The Qing Dynasty's Mingyue's Heart of a Good King

"Zi Qing, tell me the truth, what will happen if you do this?" Fu Nian looked at her sharply.

Ling Zi leaned over and paused for a long time before she said leisurely: "I don't know"

"Then you..." Fu Nian began to hesitate.

"Eldest brother, don't worry, it won't kill me," Ling Ziqing said with a relaxed face.

"Alas!" Fu Nian sighed helplessly.

Ling Ziqing walked to the table and began to arrange the yellow paper, cinnabar, and stone powder respectively, then picked up the brush and recalled the invisibility talisman pattern that she had seen in the Record of Cultivating Immortals in the past.

Fu Nian looked at her earnestly and without any distracting thoughts, Fu Hua couldn't help but feel a burst of emotion, how lucky is the ovary!

Every time Ling Ziqing draws a picture, she will inject spiritual power into it. She has consumed too much spiritual power, and she begins to feel powerless.Drops of cold sweat dripped from her chin onto the table, she took a deep breath and stopped with difficulty.

"There's only so much I can do. Too much spiritual power was consumed early this morning, so I can only do it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"It's okay! You'd better go and rest now!" Fu Nian said impatiently.

Ling Zi, who got up, leaned forward with a little trembling and couldn't stand still. Fu Nian quickly stepped forward and hugged her who was about to fall to the ground.

Smelling the indifferent fragrance of plum blossoms in his bosom made Fu Nian's body startled, Ling Ziqing withdrew from his embrace with an embarrassing expression, and leaned down to him elegantly and indifferently: "Thank you, senior brother, Ziqing will go first gone back"

"Yeah..." Fu Nian responded coldly with his hands behind his back, clenched his hands tightly behind his back into fists and then let go.

Ling Ziqing walked out of the bamboo house and looked into the sky, it turned out that it was already late at night.In the dead of night, she strolled along the corridor, which looked cool and quiet under the moonlight.

When she returned to the residence, she saw the lights in her room were on, Ling Ziqing opened the door suspiciously and went in.

Seeing Zhang Liang leaning against the window frame and facing the door quietly looking at her who pushed the door in, Ling Ziqing let out her footsteps.The dull atmosphere in the room made her heart skip a beat, and she finally closed the door and walked in tremblingly.

"Why didn't you rest?"

"Qing'er has been gone for so long, Zifang has no intention to sleep." Zhang Liang's plain words were extremely cold.

Ling Ziqing sat on the edge of the bed tiredly, her hands trembling slightly: "I'm sorry, I made you worry."

Zhang Liang walked up to her and leaned over, with his hands resting on her sides, his eyes were deep and bottomless: "Is there something unspeakable between Qing'er and senior brother?"

"Zifang is overthinking, the elder brother is just asking me for advice, and he has already played chess." Ling Ziqing's heart was pounding, for fear of being found out.

"Heh" Zhang Liang smiled lightly, with a hint of melancholy in his words: "Does Qing'er have a secret that the ovaries cannot know?"

Ling Ziqing stared at him in a daze, unlike him who was usually calm and composed.

Zhang Liang narrowed his eyes, put his chin on her shoulder and hugged her with his hands.Thinking of the scene he saw when he found a remote bamboo house just now, he said in a low, hoarse voice: "Qing'er is the wife of the ovary, and you can't be too close to other men besides the ovary. Ovary."

"Ovary" Ling Ziqing called softly: "What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Liang hugged her tightly: "Qing'er won't leave the ovary, right?"

As if aware of his uneasiness, Ling Ziqing put her arms around his waist: "I won't leave, because I can't bear it!"

Hearing this, Zhang Liang raised his head and looked at the darkness in her eyes, which still contained the indistinct ecstasy. "Qing'er"

Ling Ziqing trembled all over, the desire faintly revealed.She knew what it was, it was just...

However, Zhang Liang didn't give her time to react, he had already kissed her, his movements were gentle yet hasty.