Now that she is on the cusp of a dangerous situation, she must not reveal anything she knows to others.
Lest Si Yexuan, the leader of the Huaqing faction, mistakenly think that she is a secret agent planted by the Demon Spirit Palace, and take the opportunity to punish her to vent his anger on the heroine's behalf.
When the original father slapped her in the face, she figured out that every male character who met the heroine had normal facial features and distorted outlook. As the female supporting character in the novel about cultivating immortals, she gave a warning to the heroine. Not only is it ineffective, but it can also get you into trouble.
That's not necessary.
Whoever lives or dies depends on fate. If it doesn't work, don't come to cultivate immortality.
Zhuang Ling is not a savior. She can't control everyone's life and death. What's more, saving someone for a while but not for the whole life is tantamount to laying a thunder to blow up the ancestral grave.
Tonight is just an appetizer, and the main meal should be served at dawn.
Zhuang Ling felt that the reason why Demon Spirit Palace did not search the house in a big way to find the heroine may be because Jiu Laoxian has not left yet, or it may be because it does not want to alert the Huaqing Sect.
Now Jiu Laoxian was sent away by the demon cultivators from the Demon Spirit Palace. The novel did not mention that Jiu Lao Xian appeared on the way, so he probably won't come back.
During this period, she and Lu Feixue had better seek their own blessings and not rely too much on the martial arts team that was preparing for disaster.
When tomorrow comes, no matter how many people die, it will only reveal the cruelty of the world of immortality, and all she can do is to protect herself and Lu Feixue.
Zhuang Ling reached out and hugged Lu Feixue's waist tightly, and whispered: "Lu Feixue, promise me, don't stay too far away from me!"
Considering that Lu Feixue in the novel and the original protagonist appeared on the scene when the heroine first joined the Huaqing Sect, she was worried that something would go wrong if the plot did not match up.
Lu Feixue stood beside the bed, holding her waist tightly as she sat on the bed.
"I am here"
Lu Feixue mistakenly thought that she was afraid of being robbed. He raised his hand and rubbed her hair, his stern eyebrows curved into a soft color, and he replied seriously: "I will protect you."
Zhuang Ling hummed softly, buried her head in his arms, and said nothing for a long time.
If Master Lu said this to her later in the plot, she would just hold the watermelon and watch the show.
However, this is the early stage of the plot, and it is still unclear who will protect whom.
Zhuang Ling remembered that the Demon Spirit Palace was dedicated to arresting female cultivators. She rolled her eyes and suddenly asked, "Can I wear your clothes and go to the sect?"
Lu Feixue didn't ask any more questions and just said: "I'll ask the shopkeeper to borrow some needle and thread to make it smaller for you."
Zhuang Ling looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with stars, and she admired: "That's amazing, my Feixue is great!"
Lu Feixue laughed at her, helped her lie down on the bed to rest, and helped her cover her with a quilt tightly.
Just as he was about to leave, his little girl reached out and pulled his shirt down, pressing a soft kiss to her thin lips.
It leaves at the first touch, accompanied by crisp laughter.
"Goodnight kiss"
Lu Feixue propped herself up on the bedrail, looking at the cute little girl smiling at him, and suddenly lowered her head to kiss her, gently tracing the shape of her lips.
Zhuang Ling instinctively stretched out her hands to hug his neck, but he stopped her movement.
Under her blank gaze, Lu Feixue stood up and sat on the edge of the bed, holding her small hand through her fingers.
"Lingling, I am six years older than you, and you are still ignorant. Don't do this again."
Zhuang Ling pursed her lips and looked at him aggrievedly. Should she tell her that she was actually older than him?
Forget it, it's too outrageous to say it, she'd better not cause trouble for herself.
Alas... She took advantage of Master Lu, and she will be punished by Master Lu's justice!
Zhuang Ling pulled up the quilt to cover her face and asked in a muffled voice, "Then when should I wait until I can kiss you?"
Lu Feixue's ears suddenly turned red, and he clenched his fists and coughed several times.
"Seven years later"
Ah what...seven years later?
That long?
Zhuang Ling admitted that she had been shown off, and her master Lu was too reserved!
In this comparison, she felt that she was so unreserved, unlike the girls in ancient times who were so conservative.
Although she was twenty years old before she wore the book, she was eight or nine years old after she wore the book. This is indeed the age when she should be reserved.
Even if her figure had plumped up, he would still think she was still a child.
Alas, for the sake of the physical and mental health of her family's great master, she had better wait until she is of marriageable age!
Zhuang Ling was talking about a partner for the first time and couldn't help but want to take the initiative.
However, her master Lu didn't understand Fengqing, and she couldn't say that he was doing something wrong.
If she is really the original owner's age group, she must praise her master Lu as a peerless good man!
Zhuang Ling suddenly thought of teasing him. She took her hand that was intertwined with his and put it on her face. She said with an innocent expression: "In seven years, I will be able to press you like you did on the ground... You?"
Lu Feixue's cheeks were red. He stood up with a jump, frowned and scolded: "Don't mess around, Lingling needs to rest!"
Zhuang Ling smiled and stuck out her tongue, then closed her eyes obediently and went to sleep.
Hahaha... After enough trouble, it's time to go to bed, lest she won't be able to get up tomorrow because she has to go out early to buy bows and arrows!
If she hadn't injured her knee, she would know a lot of cold weapons and hot weapons.
As the heir of the family, she has to take care of both black and white business. How could she not have two brushes to help her.
Although she is not very strong in close combat, her marksmanship is extremely accurate, and her strength is riding on horseback.
If she traveled through time in ancient novels and went hunting and competing with arrows, she would definitely bring glory to the dynasty.
When Zhuang Ling fell asleep with full confidence, Lu Feixue stood beside the bed, staring blankly at her sleeping face, and said hello coldly.
Those gentle and watery words lingered in the cool night breeze, slowly fading to silence.
…
Before the morning sun emerged, Zhuang Ling suddenly opened her eyes.
When she gently lifted the quilt, Lu Feixue, who was resting on the table, also opened his eyes.
"It's time to leave, it's still early"
When Zhuang Ling heard this, she could see his cold white face and dark circles under his eyes in the dim room. She patted the bed and waved to him, saying distressedly: "It's so cold when you sleep in there! Come here quickly, under the covers." It’s still warm, I’ve warmed up!”
Lu Feixue didn't move, her face turned from cold white to red. When she was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to say, he saw her angrily trying to get out of bed and come over.
Afraid that her injured knee would make her unstable and fall, he rushed to meet her.
As soon as Lu Feixue arrived, his little girl rushed towards him and hugged him aggressively.
"There's no one else here, and we've already been engaged, so we can sleep in the same bed!"
When Zhuang Ling hugged him who was freezing, she hated the difference between men and women in ancient times!
Who would she ask to reason with if her Lu Dashen was frozen?
Lu Feixue was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he picked up a quilt and wrapped her in it, and said seriously: "Lingling, be good, you can't sleep on the same bed when you get engaged, you have to get married!"
Zhuang Ling didn't care so much. She wanted to force him to go to bed to catch up on his sleep, but he was so stubborn that she couldn't pull him at all!
This idiot is trying to force her to use a trick!
Zhuang Ling pulled open his clothes, lowered her head and kissed his collarbone.
Lu Feixue was so shocked that she wanted to push her away, but was afraid of causing her to fall. She stood like a tree stump and compromised: "I listen to you."
Zhuang Ling stopped with satisfaction, straightened his clothes with a smile, and said proudly: "Isn't this right? You must listen to me from now on!"
Lu Feixue dared not disobey and sighed helplessly.
Sigh... His little girl is so stupid that she doesn't realize that he is taking advantage of her for nothing. She thinks she has earned it, so how can he trust her?
