looked towards Ling Gao.

However, when she saw his sharp eyes, she subconsciously avoided them. She was secretly shocked in her heart. She had never seen such a sharp gaze before.

"Little Zhao, let's go over there …" Ling Tian Qing quickly pulled her to one side, trying to explain.

"My third brother is young and ignorant, and does not understand the feelings of a girl. The husband of the ninth lady tomorrow is my second brother, Yun Shu." Ling Lingzhi did not like any kind words. There were some things that were better explained simply. "Young man Yunshu is handsome. Compared to your third brother, he's mature and steady. Ninth Miss has been blessed."

Bi Zhao's face paled as he turned to look at Ling Tian Qing beside him. "What he said …" Is that true? "

Ling Tian Qing lowered her head, wishing that she could send Tyrant flying with a kick. After a while, she nodded lightly, "Little Zhao, I am …"

"You lied to me!" Bi Zhao interrupted her with a low voice. Suddenly, he threw the handkerchief in his hand towards Ling Tian Qing. He took a step back and looked at Ling Tian Qing, "You're all lying to me …"

"Little Zhao, it's because I'm afraid you'll be sad that I didn't know …"

Ling Qing wanted to explain, but at some point, she suddenly stood up and grabbed the handkerchief as she calmly said, "Xiaoqing likes to play, and doesn't know how to show favors. I hope that Ninth Miss can forgive me."

"You don't need to say anything." Ling Tian Qing stretched out his hand to grab Tyrant's arm, wanting to explain more about it to Little Zhao, but was blocked by Ling Xiang.

"Yes, there's no need to say anymore …" A look of heartbreak appeared in Bi Little Zhao's eyes as he turned around and ran outside, covering his face.

"Little Zhao, my second brother is really good. Only my second brother is worthy of such a talented person like you …" "Little Zhao …" Ling Qing wanted to give chase, but was held back by Ling Zui and could only cry out.

Looking at the disappearing figure of Little Zhao, Ling Tian Qing looked nervous and lost. She was really afraid that Little Zhao would commit suicide …

Just as this thought flashed across Ling Tian Qing's mind, a voice suddenly called out from outside, "Young Mistress."

"Someone help! Miss has jumped into the lake!"

Immediately, chaos ensued.

Ling Tian Qing tried his best to break free of Ling Xi's grip, but he was holding her tightly. She could not help but turn around and hit him with her hand, "Let go of me!"

"It will be fine. I just jumped into the lotus pond and was already fished out. At most, I'll be able to bear some cold." Ling Lingcun's hearing was extremely sharp. He was able to expand the entire scene from the minute movements.

For example, the maid wasn't on guard against the sound of Little Zhao jumping into the lotus pond, or the sound of him jumping into the water.

"Then why are you still fine? Let me go! "

Ling Tian Qing was anxious, perspiration trickling down his back, he pushed Ling Zhi Chen away and said with a tinge of tears in his voice due to his nervousness, "It's all your fault. Who told you to be so blunt, how can a girl take this? "Who asked you to …"

"Since your ultimate goal is to let her know this result, why do you beat around the bush?" Ling Xueran asked as he grabbed her hand, which was beating on his chest.

He had always solved problems in the most direct and labor-saving way.

Except, of course, for some things.