Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

"Ling girl, don't be surprised, it's because you are very similar to Princess Fatmee's younger brother, Fatme will be like this." Sitting in the reception room of Fei Li's mansion, Fei Li smiled to Ling Qingyu.

After listening to Ram's translation, Ling Qingyu smiled and said, "How come, is Princess Fatmay's brother gone?"

"Yes, he died the year before last." Philip sighed. This is the weakness of Princess Fatmay. It is a very common thing for Egyptian sisters and brothers to fall in love with each other, but Princess Fatmay loves this half-brother too much, and he was spied on. , Hijacked His Royal Highness Klim and threatened Princess Fatmay to cede her territory and rights. When the two sides were trading, when Fatmay was about to hand over the symbol of her power to the other party, His Royal Highness leaped towards him. With his blade, he died in Fatme's arms. Since then, His Royal Highness Fatmay has changed. If before, His Royal Highness Fatmay would not send troops even if the fight on the side of the food is harder. Now, she is afraid that she must destroy that person's country.

"Ah, it's really unfortunate." Ling Qingyu changed the subject with interest, and said: "Master Philip, we brought a lot of goods this time, and we also want to buy frankincense glass and other goods here. I don't know if Master Philip can help. Busy."

"Hehe, this is what I should do. Now there are several large commercial houses buying silk porcelain and spices. As for the spices you need, I can help you contact." Philip said.

(All Lahm did the translation in the middle, and the subsequent dialogue will simplify the Lahm translation)

Philip moved quickly. In the afternoon, he recruited many big businessmen at his mansion. Ling Qingyu showed samples of the goods. Those businessmen also brought their own samples, just to prevent communication between them and lower the price. Ling Qingyu is here for everyone. The goods given by the family are not the same as the goods they want. People don’t see each other at the same time. Instead, they see two at a time. Once the price is right, the price will be finalized and the contract signed.

Ling Qingyu sent someone to call Zhu Weili for help. After a busy afternoon, all the goods to be sold were emptied, and then a large number of ivory, rhino horn, ambergris, pearl, glass, frankincense, coral, woody, myrrh, Dragon's blood, Asafoetida, Suhe oil, no stone, rose water, milled flower top grade colored glaze, soft colored glaze, golden silk brocade, five-color camel hair section, unnamed different, moss stone, scorpion, golden silk brocade , Fire turban cloth, benzoin, glass, clam, coral tree, cat ear essence, yellow wax, zhijin soft brocade, yellow sandalwood incense, tortoiseshell, golden fragrance, beads, etc. Egypt is rich in gold, and the price of gold here is much cheaper than other places. After the goods purchased by Ling Qingyu are deducted from the goods, the rest is settled with gold. After the ins and outs are offset, the tax of Aizabu is paid, and there is 390,000 yuan. Two golds.

Arranged to deliver the goods the next day, Ling Qingyu and others returned to the ship, and Yang Zhao and Zhu Wei left to arrange manpower to prepare the delivery and receipt.

Ling Qingyu returned to his bedroom and looked at the boxes of gold at the end of the bed. There were already 360,000 taels of gold robbed from Sur, plus the 39,000 taels this time. Seven hundred and fifty thousand taels, huge profits! And although the goods purchased this time only accounted for one-third of the ship’s capacity, it would be worth several million taels of silver back to Dazhou. If Fan Ye is able to relax this time, don’t sell so much, maybe It can reach eight million taels.

Of the 200,000 taels of gold that I brought back to Da Zhou at the beginning, 150,000 taels were given to Gu Sui, and 50,000 taels were left for Cai Jingfang to open a gold shop. There were still 800,000 taels on Fengshen Island.

I am a rich woman! Ling Qingyu was so happy that he rolled around on the bed.

"Ahem," Yan San coughed twice at the door. Seeing her appearance, she knew she was settled again.

"Ah, Yan San, just so, put half of these gold in the dark cabin." Ling Qingyu smiled.

"That woman is here." Yan San said without answering her.

"What woman?" Looking at Yan San's stinky face, Ling Qingyu said in surprise: "Princess Fatmei?"

Ling Qingyu raised his feet to welcome Princess Fatmei, Yan San covered the boxes of gold, and after kicking half of them on the bed, he carried two boxes to the dark cabin.

Princess Fatme’s guard of honor was still luxurious, the boat was beautiful, and the bed in the middle of the boat was surrounded by red veil, Fatme leaned on the soft backrest in the middle and chuckled.

The enchanting Egyptian enchantress!

Ling Qingyu asked people to put down the boat, and Princess Fatme wouldn't get up on the ropes.

At first, more than 20 warriors came up to surround Chuanxuan, and Fatmei was sitting on the soft sedan lifted by the two with demeanor. Ling Qingyu saw that one of them was the one fighting with Yan San, and he watched more. At a glance, Fatme’s eyes started to turn again, and she took the initiative to take her hand to her cabin, and at the same time, she ordered a hot pot to entertain Princess Fatme in the evening.

In addition to some samurai servants, a few people who came up later carried three boxes.

Fatmay looked at the cabin left and right, and asked the servant to put down the box and exit. The two men who carried the soft sedan did not leave. Fatmay frowned and gave another order. The two knelt directly at her feet, but did not leave. .

Seeing that Fatmei was about to get angry again, Ling Qingyu hurriedly took her hand and smiled: "It's okay, let's talk, just treat them as they don't exist."

Although he didn't understand what Ling Qingyu was saying, Fatme knew she must be interceding for them, and she touched her face and smiled: "You are so kind, okay, um, just right, keep them. That's okay." Yan San who was standing at the door glanced with his eyes again, and said ambiguously: "Does your entourage also be here?"

Ling Qingyu thought of Yan San and the others' dark faces, and remembered that if the princess had all kinds of ambiguities later, she wouldn't care, but Yan San and the others were afraid that they couldn't bear it, so he smiled at Yan San and said, "It's okay, the meal is ready. Call me, let them be more spicy, she almost killed me before, and I also killed her."

Yan San glanced at the three of them, guessing that it was impossible for the boat to take people away, so he closed the door and guarded outside.

Fatme took Ling Qingyu's hand and walked to the box, and opened the first box. Inside were all kinds of clothes, beautifully crafted and gorgeous, Ling Qingyu had never seen it before. Seeing the surprise in her eyes, Fatme opened the second box, which was a box of jewelry. The gold made jewelry inlaid with all kinds of jewelry was gorgeous and exquisite.

Fatmay took out a cloud-shouldered necklace and tied it to Ling Qingyu's neck, nodded in satisfaction, then kissed her on the cheek again, and whispered, "Klim, Klim."

In the afternoon, Ram had already told Ling Qingyu the story that Fei Li told him. At this time, when he heard Fatme’s call, Ling Qingyu felt so soft that he hugged her and said: "Fatme , Your brother doesn't like how sad you are, you have to live a happy life, your brother can rest assured."

Ling Qingyu’s voice was gentle, just like the boy chasing behind him every day. The body and voice of both men and women, the gentle and kind Klim, Fatmei held back the tears in her eyes, let go of Ling Qingyu, and opened it again with a smile. The last box.

by! Ling Qingyu's eyes were wide and round, it was a box, well, the thing she bought back yesterday is just more gorgeous and...abnormal.

Seeing Ling Qingyu's expression, Fatma laughed sincerely, and sure enough, Klim's expression was the cutest! Then he ordered.

The two men who had been kneeling on the ground straightened their bodies, and then untied the white linen loincloth under them.

The two of them were naked to the upper body, but when the loincloth on their lower body was removed, they were naked.

Ling Qingyu's face turned red, Fatmei smiled happily, and pulled her to the two of them. Let the two men raise their heads at the same time.

The two men are not young, they are not very beautiful, but they have a heroic aura, or the murderous aura of a warrior, plus that strong body, and another attractive man.

However, under Fatmei's order, the two of them spread their legs, and Ling Qingyu saw Fatmei let her see the chastity belt between the two men's legs.

"Your people are too arrogant, Klim, don't let these men climb on your head, let them recognize who is the master." Fatme said in Ling Qingyu's ear, and took a contactor from the box. Come out and throw it in front of the man who fought with Yan San.

The man bowed and picked up the contactor. The contactor was very thick with some tiny thorns on the top of his head. The man lifted his buttocks without any hesitation, pointed the contactor at his back acupuncture point, and inserted it forcefully. Went in.

He used such force, the tentacles went in halfway, and the bloodshots spilled out. Ling Qingyu felt the pain and his body trembled, but the man didn’t seem to feel any pain. He used force again to stuff all the tentacles in, and then quietly. Lie on the ground.

Fatmé walked behind him and stretched out her toes to fiddle with the part that was left outside, and the man's body trembled, and the unbearable gasp came from under his head lying on the ground.

Fatme said coldly again, and the man straightened up, leaned back, his legs opened, and the place tightly bound by the chastity belt had already been strangled with several blood marks because it had begun to expand.

Fatme retracted his foot, the man's gasping stopped, and the bulging part immediately disappeared.

Seeing Fatmei preparing to stretch her feet again, Ling Qingyu hurriedly pulled her and said: "Okay, I know what these are for, can you let them put on clothes."

Fatme saw her face flushed, and she didn't dare to look at the man when she spoke. She felt a little strange. What Klim liked most was being treated like this. Isn't this person like Klim not like it? Ah, yes, she is also a female!

"It's good for me to give him to you." Fatme smiled.

Ling Qingyu did not understand, but when he saw that the man heard what Fatme said, he raised his head abruptly. His eyes that had been without any emotion were full of despair. He shook his head quickly and said, "No matter what you are talking about, sure No way!"

"You don't like him?" Fatmay glanced at the man and said, "Then I don't like him either."

The man knelt down and bowed deeply to Fatme, then picked up the knife beside him, drew out the blade, turned it upside down, and pierced it in his chest.

Ling Qingyu called out when he drew the knife: "Wait, don't do stupid things!" Then he rushed towards him.

It's just that her movements are not as fast as that of the man. Fortunately, when he pulled the knife, the sound made Yan San open the door and rush in, and then grabbed the man's knife holding hand with one hand.

"Go away." The man shouted at Yan San with red eyes. Then stab in harder.

"Fatmei, stop him!" Ling Qingyu called to Fatmei. Although he didn't understand why the man committed suicide, he must have only listened to Fatme's words.

"Okay, it's ugly." Fatmey said coldly.

As soon as the man let go, the knife was snatched by Yan San. Yan San saw that although he let go, his eyes were dead gray. He swept his eyes and saw what was in front of him and behind him. He frowned slightly and looked towards There was a trace of pity in his eyes.

At this moment, Yang Zhao and Ram, who heard the noise inside, also rushed in. Seeing this scene, they couldn’t help but stunned. Hearing Ling Qingyu scream to close the door, Yang Zhao retreated, and then confronted Yan Qi who had already swept in from the captain’s room. Shaking his head, shut the door.

With just a glance, Yan Qi also saw the scene inside, and stood outside the door silently.

"Rahm, you help me tell her, I don't like him, it's this man, but I like Fatmay better. I like such a powerful person to stay with her to protect her safety." Ling Qingyu said anxiously.

"Ahem, this, your Royal Highness, our master said, her love for you is much more important than this man. She hopes that there will be more powerful and loyal people around you, so that even if she is far away Besides, as long as you are safe, she will be happy.” Ram translated.

Seeing Ling Qingyu with pleading eyes and anxious expression, Fatmay's heart softened to water again when she heard these words, she squatted down and faced the man and said: "Sum, look, Klim again I pleaded for you, he was always so kind, right? Even if you kill him, he still treats you so well, then I will save you."

Fatme stood up and ordered them to put on a loincloth.

After Su Mu put on the loincloth, he bowed down to Ling Qingyu, then silently stepped back and knelt in the corner of the house.

Seeing that the man's eyes regained his look, Yan San asked Ram, "What did she say?"

Ram pulled Yan San and exited the bedroom, Fang said Fatme’s words, and then shook his head sighfully, saying: “In fact, here are mostly such masters who don’t treat servants as humans. Our master is like this, um, if you say this, the princess likes the master and it’s passed. Such a beautiful princess is with the master, ah, ah!"

He got three slaps on the head.

After playing Ram, Yan San thought for a moment. He thought that the man was unbearable, but he didn't seem to be? Could it be because Fatmay wanted to give him to Ling Qingyu?

"The master, the master! It's not good, a warship is coming!" shouted a crew member below.

Ling Qingyu was taken aback, and hurriedly walked out of the cabin to take a look at the outside terrace.

Wow! A dozen warships lined up in front of the Fengshen. Although the ships were not as big as the Fengshen, they were all equipped with horns. Soldiers holding weapons stood densely on board, and there were catapults.

"Beware!" Yang Zhao shouted, and then took the bow that He Li took.

"Aragorn! What do you want to do!" Fatmei walked leisurely to Ling Qingyu and said, her voice was not loud, but clear and moving, and passed along with the sea breeze that night.

Ling Qingyu heard the name of Aragorn and exhaled. He knew it before, so he waved to Yang Zhao and asked him to take off first, so as not to misunderstand the gun.

On the first largest warship, a figure flew up, grabbed the rope of the Fengshen, and climbed up a few times before facing Fatmay on the second floor: "Your Royal Highness, what are you doing here?"

It was a handsome man of about twenty years old with a murderous look. He was wearing a black robe with a golden belt around his waist and a white headscarf. His face was as sharp as a knife, and he was blue. His pupils looked at Fatmay coldly and warmly.

"I have become sisters with her. I came to see my sister. What's the matter with you? Are you here to question me?!" Fatme said while holding Ling Qingyu's hand.

Aragorn's eyes burst into flames, staring at the clasped hands, bowed and bowed, and said: "My dear Highness, you know Aragorn's mind."

Fatmee slowly walked down the stairs, Ling Qingyu was holding hands by her, and she felt miserable, but she could only follow her down the stairs.

When Fatmay came to her, Aragorn knelt down, kissed her toes, and said, "Your Highness, Aragorn is back."

(The eyes of the surrounding Fengshen crew dropped all over the place)

Fatme ignored him, pulled Ling Qingyu to the side, waved people back, and then beckoned Ram to come over, saying: "You tell Klim, this time you are going back. For the time being, don’t come to love Zabu for two years. I’ll wait for a few years and come back when it’s calmed down."

After listening to Ram’s translation, Fatme hugged Ling Qingyu gently and whispered in her ear: “Klim, live well in that distant country, and live well.”

Princess Fatemé left majestic as she did when she came, and the dozen warships left behind the gorgeous painting boat.

"The head of the house, the hot pot is ready, let's bring it up to eat?" The cook ran up to the deck happily. He heard that today's guest is a peerless beauty, so he deliberately showed that today's dishes are the most delicious he has ever cooked.

"Hey? What's the matter with you? Don't eat anymore?" The cook muttered when no one was paying attention to him, looking at the sea in the distance.

With the lonely figure standing on the bow of the ship, such a peerless beauty, Ling Qingyu suddenly felt a twitch in his heart and pained.

"Go, eat hot pot." Yang Zhao pulled Ling Qingyu a little, and said loudly.

"Yeah, eat hot pot and eat hot pot." The boat called as if waking up.

Back to the cabin, and calmly covered all three boxes, Ling Qingyu said to Yang Zhao: "Azhao, we will finish the delivery as soon as possible, and we will leave early."

Fatme, I hope you can live peacefully and happily. There are people around you who love you, so why let the sadness cover your eyes.