One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Qiao Yi followed Ling Qiong's instructions and invited those two to the small black room, and then invited the others.

A group of young masters were terrified and their scalps were numb.

Those crawling little things in there are just horrible.

The rumors outside were indeed true.

The national teacher is cruel and poisonous.

It's just a joke, it's so annoying.

…

Ling Qiong brought Feng Lingshu back to the room, and sat him down, "What are you going out with them? Are your feet all right?"

Feng Lingshu put his hands in front of him, and his expression improved a little.

He pursed his lips and remained silent for a while.

Ling Qiong took out the cakes she bought earlier, "Here, I bought them for you."

Feng Lingshu didn't resist as before, and accepted it obediently, "Thank you."

Ling Qiong touched his head: "Next time someone tells you to go out, don't go out, they are not good people."

Feng Lingshu: "..."

"You also think I'm not a good person, right?" Ling Qiong seemed to know what he was thinking, and helped him speak out.

Feng Lingshu: "..."

Can he be a good person if he is imprisoned here?

Feng Lingshu summoned up his courage and raised his head, "Can you let me go?"

"Let you go?"

Feng Lingshu seemed to have used a lot of courage to say this.

Ling Qiong's unclear rhetorical question scared him so much that he dared not speak again.

Lingqiong: "Why should I let you go? Tell me a reason."

Feng Lingshu summoned up his courage again, "I...I don't like you."

"It doesn't matter whether you like me or not. You were given by His Majesty. I can't lose you, or my head will be lost." Lingqiong moved Her Majesty out as a shield.

Feng Lingshu's pupils widened slightly.

He was in a coma when he was sent, and he probably didn't know how he got here.

The first person you see is the original owner.

He naturally thought that the original owner had tied him up.

"It's not you..."

"I don't have the habit of tying people up." Ling Qiong said: "You stay here first, don't worry, I won't do anything to you. If you leave, I won't be able to protect my head. You probably don't want to lose someone for nothing. Life?"

Feng Lingshu: "..."

Ling Qiong relied on Feng Lingshu to look a little silly, but he was able to fool him.

Of course Feng Lingshu didn't want people to lose their heads because of him.

Finally, holding the snack, I didn't make a sound for a long time.

Ling Qiong added another sentence, giving him hope: "I will find a way to send you away when the time is right."

Feng Lingshu raised his eyes: "Really?"

"En." Ling Qiong nodded the table: "But before that, you'd better listen to me."

Feng Lingshu weighed it up and nodded.

During this time, she really didn't hurt herself, and she didn't force her to do anything.

Maybe she really isn't such a bad person.

And he felt...she was different from before.

Before, when she looked at herself, she always seemed to be dazed, not like she was looking at him.

Occasionally, there are some strange emotions in the eyes, which makes him afraid.

But the way she looks at him now is always soft and soft, not annoying.

…

Ling Qiong put all the blame on Her Majesty the Empress, cleaned herself up, and soon coaxed Feng Lingshu to change her mind.

Even eating with her is not as restrained as before, and even offered to serve her meals.

This is a progress!

One small step today, one giant leap tomorrow!

At this time, Her Majesty the Empress, who was conscientiously criticizing the papers, did not know the good deeds her little sister had done.

Of course, this person was originally sent by her, so it's not considered a blame.

…

"My lord, this is what you asked me to collect the Second Young Master for all these years."

Qiao Yi gave Ling Qiong a thick booklet with both hands.

"So thick?" Ling Qiong said she was frightened.

"..."

Qiao Yi didn't know what expression to put on, so she just kept a dumb face, it was so thick.

This is still the premise that there are many small things that have not been written.

If everything is written, I am afraid it will be more than this thick.

Ling Qiong casually flipped over, the corner of her mouth twitching uncontrollably: "He's quite capable."

"..."

I don't know if I should talk or not, so keep silent.

Ling Qiong closed the booklet: "Go and call my father over."

"yes."

Father Qiao came back from nowhere, his body smelled of alcohol, his cheeks were flushed, "Fan Zhi, are you looking for father?"

Lingqiong was speechless: "You drink in broad daylight?" How could there be someone more prodigal than her.

Father Qiao waved his hand and repeatedly denied: "I didn't drink, I didn't drink."

"That's because my nose is wrong?" Such a big smell of alcohol, how can I lie to ghosts?

"belch……"

Father Qiao hiccupped, not daring to say that Lingqiong had a nose problem, so he could only stick out two fingers, "I just had two drinks, just two."

Although Father Qiao smelled of alcohol, he still looked sober.

Ling Qiong didn't bother to care about him, and asked Qiao Yi to hand over the booklet to Father Qiao.

"This... hiccup... what is this?"

"See for yourself."

Father Qiao looked at Lingqiong, then at the booklet in his hand, staggered to the side, sat down, and opened the booklet.

The things recorded in the booklet have obviously exceeded Joe's expectations.

"this……"

"Didn't father hear these things outside?"

"belch……"

Father Qiao must have heard of it.

But he indulged in pleasure all day long, so he didn't have the mood to care about it.

Even if I think about it, it's just for Second Aunt to teach me.

"At a very young age, I used the name of the National Teacher's Mansion to act mischievously outside and damage the reputation of the National Teacher's Mansion. Now Your Majesty trusts me, but what if one day you don't trust me?"

Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger, Father Qiao certainly understands this truth.

When Ling Qiong said this, Father Qiao's brain, which had been eroded by alcohol, became much clearer.

Ling Qiong propped her chin, "How do you think this matter should be handled?"

"This..." Father Qiao was at a loss in his heart, and finally gritted his teeth, "This bastard is becoming more and more disobedient, Fanzhi, you say, you can do whatever you want."

Ling Qiong smiled slightly, "That's what my father said."

Father Qiao: "Hey, I said so. You are a sister, and you should educate him!"

"Go and call Qiao Yu over."

…

"Second young master, you can't go out."

The thirteen-four boy, with hostility in his brows and eyes, pushed away the nanny who was blocking the way, and tried to leave the room.

"Oh, Second Young Master..."

The nanny was pushed to the ground, instead of stopping, Qiao Yu kicked her.

"Old man, who told you to meddle in my young master, meddle in my own business!"

The nanny reached out and grabbed Qiao Yu's trouser legs, begging bitterly, "Second young master, Madam said you can't go out. If Madam knows, I will definitely blame the old slave."

"I can go out if I want to." Qiao Yu was not polite at all, and her tone was extremely arrogant.

How long has he been locked up here?

If he doesn't go out, he will go crazy.

Qiao Yu broke away from the nanny and strode out of the courtyard.

The courtyard door opened, and the people outside were about to push the door, and bumped into Qiao Yu.

Seeing the people outside, Qiao Yu's expression became slightly restrained.

"Second young master, my lord pleases."

Qiao Yu grinned, "What did she call me for?"

Qiao Yi: "You will know when you go."