: Wonderful

When Mr. Guan heard someone called Lian'er again, he couldn't help but feel very happy. Since he saw Ma Lian'er at Changting last month, Mr. Guan suddenly felt like he was a god. From then on, he often ran from the north to the south of the city to see her. Later, he found out that the girl had no father or mother and was now living in her uncle's house. He felt that the future was bright, so he simply sent her pregnant wife back to her parents' home to take care of her, and was determined to pursue a beautiful woman.

Among the disciples who were obsessed with Changting Restaurant and were looking forward to seeing the beauty of the beauty, Mr. Guan was the most active and encountered the most nails. Naturally, he knew the power of this willful beauty.

But although this rose is thorny, even Bo Chen looks so delicious when he is angry that he is so charming that he is so indifferent and infatuated. Now seeing this beauty is angry, I don’t know which pervert is going to be in trouble. Maybe one competitor will be reduced from now on. How can Mr. Guan not be overjoyed?

Sure enough, Miss Ma's anger today was very different from the past. Her eyes were wide open, and her circles were red in anger, but the black eyes were getting brighter, as if... it seemed that she was so angry that she burst out from tears, which made him feel very distressed.

Yang Ling was also looking at Ma Lian'er in a daze. Her slender and tall figure was still so charming. Her light green clothes were like green leaves, making her pretty face look like a white lily, fresh and lively, and flawless.

The girl changed her age, and she became more beautiful in just half a year. She was as beautiful as a fairy. If she was the first time she had peach buds blooming, and now her fresh petals were filled with water, revealing a touch of redness, but she was a little more elegant and mature than before. Her beautiful and white face was full of infatuation and tenderness. Is this the girl who was riding on the streets and laughing loudly?

Yang Ling wanted to see her, but was afraid of seeing her. The reserve that she wanted to show off was suddenly like a snow lion encountering fire in front of Tingting Yanyan Lian'er. He turned into gurgling water. He took another step forward impulsively and called out softly: "Liang'er..."

The opportunity to stand out for the beauty has come. Mr. Guan took a step forward, opened and closed the golden fan, and knocked on Yang Ling's shoulder, and said in a very elegant manner: "Brother, is Miss Ma's name called by someone else casually? Please respect yourself!"

"Who are you?" Yang Ling asked, still looking at Lian'er. Her little mouth was flattened, as if she was about to cry, which made Yang Ling's heart weak. Some women are really born with a look that I feel pity for me, and they feel distressed when they see them.

Mr. Guan thrust his waist, spread his small fan on the ground and covered his chest, and said proudly: "My name is Guan, his name is Guan, Guan Guan Ju Jujiu, and he is in the Guan of the River Island."

Liu Biao heard Ma Ang talk about Ma Lian'er. At this time, he saw that the girl was still as beautiful as the wife and concubine of the third wife of the factory governor, and she looked like she was in love with Lord Yang. How could she not guess the identity of the two? He winked at Zheng Baihu, one left and one right. He stepped forward and took the young master Guan Guan and walked out the door without touching the ground. Liu Biao smiled in a gentle smile: "Brother Guan Guan, it's been a long time since we saw each other. Come on, let's go out to talk."

"Hey, don't make friends with me. Who are you? I don't recognize you. Let me tell you, my father is Lord Jinling Guardian!"

Zheng Baihu's laughter came from outside the door: "That's a coincidence. We had just had a drink with Lord Guan this morning. Let's take a walk and find a bigger place and let's have another two drinks."

Ma Lian'er bit her lip and greeted a guy, "Xiaoqi, look at the counter."

Who is the waiter who is observing the world and listening to all directions? Xiaoqi saw that the relationship between the two was unusual. The young master did not look like a disciple who came to harass her. He hurriedly greeted her obediently.

Ma Lian'er lowered her eyes, turned around and took a towel and wiped her fingers. Then she turned around and walked towards the back door with the curtain hanging on it. Yang Ling raised her hand, but let it go blankly. She said in her heart: "Lian'er blamed me for not telling her about it for so long?"

Ma Lianer walked slowly, her slender waist twisting gently, and the slight and moving rhythm was the annoying spring breeze gently blew the willow branches, and Yang Ling's eyes couldn't help but follow the past.

Ma Lian'er walked to the door, lifted the curtain with one hand, and suddenly bit her lips and looked back. The wind passing by blew a few strands of soft hair, passing by her white and smooth cheeks, and the starry eyes were like silk hair.

Yang Ling let out a sigh and followed involuntarily. Behind the door was a long corridor. When you walked through it, there was a green field behind the house. The short fences were tied into a small yard, and a few leisurely chickens and ducks were wandering in the courtyard.

Ma Lian'er stood beneath a lotus tree, and her body was charming everywhere, snatching the beauty of red flowers all over the tree.

Yang Ling took a deep breath. With his knowledge and familiarity with Lian'er, his heart was still shaken whenever he saw his beauty and could not control himself. This girl could really be called a peerless beauty.

He walked over gently, and a gust of wind came, the tree head shook his head, and several red flowers as big as bowls fell to the ground. Ma Lian'er held the Luo skirt and squatted down to pick it up, holding it on her slender white palm.

After looking at her for a while, she sighed softly and said, "I...you have received the letter I asked Brother Han to give you?"

"Yeah!" Yang Ling nodded heavily.

Ma Lian'er said again: "I heard... the emperor gave you two concubines, aren't you beautiful?"

"Yeah!...uh...but, it's not as beautiful as you," Yang Ling said embarrassedly.

"How could it be? The emperor gave it, but the emperor gave it is not enough for you to be stinky?"

"Haha...", this sentence was a sentence Yang Ling taught her when he was telling her "A Chinese Odyssey". When she heard her say it again, it seemed that she suddenly returned to that winter night. The two of them snuggled up unrestrainedly. A warm current surged in his heart. The barriers and unfamiliarity caused by psychological obstacles were swept away, and she couldn't help but chuckle out loud.

Ma Lian'er didn't laugh, Yang Ling's laughter didn't stop, and she suddenly said, "You have been to Suzhou in Jiangnan, have you?"

"Well, I've been to, visited a few places."

"Suzhou is not far from Jinling, right? Lord Yang."

"Uh..." Yang Ling suddenly felt a little hot and sweaty on his forehead.

Ma Lian'er slowly raised her head, her beautiful big eyes narrowed slightly: "You came to Jinling to bring a beautiful girl. Could it be that she bought it in Suhang? Suhang is a beautiful girl."

Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said, "She is my doctor and treats me." No woman around him dares to speak directly to him, you, me and me, except Ma Lian'er.

Maybe this was a habit she developed outside the border, but Yang Ling was very kind and always felt like she was bathing in spring breeze, but she was so murderous intent that he almost breathed. Now he finally had a chance to float away.

"What?" Ma Lian'er was reluctant to force him again. She rushed over, grabbed his hand, opened her eyes wide and looked up and down, and asked anxiously: "Are you sick? How long has it been? Tell me what you have been sick?"

"Uh...this...hehe...hehe..." Yang Ling was embarrassed and could only smile awkwardly. Although the big girl in front of her had different personality than that of ordinary girls, she couldn't say such words to her.

Ma Lian'er threw away his hand, stared at her eyes and said angrily: "I'm afraid I'm suffering from my illness?"

Yang Ling had no choice but to blush and stutter. Although Ma Lian'er was cheerful and bold, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. She looked up at Yang Ling, then lowered her eyes quickly, and whispered: "The goddess doctor said...Is it good to be cured?"

Yang Ling said dryly: "Well... she said it's only two months later... It's normal."

Ma Lian'er's pretty face turned red, pretending not to understand what he suddenly corrected, she fiddled with her belt, rolled it around her slender fingers, and whispered: "Am I too domineering? Actually... Actually... I heard that you refused to obey the order for the sake of your young sister, I knew... I knew that although you became a high-ranking official, your people have not changed.

That night, I cried for a long time, and I was so happy. I knew I had not chosen the wrong person. No matter who loves his wife in the world, who would regard her as bigger than the emperor? I... I actually miss you so much, and dream of you every day."

She sucked her nose, and tears were flowing down her feet: "I just angered you. You have become such a big official in Beijing. Is it so difficult to send letters through the post pavilion? Since you are here in Jiangnan and have time to go to Suzhou to play, can't you come to Jinling to see me?"

She raised her head in a trembling voice and said with tears in her eyes: "Brother Yang, I just want to know, do you feel pity in your heart?"

She looked at Yang Ling's handsome and familiar face nervously, and her hands were curled up and her fingertips turned red.

In the hazy tears, his figure was also blurred. The vague man suddenly reached out to untie his belt. Ma Lian'er, who was full of sadness, was startled. She took two steps back, opened her tears timidly, and asked in panic: "What are you...what are you doing?"

Yang Ling took off his belt, twisted the jade on the tripping buckle, pulled out three strands of black hair tied with red silk thread from behind, and a helpless smile hung on the corner of his mouth. He didn't know whether Zhang Tianshi was true or not. This time he came to visit Lian'er, and wanted to deliberately keep a distance and not let the girl fall too deep, but who knew... those words that like were not easy to say, and those hurtful words could not even be said. In just a moment, he threw off his armor and fell into Lian'er's tenderness and tears.

Ma Lian'er rubbed her eyes and saw the three strands of long hair clearly, but she didn't reach out to take it, but just lowered her head calmly.

"You are like the bright moon, I am like the fog, the fog is hidden with the moon and the dew is left in the sky. I just want you to look back and make me think of you in the morning and evening... Lian'er, Brother Yang actually... Actually..."

Ma Lian'er lowered her head, and couldn't help but smile a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth. She suddenly jumped into Yang Ling's arms and said shyly: "I know, I know, I know, I know everything, you don't need to say it."

Yang Ling was silent, Ma Lian'er leaned against his chest, and his bare hands were tightly wrapped around his waist. Yang Ling hesitated, hesitatingly holding onto her unbearable waist. A kind of ambiguity in the dark night of flowers quickly spread in their hearts.

After a long time, Ma Lian'er sighed and said in a nickname: "Brother Yang, how long can you stay in Jinling this time?"

Yang Ling said: "I... arranged two tax supervisors to rush back to Beijing, and it took only two days. After leaving the court for more than a month, many things happened. I had to... not go back as soon as possible."

"Yeah!" As if he could lie in his arms, Ma Lian'er was already satisfied. She nodded obediently and said softly: "Liang'er understands. Lian'er likes to hold you and tell me those strange stories. But I also like to hear people tell you that you resist the orders and save your wife, talk about you fighting against the scholars, tell you that you block the relocation of the imperial tombs, tell you that you suppress the Japanese pirates and eliminate power and traitors. Every time I hear it, I am very happy, just because... that's my man."

She raised her head, with a deep affection in her eyes. She said quietly: "A good man is determined by all directions. Lian'er's husband is not a man who only shows off in the gentle country. Lian'er won't stop you. It's just... it will take two years to be with you..."

Ma Lian'er stared at his eyebrows, his eyes, and his lips greedily, saying intently: "Li'er is not convenient to go to the capital to see you. If... if you are convenient, I will be content to see me once a year. Even if I can't come, as long as I can have a letter from you."

Yang Ling retreated from his lingering eyes, and he nodded involuntarily: "I promise you. If you have the chance, you will come to see you. If I can't leave Beijing, then... I'll send someone to send you a letter."

Ma Lian'er's eyes were circulating, and she shone with a confused light. Her fingers gently stroked Yang Ling's lips, thinking in her heart: "You have a young lady and a sister, and two vixen given by the stinky emperor, more than two years. If you add two more women around you, will you forget me? My Ma Lian'er's invented ambitions and three arrows to make love. I finally found the husband, so don't give it to a group of belles. I want...I want...I want you first."

Yang Ling looked at her pretty face, Ma Lian'er's cheeks were clearly lined, her peach cheeks were as beautiful as jade, her naturally charming eyes, her black eyebrows and fan-shaped eyelashes showed beautiful curves. It was so beautiful that she was breathless. Yang Ling didn't notice the strange look that suddenly shone in her eyes.

"Auntie is not ashamed, I'll hug a man." Ma Lian'er's eyes flashed. Just as she was about to open her mouth to speak, a tender child voice suddenly sounded. The two were shocked and hurriedly separated. They saw a seven or eight-year-old girl standing curiously at the gate of the yard clapping and laughing.

The little guy is pink and tender. She is combed in a doll bun, tied with red garlands, and has two small braids hanging down. She is very cute. She is wearing a pink brocade shirt and a pair of velvet-edged tiger-headed children's shoes on her feet.

Ma Lian'er blushed, walked over and bent down to pick up her niece, threatening, "Another talk nonsense, I won't buy you candy." Although her clothes were loose, her slender soft waist and beautiful arcs of her chest suddenly appeared due to the lifting and tightening of her clothes. Yang Ling felt a sudden sway in her heart and she hurriedly looked away.

The afternoon sun was bright and soft, and her white and red skin was covered with a faint halo by the sun. She giggled and teased the child, and suddenly turned her head. A few blushing on her snow-white melon-shaped face, and her eyes were filled with waving: "Uncle doesn't know your identity yet, I...I'm not inconvenient to say it now. I'm very happy when I see you today. You... will you come to see me again tomorrow? I want to climb the mountain with you again. That time it was Wo Xue, this time it was Qixia. I saw maple leaves on Qixia Mountain, and only... I and you, okay?"

On the horse's head wall, a cluster of roses swayed slightly in the breeze. In the octagonal red pavilion, an old man with a white bearded in an ink robe looked at the small blue bricks and tiles, and his fingers were trembling slightly as he stroked his beard.

Along a long street, there was a place where he killed his son and his enemy, the treacherous slander who was clever and slander who was confusing the king. He wanted to rush over immediately, kill the treacherous minister, eliminate the harm to the court, and avenge his son, but he couldn't move. It was not the time. With Yang Ling's current power and status, who could kill him?

A servant came over quietly. Wang Qiong turned his head and said lightly: "Is he back?"

The old servant hurriedly said, "Yes, he went to the Qinhuai River first, got on the flower boat of the Red Prostitute Keqing, and came out until noon. He went to a restaurant in Changganli. After he left, he went to inquire and listened to the guests in the restaurant chatting. It seemed that there was a girl in the restaurant very beautiful. After he went there, he took the girl to the backyard. He heard that the young master in the garrison also liked the girl, and was intimidated by his subordinates with his official power. As a result, he didn't even dare to go back to his family, so he ran to his father-in-law's house to hide from the limelight."

Wang Qiong smiled contemptuously and scolded coldly: "The hypocrite who seeks fame and reputation is a lewd and lustful person. Humph! Finding a reason to come to Jinling is nothing more than plundering money." He waved his hand and said: "Go down, don't send someone to follow him anymore."

Wang Qiong turned around, looked at Eunuch Feng's private residence and sneered: This man is young and is welcomed by patting his horse. However, his authority is getting heavier and he has made friends with a group of flattering villains in the inner court. This person will definitely be the one who will harm the Ming Dynasty in the future.

What a pity. The three great scholars tolerate traitors and do not take advantage of the traitor to decisively remove him. They will sit and see that his power is getting bigger and bigger, and one day they will be harmed. Now that the emperor is confused by him, all officials do not know the true face of Wang Mang, I can only compromise, form an alliance with the inner court, and use their power to deal with him.

"Hahaha. Yangling, Yangling, you'll be mad for a few more days. I've set a dead end for you in Beijing. Everything is ready. I'll just wait for you to return to Beijing to be the first!" Wang Qiong looked at the private residence of Eunuch Feng and couldn't help but smile proudly.

In the private residence of Eunuch Feng, Yang Ling looked at Cheng Qiyun who was adventuring at the door in surprise and said strangely: "Don't...Miss Cheng. I haven't seen you for a day. Why did your arm get hurt?"

Cheng Qiyun smiled bitterly and looked at her left arm wrapped in white silk, which was still aching. She frowned and said quietly: "Fortunately, I was just injured. If I hadn't called in time, I would have turned into a corpse now."

Yang Ling said in shock: "Is the public security in Jinling so bad? Did you catch the criminal? Do you want me to send someone to help you?"

Cheng Qiyun sighed, "It's impossible to catch it. This person is very important to the adults. Are you not willing to open up the sea ban and a powerful navy? You just want to persuade the court to change the national policy. I am afraid that even if you are favored by the emperor and have a high position and a powerful position, it is not easy to do it, right?"

Yang Ling looked moved and asked alertly: "What is Miss Cheng's intention? Is it possible for you to have a solution?"

Cheng Qiyun smiled charmingly: "The bad concubine only knows how to make men happy, and there are some tricks to take advantage of the opportunity, but... Haha, don't blame me if you say something disrespectful, the Ming Dynasty court is really like a big man who likes to be coaxed by women. When I saw the adults in Longjiang Shipyard, I looked heartbroken and worried. I was determined to share the worries for the adults. After returning to the ship, I thought about it carefully and really came up with a way to convince the court. Do you want to know?"

Yang Ling was overjoyed. He stepped forward and suddenly stopped suspiciously, looking at Cheng Qiyun and said, "Does your method work and not tell me. What's the point of helping me like this?"

Cheng Yun's affectionate eyes bet on Yang Ling, and said tenderly: "Since I met with the Lord Chi, I was no longer pretentious in front of the Lord, so I will tell you the truth.

Since I met the adult, I have been deeply in love with him. Although I was unable to look back on the past, I really want to follow him now. Even if I have no name or part, as long as I can stay with you forever, my wish will be enough. I will do my best to please you.”

Yang Ling frowned and said unhappily: "Miss Cheng, please don't joke. The girl has gone through all her hardships and must have made some plans. If she doesn't say it clearly, how can Yang trust the girl?"

Cheng Qiyun laughed "puchi", flew at him with a charming look, and said with a smile: "The official I have ever met is the youngest, but no one can compare to this old-fashioned style. Do you ask me what purpose is?"

She curled her smile and her eyes became confused. She said quietly: "To be honest, I don't know, and I don't know whether I am living for others or for myself. It's for others, but it's not for myself. I'm just going to live better? It's for myself, and everything is to please others, so why am I happy?

I remembered that I was in Chunyu Tower. I hated it and attached it, and I had to use all my might to please others for it. I followed Eunuch Mo. I hated him, and I had to rely on him and forced a smile for him.

The concubine always feels that she is very strong, but now she is really nothing to do. She is so nervous that she doesn’t know what she should do. I… do you understand what I said?”

Yang Ling looked at her curiously. This woman who seemed to be very charming and chatting and laughing in front of a man seemed to be full of wisdom and self-confident and proud actually had this strange mentality.

But he could vaguely understand that this woman's strength and wisdom have always been fully demonstrated on the basis of being attached to her. Just like a vine full of flowers, when it climbs on a dead pole, people only notice its beauty, and its function seems to be that the things it depends on are not worth mentioning at all. However, once the trunk is gone, it can only climb softly to the ground, trampled and ignored, and no one notices its charm.
To be continued...