Lingqiong unbuttoned the button and lifted the quilt to go down.

As soon as she stood up, she fell back to the bed, her head dizzy, and everything she saw was flowery.

The feeling of the world spinning made her feel like she was being stuffed into a spinning machine.

"Brother!!"

Lingqiong shouted outside.

Xia Miye came in from outside, saw her lying on the bed, and hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, "Are you dizzy?" ”

"Hmmm......"

Xia Miye let her lean against the head of the bed, "Do you feel anything other than dizziness?" ”

Lingqiong's face turned a little pale, her lips moved, and she whispered, "It's a little dizzy." ”

"Sorry......"

"Then brother kiss me, otherwise I won't have the strength."

“……”

Are you losing too much blood, kissing you will give you strength?

Xia Miye rejected her request with her actions, and came in from outside with a bowl of blood-replenishing porridge.

Lingqiong held the porridge in disappointment, and sighed: "I worked hard all night last night, and I didn't even have a good morning kiss when I got up in the morning." ”

“……”

Why does that sound weird?

"Hurry up and drink." Xia Mi urged her all night.

"Hot!"

Xia Miye tried it with his hands, "It's not hot, I've been cold." ”

“……”

Cool cool, I want you to be cold!

Lingqiong drank the porridge in one go.

Xia Miye reached out and buttoned her unbuttoned again, smoothing the collar.

Lingqiong untied it: "It's uncomfortable to hold me." ”

Xia Miye seemed to restrain herself, and finally gave up helping her buckle it again, and moved her gaze directly away.

Ling Qiong's eyes turned, "Brother will help me buckle it in the future." ”

Xia Miye: "?? ”

"In the future, you can help me take it off, of course you have to help me buckle it back."

“……”

Xia Miye went out with a bowl.

…

Lingqiong lay down for a while, felt a little better, changed her clothes and went out.

Brother Feng sat on the sofa with a big face, like a fierce god.

Brother Feng saw her come out, glanced at her, and withdrew his gaze.

In the next second, Brother Feng turned back, took off his sunglasses with his fingers, and stared at Lingqiong's neck.

Ling Qiong raised her hand to press her neck, and smiled innocently at Brother Feng.

"You ......"

Brother Feng saw Xia Mi come out at night, and swallowed his words back.

The eyes went back and forth between the two, even wonderful.

In the end, Brother Feng domineeringly pushed the sunglasses back, sat on the sofa with his chest in his arms and slowly digested them.

"Is Uncle awake?"

"Not yet." Xia Miye said: "Can you move around?" ”

"I'm not paralyzed, how can it be so serious." Lingqiong was speechless.

Brother Feng, who listened to it: "!! ”

Lingqiong exposed her neck and showed it to Xia Miye: "Brother, is it very serious?" ”

Although Xia Miya can stop the bleeding immediately, it can't make the bite marks disappear in a short time.

The little girl's skin is already white, and the bite marks are particularly conspicuous at this time.

Xia Miye regretted a little, he shouldn't have bitten so deeply, "a little ......"

Lingqiong clutched her neck and walked to the bedroom, "I'll go change my clothes." ”

Lingqiong changed into a stand-up collar dress, just to cover the bite marks.

Lingqiong touched her neck and came out, and the place where she had bitten it still hurt a little.

She complained to Xia Miye: "Brother will be lighter next time......"

"Poof—"

Brother Feng just drank it and squirted out a sip of water.

Ling Qiong glanced at him inexplicably: "Brother Feng, are you okay?" ”

Brother Feng wiped the water stains, "Miss Brush, are you okay?" ”

"What can I do?"

"Can I say a few words to you alone?"

"I'll go see him." Xia Mi went to Sharp's room sensibly.

Brother Feng waited for the door to close, and rushed to Lingqiong with an arrow, "Miss Fuwan, you ...... Did you give him blood? ”

"Can't you?"

"You volunteered, didn't he force you?"

"How could he force me."

Brother Feng didn't know what to say for a while.

"Miss Breeze, he's a Bloodline, you...... Think it out for yourself. ”

With the Bloodline, it usually doesn't end well.

…

Because Xia Miye's residence was not safe, Sharp stayed at Lingqiong's residence for the time being.

Sharp hid the artifact, and Natsumiya asked for the location and retrieved the artifact.

But what to do with this holy artifact has become a problem.

Lingqiong lay on the table, looked at the crown in the center of the table, and said, "Why don't we get them a fake?" ”

Natsumiye: "??? ”

Ling Qiong crossed her fingers and said to Xia Miye: "They feel that they have found the holy artifact, and they will definitely start the final plan soon, but in the end, they find out that the holy artifact is fake, won't the plan directly fail?" ”

Natsumiya: "......"

There is such a thing as a falsification of the Hallows ...... How can it be so easy to fool?

They won't, but Sharp and Lori know how to fake and what kind of power the Hallows should be.

Luo Li listened to Ling Qiong's plan, and his expression was a little indescribable.

Luo Li didn't know who to instruct to do it, and soon sent the fake holy weapon to Ling Qiong.

Lingqiong turned her head and looked for an opportunity, so that Sinclair accidentally found the holy weapon in her hand, showing that she didn't care much about that thing, and regarded it as those beautiful treasures in her collection.

Lingqiong only needs to wait for Sinclair to come to her, and sell it at a high price.

The 'loser' character is deeply rooted in Sinclair's heart, so Lingqiong's asking for money is very smooth.

Lingqiong also succeeded in meeting more people because of the holy weapon.

Lingqiong is decisive and neat, looking like an innocent and kind sister next door, but it is cold but shocking.

In a short period of time, Lingqiong coaxed the people above to look at her differently - she was cheated and thought she was very good.

Now for all kinds of banquets above, Lingqiong can get an invitation.

The more people attended, the more people who knew her.

The more people she came into contact with, the more Lingqiong knew about them, and the small notebook in her hand remembered happily.

She just had to find out who it was, and that was none of her business.

"Stewardship."

Lingqiong turned around and saw the red-haired Ariry, Aldous's older brother, the one who had sold her castle last time.

"Something?" Lingqiong raised her eyebrows.

Aryry smiled, "I heard you're repairing the castle?" ”

"That's right."

"Steward Xu is planning to live by himself?"

"Give it away."

"Oh?" Aryry was surprised, "Who is Steward Xu going to give it to?" ”

"Are we that familiar?" Ling Qiong squeezed out a smile, "There's no need to tell you, right?" ”

Elery: "It's me who was abrupt, and I will compensate Steward Xu." ”

Lingqiong was in no mood to talk nonsense with him: "It's okay, I'll be out of company." ”

"Stewardship." Aryry stopped her, "I have one more thing I want to talk to about with Steward Xu. ”

Aryry motioned for Lingqiong to go to the lounge to talk.

Lingqiong pondered and followed Ariri to the lounge.

"Steward Xu, I won't beat around the bush, I heard that Xia Miye is working as your assistant, right?"

Lingqiong held the water glass, blinked, and asked innocently, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's been a while since Steward Xu came to the Blood Clan City."

Ling Qiong didn't know why, so she looked at him and didn't answer.

Aryry continued, "Steward Xu should also know something about this blood clan. Xia Miye is a pure-blood clan, this point, Manager Xu knows it, right? ”

(End of chapter)