Cute But Brutal Wife
Chapter 442: How Can You Read a Book Like That In Front of Me!
When Feng Ling heard this, she walked out.
Indeed, outside the door, a carriage was parked.
As he walked, some guards quickly bowed to him. “Prime.”
Then, a waiter said, “Priest, the books on this train are all kinds of civic books we found in the capital and neighboring cities. Other books will be sent to you in the next few days.”
Feng Ling did not need to ask to know what was going on. An indescribable emotion suddenly flashed across his heart.
He signals his guards. “Move those books into my workspace.”
After the guard moved all the books, Feng Ling said to the guard who sent the books, “You have worked hard.”
Then, he went to the study room.
The people sent by the king actually brought back all sorts of books.
Feng Ling read quickly. He reads books every few minutes. When he picked it up, he did not read the title. When he suddenly opened a small yellow book with illustrations, his expression was dazzling.
Coincidentally, he happened to stare at the posture in the book and thought, ‘So our ancestors also had an unhindered side to their’, when the door was suddenly pushed open.
Feng Ling turned around and stared blankly at the king, who had entered. He said dissatisfiedly, “Why don't you knock?”
The king walked over and glanced at the book in his hand. He said calmly, “I did knock. You read too seriously.”
After saying that, he walked towards her and looked down at the courtyard in his hand. His eyes became dark.
Feng Ling blinked. Only then did he remember to close the book and hide it behind his back. He quickly clarified with a red face. “You're the one who sent someone to find this.”
“Mm.” The king stretched out his long hand and walked around to pick up the book. He opened the book with a calm expression.
Feng Ling was unhappy and subconsciously called out her name again. “Jingzhou, how can you read such a book in front of me!”
The king looked at him and seemed to consider it for a moment before closing the book. “You're right. You're not fit to read a book like that yet, so I'm catching it.”
Feng Ling: “...”
Feng Ling opened her mouth, wanting to reply.
However, thinking that this person was a king with no memory of his next life, he could only snort in dissatisfaction.
The king put the book into his wide sleeve and said to him firmly, “The next books are here. I have to check it before you can read it.”
Feng Ling looked at him with her big eyes.
The king looked into his eyes and suddenly changed the subject. “Did you find something after you ground Feng Lan?”
Feng Ling opened her mouth but could not say anything.
The king frowned. Thinking that he didn't want to talk about it, he said, “You must have felt something. I'll send someone to investigate. If Feng Lan really has any unfaithful intentions towards you, I will make her disappear.”
When Feng Ling heard this, a strange feeling suddenly flashed across her heart.
Previously he had experienced these few months, the king had never doubted Feng Lan.
Could it be that .. the king already had a consciousness about Yan?
Thinking of this, Feng Ling looked at the king. His heart was beating a little too fast.
Under Feng Ling's gaze, the king's heart was burning and his throat was choked.
He reached out to cover his eyes. His voice is hoarse and dangerous. “Little Ling’er, do you know the consequences of seeing a man like this?”
With his eyes closed, Feng Ling involuntarily blinked twice in her palm.
In the next moment, the king took a deep breath and pulled her into his arms.
He said in a low voice in his ear, “Little Ling’er, don't provoke my patience. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for five months.”
Feng Ling was stunned for a moment, then her face reddened.
......................
In the next few days, as long as the books outside were sent, the king would appear in time. He first read the title of the book before letting Feng Ling read the content inside.
During this period, there were indeed several such scandal books.
Each time, the king would keep the book up his sleeve and take it with him when he left.
Every time Feng Ling saw him pick up such a book, she had the urge to ask where he was taking it.
Actually, he wanted to ask if he would read it.
But this is just a thought.
On the fifth day, Feng Ling finally saw a strange book on rebirth.
If one party remembers the past life and the present life, and the other party forgets, the book also mentions how the remembered party can evoke the other party's memory.
As he read, Feng Ling felt that something was amiss.
What should he say about this book?
It actually has the same effect as er*tism, which is making one party use their own body to wake the other.
At this point, Feng Ling suddenly glanced at the king with guilt, who had decided to only deal with the matters of the country here. He wondered if he could awaken his memory as Yan if he really did it like in a book.
Most importantly, people in this era viewed chastity as very important. If he took the initiative, who knew what he would think?
As Feng Ling looked at the king, she noticed it.
After asking that, he stood up and walked towards her.
Perhaps out of guilt, Feng Ling closed the book in her hand and said, “Nothing.”
The king's gaze turned dark. He raised his hand to take the book from her and quickly flipped through it.
“Hey, Jingzhou, return the book to me.”
As Feng Ling spoke, she wanted to snatch it.
The king was even more convinced that there was something in this book.
He lifted the book to prevent Feng Ling from picking it up and continued reading.
“Big criminals, I said there is nothing in this book!”
Feng Ling panicked and grabbed his arm. With a tap of his toe, he jumped up to snatch it.
The king removed his arm and wrapped it around his waist, fixing it in place. He said, “You feel guilty. Also.. big criminals? Mm.... who's the big villain?”
They are both too close at the moment. Feng Ling rubbed against him, and he had no mood to flip through the book anymore. However, he was very concerned about these three words.
Ling’er Little never called him a big villain with such a tone.
How could Feng Ling know what he was thinking? He reached out and covered his eyes while on his tiptoes to retrieve the book.
The king's body tilted backwards and Feng Ling fell forward.
Then, his lips pressed against his throat.
He felt the king's jakun move and felt that his breathing was much heavier than usual.
Feng Ling's mind went blank and she subconsciously wrapped her arms around her neck, not knowing what to do.
The next second, his chin lifted and a large hand pressed against the back of his head.
Her hot lips pressed down.
Not until he could barely breathe did the king let go.
Feng Ling was lying on her chest, her breathing irregular.
A stifled and hoarse voice came from above his head. “Little Ling’er, do you know who you just kissed?”
Feng Ling was stunned and did not react to his question.
Then, he said in a domineering voice, “Remember, I am your Jingzhou. Only you can call me by my name. Forget that guy named Yan.”
Feng Ling: “...”
He was actually still worried about this matter?
Feng Ling suddenly felt a headache.
This time, it was clear that the king had no intention of letting go of Feng Ling. Seeing that she did not say anything, he hugged her waist and approached her with his lips, pretending to kiss her again.
“Little Ling’er, promise me.”
Feng Ling opened her mouth but did not know how to answer.
The king's gaze turned dark.
Feng Ling sensed the changes in her body and quickly pushed her away. “You ... don't be impulsive.”
The king looked into his eyes deeply. After a while, he suppressed the anger in his body and propped his chin on his shoulder. She muttered, “Little Ling’er, I can't stand to scare you or make things difficult for you, but ... don't do anything that will disappoint me.”
If his men could figure out who that man named Yan was, he wouldn't be so impulsive.
It was because he was unable to find anything that he almost lost his temper. She was worried that she would not be able to wait for their wedding.
Feng Ling felt her irritable mood and involuntarily caressed her back. He thought for a moment and investigated, “If I say that Yan is you in the future, do you believe me?”
“I believe. I'll believe whatever you say.”
“…”
It was clear that he did not believe her!
The king had many national affairs to take care of, so he left quickly.
Feng Ling sat there in a daze for a while. In the end, he took the strange novel (the king forgot to take it) and continued reading. This time, he intentionally slowed down. Although the method to evoke memories from his previous life was embarrassing, it also gave Feng Ling some inspiration.
When Feng Ling came out of the study, the sky was already dark.
The next morning, the High Priestess sent someone to tell Feng Ling, “Priestess, High Priestess wants you to go and discuss the spring harvest ritual this year.”
Feng Ling nodded and changed her clothes before going to the High Priestess residence.
The High Priestess had injured her foundation when she saved the Grand General last time. He had recovered in the bedroom during this period of time. When he saw Feng Ling enter, he quickly waved his hand to invite her to sit down.
He said, “I can't arrange a sacrifice ceremony this year. You can set it on my behalf.”
Feng Ling had long known how to arrange a large-scale sacrificial ceremony, so she did not refuse. “Good, Master.”
Then, the two of them talked about how to organize this ritual and what needs to be done.
At this point, the High Priestess suddenly said, “Because you arranged the sacrificial ceremony, you should have a guardian protecting you.”