Note: Chu Ling, Yin Xun's mother. Yin Huaiqing, Yin Xun's father. Writing this, in order to put the fox spirit and the prince medicine together.

1. Take off your pants and rob!

The camel bells on the ancient road rang crisply, and a caravan traveled from afar, facing the egg-yellow sunset, quietly tearing through the loneliness of the desert.

There was a carriage in the middle of the mule and horse team that looked quite luxurious, the curtain was tightly pressed, and the people sitting inside had not opened the curtain, and they didn't seem to care about the scenery of the desert at all.

"King, it's in stock." Yan Wushuang stretched out his hand and pointed to the caravan down the slope, looking very excited.

"Phew-" Chu Ling lifted the veil on his face, spit out the tasteless cow tendon that had been chewed in his mouth, then put the veil down, raised his foot and knocked the horse's three prongs, the horse neighed, spread its four hooves, and rushed towards the team menacingly.

The people behind her saw Chu Ling's move, and they all followed.

When the horse convoy below saw a woman in white riding a horse rushing over, they didn't pay much attention to it, and they still thought about what this seemingly weak girl was doing alone in the desert. It wasn't until the dust raised behind the woman blocked the sunset in front of them that everyone became alert, and those with weapons took out their weapons, and those without weapons hid behind the crowd.

Chu Ling's horse was five feet away in front of the team, his hands around his chest, his thin lips lightly opened, and he spit out a cold voice that complemented the desolation of the desert, "Ride your horse from the desert and drive to the wall." The border city is depressed, and the day is yellow and cloudy. ”

"Huh?" The people of the caravan looked at each other, what did this girl want? Why did you suddenly read the poem?

"Hmph, stinky men, are you stupid because of the talent of this king!" The corners of Chu Ling's mouth hidden under the veil provoked a chuckle, and he glanced at them without cutting it.

The dust fell, and the people of the caravan saw clearly that the number of people standing in front of them was less than half of them, and all of them were women, so they laughed, and the leader stepped forward and said, "The girls of the desert can't find a man to complain, and they want to make a cannon when they stop us halfway?" ”

Chu Ling drove his horse closer to them, slowly pulled out the long knife from the scabbard behind him, and said, "Although we are here to rob, it is not impossible to say that it is impossible to do a cannon, but this king wants to see if you are qualified." ”

The person on the other side only saw her pull out the knife, and before she could see her next move, he felt a chill in his lower body, and when he looked down, all the pants of the old men in a row fell to the ground.

"Hmph, a bunch of embroidery needles." Chu Ling laughed.

They were stunned for a long time before they reacted, and hurriedly lifted their pants, but the one in the lead was not angry, and continued to laugh, "The girl is so skilled, I don't know if the kung fu in bed is so fierce, why don't we try it down!" ”

"Fuck you, this king is not interested in enoki mushrooms." Chu Ling slashed again, and the person's mouth cracked to the root of his ear, and the hot pain made him hurriedly hug his face and cry bitterly, and the sticky blood dripped into the yellow sand through his fingertips.

"Give it to me! Kill this! The man covered his leaky mouth and said angrily.

The women behind Chu Ling were already gearing up to try, and when they saw that the other party was moving, they didn't wait for Chu Ling's order, they all picked up their big knives and greeted them.

These female bandits are all one-to-ten, so this only one hundred people is not enough for them to stretch their muscles.

The dust rose higher and higher, and the caravan camels were frightened, screaming and messing around.

They finally realized that the bandits were not so easy to deal with, so they all dropped their goods and turned over their pants to the camels, and drove away on the camels, which were also lost and depressed.

"King, do you want to chase it?" Yan Wushuang asked.

"What are you chasing, take the goods back to the village." Chu Ling withdrew the big knife, turned around, and caught a glimpse of the sedan chair that was thrown in the middle of the goods.

Isn't there anyone sitting in there? Why is there such a big movement outside, and there is still no reaction inside?

Curious, she rode over and reached out to lift the curtain.

Chu Ling was stunned as if he had been struck by lightning.

Two, hey! Suppress the husband of the village

Chu Ling and her subordinates were not active in the desert before, but their reputation over there was too loud, and no one would venture to pass by their territory again, so they had nothing to rob, so they moved to the desert with their subordinates.

So she is not the kind of little bandit who has never seen the world, she may have seen more men than the old bustard in the brothel, but it is the first time she has seen such a good-looking man.

When she lifted the curtain, she saw that he was tied up and stuffed in the carriage, his eyes were tightly closed, and his hair was messy.

But Chu Ling immediately sighed: "Damn, what a handsome man!" ”

So they brought back the man, who had been left behind by the caravan, along with the goods.

The man woke up after sleeping for a day and a night, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a woman in white lying on top of him and staring at him, his head was dizzy, and he thought that he should be dead, so he sighed and said, "Fortunately, this Yaksha is not as ugly as it is rumored. ”

Yes? Nakshatra? Chu Ling sat up from him and scratched her ears, her nickname was indeed White Yasha. So this brother is complimenting her on her good looks?

Chu Ling squirmed for a while, and said softly, "Childe has won the prize." ”

The man gradually regained his senses, the tenderness in his abdomen reminding him that maybe he was still alive, and looking closely at the woman sitting on him and the surroundings, it did not seem to be the appearance of the underworld.

He asked tentatively, "What......'s this?" Where is this? ”

"This is my cottage." Chu Ling smiled, "Childe, from now on, you will be my husband." ”

The cottage sounds like a place where bandits live. Suppressing the husband of the village, it sounds like a female bandit robbing relatives. Hehe.

Wait a minute! The man noticed that something was wrong, and his eyes widened with some moisture that had just regained their vigor and asked, "Are you a bandit?!" ”

Chu Ling nodded.

"You, you, you...... You're a bandit, you're a bandit! The man struggled to sit up, causing Chu Ling, who was sitting on him, to change his position and straddle him. Sit on him.

Chu Ling faced him, raised his chin, and said with a smile, "Why is Childe so excited?" Aren't you deeply impressed by the heroism of this king, and want to go to bed now? ”

Bedchamber?!

The man was furious, frowned, and said, "Not to mention that you are a girl and a bandit, do you know the identity of this king!" ”

"I don't know." Chu Ling shook his head honestly, secretly thinking that he claimed to be the king, could it be that he was also a bandit?

"This king is the king of Chen Cang, who has a heavy army in the Li Kingdom, and you dare to hijack this king!"

"Oh, it turned out to be His Royal Highness King Chen Cang," Chu Ling's fingertips slid across his cheek, "But it wasn't you who was kidnapped by this king, when this king rescued you, you were unconscious." ”

When the man who claimed to be the king of Chen Cang heard this, he immediately became lost, his eyebrows covered his chest, there was no blood between his lips, and his trembling voice made Chu Ling barely hear what he was muttering to himself:

"Why...... Why do you want to hurt me......"

The black jade in his slender phoenix eyes was filled with water vapor, so Chu Ling couldn't help but want to reach out and wipe it away, every inch of the white porcelain-like skin was clamoring for Chu Ling to soothe him, and the straight nose under the lips made Chu Ling naturally want to lean his lips up.

In short, now Chu Ling's mind only has obscene thoughts and evil thoughts.

"Childe, don't cry," Chu Ling pressed him to his chest and comforted, "Tell this king who bullied you, if it's a man, I'll cut his circle, and if it's a woman, I'll sew her fork." ”

The two softness made the boy breathless, and he stretched out his weak hand and pushed Chu Ling, but to no avail, he passed out again.

Later, after the boy woke up and ate a large bowl of noodles, he finally had the strength to cry and tell all his things.

It turned out that he was really Yin Huaiqing, the king of Chencang, a big country in the east, who was brilliant in writing and strategic, and won the hearts of the people with a benevolent heart, and was known as the "benevolent gentleman".

Not long ago, his father was critically ill, and his eldest brother, who had always regarded him as a big trouble, took this opportunity to tie him up and send him out of the Li Kingdom, wanting to find a place to solve him on the road, but he was saved by Chu Ling by mistake.

After listening to him cry, Chu Ling's heart and liver were about to break, and he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be sad, in the future, you will be much happier in my cottage than when you are a prince!" ”

Unexpectedly, hearing the word "cottage", Yin Huaiqing glared angrily, dragged the quilt and hid in the corner of the big bed, before daring to point at Chu Lingdao, "If you go to see the official with this king and surrender yourself, I can spare your life in the face that you saved this king's life!" ”

"What?" Chu Ling was stunned by what he said righteously.

"This king hates the most traitorous people!"

The disgust and fear in his eyes were completely exposed in front of Chu Ling, and her heart suddenly tightened.

…… If you don't like it, why do you hate it?!

3. Don't you like cultured bandits like me?

Shrouded in orange and howling winds, the most beautiful moment in the desert must be dusk.

Chu Ling sat on top of a certain sand dune, picking his feet while looking at the sunset in the distance rather sadly.

"Great King ......" Yan Wushuang looked for a long time before he saw Chu Ling, who had a melancholy temperament that was completely different from usual.

"Wushuang, Wushuang, what kind of woman do men like?" Chu Ling put on the shoe on his right foot, and then took off the shoe on his left foot.

The corners of Yan Wushuang's mouth twitched, and he turned his face to stare at the sunset opposite, "Although I don't know what kind of women men like, I know that men definitely don't like women who pick their feet." ”

When Chu Ling heard this, he felt that it made sense, so he immediately put on his shoes and socks, and said to himself, "What kind of woman does Xiao Yin Yin like...... I don't like me to be so heroic, don't you like the little jasper? Can you sing and dance? Dancing and writing? If you have to talk about dancing and writing, I don't know how to do it! Hey, what kind of do you like......

Yan Wushuang rolled her eyes in her heart, and said that the dance text is ink, and the king of her family can only memorize one poem, which is the one he recites every time he robs in order to show that he is different from ordinary bandits.

"The King...... You don't really like that man, do you? ”

"yes." Chu Ling sighed lightly, before she felt that she was just looking at his good looks, and she lost it after two days of playing with him, but when he said that he hated her just now, her heart really hurt.

Until now, when I think of the scene at that time, my heart is still throbbing, and I feel a little bit.