Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Ling Qingyu’s camp was stationed under a stone mountain more than 20 miles away from Linhuang Mansion, with the vast Bahrain grassland in front of him. Sitting on the felt blanket, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, the scenery was clearly refreshing, but Ling Qingyu felt very irritable.

The rascal squeezed her heart out like a stalker, and she always looked like a hippie smiling face. He didn't know his true or false sentence, but for so many years, he did not lie to her, and it was harmless. After her, when he said that that day, his expression was serious and a little sad. The expression on the face of such a person made her surprised, but more disturbed.

"It's Ye Yu!" The sound of Ye Po, who was standing behind him suddenly tightened his body, made Ling Qingyu stand up unconsciously and looked at the black knight who was riding on the grassland.

"Master, you go with Ye Yu, please!" Ye Yu's eyes were red with water, and his expression was panic, with a pathetic expression.

"Ye Yu! If you don't say anything clearly, just let the master follow. What do you mean?" Ye Fei roared, the long sword half unsheathed.

"General, he is waiting for you, he..." Ye Yu choked. Zhao Yinfeng's words were very clear. He didn't let him tell Ling Qingyu of his injury. Although he didn't know why, Ye Yu didn't want to go against it. What he meant, that man had already done this for his master, so what could be doubted!

"Let's go, lead the way." Waved to stop Ye Po, Ling Qingyu walked to the horse.

The clear stream snaked across the grassland, leaving behind beach bays, and the white yurt quietly stood in one of the beach bays.

The river flows happily, with Jindalai flowers blooming on both sides, and occasionally there are small patches of woods, wild deer rabbits running happily among them.

Opening the door curtain, Ling Qingyu's eyes were dazzled by the bright red color inside, and he was stunned at the door.

The bright red curtains, festive decorations, and the tall man standing in the middle in the red groom's costume.

"Hey! Baby is here!" Zhao Yinfeng came out with his mouth full of white teeth and smiled and said, "Go and change your clothes. It will be too late if you are lucky."

Ling Qingyu was pushed into the yurt by Ye Yu in a daze, and then watched Zhao Wei put on a bright red wedding gown, waved to make Ye Po Ye Po stop quarreling with Ye Yu, took over the wedding gown, and took a few steps forward. , Looked up at Zhao Yinfeng, looked at him with a bright smile but pale face. "I have taken the capital, and my banner of Zhao Yinfeng has been planted at the head of Linhuang imperial city, Ling Qingyu," took her wedding gown and stretched it over her body, Zhao Yinfeng laughed arrogantly and proudly Said: "Keep your promise."

"Why are you so anxious? I thought..." Looking around at Xitang, which was arranged urgently, Ling Qingyu asked suspiciously with a serious sense of violation in his heart. You shouldn’t threaten to impose on me, ask for a grand wedding that surpasses Yang Zhao’s in Daixian County, and then declare to all the people in the world, to all the subjects of the Hua Dynasty, that you Zhao Yinfeng is Ling Qingyu’s husband, what you want should be like that What a wedding!

"Because," leaning over to her ear, Zhao Yinfeng whispered with a smile, "I can't wait for a day, come on, after we get married, I will give you Zhao's army tokens, and... All for you."

What else? She opened her mouth and looked at the deep, beautiful and moving eyes of the man who was leaning down. The nostalgic affection in those eyes made her no longer be able to ignore.

Getting married with this man... Although he repeatedly declared that she had missed the promise that year, she never took it seriously in her heart.

Lord, now hold on to Zhao Yinfeng for the time being, otherwise, once the Zhao family's army turns against the water, the situation in the world will inevitably be in chaos. If Zhao Yinfeng is sincere, then waiting for him to give up his military power and stay idle in the harem is the same. Lord, for the overall situation!

The words of Zhu Weili and Han Mian seemed to be echoing in his ears. Ling Qingyu passively took his stiff hands and put on the red wedding gown, a hairpin was inserted into his hair, and a red hijab was covered on his head. Pulled by him, he knelt in front of Xitang.

Ye Po pulled Ye Pao, whose face was not worried, and took two steps back. He glanced at the blood under the man's feet that had penetrated the red carpet, and watched him stiffly. Every time he moved, the corners of his eyes would not twitch. , That is a performance of pressure and pain, his injury is very serious!

Ling Qingyu, with a red hijab, was strongly lured by the opposite man to worship heaven and earth, Gaotang two times, and the couple worshiped. She did not see Ye Yu Zhao Wei and the few soldiers next to her with red eyes and silent tears. She did not see the man doing each one. With the action, the blood stains underneath his body expanded, without seeing Ye Po and Ye Po quietly, biting their lips tightly and retreating to the side.

"Li Cheng!" Before Zhao Wei's trembling shouts fell, Zhao Yinfeng had already picked up Ling Qingyu, and while walking towards the back, he laughed loudly: "Little ones, stay away, don't disturb Lao Tzu’s bridal chamber dazzling!"

Ye Po took the lead, and several people filed out. After a certain distance, Ye Yu could no longer help kneeling on the ground and crying.

"Zhao Yinfeng, stop making trouble!" After being thrown on the wooden bed, the man's hot kiss was pressed down before the red hijab was uncovered, and Ling Qingyu regained his sense of relief from the corner of his mouth. Chest: "The war is not over yet!"

The palm of his hand was wet, and the sense of violation in his head began to explode. He pressed the man under his body and threw the red hijab that was in the way aside, Ling Qingyu tore the man's clothes.

"Baby, don't be so anxious, people will be shy too." Zhao Yinfeng's eyes rolled and said with a light smile on his pale face with a flush of joy.

Dozens of broken arrows with the arrow shafts left were inserted into the bronze body. The blood flowed together and dyed his body red. The clothes were soaked, and the brocade quilt under the wooden bed was covered. Dyed bright red.

With his fingers trembling over those arrow shafts, Ling Qingyu with red eyes suddenly got up, but was pulled hard by Zhao Yinfeng, and after pulling it into his arms, he chuckled and said, "Baby, our bridal candle, do you want to go there?"

"Tell Ye Po to call Shifang over! Don't deal with such injuries! Do you want to die? Zhao Yinfeng! Are you trying to die?" Ling Qingyu cried while trying to free his arm.

Containing her forcefully, putting a round token into her hand, Zhao Yinfeng smiled happily and said: "Yes, I didn't tell you, Zhao Jiajun’s soldier, and Zhao Yinfeng’s. Let me give it to you as a dowry."

Ling Qingyu stopped in amazement, his eyes were full of disbelief, what was this person talking about? What is he saying?

Putting her hands together into a fist, letting the soldier talisman clenched tightly in her hand, Zhao Yinfeng's fingers touched her face, brows, corners of eyes, bridge of nose, lips, infinite affection, left by the place where his fingers passed. They are all affectionate.

"Qingyu, I live, it will always be their excuse and banner, once or twice, even if you can trust me, the more times, this kind of trust will disappear, and I, Qingyu, I cannot guarantee I can really endure that kind of **** for my whole life. After you are tired of me, after you no longer need me, Qingyu, instead of waiting until that day, it is better to let me die in your hands now." She took out the dagger from her waist and looked at the dagger that didn't turn her over this time, Zhao Yinfeng smiled triumphantly on her face, and said, "Look, your Yan San also agrees. what I said."

Shaking his head vigorously, Ling Qingyu said: "Nonsense! Nonsense! Who will tell you everything in the future, as long as you are alive, there is hope when you are alive, I will go to the stone!"

He dragged her back again forcefully, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out of his mouth. Zhao Yinfeng gasped for a few times, and his body tremblingly hugged her, before stopping for a long time.

The hand he was grasping and touching the wound under his ribs trembled slightly. The hand was pulled by him. Starting from the right rib, he touched it until the left side near the armpit, where the two hard barrels of the gun and the thick muscles underneath. The hard shot that could still be felt made Ling Qingyu's heart tremble.

"I can't live, Qingyu, but, if you say that, I'm really happy." There was deep joy in the shallow smile, and a drop of tears dripping from the corner of her eye touched her finger, Zhao Yinfeng inhaled as she breathed in. Slowly said: "Ten years, I finally got my wish today, I am very happy, really."

With this kind of injury, this kind of injury, as long as the gun is pulled, he will quickly die due to heavy bleeding. Even with this kind of injury, he has to complete this simple or even uncountable wedding? Zhao Yinfeng, you...

"In the army of the Zhao family, Gao Wenhe and Zhao Wei, you can give the title and lead the guardian of a place. My direct line is led by Zhao Meng. You can let Ye Yu and Zhao Meng stay in this northern frontier." Holding her cheek, Zhao Yinfeng’s smile faded, and the painkiller had passed. The pain of the wound made Zhao Yinfeng’s body tremble, and his brows frowned. As he said, he couldn’t help gritting his teeth and waiting for the pain to pass. , Continue to say: "This time the siege, I let Wen He press behind the Anjia people, and it is estimated that some people will stay behind. It is a great achievement to win Bianjing. You should give the reward first, and then hand over everyone. Let Ye Shiyi lead, there is still a large tract of land in Liao Kingdom to be regained, and Ye Shixi can clean them up during the process of regaining."

He picked up his trembling body, leaned that sturdy body in his arms, took the medicine from the medicine bag and stuffed it in his mouth, Ling Qingyu said in a misty voice: "Since you have already figured it out. , Everything is arranged, why die?"

"Those people, although they can't help you," he put his head on her shoulders, and gently kissed the delicate skin, Zhao Yinfeng said with some self-deprecating: "But, they are like me. Brothers for many years, although they are selfish, they are considered for my sake, Qingyu, I can’t do things that I’m sorry for them, I can’t do it myself, just let them go to death, I’m already very ashamed, so I can only Death in battle, death in battle at the head of the city, in this way, they have no idea, and after my death, I can't take care of..."

You can't act on your brothers, so you use your own death to cut off their thoughts and cut everyone's thoughts. No one in this world has a reputation that can shake my position. Why do you want to? I have always been bad to you, and I have always been perfunctory to you. Even if the two have sex, I will bully you a lot. Why should I do this?

After licking the tears on her cheek, Zhao Yinfeng's face had a narrow meaning, took her hand and leaned under him, and said in a low voice, "Dying under the peony flower, you can also be a ghost, baby, our bridal chamber Huazhu, don’t forget about the past. I told you earlier that if Zhao Yinfeng is going to die, I must die on you, baby, let me die..."

What he said was so light and serious that Ling Qingyu’s grief was immediately washed away in half. When the hand he was holding touched the flesh that shrank slightly because of the tremor of his body, it became even more serious. Deeply rushed up.

Putting the dagger in her hand, Zhao Yinfeng turned around with reluctance, and gently kissed her tearful face. In fact, killing me is the best choice. Your counselors must be like you. I said, but, my kind baby, even if you don’t love me at all in your heart, you can’t do this, right...

Remember me, my dear dear, my favorite person, remember that there is a man named Zhao Yinfeng who is willing to give everything for you. When you think of me someday, you can cry for me like this, I So satisfied...

The man's kiss smelled of blood, and as the intensity increased, the heat was like a high-flame flame, which burned from her lips and continued to burn into her heart.

Ignoring the tremor of the body and the extreme pain, the fleshy ball in my hand raised her head quietly, and stood up arrogantly. The thing that could not be held by a hand with a thick arm squeezed her hand with scorching heat. Open, rubbing between her lower abdomen.

"Baby, do you want to stab me? Actually, you always wanted to stab me. Come on...Kill me..." Like the devil's ****, the man's voice is as **** and low as usual, and his hands have been released. After removing her clothes, her wide lips loosened a little because of the sound, and then they entangled her tongue more deeply.

"Yinfeng..." A thin call overflowed from the corner of his mouth, released the short sword, wrapped his arms around his generous back, and sighed softly, calling out his name again.

"Remember, Ling Qingyu, remember me," Zhao Yinfeng let out a violent cry because of the action of turning over and letting her sit on her body, then bit her lip, and said with a stern tone: "Remember, Huangquan Road Not only Yan San and Yang Zhao, but Zhao Yinfeng is also waiting for you."

"If you forget me, if you abandon me, then I will be a ghost and never let you go..." The voice turned to mutter, and finally he was blocked and leaned down and kissed his lips for the first time. In between, in addition to instinctive lust, there were more passionate kisses.

"Ah..." With the tight package, the pleasure surpassed the pain, causing Zhao Yin to rise slightly and let out a **** sound.

"Zhao Yinfeng, if you really have another life, don't meet me again. Find a good woman to be with you and be happy..."

He stretched out his hand to block the woman's words, looked at his clothes half untied, tears dripping from his eyes, it was a sad and embarrassing appearance, but in his eyes it was beautiful, Zhao Yinfeng's smile at the corner of his mouth slowly bloomed, saying: "Regardless of that life... Zhao Yinfeng will go to Ling Qingyu... I will pester you forever... Only when I am with you... I will be happy..."

Intermittent groans came from inside the yurt, and the fine screams were not as thrilling as they used to be, but they felt more heartbreaking and heartbreaking.

Ye Po hugged the knife in his arms tightly. Instead of backing away with the sadness of the others, he stayed at the door, listening to the cry of pain and pleasure inside. The man was right when he reached the **** The roar, the threatening sound with strong love, slowly lowered his head.

"They will ask for an injury examination." His hand grabbed the head of the gun under his right rib, Zhao Yinfeng's pale face was flushed with extreme crimson, and he stroked her cheek with one hand and whispered: "Arrow, No need to pull..."

Suddenly pulling out the gun barrel with force, Zhao Yinfeng's body violently convulsed as the blood rushed out, and the violent tremor caused Ling Qingyu's body to shake.

remember! On Huangquan Road, my Zhao Yinfeng is also waiting for you...

The starlight in the deep eyes gradually dissipated, Yiyi was nostalgic, and his hand slid down her body.

"Yinfeng! Zhao Yinfeng! You can't be such a rascal! You can't just leave like this!" Ling Qingyu fell feebly on his generous chest, and Ling Qingyu cried in a low voice. You can't just squeeze into my heart so hard, and then just Die like this.

Zhao Yinfeng, you rascal...