Yang Bingling was not surprised by the result of such a grinding and killing donkey, not to mention that this cooperation has now become Yang Bingling's unilateral request, and Yang Bingling is not in a hurry: "Since this is the case...... Let's wait until Princess Lingye is ready. ”

Yang Bingling's attitude surprised His Majesty a little, until Yang Bingling disappeared at the door, His Majesty didn't react, and even regretted that he said what he said in his heart too bluntly.

Yang Bingling has never seen Jianxi since then, there are strong signs of Jianxi's existence in the room, in Qingwen's words, Yang Bingling is like falling out of love, and he doesn't want to do anything, so he sits alone in the rocking chair before, pinching the last set of teacups that Jianxi changed for Yang Bingling before leaving.

There were sets of rebonded tea on the cabinet behind Yang Bingling, and Qingwen knew that Yang Bingling had broken one set of tea cups that Yang Bingling liked very much at that time in order to sharpen Jianxi's temperament.

"At the beginning, you just stayed with her for a short time, didn't you also say that you didn't think too much about her? It's not something you can reverse, and what can we outsiders do about the power struggle?"

Yang Bingling has never told anyone about his deal with His Majesty, even Qingwen was after the incident, Yang Bingling came back and couldn't give up, what he guessed in the past few days, even so Yang Bingling still felt sorry for Jianxi.

As Qingwen said, this matter is not something that he can stop, but even if the darkest place has been hidden, it still makes the simple girl as simple as glass almost shatter.

It's been three days, she doesn't know how Jianxi is doing, she is so worried, sometimes Yang Bingling laughs at herself and says: "It's really a loss of a daughter, and when you see that kind of person who really depends on her, she treats people as daughters."

Yang Bingling was reluctant to say the word death, as if he didn't say Wen Xin and wouldn't die.

When Yang Bingling saw Jianxi again, Jianxi was already a thorough queen, and her temperament was completely like a miniature version of the previous queen, even the smile on the corner of her mouth was like a losing arc.

Jianxi sat opposite Yang Bingling, but Yang Bingling felt that this girl was far away from him, and said awkwardly: "Why is Her Majesty the Queen, is it really a rare guest who wants a cup of tea?"

Yang Bingling personally held the cup and poured a cup to Jianxi, serving a cup with both hands, the faint unnaturalness on Jianxi's face, when the elf next to him took Yang Bingling's cup, it flashed away, and he took a sip of the teacup.

"It stands to reason that as a thank you, the gap of the six-winged elf should be taken by me to see you personally, but this gap you know has not appeared for several years, and even Your Majesty doesn't know where the gap is, and it is extremely dangerous inside." As he spoke, he became excited, and almost blurted out that he asked Yang Bingling not to go, but after all, he only turned into a queen for a moment, and endured the worries in his heart for a long time.

Yang Bingling said angrily: "Why is it that your six-winged elf royal family is such a change of order every day, and there is no burden on unloading the mill and killing the donkey?" You go back and tell your Majesty that if I can't see Wen Xin's body, or if there is no way to successfully resurrect Wen Xin, your Majesty's good daughter will never recover. ”

Yang Bingling's speech was as cold and cruel as ever, but it made Jianxi, who is now the queen, have a familiar feeling, the moment Yang Bingling grovelled and handed over the tea just now, not to mention the heartache, I felt that my heart was blocked like unclean cotton, and I couldn't breathe uncomfortably, and smiled sweetly at Yang Bingling in a place where the elf couldn't see.

She wanted to tell Yang Bingling that she was doing well, but all her caution was exposed in front of Yang Bingling, and Yang Bingling still said coldly: "Go out, I don't want to see you."

Jian suit smashed Yang Bingling's teacup drinking tea, Yang Bingling couldn't help but complain in her heart: Could it be that this girl is guilty of rushing with the teacup?

Qingwen handed the note in his hand to Yang Bingling, and said with a smile for the first time in a few days: "Tell you a good news, you can be leisurely and not high."

Jumping up with excitement. ”

Yang Bingling pouted: "Is there anyone more calm than me?" As he spoke, he opened the roll of paper in his hand, and the whole person turned down from the stool, and Qingwen joked on the side: "Sure enough, there is no one heavier than you."

Yang Bingling fell all over her body, but her heart was as sweet as eating honey, and she didn't care about Qingwen's quip, "Is this true?"

In the past few days, Yang Bingling has been rarely happy, Qingwen naturally can't be disappointed, and said dotingly: "Naturally, it will be here in a few days, I think it will be two days at most, and it may not take two days."

Yang Bingling couldn't help but be a little worried, there was really some danger here, Yang Bingling was a little worried about the situation in two days, Jianxi went back this time, His Majesty must be furious, but under the uncertainty of the safety of Lingran, he didn't dare to act rashly, if the matter was really urgent, he would not obey him, and he would not be able to say that this was his own cemetery.

But in less than two days, and even that night, Yang Bingling felt that there was a small thing around him, and he smiled and lifted the little thing upside down with his tail: "Why is it so dirty?" How dare you drill into my bed?"

Hu Ling was ashamed and aggrieved, and kept twisting his buttocks, making futile jokes, if it weren't for the thick fox fur on his face, he would now be red and could be compared with the monkey's buttocks: "It's so beautiful to shake, shake another one."

Yang Bingling was still joking on the side, the little fox, who was already wilting and tired from the journey, simply pretended to be dead directly, and let Yang Bingling carry it like a corpse, Yang Bingling was amused by this scoundrel, and felt a feather in his hand that he didn't know where it came from, and rubbed it back and forth on the tip of the little fox's nose, "Ah, ah, shout, princess, let me down." ”

Yang Bingling also made enough trouble to drop people one by one, Qingwen buried his head on Yang Bingling's shoulder, and looked at Hu Ling who was sitting on the ground with his eyes closed: "I didn't see it just now, isn't it much better than you, the master of bad taste?"

Qingwen's eyes and face are full of you see that I am good to you, so can you go out first with a little eyesight?

However, some people just have no eyesight to see, and they can't understand some people's voices at all, but nodded aggrievedly and exhaustedly, and began to rub Yang Bingling's side again: "Princess, they have their whereabouts, in a ruined temple not far from the palace, there are traces of them, but I followed and followed out of the Zhuangzi, and there was no trace, and I couldn't sneak into this Zhuangzi, so I came to you first."

Qingwen Junlang's gentle face showed despair for the first time, and he was about to get up from the quilt without thinking, Hu Ling, who was provoked, quickly covered his eyes, and muttered in his mouth: "Lord, you have to go out and say something, if I see something that I shouldn't see, the princess will be angry."

Qingwen's face can be imagined, and he roared: "I'm wearing clothes, what do you want to see?" You little perverted girl, why did you get bad when you went out. ”

Yang Bingling laughed, looking at Qingwen's back in a hurry and running away, he really felt that he could be laughed to death, the first time he was so happy since he came here, Yang Bingling silently Hu Ling's head: "Go and wash, I'll wait for you here."

Although Yang Bingling said this, the two eyes were already eyelids, and he couldn't wait to kiss the bottom of his eyes, and there was no intention of separating at all, Hu Ling looked at it like this and complained with a flat mouth: "There are ghosts."

I turned around and found a random bucket-like thing and lay down comfortably in it.

In the past few days since leaving Yang Bingling, Hu Ling has not taken a bath, he has not slept a single one, he is really tired and the whole person is soaked in hot water, and he has forgotten where he is, and he fell asleep in a daze.

It wasn't until Yang Bingling woke up early the next morning that he saw the bathtub, and Hu Ling, who had slept all night, picked up the person from the bathtub and put him on the bed, and when he covered the quilt, there was a sound of gentle footsteps at the door, and he looked cautious. Yang Bingling was sure that it was Qingwen, who had only come back from going out last night, and quietly stepped forward and pulled the door in, and was pounced on by the hands that were pushing the door outside.

Yang Bingling only saw the golden and shiny crown, and after feeling that he had hit someone in the air, his first reaction was to cover his head with his hand, and then cautiously looked at the person he hit through his arm. When he saw Yang Bingling, his hands were immediately entangled, and his head was buried in Yang Bingling's chest.

In such an embarrassing posture, Yang Bingling dragged the queen who secretly ran to play a scoundrel early in the morning, and entered Yang Bingling's own nest.

The elf in his arms was pressed to the ground by a little human fox with its tail raised high, and the corners of the fox's mouth let out the low animal roar of the animal's territory.

Seeing this, Jianxi was not to be outdone, and his heart to protect Yang Bingling was even more resolute, how could Yang Bingling's room appear, the wise demon fox was too dangerous, no! Jianxi stretched out his hand to pinch Hu Ling's neck, and Hu Ling's feeling of breath immediately came up, raising his little paws, about to tear the nasty face in front of him.

Yang Bingling came back to his senses and hurriedly stopped this scene, his own people were jealous of each other for a woman's rivalry, tearing each other apart, the two stood in a row after Yang Bingling spoke, and they didn't like each other, Jianxi went directly into Yang Bingling's arms: "Sister, who is she?"

stretched out her little hand and pointed at Hu Ling aggrievedly, just like a soft and cute little Lori, who caught her boyfriend behind the bed, and questioned her boyfriend helplessly.

As soon as Yang Bingling was about to say Hu Ling, he didn't show weakness and pointed at the little thing in Yang Bingling's arms, but Hu Ling didn't dare to get in, and the tone of questioning, demeanor, actions, and words were the same.