Our leader can't be so funny

Chapter 46

In the tent, He Lianming was still happily feeding Feng Ling, when Feng Ling suddenly burped, quickly closed his mouth before the spoon reached his mouth, and shook his head.

"Take another bite, just one bite." He Lianming coaxed.

Feng Ling rubbed her stomach, stretched herself out, and silently protested.

"Okay." He Lianming withdrew his hand in disappointment, put down the bowl, as if thinking of something, his eyes lit up, and he turned to look at Feng Ling, "Ling'er, do you want some water?"

Feng Ling shook her head.

"Then do you want to go to the latrine?" He Lianming continued to ask excitedly.

Feng Ling: "..."

At this moment, Ye Fuyi opened the curtain and walked in. Seeing He Lianming sitting in front of Feng Ling like a pug, he frowned: "What are you doing here?"

"Feed Ling'er to eat, who is like you, let Ling'er go to flatter Li Chengyu early in the morning." He Lianming despises and disdains.

Ye Fuyi gave him a cold look: "There is nothing of your business here."

He Lianming stood up and said softly to Feng Ling: "Ling'er, I'll go first, if Ye Fuyi bullies you, you must tell me."

Ye Fuyi looked at his back coldly, and suddenly said, "Wait."

Unexpectedly, Ye Fuyi would be the one to keep him, He Lianming turned to look at him in surprise.Ye Fuyi walked to the side of the bed, and took out a prescription from under the pillow: "You take this, take it on time, as long as you don't practice that cold martial arts, you don't need to suck the man's blood anymore."

He Lianming froze for a moment, then raised his hand to take the prescription, dazed.

Ye Fuyi regained his expression of chasing flies: "You can go."

Without saying a word, He Lianming turned around and left.

Ye Fuyi turned around and looked back at Feng Ling, seeing that the bowls on the table were empty, he asked warmly, "Are you full?"

Feng Ling nodded, and said worriedly: "You're still injured, is it okay to run around like this?"

"It's okay, it's just a small injury." Ye Fuyi walked over to hold his hand, and led him to the bed.

Feng Ling followed behind him obediently, and was supported by him to sit down on the bed. She held his hand from the darkness and asked, "Why did Li Chengyu seek you so early in the morning?"

"Well, he wants to recruit me." Ye Fuyi replied.

"You agreed?" Feng Ling was surprised.

"No, I know you don't like bondage."

"But he will let you back easily?" Feng Ling expressed doubts, the Ninth Prince is a petty person who refuses to suffer easily...

"I promise that he will never serve anyone in the Li family, so he is relieved."

"Compared to the strife in the rivers and lakes, the intrigues of the imperial court are actually more terrifying. If you are involved in it, it may be very difficult to get out."

"You're right. That's what I'm thinking about. I just want to spend my whole life with you peacefully. What kind of high-ranking officials, high-ranking officials, and famous names in history are just floating clouds." Ye Fuyi took him into the room. in his arms.

Feng Ling smiled slightly, and suddenly said: "I heard that Li Chengyu's mother is not his real mother."

"His biological mother is the true love of the Holy Majesty today, but it's a pity that she came from a humble background, she didn't even have the qualifications to enter the palace as a concubine, and she gave birth to the Ninth Prince without a name, and was accused by the village elders of ruining her family style." He was sentenced to death for the crime. The Ninth Prince was wandering and wandering since he was a child. Fortunately, the Holy Majesty missed his old love and asked someone to search for him, so that the father and son finally met. Since then, the Ninth Prince has been fostered under the name of the Empress. Plus, he even intends to pass the throne to him."

Feng Ling was surprised: "Does the queen have no children of her own? Will she agree easily?"

"The empress has four princes, so she naturally refuses to easily agree to let a child from outside the palace become emperor, but she dared not show it on the surface, but pretended to be very attentive to the nine princes, even the Holy Majesty was confused by her. In order for the fourth prince to ascend the throne smoothly, the empress secretly sent someone to harm the ninth prince and poison his meals, so the ninth prince you see now is quite different from the one a year ago, his body was corroded by toxins, It's just going to get worse every day."

Feng Ling was even more surprised: "Li Chengyu has been poisoned? Does he know it? Can you solve it?"

"Of course it can be solved, but the Ninth Prince rejected my kindness. He also has his reasons for doing so. Even if he is detoxified now, the queen will think of other ways to harm him. It is better to follow her wishes on the surface. , make her wish come true.”

Feng Ling sighed: "Li Chengyu is also a cruel person, he is so cruel to himself. By the way, if the poison is not resolved, will he die?"

"There will be nothing in three years."

Feng Ling nodded and murmured: "I heard that the emperor is healthy and can live for many years. It seems that Li Chengyu will make a big move in three years."

Ye Fuyi suddenly covered his mouth with his hand, and warned: "Ling'er, don't say these things in front of others except me in the future. You and I are both people from the Jianghu, and we can't get involved in Tianjia's affairs."

Feng Ling snorted: "I'm too lazy to meddle, they can do whatever they like." All he needs to do is to enjoy the plot happily, anyway, there doesn't seem to be any main line or branch line in the plot setting to fight for the throne.

"I just like Ling'er, you are so fearless." Ye Fuyi sighed.

Feng Ling said it was false, and pointed out seriously: "The person who is sloppy in his bones is actually you!"

Ye Fuyi smiled and said, "Okay, it's me, I don't obey the rules."

"You are the most unruly martial arts leader I have ever seen." Feng Ling pointed out sharply again, "Because you are actually with your life-and-death enemy."

Ye Fuyi almost melted his heart at his appearance, couldn't help but leaned over and kissed his cheek, then his eyes.

Feng Ling, who didn't expect to be "sneak attacked", was stunned for a moment, and kissed him blankly, Ye Fuyi's heart immediately turned into a spring water, wishing to wrap Feng Ling up.

After a while, Feng Ling suddenly asked: "The rain seems to have stopped, and the villagers have settled down. I guess it's time for Li Chengyu to leave for Beijing. When are we leaving?"

"You can leave whenever you want." Ye Fuyi said softly.

"Of course, the sooner the better."

"Well, tomorrow we will set off to return to the leader's mansion, and then heal your eyes."

Feng Ling was unhappy: "Why go back to the leader's mansion? I want to go back to God."

Ye Fuyi said seriously: "Because the leader's residence has medicine."

"Nonsense." Feng Ling protested, "The Divine Sect also has medicine, I want to return to the Divine Sect."

Ye Fuyi grabbed his shoulders: "Hey, you are going to marry me, so naturally you want to live with me in the leader's mansion."

Feng Ling pushed him away: "Whoever said I married you, we are both men, and I am the leader of the Demon Cult, so I should marry you."

"Okay, as long as you live in the lord's mansion with me, it doesn't matter if you marry me." Ye Fuyi compromised.

Feng Ling frowned and shook her head: "I don't live in the leader's mansion."

"Ling'er." Ye Fuyi called out a little angrily.

Feng Ling hummed: "Don't forget that you and I are equal."

"Of course, I've never underestimated you." Ye Fuyi coaxed.

"Then no one has to accommodate anyone, it's better to gamble." Feng Ling said.

"Huh?" Ye Fuyi's question was obvious.

"Aren't you looking for Yun Sujin's whereabouts? Let's compete to find out first, and the loser must listen to the winner."

Ye Fuyi thought about it seriously for a while, then nodded and said: "Okay, it's a deal, if Ling'er loses at that time, don't play tricks, let alone cry."

"Crying nose?" Feng Ling frowned, "You're the one crying! Tears and snot flying, you're so ugly!"

Ye Fuyi couldn't help laughing after being teased by him.

The next morning the sky cleared up, the carriage waited outside the valley, and after bidding farewell to Li Chengyu, Ye Fuyi took Feng Ling in his arms and walked slowly out of the valley.

He Lianming and the others were waiting beside the carriage, when they saw Feng Ling approaching, they immediately moved over.Ye Fuyi frowned, and blocked Feng Ling, who couldn't see, behind him.

He Lianming was dissatisfied: "Hey, it's blocking the road, I have something to say to Ling'er."

"It's the same here." Ye Fuyi said coldly.

"You..." He Lianming was angry.This Ye Fuyi is like a plague god, guarding Fengling every step of the way, so that he has no chance to talk to his sweetheart for a while.

"I know Ling'er chose you, but you can't deprive Ling'er of the right to make friends, right?" He Lianming complained angrily.

Feng Ling froze for a moment, raised her dull eyes and "looked" in He Lianming's direction, with a slightly stunned expression on her face.

Seeing the slight hesitation on Ye Fuyi's face, He Lianming thought that his persuasion had worked, and when he was about to say more, he suddenly saw a man dressed as a guard running out of the valley panting, holding a food box.

"Master Ye, Master Feng, stay a while." The man stopped Ye Fuyi and Feng Ling, and presented the food box with both hands, "This is a favor from His Highness, the two of you can pass the time on the road."

"It smells so good, is it a pastry again?" Ruan Xiaomu sniffed.

Ye Fuyi raised his hand to take the food box, and said to the man: "Thank you, Your Royal Highness, for Yemou and Ling'er."

"President Ye, don't worry, take your leave." The man nodded, cupped his fists, turned and ran away.

Ye Fuyi turned to look at He Lianming, He Lianming murmured: "So attentive, there must be no good intentions."

Ye Fuyi handed the food box to the coachman, turned around and took Feng Ling into the car, and turned to He Lianming, "Master Helian, we are not going the same way, so let's go."

After finishing speaking, he lifted the curtain, helped Feng Ling and sat in.

"Hey, you—" He Lianming pointed at him, but didn't say a word.

After a while, the curtain of the car window was lifted suddenly, revealing Feng Ling's face, he tilted his head slightly, and said to He Lianming: "Master Helian, we will meet later."

"There will be... some time later." He Lianming was stunned, the coachman raised his whip, the horse neighed, its hooves flew like flying, and the carriage galloped away, leaving only He Lianming standing there blankly, passing by. It took a while to react, feeling lost.