Fast Transmigration: Non-Toxic and No Heroine

Chapter 28

Leng Rufeng died a tragic death indeed.

In the original plot, he fell in love with the prime minister's daughter Liu Xiang, but Xia Houshen fell in love with Liu Xiang, and an imperial decree was sent to the prime minister's mansion, Liu Xiang could only enter the palace as a concubine.

Leng Rufeng was dazzled by love, disregarding the dissuasion of his sister and the queen, tried several times to elope with Liu Xiang but failed, after Liu Xiang entered the palace, he entered the palace in the middle of the night intending to take his lover away, and was finally killed by random arrows as an assassin die.

Little did he know that Liu Xiang did not love him at all. Instead, he was full of expectations for becoming the emperor's concubine. After entering the palace, he always tried his best to compete for his favor.

Leng Yanqing, firstly for her younger brother Leng Rufeng, and secondly for her husband Xia Houshen, she directed and acted in a play, which caused Liu Xiang to die for framing the queen.

Leng Rufeng in his thoughts had already brought Li Jing into the Yingyue Tower, and someone led them to the private room.

Li Jing stopped in her tracks: "I'll be fine in the lobby."

Leng Rufeng also immediately echoed: "I'm with you."

She neither allowed nor refused, and the two of them sat together by the window on the second floor.

The storyteller is telling passionately and indignantly on the downstairs platform that the current emperor Xia Houshen once fought with blood on the battlefield to unify the country.

Listening to him praising Xia Houshen as being as mysterious as a god, Li Jing's lips curved into a sarcastic smile.

No matter how well he speaks or how powerfully he praises, he cannot hide the fact that he is violent.

Even now, Xia Houshen doesn't take his people seriously.To him, the so-called common people are nothing but ants. He used to enjoy the bloody battles on the battlefield, but now he enjoys the throne of being the only one who reigns supreme.

Don't you see that You Qingliu pointed out that when he acted tyrannically, he was massacred by the entire family, leaving no bones left.

Of course Leng Rufeng also heard it, and when he caught sight of Li Jing's mocking smile, he thought it was the truth, and lowered his voice: "I heard that you are going to enter the palace as a concubine, but you are actually unwilling, right? ?”

Otherwise, why did he laugh so sarcasticly when he heard the name of the emperor's brother-in-law?
She did not answer his words, but continued to listen to the storyteller praising the great achievements of the emperor.

He didn't take it seriously when he didn't hear her reply. He glanced at her pitifully, then ordered some signature dishes and a few jugs of fine wine, which he called a drink to relieve his worries.

Looking at the mellow wine exuding from the exquisite cup, Li Jing's eyes fluctuated a little.

To be honest, she never drank alcohol.

No matter which life she had, she had no friends with whom she could drink, and she didn't want to drink alone, so after all this time, she never touched alcohol.

Seeing that she was a little moved, she smiled warmly as cold as the wind, and stretched out her hand with a cup: "Come, let's celebrate our reunion."

Li Jing raised her glass to touch him, and smiled slightly: "Celebrate."

Her smile seemed to be only a flash in the pan, and then she returned to her calm and watery appearance, but he was still dumbfounded.

Perhaps because she was a woman, the wine he ordered was very mild, and she did not choke on her first drink.

He drank the wine in a daze, and poured it on her like a dog: "Hehe, this is the most memorable wine in Yingyue Tower—Nuanyang."

Warm sun?

Reminiscing about the mild and mellow feeling in her throat, she drank another cup: "It's really good."

Seeing her unfinished look, he filled her mouth again, smiling and acting as a wine pourer at the side.

The noisy voices in the lobby seemed to be blurred, and Li Jing felt that her vision became blurred and her head felt a little heavy.

She shook the hand holding the wine glass, spilled a little wine, and said in a low voice, "Why do I feel a little dizzy..."

Cold as the wind screams badly, although the Nuanyang wine is very mild, but it has great stamina, he poured her so many cups recklessly, but she drank them all in one gulp.

"Qingqing, Qingqing, are you okay?"

"Don't call her so intimate, we are not familiar with each other." It seemed that she had completely changed after being drunk, her cheeks were red and her eyes were as charming as silk.

He couldn't help but swallowed his saliva. If she sent her home at this time, would she be beaten to death by people from the Li family?If she takes her back to her own home or gets a guest room, then her reputation...

Looking at her misty eyes, he clenched his fists and decided to open a room to take her to rest first, and to propose marriage to Li's mansion after she wakes up!

He is in charge!
Just when he was about to step forward to help her up, a figure jumped in from the window and hugged her into his arms before he could react.

"Hey, who are you? In broad daylight you..."

Under the cold gaze of that person, Leng Rufeng swallowed the rest of his words unconsciously.

He wore an arrogant golden mask and was wrapped in a light blue robe, revealing only a pair of cold and bloodthirsty eyes, and the chilling aura around him made one's heart chill.

Li Jing didn't make a fuss when she got into his arms, her black and white eyes were stained with a layer of mist, and she stared at him blankly.

He just jumped out of the window with her in his arms and walked away.

At this time, almost all eyes in the lobby were looking at Leng Rufeng, and even the storyteller stopped his eloquent speech.

Listening to the whispers around, Leng Rufeng's handsome face was filled with anger:
"Shut up for me!"

Not knowing who the mysterious man with the mask was, he left Yingyue Tower in a panic and headed for Li's Mansion.

"That seems to be Miss Li Qingqing, the daughter of the Minister of Rites?"

"I don't know what the masked man intends to kidnap Miss Li."

"This time Leng Shizi..."

Not to mention the chaos in Yingyue Building, the masked man carried Li Jing and jumped all the way to a remote place, and finally entered a courtyard in the east of the city.

He kicked open the door and put her on the bed.

Only then did she make a sound, looking at him with bright eyes: "Did we meet somewhere?"

There was a familiar smell about him.

The dumpling was spinning around in a hurry in the air at this moment, and its host ignored the several times it spoke, and it couldn't help but hate Leng Rufeng, the culprit who made her drunk.

The masked man saw her stubborn eyes that wanted to get the answer, a smile flashed through his cold eyes, and his voice was low and hoarse: "I have indeed seen it."

Her head was getting heavier and heavier, and she tried to open her eyes wide to see his face, but she only saw a piece of golden light, and she couldn't help feeling a little discouraged: "I can't see you clearly..."

"So you look like this when you're drunk."

"..."

She had already fallen asleep, he lowered his body to take off her shoes and socks, covered her with a thin quilt, and then turned and left.

The dumpling floated on her body dejectedly, persistently calling her name, but she slept soundly, it shrank into a corner aggrieved, staring resentfully at her sleeping face that was sleeping soundly.

At the same time, Li Qizheng received a letter from Prince An's Mansion.

Shuhe and Li Qizheng read the letter together and burned it silently.

"Qingqing is in my house, don't worry."

Just after burning the letter, the porter came to report the news that the mighty Marquis Marquis was out seeking an audience.

Li Qizheng and Shuhe looked at each other, then nodded: "Please go to the main hall."

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)