
The horse-drawn carriage continued forward.
Feng Ling ate a piece of cake and glanced at the king. He ate piece by piece and wondered if this person was really Yan's reincarnation before.
If he had really been Yan's reincarnation earlier, he wouldn't have known what happened in his next life at all. He will not be considered his lover.
Since she was not her lover, why did she kiss him yesterday?
And he actually didn't push it!
The more Feng Ling thought about it, the more she could not eat.
The king, who had been sitting upright, suddenly tilted his head and looked at him.
Feng Ling opened her mouth.
In the next moment, the king leaned towards him and extended a hand to his face. When he subconsciously leaned back, he wiped the corner of his lips with his thumb.
The king said, “There are cookie crumbs on your lips.”
Feng Ling: “...”
What did he want to say just now?
How could he forget everything!
“Are you thirsty?”
Feng Ling involuntarily nodded.
The king lifted the curtain and said to the person outside, “Air.”
Then he handed me a bottle of water.
Feng Ling took it and took a sip. He finally remembered what he wanted to say.
He immediately asked with a serious expression, “Do you believe in past and present lives?”
The king looked at him with deep eyes. “I believe.”
When Feng Ling heard this, she did not know what to say.
He couldn't possibly ask her if she remembered what happened in her next life, right? One sees and he knows that he has never experienced the next life.
Feng Ling suddenly had a headache.
Previously, when he used the mirror, it was said that he could find it as long as he was sincere.
What is considered sincere?
Isn't he sincere enough?
The more he thought about it, the more depressed he felt.
When the king, who was sitting at the side, saw Feng Ling's confused expression, he immediately misunderstood.
The softness in his eyes quickly disappeared. He reached out his hand and grabbed her chin, making her look at him.
“Ling’er, are you thinking about the man?”
Feng Ling looked at the king, who changed his attitude so quickly, and felt a pain in his chin. He involuntarily frowned.
Seeing him like this, the king bowed.
Feng Ling quickly raised her hand to close her mouth and warned her with her big eyes that seemed to say, “How dare you kiss me. I'll be mad.”
The king stared at his eyes for a few seconds, a dark glint quickly flashing in his eyes. Then he loosened his grip and rubbed his chin, which had been flushed red due to his strength. “Does it hurt?” he asked with a sad expression.
Feng Ling really blushed hearing these words.
In the past, he didn't feel that way. Now, as long as she stayed with him, she could find many shadows of Li Yan on her, or perhaps Li Yan had a shadow of her.
At this moment, the train suddenly stopped.
The voice of the guard commander came from outside the carriage. “Your Majesty, all the officials and servants have gathered outside the city gate.”
The king removed Feng Ling's chin and nodded. “Come go.”
“Ya.”
The horse-drawn carriage continued forward.
At this moment, Feng Ling raised the curtain to the side and glanced at the dark clouds in the west. He said, “High rain will arrive longest in two hours.”
The king immediately said to the commander, “Bring two horses.”
After a while, their train stopped.
The king said to Feng Ling, “Let's go up.”
Feng Ling nodded and the two of them got off the carriage. They each rode horses and led a group of guards, officials, and house guards as well as their servants to immediately approach the west.
Half an hour later, a large group of people arrived at the field to the west.
Most of the landowners here supplied food for the Imperial City. If this plant were to be submerged by water, it would bring great trouble to the Imperial City.
When they arrived, the farmers were already waiting in the fields with their crops.
When they saw the king and Feng Ling, they wanted to kneel and kowtow.
The king said, “No need for formality."
Then, he said to the prime minister, “Prime Minister Zuo, go and divide the land of each family. You should collect all the food within one hour.”
“Ya, King.”
“Don't waste a single seed and don't mix. It belongs to whoever it is.”
“Ya.”
The prime minister immediately sent someone.
The more people there are, the faster they can work. There are at least a few hundred acres of wheat here. After the officials split the work, their progress was astounding.
The king and Feng Ling stood there and saw everyone working.
Feng Ling glanced at the dark clouds that were getting heavier and heavier and said to the king, “This rain will last for a few days. After harvesting, they should be dried.”
“Do not worry. Farmers must have a way.”
Feng Ling felt that these words made sense, so she nodded and said nothing more.
Fortunately, they carried a lot of oil paper. The rest can also be immediately covered with oil paper.
The rain was too heavy and the oil paper umbrella could not cover everything. Many people were immediately drenched.
Feng Ling put up a barrier to protect him and the king.
Seeing that all the plants had been harvested, everyone could not help but feel happy.
Feng Ling said, “Indeed, there is strength in numbers. This way, we do not have to worry about food.”
Just as he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong.
He quickly asked, “Is there a reservoir above here?”
King nodded. “Ya, it was built in the year XX.”
“It's bad.”
Feng Ling's expression changed. He wants Phoenix to move him.
The king grabbed his wrist. “Bring me with you.”
Then, he said to the commander beside him, “Bring people to the reservoir immediately.”
After saying that, the two of them disappeared and appeared above the reservoir.
In the reservoir, a black water dragon rolled around happily.
“So you're the one causing the problem.”
The Black Flood Dragon stopped when he realized that someone was here. He looked at the two of them and wagged his tail towards them.
The waves hit towards them.
Feng Ling waved her hand and sent a huge wave back. He said to the king, “I'll handle it.”
After saying that, he tapped his toes and flew towards the water.
“Wicked Flood Dragon, how dare you make trouble here!”
Roars!
Thundering…
Feng Ling made a hand seal with her finger and threw the talisman towards the dragon.
The Black Flood Dragon stirred the water in the reservoir again. The dam will be destroyed soon. Coupled with the heavy rain, a large amount of water flowed from the dam.
Seeing this situation, Feng Ling shouted at Phoenix, “Phoenix, fire.”
The Phoenix flew in front of the Black Flood Dragon and spouted out a mouthful of fire.
Chu Luo threw out several Lightning Talismans at the same time.
It's thundering!
The roar!!
The roar!!
Looking at the Black Flood Dragon that was surrounded by flames and quickly scorched by lightning, Feng Ling turned around and returned to the shore.
However, before he could say anything, the king grabbed his wrist and jumped to the side.
Then, countless arrows landed at their feet.
“There's a killer.”
Just when Feng Ling finished speaking, dozens of black-clothed and masked people appeared in front of them and surrounded them.
Right now, it is still raining. The men in black and masked clothes were wearing bamboo hats.
Feng Ling and the king, on the other hand, were drenched.
Feng Ling did not build any more barriers and gave the king a sword. He took out a whip and the two of them started fighting with this man in black.
The king's martial arts were extremely powerful, and he killed two or three black-clothed men in just two or three moves.
Feng Ling had originally dealt with these assassins very seriously, but as she fought, she realized that she actually did not have much to do.
Wherever he went, the king would immediately come and deal with the assassins in front of him.
Feng Ling gasped from her mind and wondered if she should stand by the side and watch the show.
At this time, the king shouted, “Be careful.”
Feng Ling felt a sword aura coming from behind her and was about to dodge as her wrist was pulled and pulled to the side. Feng Ling quickly turned around and saw the tip of the sword piercing through the king's arm.
As if he did not feel it, the king said to him, “Soide.”
Then, he swung his sword towards the assassins with a murderous aura.
With swift sword movements and heavy rain, Chu Luo was barely able to see the figure before her.
As he stood there, it suddenly occurred to him: ‘Where are the people protecting the king? Why don't they come out?’
Also...why would a murderer dare to come here?
As Feng Ling's mind was filled with questions, the king's guard finally appeared.
Feng Ling: “...”
Why does he feel such a strange feeling?
Although he felt strange, he immediately walked to the king's side and saw that the blood on his arm had been washed away by the rain as soon as it appeared. He quickly formed a barrier over their heads.
“You're hurt. Let me see.”
The king extended his hand to look at him.
Feng Ling quickly rolled up her sleeves. After she rolled it over the wound, she said to him, “Hold your sleeve. Don't fall.”
The king pressed his sleeve.
Feng Ling glanced at him. The wound was deep, but there was no poison. He quickly took out a bottle of medicine and applied it to her. After applying the medicine, he used his handkerchief to bandage it. As he wrapped it up, he said, “Who exactly sent this killer? We must investigate carefully.”
The king looked at him and nodded.
Just as Feng Ling was about to withdraw her hand, she said, “As long as you are fine.”