Our leader can't be so funny

Chapter 95

Ye Fuyi held his hand and whispered in his ear: "Don't worry, you see, although Long Qingyue was very fierce towards Helian on the surface, when he hugged Helian, he put his hand on his waist Yes, the strength is not too much, just enough to protect people, but can't let him break free, which proves that he attaches great importance to Helian. The corners of Lian's mouth will rise slightly, and it can be seen that he likes Helian very much. You and I know Helian well. If someone bullies him, he will kill him even if he dies, but when he gets along with Long Qingyue But very harmonious."

Feng Ling raised her head, it turned out that Ye Fuyi had already seen through all this after not speaking for so long.

Yan You bit her lip and looked at He Lianming, said: "Don't worry, owner, Yan You will take good care of Wuzhuang and wait for you to come back."

After hearing what they said, Long Qingyue turned around and rode away with He Lianming in his arms.When passing by Li Zhi's side, I suddenly heard Li Zhi sigh softly: "One is the leader of the martial arts, and the other is the leader of the Demon Sect. I am really unwilling to let them go like this."

He Lianming's heart tightened, and he secretly grabbed Long Qingyue's hand. Long Qingyue was very satisfied with his "initiative", smiled happily, and turned to Li Zhi and said, "My lord, the two of them have already made arrangements with the Ninth Prince. If you make an agreement and don't get involved in the Tian family's struggle, it may not be of much use for you to keep the two of them. Besides, Ye Fuyi is known as the number one in the world, and Feng Ling is his favorite. It's burning jade and stone together."

"It's a pity." Li Zhi sighed softly, "I have heard something about the Ninth Prince. This man is deeply scheming, hypocritical and ruthless. If the Li family falls into his hands, sooner or later he will be defeated."

Long Qingyue chuckled lightly: "My lord, haven't you been looking forward to that day for a long time?"

"Forget it, I'm old, and I don't want to get involved in those things anymore. Now I only hope to see Heng'er again in my lifetime..."

Heng'er is the lover of Li Zhi, King of Yan, who died tragically. It's a pity that the resurrection of the soul is illusory, and in the end it just adds to the sadness.

After the army withdrew, Feng Ling stayed for a while, then suddenly said: "Actually, King Yan is also an idiot, Heng'er, whom he never forgets, is probably a very good person."

"I don't know if he's good or not. I just know that in King Yan's heart, he is the best in the world, just like Linger is the best in my heart." Ye Fuyi whispered.

"Yan You is here, don't talk nonsense." Feng Ling reprimanded in a low voice, looked back at Yan You, and comforted: "Don't be sad, since Helian said that, it means he already has a plan in mind."

Yan You nodded: "I understand, I will listen to the owner, let's go back to the Central Plains."

On the way back, Ye Fuyi and Feng Ling talked about the wedding, Feng Ling held his head and said, "There's no need to make it up, you and I are big men, so don't worry about it."

"Okay." Ye Fuyi said.

***

The ice and snow melted, and the earth returned to spring. A few days after returning to the Wulin League, the trees in the yard actually sprouted new shoots.

Another half month passed, and the peach trees in the yard bloomed one after another, and the rivers and lakes were peaceful and peaceful.

On this day, the leader of the martial arts alliance suddenly received a greeting card from Yunjiabao, signed by Yun Sujin and Su Yin.

Feng Ling was eating peanut candy, and couldn't help asking, "When are they coming?"

"In about two days, I heard that Miss Yun is two months pregnant." Ye Fuyi put down the post.

"Really? They got married so soon?"

"They were married long before you and me, Ling'er, if you were a woman, you should have my little baby in your stomach by now."

Feng Ling snorted, put down the peanut candy, and turned to peeling melon seeds: "Who made you like men, you deserve it!"

Ye Fuyi remained silent.

Feng Ling panicked: "Hey, you really don't care about these things..."

Ye Fuyi glanced at him with a solemn expression: "I don't care about these things, it's just you, Linger..."

Feng Ling snorted: "I don't care about these, but..." Feng Ling pressed her stomach, "If I can give birth to your child, will you feel very happy?"

"What nonsense?" Ye Fuyi chuckled, put down his work, got up and pulled Fengling, "The weather is nice today, let's go out for a walk with me."

Feng Ling followed behind him, a little worried.This is a childbirth article. After finishing the story of Hehuan, it's time to steam the buns.

However, the original text didn't mention how the leader conceived the child, she just conceived while she was doing it, how many days had passed since she and Ye Fuyi consummated their marriage, and there was no movement.

Could it be that the posture of the round room is wrong!

Feng Ling raised her head and stared at the back of Ye Fuyi's head, worried, or... Can President Ye not do it?

Ye Fuyi suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, and when he turned around to see Feng Ling's strange expression, he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Feng Ling shook her head absently.

Two days later, Yun Sujin and Su Yin arrived at the Martial Arts League. Feng Ling had heard the news that Yun Sujin was pregnant. As soon as she arrived, she immediately fixed her eyes on her stomach, thinking, there is a little baby that is being conceived there. Life is the crystallization of her love with Su Yin.However, Yun Sujin was only two months pregnant, and there was no obvious change in her stomach.

Su Yin seemed very excited, and kept pulling Ye Fuyi to talk.

While drinking tea, Feng Ling looked at Yun Sujin. Yun Sujin was originally very beautiful. After she became pregnant, all the sharpness of her body was restrained, and there was a bit of gentleness between her eyebrows and eyes, which was actually a little more beautiful than before. Indescribable taste.

Su Yin brought Yun Sujin out firstly to visit Ye Fuyi, secondly because he was afraid that she would be bored at home and feel bad, so he took her out for a walk.Ye Fuyi ordered someone to arrange a guest room for them, and when they returned to the room after dinner, seeing Feng Ling sitting on the bed sullenly, Ye Fuyi couldn't help chuckling: "Why are you unhappy again?"

Feng Ling shook her head.

Ye Fuyi drank some wine, smelled of alcohol, took off his clothes, stepped forward to hug Feng Ling, raised his chin, and said softly, "Do you not like Su Yin?"

Feng Ling shook her head: "I'm not that unreasonable."

"Then why are you unhappy?"

"Can men and men have children?"

Ye Fuyi was startled: "Ling'er wants a baby?"

"After we have more babies, it might be more lively." Feng Ling murmured absently.For the first time in his life, he felt confused, why did he want to frantically brush the plot?How did he learn about these plots?If these are just plots, then what about Ye Fuyi, is his existence real or not...

Feng Ling suddenly felt scared.He seems to have been ignoring one thing, what should he do after finishing the plot?

leave?

Where to go?

Since he knows all the plots, it means that he is actually different from everyone in the book.

"Ling'er, why don't you speak again?" Ye Fuyi leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth.

"What would you do if you found out that you are just a fictional existence?" Feng Ling asked suddenly.

Ye Fuyi was stunned: "Why do you have such a strange idea?"

"It's okay." Feng Ling suddenly rolled her eyes away.

Su Yin and Yun Sujin stayed at the Wulin League for five days and then left. Feng Ling didn't bother about giving birth to the bun anymore, and everything returned to calm.

In a blink of an eye, the peach blossoms all over the courtyard withered again, the trees began to bear green fruits, and the weather was more rainy than usual.

It happened to rain again in a hurry this day, Feng Ling didn't bring an umbrella when she went out, so she had to rush to the eaves with the crowd, looked up at the fine raindrops all over the sky, guessing that the rain might take some time .

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer people around, Feng Ling stood under the eaves but did not move.A few days ago, Ye Fuyi brought up the matter of San Gong again, but the Phoenix Blood was not found, so now this is the only way left.

Feng Ling felt a little reluctant, and he accidentally learned something from the right protector - he had to practice the Heavenly Demon Divine Art as a virgin, otherwise it would be difficult to achieve anything in his life.

At that time, Feng Ling's heart suddenly jumped. Perhaps the reason why he has not practiced the magic skills is because he has already died?He felt even more uneasy in his heart. He didn't remember that he had ever had sex with others.

He once lost a memory, and to be honest, he didn't care about this memory, maybe it was just as the right protector said, this memory was irrelevant, but recently he became more and more disturbed.He remembered a dream he often had, in which he was always trying to seduce a man in white, but he still couldn't see the man's appearance clearly.

Who is it?

He wanted to know who that person was, but he didn't dare to find out.He was afraid that he would fail Ye Fuyi, and he was even more afraid that he would fail the man in white in his dream.

While he was at a loss, he suddenly heard a voice behind him: "You didn't bring an umbrella, why don't I give you a ride."

Feng Ling turned her head and saw a white-clothed boy standing in the rain. The boy was holding a plain umbrella in his hand. His whole body was very thin, and his right hand was drooping slightly, as if he had no strength.The few strands of hair on his forehead were wet, but his thin face was not delicate and charming.

Seeing that Feng Ling didn't respond, he asked again: "Where are you going?"

"Wulin League." Feng Ling sized him up for a while, then said suddenly.

The young man smiled softly: "It just so happens that I'm also going to the Wulin League to find an old friend, and you and I happened to be on the way."

Curiosity suddenly surged in Feng Ling's heart, so she walked under his umbrella and asked, "Old friend? I wonder if your old friend is..."

"Martial arts leader Ye Fuyi, speaking of it, I haven't seen him for four years."

Feng Ling was startled, and suddenly turned to look at him.

The young man smiled at him: "Hello, my name is Ye Shaoqin, and I am Ye Fuyi's fellow apprentice."

Some fragments suddenly flashed in Feng Ling's mind. Under the moonlight, countless stones were thrown towards him, accompanied by the children's angry voices - you murderer!

Ye Fuyi told him that he was not the murderer, but his junior brother.