Chapter 607 Encountering Ling Furong 1
Xiaoxia said softly: "Keep your voice down. The girl is not happy to hear it."

Just as he was speaking, there was a long hiss in front of him, Xue Ling reined in the horse, and the steed raised its two front hooves, almost missing a person.

Xue Ling narrowed her eyes, it was——it was Duke Wei's second lady, Ling Furong!
Three years have passed, and Second Miss Ling has not changed much.

She was already 16 years old at the time, and she was not too young for the high-class ladies.

Three years later, Xue Ling discovered that her "old acquaintance" was still dressed as a girl.

Ling Furong is nineteen!
For the Qingchi Dynasty, at the age of 19, she is already an "advanced" unmarried girl!
Compared with three years ago, Ling Furong's figure is taller and fuller.

The arrogance on his face has not diminished, and it has become a little more gaudy. He is dressed up and dressed up, but at first glance, he looks like the type with no ink in his chest!

However, looking at it now, Ling Furong seemed rather embarrassed.

The hairpin on the head is about to fall off.

"Miss Ling Er, why are you so shameless?" A male duck's voice came from behind.

Xue Ling frowned.She had heard this voice before.

It was after she entered the Royal Academy on the first day that she tried to prick her with an iron needle, but she was seriously injured by the iron needle. Wang Dashao's half-brother, Wang Renhuai!

Three years later, Wang Renhuai really became more and more perverted.

However, Ling Furong was four years older than him, so couldn't she handle Wang Renhuai?

Ling Furong's expression changed when she heard that voice: "Second Young Master Wang, I...I really drank too much today."

drink too much?Xue Ling frowned.Has Ling Furong learned to drink too much?

"Drink too much?" Wang Renhuai flashed out from a corner of the street. A 15-year-old boy, born like a thin monkey, with a wretched face, "Master, I haven't had a good time yet, so you said I drank too much?"

Ling Furong backed up again and again, all the way back to Xue Ling's horse's neck.

Xue Ling frowned.Ling Furong, no wonder your father doesn't like you.After all, you are the daughter of the hereditary Duke of Wei.He is just a bastard of Shangshu.What are you afraid of?

Wang Renhuai stepped forward and grabbed Ling Furong's wrist: "Second Miss Ling, are you too shameless? If I want to tell your father about this, what will he do?"

Ling Furong's complexion changed drastically.

This issue?

Ling Furong, an idiot, what made Wang Renhuai, a bastard, take advantage of his weakness?
Xue Ling was already too lazy to watch the show.After three years, she no longer has the childlike nature of a 12-year-old girl who likes to have fun.As soon as the rein was lifted, the horse took a few steps forward unceremoniously.

The Second Young Master Wang was so frightened that he hurriedly pushed Ling Furong Wangxueling's side, then turned around and ran away.

Xue Ling was furious.Wang Renhuai was really bad.He pushed Ling Furong under his horse's hooves, clearly wanting to use Ling Furong to block the horse, but also wanting his own horse to step on Ling Furong.

If Ling Furong is injured, she will definitely be held accountable, and it has nothing to do with him, the Second Young Master Wang~!
Thinking of this, Xue Ling was furious, and lifted the rein unceremoniously.She herself is very good at riding, so the horse took advantage of her strength, raised its front hooves, and crossed Ling Furong's head.

Ling Furong screamed and fell to the ground, rolling and crawling away.

Xue Ling's horse's front hooves landed first, and it was very accurate, hitting the shoulder of Second Young Master Wang.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Xue Ling's mouth.

She heard a crisp bone "click".Wang Ershao let out a cry that was more terrifying than Ling Furong's, fell to the ground, and rolled around.

(End of this chapter)

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