Evil Millet Bug: Nine-year-old Concubine

Chapter 35

If it is different, Shang Yan is gentle and elegant, thanks to Shang Zhantian's gift, his physical condition is weak and broken, but Meng Lingkuang is indifferent and cold, and has the spirit of not being angry but majestic.

One is a handsome young man who is frail and sickly, and the other is the mysterious and unpredictable owner of Misty Villa. Who can connect these two people?
The little guy on the bed turned over, his eyebrows gradually relaxed, and he slept more peacefully.

After simply wrapping the wound a few times, Meng Lingkuang sat quietly beside Shang Mo, and after several breath adjustments, his face gradually recovered some blood. These years, his body has indeed endured too much load.

"Fenghua welcomes the master." A soft and gentle voice suddenly sounded outside the door, respectful and calm.

Meng Lingkuang's dark eyes narrowed, the mask he had put on again, the sleeve robe swept away, and the door suddenly opened slowly.

Outside the door, the green clothes are elegant, the skin is like creamy fat, the blue silk is like silk, her figure is slender and exquisite, and her eyebrows are like distant Dai. It is said that she has outstanding temperament, but she is charming and charming in every frown and smile. Zhao Fenghua is worthy of being famous all over the world The most beautiful woman in the world, she is more beautiful than a flower when she goes in and out of the dusty land, but no one can think that such a dusty woman is actually from Misty Villa.

At this time, Zhao Fenghua seemed to have lost his usual enchanting charm, and bowed respectfully to the handsome young man in white, but that man who had always been indifferent and distant seemed to have become an unattainable god in her heart, clearly so close to his master, but But he will never be able to grasp the master's mind, all his warmth is hidden with that cold mask, which makes people feel reverence and fear.

Looking away from the corner of his eyes, Zhao Fenghua saw the cute young master sleeping on the master's bed, and couldn't help but lower his head and smile slightly, and then asked respectfully: "I don't know what orders the master has."

If there were no instructions to his subordinates, the master would not have returned to Misty Villa.

Meng Lingkuang stood with his hands folded, walked out of the pavilion, and faced the turbulent waterfall with light mist. And indifferent, indifferent and frivolous, but the body under the white shirt is stretched like a string, and the black eyes under the mask are full of mist.

"Qi Zong's people have appeared, you send someone to keep an eye on them."

"Yes." Zhao Fenghua nodded: "Young master in the house, do you want to send someone to protect him?"

Meng Lingkuang paused slightly, and flicked his sleeves: "Send her back to the Shang Mansion tonight, go."

"Shangfu?" Zhao Fenghua obviously didn't expect that the young master was from the Shangfu, he was stunned for a while, and finally took his orders and walked towards the little guy in the house.

Shang Mo, who was asleep, vaguely felt that he was in a fairyland, the breeze carried the fragrance of flowers, every inch of air was refreshing, and the sound of waterfalls could be heard in his ears.

The little guy slightly raised the corners of his lips, and his eyebrows gradually relaxed. He was about to continue to explore this fairyland in his dream, when suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and his sleepy consciousness instantly became a little clearer. The eyes that were as clear as glass opened suddenly, and I felt that everything in the world was suddenly enlightened, and my whole body was full of spiritual energy, as if I had stepped into a new realm.

After a good night's sleep, I felt refreshed.

Turning over and sitting up, Shang Mo blinked his eyes twinkling like stars in the dark night, and was about to look at the environment he was in. Suddenly, a low and faint voice not far from the door attracted Shang Mo's attention, and he tilted his head slightly. Contemplating, Shang Mo narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, Shrewd Huaze flashed by, she quietly jumped out of the bed, and approached quietly with her bare feet.

Before the person approached, the quiet moonlight spread out in the mist of the waterfall, and a handsome figure stood with his back to her, his clothes were blown up by the wind, and his long black hair was occasionally blown by the wind. The flamboyant, thin back gives people an inexplicable psychedelic feeling, as if it is incarnated from moonlight water mist, and if you get closer, it will suddenly disappear in front of your eyes.

Before his eyes were completely removed from the elegant and indifferent white figure, a graceful woman in green shirt suddenly came into Shang Mo's sight. The woman was as beautiful as a nine-day fairy. I don't know the woman's appearance, but at this moment, the woman suddenly turned around and seemed to be walking towards her. Shang Mo was just about to catch a glimpse of her face...

Zhao Fenghua was just about to take a look at the sleeping young master who was brought back by his master, but before he turned around completely, his seductive eyes narrowed suddenly, and he saw the sneaky young man hiding behind the door. Little guy, Zhao Fenghua couldn't help but smirked and raised the corners of his lips, but he turned his feet and jumped up.

Shang Mo let out a cry of disappointment, he hasn't seen the beauty yet!If it wasn't for the cyan figure flashing past in front of his eyes, Shang Mo would really have suspected that the woman had disappeared out of thin air.

"Sneaky hiding there, come out."

The dark eyes under Meng Lingkuang's mask lightly retracted the coldness just now, and his eyes were slightly retracted. He had already noticed the little thing that was approaching quietly but made no sound, so he couldn't help shaking his head amusedly. greasy.

Seeing that he was discovered, Shang Mo didn't hide anymore. He yawned lazily, rubbed the corners of his eyes without changing his face, and came out as if he had just woken up. Now he took a closer look at the environment he was in. There is actually a huge waterfall behind, and the place is actually hanging high in the middle of the green lake. The terrain is so high that people almost think that he is in a palace in the sky. Shang Mo jumped up in fright and rubbed himself excitedly Eyes: "I'm not dreaming!"

Seeing the startled look of this little guy, Meng Ling smiled lightly and raised the corners of his lips: "Aren't you dreaming, Misty Realm, do you still like it?"

I saw that handsome young man in white clothes, bathed in the quiet moonlight, even the cold mask looked much warmer, and the deep pool-like black eyes under the mask looked at her with a faint smile, and Shang Mo's gaze suddenly stopped. But only at Meng Lingkuang's arm, which was obviously roughly bandaged but still oozing a little scarlet, Shang Mo's eyes sank, with a hint of anger, he walked towards Meng Lingkuang sullenly: "That old guy who is so angry with Dad actually let Lingkuang My brother is injured, I will never spare him, next time I will definitely beat him to the ground!"

Meng Lingkuang looked at Shang Mo's upright look, and shook his head amusingly. This little thing dares to provoke anyone, and he is really fearless. Fortunately, he still knows how to restrain himself. Can't become the devil of the world?
"I've decided!" Shang Mo suddenly chuckled, with a cunning flash in his eyes, he slapped his chest in awe-inspiring manner, his eyes were firm and gleaming: "Brother Lingkuang was injured because of me, I also want to protect Brother Lingkuang , as Brother Lingkuang's personal bodyguard, I will never let anyone do harm to Brother Lingkuang."

(End of this chapter)