The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

After Su Xuxu left, Rong Ling couldn't help but sighed in a low voice.

Obviously, he should justly reject her request, but why did he lose his mind?

She closed her eyes and fell asleep, feeling a little annoyed.

The death of Emperor Wen of Zhou was a foregone conclusion, and Rong Ling had to find another way.

Maybe...it's not bad to keep the current state?

The thought that popped up in her mind made Rong Lingwu blush, and then she began to think about the feasibility again.

In the end, I just want to get Bai Yelian as soon as possible. Since Feng Xihui, who has lost his memory, is greedy for her body, wouldn't it be more convenient to follow Su Xuxu's wishes?

It's just... Thinking of Su Xuxu's reluctance and stickiness on the bed, Rong Ling felt a headache again.

I can let go of my shame, but my waist just can't bear it.

Rong Ling felt that if this continued, he might be hollowed out by Su Xuxu before he got the Baiyelian.

The more she thought about it, the more she leaned against the wall of the hot spring pool and slid down unknowingly. Unintentionally, she wanted to cover her steaming face with the water in the bath.

Rong Ling held his breath, the warm pool water along his chin, lips... enveloping her bit by bit.

"Niang Niang..." Bai Ling's voice suddenly came from above his head, a little blurred through the water.

Rong Ling's soul returned to his seat suddenly, and his head popped out of the water: "What's the matter?"

Unexpectedly, my mother was forced by Concubine Su to commit suicide in the water. Bai Ling's eyes turned red, and she was afraid that the empress would be even more embarrassed if she said it directly. Call someone for breakfast?"

Between eating and sleeping, Rong Ling chose the former.

Her mind is in a mess now, she has no mind to do other things at all, she might as well have a good rest before making other plans.

Sure enough, after waking up, he felt much refreshed, and his appetite also improved, so Rong Ling ordered Bai Ling to pass on the meal.

Bai Ling felt sorry for his master, and couldn't help him with other things, so it was no problem to watch the back kitchen every day to make all kinds of exquisite and delicious dishes.

Spring is the best time to drink old duck bamboo shoot soup. The fat duck is served with ham and winter bamboo shoots and simmered for half a day, which tastes very good.

After Rong Ling drank two bowls, he suddenly asked, "Can the people in the kitchen know how to make soothing soup?"

"That's natural..." Bai Ling hurriedly agreed, "If the empress wants to drink, the servant will order it."

"Hmm..." Rong Ling nodded in agreement.

It's just that Rong Ling didn't bother to explain, she didn't drink this soup, but it was specially prepared for Su Xuxu.

Maybe after she drank the calming soup, she could sleep peacefully at night without having to pester herself.

Therefore, when Su Xuxu returned to Weiyang Palace that night, what greeted her was a dark soothing soup.

The ceramic pot full of soup is still warm on the small stove, full of steam, and the sleeping hall, which was filled with fragrance in the past, is now filled with the slightly bitter smell of herbs.

Su Xuxu handed over her fox fur to the servants, and looked at Rong Ling who was lying on the bed lazily playing with Jiulianhuan: "What's the meaning of this, Ah Ling?"

Only then did Rong Ling get up, and put her long hair on her shoulders: "You've been busy with business recently, didn't you complain of a headache in the morning, and you just drank this soothing soup, so you're going to sleep."

She spoke in a serious manner, and she didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

A warm feeling appeared in Su Xuxu's eyes, but he didn't pick up the soup on the table, but walked directly towards Rong Ling, tucked up a strand of her long hair with his fingers, and bent down——

Rong Ling retreated subconsciously, but it was too late, Su Xuxu's light kiss fell on her forehead, and said in a low voice: "A Ling is really considerate."

"Hmm..." Rong Ling replied absent-mindedly, and urged, "Hurry up and drink, or it will be cold in a while."

She didn't know that her little thoughts were seen by others. Su Xuxu just thought that her appearance was so cute. She couldn't help pinching Rong Ling's cheek, and when she was about to get angry, she slapped her own hand. Before falling, take the initiative to get up and leave.

No matter how delicately the servants made it, the Anshen Tang tasted unpalatable. If it wasn't for Rong Ling watching eagerly, Su Xuxu really didn't want to touch a drop.

Rong Ling was relieved to see her drink the whole bowl of soothing soup.

She was so sleepy, if she hadn't waited for Su Xuxu to come back to drink soup, she would have fallen asleep a long time ago.

With nothing to do right now, Rong Ling yawned and got into bed.

After a while, Su Xuxu got into bed after washing up.

As soon as a corner of the brocade quilt was lifted, the air-conditioning invaded. Rong Ling, who was in a drowsy sleep, shivered all over, and then the blanket beside him sank, and a body was pressed against his back.

Rong Ling's hand that was originally on his chest was held by another hand that was still cold.

She didn't need to open her eyes, she also knew that there would be no one else besides Su Xuxu.

Rong Ling was too lazy to move and let Su Xuxu play with his fingers.

Different from Su Xuxu's slender fingers with well-defined joints, Rong Ling's fingers are soft and tender, making people fondle admiringly.

The flesh in the palm was also like a kitten's pad, Su Xuxu couldn't help pinching it.

Rong Ling didn't even open her eyes, but waved her hand away impatiently.

Unexpectedly, Su Xuxu was not discouraged. Not only did she wrap Rong Ling's catkin again, but she also possessed her body and lightly bit her earlobe.

"You—" Rong Ling was so sleepy that tears were about to come out, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Are you annoying?"

"A Ling sleeps with you." Su Xuxu replied calmly, "Why should you care about me?"

It was only then that Rong Ling realized that she seemed to be annoyed at her ignoring her.

Seeing that Su Xuxu's other hand tended to move down from the neck, Rong Ling secretly thought that something was wrong, and turned around to face Su Xuxu face to face: "It's not the headache you said, why is it when it's time to sleep? Restless?"

Her eyes were foggy, and under the light of the gilded lamp by the bedside, she looked even more aggrieved and pitiful.

At this time, Rong Ling was sleepy, like a bird just hatched, without any defense or hostility towards the world in front of him, and even the sound he made was soft and waxy.

No matter how much Su Xuxu had other thoughts at the moment, she was defeated by her rare immaturity.

Her originally hard heart felt like it was gently pecked by the still soft beak of this little bird, itchy and crispy.

Originally, Su Xuxu didn't intend to let Rong Ling sleep peacefully at all, but now she began to self-criticize: "Okay, it's my fault, Ah Ling just wants to sleep well."

Rong Ling was dubious, but still looked at her with his eyes open.

Su Xuxu raised his hand to caress Rong Ling's long hair: "Could it be that in Ah Ling's heart, I am that untrustworthy person?"

With her gentle movements, Rong Ling finally relaxed, gradually closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Only Yu Su Xuxu still didn't close her eyes for a long time, looking at her peaceful sleeping face with a pair of pitch-black eyes, she didn't know what she was thinking.

When Rong Ling woke up the next day, there was no one beside the pillow.

According to Bai Ling, Su Xuxu left half an hour ago.

It seems that the effect of calming soup is really good, Rong Ling ordered Bailing to arrange it every day.

The days passed day by day, and before you knew it, it was almost March, and Su Xuxu was gradually not as busy as before, and sometimes she would be able to return to Weiyang Palace at noon, and have lunch with Rong Ling.

Later, Su Xuxu simply brought many documents back to Weiyang Palace for processing.

Rong Ling was faintly uncomfortable with her being so intimately close, but thinking that this would be good for giving birth to Bai Yelian as soon as possible, he didn't say anything.

Besides, it's useless even if you say it yourself.

These days, Rong Ling has vaguely figured out Su Xuxu's temper, and if he followed her, she would be in a much better mood.

Even the lily lily petal in her consciousness will spread its wings accordingly.

When Su Xuxu commented on the memorial, he never shy away from Rong Ling.

Occasionally, she would ask Rong Ling to grind ink for her at the desk.

At first Rong Ling was unwilling, but when she was tortured to the point of unconsciousness at night, Su Xuxu would suddenly speak, half coaxing and half deceiving herself to agree.

With the first time, there will be the second time, and the third time...

After being recruited at the beginning, Rong Ling was still a little annoyed, but later he simply gave up on himself and simply followed her, and even agreed to more exaggerated demands...

Grinding the pine ink in his hand, Rong Ling, who was sitting at the desk, felt distracted, and his cheeks became a little more blush.

Just at this time, a notification sounded outside the door: "Your Majesty, Mr. Zhang is asking to see you."

Su Xuxu changed his tenderness when getting along with Rong Ling, and said in a deep voice, "Let him in..."

The door was pushed open, and the man in a navy blue official robe knelt down in front of the desk.

The two talked about the recent flood in the north and discussed how to solve it.

It wasn't until about a stick of incense at the end that the two discussed the most appropriate way.

The official was a new member of the Ministry of Industry. It was the first time he met Concubine Su Gui. He was full of curiosity. When he finally left, he couldn't help but look up.

When he looked at it, he caught a glimpse of a woman wearing a peach-pink satin skirt and rubbing ink with downcast eyes beside the desk.

Zhang Huan had never seen such a beautiful face before, and he was stunned, reluctant to look away.

At this moment, Concubine Su Gui on the opposite side suddenly said, "What are you looking at?"

She was no longer as stable and dignified as before, and her voice was cold and cold.

Zhang Huan couldn't help trembling all over his body, realizing that he had probably done something wrong, he quickly fell to his knees and prostrated himself on the ground: "My lord, forgive me, I just saw that this girl is beautiful..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Xuxu had already put down his pen: "Come here..."

Two Habayashi guards with swords on their waists appeared at the door of the study in an instant: "I don't know what's the matter with your mother?"

"Master Zhang's eyes like to look around, but I don't like it very much." Su Xuxu said without changing his expression, "Pull his eyes out for me."

This time, not only Zhang Huan, but even Rong Ling was so shocked that he couldn't hold the ink stick in his hand.

"My lord, please forgive my life." Zhang Huan knew that he had caused trouble, so he kowtowed in a hurry to apologize, but it was too late, and the two guards behind him had already grabbed his shoulders.

"Ah—" After a scream, his eyes were covered with blood.

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