The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

Chapter 981

Jiang Yunluo's eyes flickered for a moment, but she didn't answer.

Then she felt his fingertips move up slightly, interlocking with her own, and clenching them ambiguously.

Their fingertips were touching, as if they could feel each other's heartbeats.

She didn't speak, but Ling Fengshuo's eyes became a little deeper, and he said cautiously: "Yao'er... you still don't want to forgive me?"

Jiang Yunluo pursed her lips, but still didn't answer.

If she still cared about those things, she would definitely not look so good on him like she did now.

only……

She didn't want to get married again.

For Ling Fengshuo and everyone here, since they are in love, they naturally want to get married and have children.

But for her, this is a constraint.

It's better to be like this now. If the two of them want to be together, they can be together. If one day an irreconcilable conflict occurs, they can simply break up and have nothing to worry about.

After all, she has already experienced once how difficult it is to get divorced.

But such an idea, let alone here, even in the modern era where she came from, would not be acceptable to many people.

And called it "unfilial."

Not wanting to explain her thoughts at the moment, Jiang Yunluo met Ling Fengshuo's careful and expectant eyes, suddenly thought of something, and changed the subject.

"You know I'm going back to Beiming, right?"

The purpose of her trip was to leave Donglai territory.

If Jiang Rongyuan insists on annexing Beiming, no matter how unwilling she is, she must shoulder her responsibility to fight against Jiang Rongyuan and protect the safety of the people of Beiming.

"Of course, what's the problem?"

I don't know why she suddenly mentioned this, Ling Fengshuo looked puzzled.

Jiang Yunluo suddenly changed her face to a teasing look, and suddenly moved forward softly. Her fingertips lifted his chin frivolously, and her thin lips opened slightly——

"Since I am going back to Beiming, I want to inherit the position left by my father. No matter how high his position is in Donglai, His Royal Highness Prince Shuo is just a prince. If I become the queen in the future, Prince Shuo will ...But it’s only for the bride-in-law..."

Ling Fengshuo raised his eyebrows.

He really hadn't thought about it.

Yao'er has a special status. If she really goes back and the two countries are at war, she and Donglai will be enemies.

But he had already thought about it.

Wherever she is, there he is.

Jiang Yunluo was still waiting for his answer.

I thought I could stump him, but I didn’t expect——

"Okay."

Ling Fengshuo actually agreed!

Then he leaned forward slightly and got a little closer. His breath was intertwined with hers, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Does Yaoer plan to make this king your concubine or queen?"

At this moment, the person who couldn't answer became Jiang Yunluo.

But her face remained calm. She was stunned for a moment and then curled her lips: "Whether you are a concubine or a queen, you must wear women's clothing when you are canonized."

Ling Fengshuo remained calm and composed.

"it is good."

He agreed again, with a smile on his face: "If Yao'er agrees that I will be the only one in the harem, she will wear women's clothes to show you, it's not impossible..."

Jiang Yunluo: "..."

He really dares to agree to anything!

Wasn't it obvious that he was a straight man before?

It seemed that she couldn't defeat someone today. Jiang Yunluo stood up suddenly, ended the ambiguous atmosphere between the two of them neatly, and took the medicine bowl next to her.

"You're poor now. Take medicine and it won't be hot anymore."

Ling Fengshuo did not refuse this time and took it obediently. He downed the bowl of miserable soup in two or three mouthfuls.

Then he put down the bowl and grabbed the corner of Jiang Yunluo's clothes, frowning: "This soup is really too bitter. My body has already recovered, so I won't need it starting tomorrow..."

"No."

Jiang Yunluo gave no room for negotiation.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Fengshuo was heard bargaining: "After drinking the medicine, you should have a piece of candy..."

"No."

Jiang Yunluo looked at him amusedly: "Ling Fengshuo, when did you regress to three years old? No matter how serious the injury is, you can still get out of bed in three days? Why now... um!"

A force suddenly pulled her towards the bed, and she lay in Ling Fengshuo's arms.

"What else?"

She made a serious face on purpose.

A helpless smile flashed across his eyes.

The next moment-

Ling Fengshuo's answer was to cover the lips that Caixiao had been thinking about for a long time.

Having long been accustomed to his kiss and breath, Jiang Yunluo did not push away. Perhaps because she had just joked about letting Ling Fengshuo "marry" her, there was actually a bit of competition in her eyes.

With a stumble of his long legs, Ling Fengshuo's original dominant position turned into being pinned down by Jiang Yunluo.

As soon as his eyes darkened, Ling Fengshuo's breath became confused for a moment.

The fingertips that were originally intertwined with hers also slowly traced along the wrist to her arm, wrapped around her waist, and then slowly downward along the attractive waistline...

at this time--

"My lord!"

Mo Ying's voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

Jiang Yunluo was startled, and she bit Ling Fengshuo's lower lip hard without paying attention!

"hiss……"

Ling Fengshuo took a deep breath, and his sharp gaze suddenly shot out the door like a tangible sharp arrow!

Mo Ying seemed to notice it and subconsciously took half a step back.

But he still reported: "Your Majesty, these are letters from various ministries."

Jiang Yunluo had already stood up. After hearing that it was important, Ling Fengshuo coughed lightly and said seriously: "Come in."

Mo Ying quickly opened the door and walked in.

Just as he was about to speak, Ling Fengshuo choked.

Why is the prince's mouth bleeding?

"Say."

Ling Fengshuo almost had the word "displeasure" written on his face. He casually rubbed his lips with his fingertips, and the tip of his tongue touched a bit of the smell of blood. Thinking of Jiang Yunluo's active attitude just now, his heart jumped up and down like a cat.

Then I heard Mo Ying say in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the various ministries have sent letters saying that they have not received any news from Black Eagle. Since that day, Your Majesty asked Black Eagle to go find General Chen to ask about the horse bandits, and he has never contacted him again. Not on."

If the black hawk didn't come back, he would feel uneasy.

If not, he wouldn't have had the guts to come in and explain the matter even though he knew he was disturbing Jiang Yunluo and Ling Fengshuo.

The air froze for a moment.

Jiang Yunluo was adjusting her breath with her back to Mo Ying, but she turned around when she heard the sound.

"How long has it been since Black Hawk lost contact?"

Mo Ying replied: "It has been almost half a month since the day I left. I was wondering if General Chen would have discovered me. Now..."

"Chen Zheng will not hold my king's people hostage."

Ling Fengshuo interrupted Mo Ying.

When Black Eagle goes to the camp, he will definitely take advantage of the dead of night when he can only see Chen Zheng.

He also knew Chen Zheng well.

Even if he had received a secret order from the court, he could not say anything. If he saw Black Eagle, he would at best drive him away and warn him not to come back again.

You will never detain someone without saying anything.

But he won't...

"He won't, but others may not."

Jiang Yunluo directly explained what Ling Fengshuo was thinking.