Chapter 8: He Used Her for Two Cities (1)

Jing Ling frowned: Sure enough, this woman is an ominous thing! Since I got close to her, I have become more and more obsessed with it. Now just thinking about it, my heart is reluctant, no, I really have to give up!

Thinking so, he put his arm around the woman, but he involuntarily tightened.

Feeling the faint fragrance emanating from the crook of the arm, I glanced at the light flush on the face of the woman who was sleeping sweetly. With just a glance, Jing Ling could clearly feel that the woman's eyebrows were full of infatuation and intoxication with him.

She was quiet and sweet as she slept in the crook of her arm. When she was awake, she looked at him like a newlywed woman, with a kind of obsessive gaze.

It's a very intoxicating feeling.

Jing Ling found that the corners of his lips were unconsciously raised.

He frowned, pulled the corners of his lips down, and Jun's face turned cold. He drew his arm, pushed the sleeping woman aside, and collapsed without attachment, dressing.

There will be a feast tonight.

And he called the woman.

When the woman came, she sat quietly behind him, and in the darkness there was only the faint sound of her breathing, occasionally sounding.

Yixinjun appeared, this Yixinjun, with a pair of peach blossom eyes, looks like a man and a woman. Hmph, it's just a person who has collapsed on the throne of Qi Hou, but a person who is just a person who does things with Israel. What is the reason for such a person?

As soon as this thought floated, Jing Ling frowned: What is this this time now, why did I feel blocked in my heart as soon as I saw this Yixin Jun, and I felt that the other party was extremely dazzling?

It seems that I am really in trouble with the woman. No, if a husband is born in the world, how can he be subject to a mere woman?

Thinking of this, Jing Ling's thin lips swept upward, and a cold smile floated.

At this time, Yue Gongzi glanced at the woman behind him, and he suddenly asked: "This Ji is with Gongzi in such a feast, but the wife that Gongzi will marry, but I don't know what kind of princess it is?" ”

Yue Gongzi's words caused the princes in the hall to raise their heads at the same time, and they all looked at the woman who was sitting quietly behind him.

At this moment, Jing Ling clearly felt that behind him, the woman who was sitting quietly in the dark, was breathing a little chaotic.

Phew! This woman, do you think that I will marry her after I have been infatuated with her for a few days?

Sneered, Jing Ling turned his head and glanced at the woman, and when he met her slightly flushed cheeks, he smiled again, turned his head, and replied to Yue Gongzi lightly, "This woman is my new concubine, because of her beautiful and luxurious appearance, she has been named Yueji." ”

After a pause, he smiled, "She's not my wife!" ”

Sure enough, as soon as his words landed, the woman behind him, the sound of her breathing sank, and then, her breathing became extremely light, as if she was about to dissolve into the darkness, and then disappeared lightly.

Jing Ling felt it.

He lowered his head and shook the wine in his glass, resisting the urge to look back at her.

At this time, Chu Gongzi asked for it, saying that he wanted to see this luxurious and happy beauty.

Jing Ling slowly turned his head away.

In the darkness, the woman sat quietly on her knees, her head bowed, a strand of hair hanging lightly in front of her forehead, motionless.

At this time, she was obviously sitting there, but she looked like a statue that was about to disappear, or was she a phantom in the first place?

Staring at her, staring at her intently. Jing Ling suddenly felt that the feeling of blockage in his chest was even stronger.

He closed his eyes: just a woman! It's just a woman, Jingling, Jingling, how can you be confused by beauty to this extent? How can you be so upset because of a mere woman?

After taking a breath, he opened his eyes and ordered, "Tsukihime, come out and see you." ”

The woman answered, her voice soft, low, so that she could not feel emotion or hear sadness. Could it be that the words I said just now that she was not my wife didn't hurt her? Duh! It's just a woman, even if her heart is sad, what is the point?

The woman stood up.

She came next to him and stood by the blazing lamp.

As soon as the woman appeared, all the princes were excited, and the nobles in the entire banquet were dumbfounded.

Countless excited, obsessive eyes stared at the woman, and the desire in those eyes was extremely familiar to Jingling.

He has seen too much of this kind of gaze. But for some reason, at this moment, he was a little annoyed when he looked at everyone.

He waved at the woman, motioning for her to come closer.

The woman took two steps, but was still a little farther away from him.

Jing Ling frowned, stretched out his arm impatiently, and took her into his arms heavily.

The eyes of the people seemed to be locked on the woman's body and face.

This is a pair of eyes of desire that are like wolves and tigers, and they want to strip the woman naked in the palace.

After sweeping, Jing Ling suddenly felt a little proud: his woman is rare in the world.

Thinking of this, he lifted the woman's chin and poured the wine into her little mouth.

He was in a bit of a hurry, and the woman didn't notice any of them, and the wine was poured into her throat. The drink ran down her mouth and into the hem of her dress. At the same time, her little face was also smoky and red, and she was extremely beautiful.

This time, the sons were really drunk.

Jing Ling just showed a smug smile, and in the blink of an eye, he hated himself again.

So, he suppressed all the blockages, faint uneasiness, and reluctance, which felt very similar to when he was a teenager. That year, when he was only thirteen years old, during a hunting trip, his best friend, who had depended on him since childhood, was bitten through the belly by a tiger, and his intestines were dragged to the ground, but he moaned and cried bitterly, calling his name and saying that he "did not want to die." ”

At that time, he stepped forward and slammed a halberd into his brother's chest!

So, my brother died.

Ever before, a strong man will always have pain and reluctance to break his wrist, but how can a dignified man hesitate because of pain and reluctance? He Jingling, one day he will achieve immortal hegemony, he can't let this woman stay by his side anymore, let her become his own cancer!

This time, it must be abandoned!

So, Jingling looked at Yixinjun.

Yixinjun, who had already made an agreement with him, immediately understood. At that moment, he strode in front of Jingling, bowed deeply to him, and said loudly: "This woman is stunningly beautiful, I really admire her!" Is Childe transferable? I am willing to exchange the sealed Yang and Yu two cities for this woman! ”

As soon as the words came out, the whole house was shocked!

Everyone looked at Yixinjun in disbelief, and couldn't believe that there was such a fool in the world, who actually exchanged two cities that could be passed down for a hundred generations for a woman!

In astonishment and puzzlement, Jingling smiled. Yes, this righteous believer is really worthy of being the person of Qi Hou. His city is so easy to come that it will not be painful to give it up. However, if the woman followed the man, at least she would not be treated lightly. She can be regarded as a good home.

Jingling, Jingling, this is the best of both worlds. You got rid of her, and she got a good home, what else do you have to hesitate about?

Jing Ling lowered his head, and he stared at the woman for a moment.

Suddenly, he felt a pinprick pain in his chest, which was originally just stuffy!

Suddenly, he felt that his chest, which had been full, was emptying little by little.

At this time, Shang Gong came behind him and whispered: "Hegemony for a thousand years, the joy with the woman is only a moment." ”

"Women are full of misfortunes, they look like praise, and they are favored by Zhen, but in exchange for the disaster of the country!"

The sound came in a deep voice, like a morning drum and twilight bell, and slammed into his heart.

In the silence, again and again, in the chaotic heartbeat like a drum, Jing Ling heard his voice clearly resounding in the hall, "Good." ”

He agreed.

He finally agreed and swapped the woman out.

He wants to achieve a thousand years of hegemony, and he wants to abandon this woman who has influenced his joy and anger.

He, at last, pushed her away.

Jing Ling closed his eyes, and at this moment, his low and gentle words were still ringing in the hall, "Good." ”