Chapter 51: Giving birth to my uncle
In the early morning of the next day, Qin Lang and the two girls both got up early in the morning.
Qin Lang had to be a little earlier.
Although today is the day to set off for the capital, in order to beg for a lottery, or to have a vigorous start, Qin Lang still went outside to exercise a little.
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"Hmm... Shaoxia~... Hey..."
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In the inn room, when Nan Lingyue woke up, he happened to hear the maid on the side talking in her sleep.
As he spoke, he ate his hands and hands.
The food also happened to be the place where the tiger's mouth was injured yesterday.
The point is, at first, the food was quite normal.
As a result, after snorting twice, the little maid ate the mouth of her hands and hands, and it became a little strange.
For example, the cheeks on both sides will be slightly sunken...
For example, the tongue will spin inexplicably or something...
In short, I can see that Nan Lingyue's little face is red and white, funny and angry.
In fact, this is also because of the relationship between the Heavenly Sect and the fact that she is the personal maid of the Holy Maiden, so that Xuan Ran must learn some theoretical knowledge as early as possible, so that in the future, the Holy Maiden will have a Taoist companion and will accompany her to help guide or something.
Now that the girl is just in love, she has a wealth of theories in her chest, and she is in dire need of practical operation, so it is inevitable that this situation will occur.
Therefore, Nan Lingyue didn't blame her, but just stretched out his fingers to poke her soft big bag, and poked her awake at once.
"Little... Miss? β
"Hmph... Do you still have a young lady in your heart? Aren't they all young heroes? β
"Huh...?"
There is no need for Nan Ling to say more, as if he understood everything after pondering for a while, Shui Lingling's face suddenly became hot, and he wiped the saliva on his hands with his chin.
"I'm sorry Miss..."
"Okay, I understand you, a woman of this age, who hasn't dreamed of heroes saving beauty? The clichΓ© is a little clichΓ©, and if it really happens, maybe it really can't be controlled..."
"Miss!"
Hearing Nan Lingyue say this, she hurriedly picked up her arm and shook it gently:
"Miss, don't say that, Xuan'er... Xuan'er is your person, and before Miss has a sweetheart, Xuan'er will not be tempted by any man..."
Nan Lingyue smiled at the corner of his lips and glanced at her:
"Really?"
"Uh-huh!"
Uproar with a serious face:
"Men or something, whoever Miss likes, I like whoever I like, Miss doesn't like it, and Xuan'er doesn't like it either!"
"Oh? Then you were in a dream..."
"Oops, Miss~"
Xuan Ran also knew that Nan Lingyue was teasing her, but the fact did happen, so she could only twist and blush, and hum in the crook of the young lady's arm.
When the humming was almost over, he quietly raised his face, blinked, and muttered tentatively in a small voice:
"Miss..."
"Huh?"
"So you think... Qin Shaoxia... How's it going? β
"What's going on..."
"It's all sides!"
He snapped his white fingers:
"Handsome and chic, both civil and military, affectionate and righteous, he will repay his kindness, and he is a rough man..."
"Phew! Still say this? We misunderstood it before, the one that was pinned to the waist was a steel whip, a serious weapon, used to beat people..."
"Then who knows? The young man is in his prime, and there is more than one steel whip pinned to his waist, even if it is not a serious one, he can beat people, and he also specializes in beating women... If Mademoiselle wants to, why don't you let him try a dozen... Hissββ! Miss, I was wrong, I was wrong~"
The little maid's mouth didn't have a door, the more she talked, the more outrageous it became, the more Nan Ling laughed angrily at her, and she couldn't wait to find something to block her mouth, so she pressed her temples hard:
"You little prodigal hoof! In order to be able to marry himself, I'd rather trick my own lady into sending it out, right? β
"Xuan... Xuan'er, how dare you..."
"Don't dare? I think it's what I'm used to! β
Nan Lingyue wrinkled his nose and snorted, raised his hand and slapped the disobedient maid's buttocks.
"Ahh
Xuan Ran's lips pursed, and he covered it pretending to be aggrieved:
"Miss, it hurts..."
"The! I'm going to fight more in the future! Hmph, if you get used to you again, won't you turn against Tiangang one day, hang a master and servant upside down, and beat me in the ass? β
"Miss, look at what you said, how can anyone in the world beat the master's ass..."
While muttering, she actually thought about it, if Miss really spanked her more, it might not be a good thing.
If your ass is beaten big, it's easy to give birth, and if you marry with Miss in the future, maybe you can give birth to your uncle earlier than Miss...~
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Of course, this kind of mental activity, even if it is an uproar, is embarrassed to say it directly.
But in addition, just these conversations, if they fall into the ears of outsiders, they will definitely be moved by the temperament of the women of the Tianhe Sect, and say "worthy of the demon gate" or something.
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As a saintess of the Tianhe Sect, she naturally has to wash up after getting up.
After washing up, Xuan Ran was ordered by the young lady to go next door to call Qin Lang, only to find that Qin Lang was gone.
At that time, the two of them were also a little panicked, could it be that Qin Lang lied to them yesterday and ran away today?
But after a little thought, you know, impossible, no reason, no reason.
So the two of them went downstairs and asked the shopkeeper, only to know that Qin Lang had gone to practice.
"Practice?"
"Yes, the two of you may not know that Qin Shaoxia has to go to Qingniugang every morning to practice, that is... Running around the post... Something. β
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Is... Qingniugang...
It seems that he is really...
Nan Lingyue's heart was in a trance for a moment, and then he went to the post with Xuan'er, but from a distance, he happened to see Qin Lang, who had finished exercising, standing under a locust tree.
A slightly lonely figure on the first line, quietly looking at the Tianshan Mountains in the distance and the river under the gang, still blown by the morning breeze on the sturdy body that took off his shirt, did not move for a long time, and did not know what he was thinking.
"Miss..."
He frowned lightly and looked at the holy woman beside him in a low voice.
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Nan Lingyue's eyes were slightly stunned, looking at the back of the man under the locust tree in the distance and not saying a word, the expression on his face could not see joy, anger and sorrow, after a long time, his lips gently pursed a smile indifferently:
"It seems that he is really a man of affection..."
"Miss, you..."
"That's right."
Suddenly, Nan Lingyue thought of something, and her delicate willow eyebrows frowned:
"After all, that Qingli county lord is a member of the imperial court, and he is still the emperor's own sister, if the master knows that Qin Lang is the county lord..."
"Huh? No way? β
Nan Lingyue mentioned "Master", and the uproar also became nervous.
"Hmm..."
Nan Lingyue pondered for a moment and shook his head:
"It's me who is worried, the master is ghostly, the exercises are magical, she was even about the same age as me when we met last time, and now I don't know how to travel in that immortal mountain...... When I entered Beijing this time, it should be impossible to meet her..."
"That's... Miss, it's not too early, I'll go and call Qin Lang over. β
"Eh, don't..."
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Nan Lingyue stopped the little maid with super execution:
"We... Wait for him..."
After that, Nan Lingyue himself stood in place, silently looking at the back under the locust tree.
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It wasn't until about two quarters of an hour later that the back finally moved, and after taking two steps in the direction of Nan Lingyue, it was obvious that he also found the two girls waiting for him, so he hurried over with three steps and two steps.
"I'm sorry to keep you waiting."
"It's okay~"
Qin Lang looked apologetic, waved his hand uproar, and stared at Qin Lang's shirtless sturdy figure with his eyes staring:
"I... We're actually... It didn't take long... Right, miss... Miss? β
I didn't hear Nan Lingyue's voice, and when I turned around, I found that the young lady had turned her back and walked quickly to the county seat.
βοΌβ Qin Lang scratched his head blankly, could it be that he really delayed for too long and made the saint angry?
"That's... That, Qin Lang, you follow, let's go to the south gate to take the carriage together, and I'll go see Miss. β
"Uh-huh."
After saying this, he hurriedly caught up with Nan Lingyue with light steps, and before he could ask what was going on, he saw the young lady with teary eyes and a puffy face covering her nose with a handkerchief.
"Xuan... Xuan'er, he... Is he dressed properly...? β
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The young lady had another nosebleed, but she understood.
This wave can only be blamed on Qin Lang, even if he runs all over the mountain in broad daylight, he has to take off his clothes...
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At the same time, in a county town in Huaizhou.
Huaiyang Prefecture is located in the plain on the south bank of the Yangtze River, and has been a rich land of fish and rice since ancient times.
The three hundred Yu Lin Wei, who had set off from Jianping County many days ago, had just arrived in Huaizhou at this time, and the beautiful women he escorted felt the comfort and comfort that they had not seen for a long time.
"Ah~ The bed in this inn is finally much softer~"
In the Tianzi guest room, the pink shirt on her body was hazy and outlined her slender waist, and a certain county lord who had just gotten up stretched his waist to himself, and after taking a deep breath, he rubbed his slightly sore shoulders slightly.
"Well, it's better to wrap your breasts..."
However, the wrapping chest with [Jianghu] written on it, she was reluctant to wear it for the time being, and at most put it next to her pillow every day.
Su Yinhua could only mumble while patting the two bulging balls in his arms with some disgust:
"It's all your fault, it's so heavy... Isn't it too tiring to hang on...... But then again, Huaizhou is really good, and the dim sum is also good... Not... It's just that the food is too sweet, what do you think, Sumire? β¦ Hey? β
Gu Jin, who was sitting at the table, actually ignored her, and Su Yinhua turned her head to look, only to find that she had her back to herself and didn't know what she was doing.
"Sumire?"
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Su Yinhua called again, and Gu Jin turned around in a panic, and by the way, put the dagger and something in his hand behind his back.
"Sumire, what are you doing secretly?"
"No... Nothing..."
Gu Jin's two small hands, one holding a dagger tightly behind his back, and the other holding a small wooden stake half a palm wide, which had been carved crookedly, had initially formed the appearance of a small person.
And Gu Jin's own face is still indifferent without joy or sorrow:
"I'm practicing daggers."
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Su Yinhua is suspicious:
"Not like it, right?"
"Madame's martial arts talent is already low, so it's normal to not be able to understand it."
"Sumire! You... Hum! β
Forget it, what she said was the truth, and the county lord didn't refute it, turned his pretty face and continued to look at the beautiful scenery of the Huai River outside the window.
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Adults don't remember villains, Su Yinhua is big, Gu Jin is small, Su Yinhua is too lazy to pay attention to her, so let's relax before we go, and by the way, I habitually miss someone...