Lu Ling was still in shock. She only felt that Shen Yufeng's chest was solid and warm. His hands tightly hugged her waist, as if he wanted to embed her whole body into his arms.
She could clearly feel the sound of his heartbeat, which was steady and powerful and transmitted to her heartbeat through her clothes, gradually calming her originally panicked heart.
Shen Yufeng, on the other hand, was surrounded by Lu Ling's softness and fragrance. The unique fragrance made him feel a little distraught.
He tried his best to control his impulse, but the protective desire rising from the bottom of his heart made him not want to let go.
Old Yangtou and the two boys beside him were stunned for a moment.
Lu Ling reacted, forced herself out of his arms, took a step back, knelt down in front of him with a bang, lowered her head tightly, and said loudly in a panicked voice: "My lord, please forgive me, I did not do this intentionally!"
Shen Yufeng immediately understood Lu Ling's intention.
Several servants of the Song family saw the two of them behaving so intimately. If word spread, Lu Ling might...
He regained his senses, took two steps back, looked solemn, and said in a deep voice: "I forgive you for your innocence, get up."
Lao Yangtou and others hurriedly came over to pay homage to Shen Yufeng. They were all trembling and did not dare to raise their heads.
Fortunately, King Zhao has always been a friendly prince. He waved his hand and said: "The scenery here is very beautiful. I will have dinner here tonight. You go and prepare."
When several people heard this, they were very happy.
Cooking for the prince is a blessing gained through three lives!
Old Yangtou said quickly: "I know how to cook! Let me go now!"
After saying that, he and the other two boys happily ran to another wooden house to get ready, leaving only Xiao Rong beside Lu Ling with an uneasy look on her face.
Shen Yufeng smiled slightly and said to Lu Ling, "We meet again so soon."
Lu Ling remained distant and said, "This is my wife's great fortune."
When Shen Yufeng saw Lu Ling's lowered eyebrows, the uncomfortable feeling rose again.
He couldn't help but ask: "I and you are not strangers anymore, right? Why are you so cautious when speaking?"
Lu Ling couldn't help but look up at him, then lowered his head and said, "My lord, please respect yourself."
Shen Yufeng: "..."
"If I respect myself, I'm afraid you will really lose your reputation just now."
Lu Ling was speechless for a moment.
Yes, the prince saved her again.
She couldn't help but said: "The prince's kindness to my wife is more important than Mount Tai, and I have nothing to repay. If the prince is in need in the future, my wife is willing to dedicate her life to him."
Shen Yufeng: "..."
He sighed quietly and said, "Why does this king want your life?"
"I said if."
Shen Yufeng felt unhappy and could only change the topic again.
He turned around and looked around at the wooden house and asked, "Did you buy this land?"
Lu Ling looked up at the door, nodded and said, "Exactly."
Shen Yufeng suddenly let out a chuckle, secretly saying that he and her really had a close relationship.
This thought dispelled the unhappiness in his heart.
Lu Ling couldn't help but be curious: "Why is the prince laughing?
Shen Yufeng chuckled and said nothing, then asked: "Did you buy this land to keep bees?"
he asked, looking towards the beehive at the door.
Lu Ling nodded: "Yes."
Shen Yufeng joked: "I didn't expect that in addition to the ink-making business, your family also has a beekeeping business."
"My wife keeps bees to produce beeswax as a raw material for making candles. As for the ink-making business, my brother owns it."
"Well, the Lu family's ink is indeed good." Shen Yufeng said, thinking of the two treasured ink strips that he gave to the emperor, and he felt even more regretful than before.
Lu Ling's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but ask: "Last time, the ink stick that my wife presented to the prince, was the prince satisfied with it?"
Shen Yufeng couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
However, he turned to look at Lu Ling and nodded pretending to be satisfied: "That's good ink. I like it very much."
Lu Ling felt happy, thinking that the prince recognized her as the Lu family's Mo, so their business should not be too bad.
Unfortunately……
If the prince could praise her family's Mo Tiao in front of many people, it would be equivalent to helping her family's reputation.
It's just...how could the prince help her gain fame with his golden words?
Thinking of this, she frowned with regret.
Shen Yufeng quietly caught Lu Ling's micro-expression and guessed what she was thinking.
After a while, Shen Yufeng said again: "The reason why I am here today is because this land was spotted by Jing Yu and he originally planned to acquire it as a training place for archers."
"Ah?" Lu Ling looked at him in surprise.
"I didn't expect that you would buy two-thirds of it." He smiled.
Lu Ling hurriedly lowered his head and said: "I didn't know about this in advance. I will return this place to the prince now——"
"No need." Shen Yufeng interrupted her, "Since you have already paid for the land and built a wooden house here, you don't need to pay it back. Besides, there is a large area of land around it, which is enough to be used as a training ground. .”
Lu listened to his words and was a little distracted.
She remembered that Jing Yu once told her that King Zhao was an easy person to get along with, but she didn't believe it at the time.
Now because of this matter, she believed Jing Yu's words.
King Zhao is really approachable.
Lu Ling's feeling of alienation from him inexplicably faded a bit.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." She couldn't help but smile.
Shen Yufeng looked at Lu Ling's cheek. There were two drops of Zhang Batian's blood on it, which inexplicably added a touch of beauty to her.
He turned away stiffly, coughed slightly, and asked: "It's just that I am very curious about where the best place to keep bees is, but you chose to be around the mass graves. Aren't you afraid?"
Lu Ling pursed his lips.
I can't tell her that I want to inhale Yin Qi.
She didn't want to either. She had to run here for two or three days in order to absorb the yin energy, and she was still exhausted.
But there's nothing I can do about it, there's no use smoking candles now.
Apart from the Yin energy from the mass graves, only the Yin energy from King Zhao could help her recover.
But she couldn't stay with King Zhao every day.
What kind of person does that have to be?
I heard that there are no women around King Zhao, they are all guards, eunuchs and the like. She is a woman...
Thinking of this, a bold idea suddenly flashed into Lu Ling's mind.
However, before this thought stayed in her mind for a second, she was immediately slapped away.
Who is Prince Zhao, and what is her identity? She would never dare to dream of staying by his side, not to mention that she has not reconciled with Song Wenzhou yet!
Shen Yufeng looked at Lu Ling, who was fascinated by what he was thinking, sometimes pouted, sometimes frowned, it was so real...
Somewhat cute.
He couldn't help but keep his eyes on Lu Ling's face for a few more seconds.
Lu Ling suddenly raised his head and said, "Your Majesty, you are worrying too much. I don't believe in those ghosts and gods."
Shen Yufeng was stunned for half a second, and then he remembered that he had just asked her why she wanted to buy this place.
He pretended to be indifferent and nodded: "Mrs. Ling is really different from ordinary women."
Lu Ling nodded to accept his compliment, and then said with a smile: "Your Majesty, my wife will help you cook."
As she said that, she held Xiao Rong in her arms and walked out.
Shen Yufeng wanted to stop her, but then she thought: it would be interesting to taste the food she cooked...
