There are always sick girls with ill intentions towards me

If she said too much, it would be considered as presumptuous.

Just as she hurriedly left the hall, the queen's voice came again from behind her.

"Wait a moment."

Chen Duling paused, thinking that the Queen had thought it through and changed her mind.

After all, even if he wanted to go back to the prime minister's residence to visit his relatives, there were still many things to prepare.

His Majesty has not given his approval, and the Prime Minister's Office has not notified us either.

On impulse, he decided to go back home to visit his relatives today.

She really didn't understand why the Queen became so careless after meeting Li Lingge.

"What else does the Queen want to say?"

Shen Fengyi looked at the empty fruit plate on the table.

"Next time, ask them to send some greener bananas."

Chen Duling: ???

Although she didn't know why the banana was suddenly mentioned, she reacted quickly.

"Empress, if it's not fully cooked, it will taste astringent."

Shen Fengyi responded and said calmly.

"I like astringent ones because they are hard."

……

Prince Wei's Palace.

After Li Lingge got on the carriage, he waved out the window.

Soon, a graceful figure got into the carriage.

Di Ying was holding a string of candied haws in her hand and tilted her head to look at Li Lingge.

Usually, she hid in the dark and followed Li Lingge's car frame.

She will only appear when she is needed.

Seeing the candied haws in her hand, Li Lingge held his forehead and said.

"You usually hide in the dark just to eat candied haws?"

One is Qinghuan who loves to eat eight-treasure bag chicken, and the other is Diying who loves to eat candied haws. They are both foodies.

Di Ying stuck out her tongue and gently licked the crystal coating of the candied haws.

Then he pointed at Liu Quan outside the car and gestured with one hand: He bought it for me.

Without waiting for Li Lingge to speak, she asked: Can you continue writing Dream of the Red Chamber when you go back?

Seeing how impatient she was, Li Lingge nodded.

"I'll write it to you when I get back."

As he said that, he took out the bottle of vitamin C rewarded by the system. It was obviously a reward for Di Ying, and it happened to be given in his hands.

"For you."

When Di Ying saw the vitamin C that he hadn't taken for three years, his eyes suddenly brightened.

Her throat rolled as she took the bottle of vitamin C.

The candied haws in his hand didn’t seem sweet anymore, so he opened the bottle skillfully and put two into his mouth.

Feel the vitamin tablet slowly dissolving in your mouth and the rich orange juice filling your taste buds.

She narrowed her eyes in satisfaction, and then stared at Li Lingge closely.

As if she had made some kind of decision in her heart, she pounced on him and left a light red lip mark on Li Lingge's cheek.

Li Lingge's eyes widened. It was the first time he saw this foodie being so proactive.

However, because of a bottle of vitamin C, he inexplicably felt a sense of frustration.

"A bottle of this in exchange for a kiss from you?"

Di Ying blinked and looked at the full bottle of vitamin C in her hand, thinking that Li Lingge thought it was not enough.

She was a little hesitant in her heart, and hesitated for just a moment.

The next moment, her lips blocked Li Lingge's mouth.

Li Lingge's pupils shrank and his back hit the car directly.

Li Lingge's original intention was for a bottle of vitamins, which made this first kiss seem too worthless.

Apparently, Di Ying misunderstood his meaning and felt that a kiss on the cheek was not enough.

The lips touched, and then separated.

Di Ying: No more.

Then, the figure disappeared in a flash.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 150: Lingxi grinds ink, Su Wanwan cleans her ears [Chapter 147, which was sealed during the day, has been released]

Li Lingge smacked his lips. It tasted like orange and was indeed very sweet.

The Seven Star Sword trembled slightly, and Lingxi, who witnessed everything, was trembling all over.

He slapped the Seven Star Sword and was suddenly amused by the crazy sword spirit.

His life didn't have that many audiences, but Lingxi witnessed everything.

Sister-in-law, Lin Yao, Qiu Yuebai, Di Ying... Lingxi's shadow is everywhere.

Fortunately, he was not allowed to wear a sword when entering the palace, otherwise if Lingxi knew that he and the queen had such exciting fun, her spiritual body would probably be so excited that it would collapse.

"Come out."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lingxi showed up impatiently.

She knelt in front of Li Linggegen, looking expectant.

"I want too."

Li Lingge rolled his eyes and then sat cross-legged.

"A maid is only fit to cool her master down."

Outside the car, Liu Quan glanced back slightly and muttered.

"This carriage needs repairing. It shakes too much."

……

Prince Wei's Palace.

Lingxi, who had eaten and drunk her fill, stood aside grinding in a maid outfit.

She likes her current life very much, as she can stay by Li Lingge's side every day with peace of mind.

In fact, she is not that greedy.

But God still seems to favor her.

Among those women who were interested in Li Lingge, none of them spent as much time with their master as she did.

Even Di Ying, who is a personal bodyguard, will be surpassed by her in the future.

After all, she is now a maid, a bed warmer, and a sword spirit, and she has many roles to play.

Oh, by the way, she can also perform the job function of personal bodyguard.

Come to think of it, Di Ying seemed to be completely replaceable by her.

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

"Li Lingge is really capable!"

Li Lingge fiddled with the exquisite dice and turned to look at Lingxi.

"It's time to add water. What are you doing there?"

Lingxi's body shook, and her pair of long and beautiful legs couldn't help but move closer together.

Only then did she notice that she had been lost in thought just now and the clear water in the inkstone had been used up by the ink stick.

Grinding is a matter that tests your patience, and you usually can't add too much water at once.

First add three to five drops of clean water, and then slowly grind the ink stick vertically.

The ink is considered to be well ground only when the ink and water blend together and become semi-colloidal.

Then add three to five drops of water and continue grinding, and repeat this process.

Li Lingge put the tip of the pen to absorb the thicker ink he had ground, then picked up the pen and wrote a few words, ignoring the crazy sword spirit beside him who was thinking about some strange things.

The next moment, Lingxi clenched the inkstone with both hands and took it off the table.

She placed the best Duan inkstone on the ground.

Lingxi's cheeks were flushed and her eyes were misty.

Her breathing became more and more rapid, and out of control, she suddenly added more water to the inkstone.

At this moment, Li Lingge, who was concentrating on writing the manuscript, did not notice what was happening around him.

Until the ink became lighter, he habitually raised his hand to dip it in ink without even turning his head to look, let alone knowing that the ink in the inkstone was no longer ground with clean water.

At this time, Lingxi had already ground the ink again.

He stood aside excitedly, staring at Li Lingge's writing without blinking.

He clenched the ink stick tighter and tighter, and his eyes gradually turned into pink heart shapes.

In the room, you can hear a needle drop.

All that could be heard was the subtle grinding sound of the ink stick and the inkstone, and Lingxi's increasingly heavy breathing.

Relying on memory recall, Li Lingge didn't need to think about it at all and wrote very quickly.

At this rate, he felt he could update 20,000 words a day.

When a person is immersed in something, time will pass by like a white horse.

Before I knew it, the sun had set.

He was so absorbed in the activity that he even forgot to eat.

Lingxi, who was standing next to her, seemed to be dehydrated and was somewhat unsteady on her feet beside the table.

Li Lingge stretched, and his bones made a crackling sound.

After finishing the manuscript, I felt hungry.

"Liu Quan!"

"Your Majesty."

Liu Quan first responded from a distance, and then quickly ran into the study.

"Does Your Majesty want to have dinner?"

Li Lingge nodded.

"Bring the food right here, and a jug of wine."

He handed over the manuscript he had just written.

"Yes, give this to Di Ying."

When Liu Quan saw the familiar manuscript, his eyes lit up. The prince was his God of Wealth!

He took the manuscript with both hands, his face full of smiles.

"I'll ask the kitchen to prepare it right away."