Female Supreme: Population is in crisis, I have a fruit-bearing tree

Cuihua Court.

"Tell me, how do you want me to cooperate with you?"

Su Qinghe poured herself a cup of tea without paying any attention to Ling Feng who was sitting opposite her.

Ling Feng was not angry. He poured himself a cup and moistened his throat before speaking.

"My baby is already one month old. I need to stay in your house for another month. During this time, you must ensure the safety of me and the baby. After that, you will go with me to the headquarters of the Seven Killing Pavilion."

"I will handle the affairs of the cabinet myself and will not trouble you."

He looked straight at Su Qinghe, his eyes full of sincerity.

However, Su Qinghe didn't give him a good look.

"When will you give me the antidote? Since we want to make a sincere deal, you'd better be honest."

Ling Feng turned the teacup in his hand and looked into Su Qinghe's eyes for a long time in silence.

"If I say... I didn't poison them at all, would you believe it?"

Su Qinghe was stunned, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but then she burst into laughter.

Looking at the woman who suddenly went crazy, Ling Feng couldn't hold back a look of emotion.

In just a few days, he had already seen three different personalities in her.

When facing her husband, she was like a gentle, considerate and modest lady. When she was killing people, her temperament seemed like she was in the same line of work as them. Now, for some reason, she suddenly acted like a madman.

"I have shown all my sincerity. I just confessed it. If you don't believe me, forget it."

Looking at the woman who was still laughing, Ling Feng frowned and didn't want to say anything more.

Su Qinghe paused in her laughter and grabbed the man's slender neck.

"Uh!"

Ling Feng was startled, but he didn't expect her to do this suddenly, but he regained his composure in just a moment.

"What do you mean."

Ling Feng looked at the enlarged face of the woman in front of him with calm eyes, without any intention of resisting.

Su Qinghe narrowed his eyes, grinned to reveal a row of big white teeth, and slowly uttered two words.

"I believe!"

Ling Feng's face froze, his hands slowly clenched into fists, and there was a hint of anger burning in his eyes.

Only after seeing the man's expression that always seemed to have everything under control finally broken did Su Qinghe let go with satisfaction.

"Heh... I thought you only had this one expression. Turns out it's not facial muscle weakness!"

Su Qinghe said sarcastically, and felt something strange in her hand. She raised her hand and patted it, and a layer of powder floated down in the candlelight.

She looked up at him in surprise.

"Did you powder your neck?"

Ling Feng's face instantly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. He raised his eyes and looked at her coldly: "That's poison!"

Su Qinghe smiled noncommittally. "Who knows!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and when he looked at Su Qinghe again, he had returned to his previous indifference.

"What were you laughing at just now?"

Su Qinghe sipped her tea slowly, mumbling incoherently. "I'm happy."

"Are you happy?" Ling Feng frowned, very puzzled.

Su Qinghe put down the teacup and looked at him meaningfully, "Of course, because I found that... you are just like that."

Not cruel enough!

He could have controlled her more tightly, but he didn't. This makes him worse than those ruthless people who will do anything to achieve their goals.

He still has some humanity.

It didn't really touch her bottom line. For some reason... she suddenly didn't want to kill him...

As expected, after living a warm life for a long time, my heart gradually became closer to that of normal people. Why did I suddenly become so soft-hearted?

Su Qinghe sighed inwardly, crossed his arms across his chest, leaned back in his chair, and crossed his legs.

In this case, as long as he doesn't commit suicide in the future...

Anyway, she will be involved in this no matter what. Instead of dealing with the ambitious Qiu Shan, it is better to deal with this man.

At least after it was done, she could be considered to have gained a great power, it just required some effort, but it was not a loss.

Looking at the woman who was behaving out of character, Ling Feng's heart sank.

His intuition told him that this woman was more than just good at kung fu, and what he knew seemed to be only the tip of the iceberg.

"What exactly do you want?" Ling Feng's voice became a little colder.

As if she didn't know the man's mood, Su Qinghe nodded slowly, "Deal."

Ling Feng felt as if something was choking his throat, and a fire was burning in his heart, unable to go up or down.

He took another deep breath and drank all the tea in the cup before he felt better.

"Don't worry, we are just making a deal. When there is a new successor in the pavilion, you can divorce me at any time, and I will never bother you. As for the next Pavilion Master..."

Ling Feng paused here and looked up at the woman who had become a little unserious in less than half an hour.

"She is your offspring after all. No matter what our relationship is, this blood relationship is real. I will teach her to respect you from a young age. You can come and go freely in the Seven Killing Pavilion. I will try my best to help you with anything you want to do."

After listening quietly to the man finish his long speech, Su Qinghe slowly responded.

"Didn't you say you would give me your two younger brothers as well? What? Then I'll divorce them too? You're such a good brother!"

Ling Feng was stunned and looked at her with a frown.

"You said you didn't want it at the beginning. Everything I did just now was based on my personal opinion. Besides, my premise at the beginning was that I couldn't give birth to a girl."

Hearing a hint of anxiety in the man's tone, Su Qinghe finally sat up straight, leaned her head forward, and a playful smile played on her lips.

"Can't have a girl? How long do you mean? One or two? Two years or three years?"

Ling Feng felt a little frightened by her stare. He swallowed unconsciously and finally spoke through gritted teeth.

"Two pregnancies. If I still can't give birth to a daughter after two pregnancies, I will fulfill my promise."

Seeing that the man seemed to be forced into a corner, Su Qinghe was in a good mood and didn't want to tease him anymore.

"Alright, I really don't want to have anything to do with the men from your Seven Killing Pavilion anymore. I don't want your brother, so arrange for him to get married as soon as possible. As for you..."

Su Qinghe looked at him with a smile and leaned close to his ear.

"It doesn't matter if you can't have two babies. I can help you take care of the Seven Killing Pavilion. You just stay here and give birth to the baby... until you give birth to a daughter."

Ling Feng's heart tightened and he began to feel inexplicably afraid. After a while, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a stiff word.

"it is good!"