"Why are you looking at me like that?" Feeling Ling'er's gaze, Ling Yun's brows twitched as he walked over and asked.

"Did I look at you? I'm just looking at the flowers behind you. They're not bad, they look pretty. " Looking at Ling Yun who was just inches away from his, Ling'er's heart was in panic. His face was slightly red, but he could not admit that he had been stunned.

"Eh …" Ling Yun was stunned. He turned around, his face full of black lines, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Not bad? When did you see a good flower?

There were actually broken vases. He had just smashed them. The flowers in the vases had already withered under the exploding sun's rays. They were listless. Where did they look good?

At the side, Ling Qing Xue and the rest also heard their conversation, their mouths twitching. You should at least have some proof for lying!

Seeing the broken vase not far behind Ling Yun, Ling'er felt a little awkward. His face became slightly red, and he snorted lightly.

He raised his head to look at the sky. The sun was already setting in the west. A desolate autumn wind was blowing, stirring up the yellowing leaves.

Dark clouds had already appeared in the horizon. It seemed that the moon and the sky would be covered by dark clouds tonight.

"I still have things to do, so I'll ignore you." Ling Er let out a light snort. His jade-like feet lightly touched the ground. His delicate body borrowed the force of the impact to gently leap up. His pink dress fluttered in the wind, making his look like an elegant fairy.

With a leap, he landed on the manor wall. With a few ups and downs, he soon disappeared.

"Xiao Yun, is she really your concubine?" Looking at the person who could only barely make out a blurry shadow, Ling Qing Xue's brows slightly knitted as he looked puzzledly at Ling Yun.

"…" Lingyun was speechless, his face twitched. When did I say she was my concubine?

All this is just your own imagination.

Looking at Ling Yun's expression, how could Ling Qing Xue not guess? With a slight smile, he said: "I can tell that she has feelings for you. You must seize this opportunity and not let her go."

"Even better!" Ling Yun lightly snorted.

Ling Qing Xue smiled and shook her head, not saying a word.

At this moment, the courtyard door was gently opened. Ling Zhan took a glance and walked in.

"Uncle!"

"Foster father."

"Uncle Ling."

Ling Qing Xue, Xu Ying'er and Qin Feng hurriedly stood up and gave a slight bow.

"Where are Xiao Yue'er and Cai'Er?" Ling Zhan smiled and nodded as he sat down by the stone table. When he did not see Qin Yinyue, his eyebrows twitched as he looked towards Ling Yun.

"In the room!" Lingyun pointed to the two girls' room.

"Tsk tsk, laozi has only been here for a few days, and you're already at this step. You're a pretty good kid!" Ling Zhan turned around and looked at the room Ling Yun pointed to. His mouth instantly gaped open, and after a moment, he laughed.

"…" Ling Yun was speechless.

So far? Your imagination is too rich!

That room was his, but he hadn't been back for a few days. Qin Yinyue had recently frequently visited the Battle King Manor and had been directly expropriated by her, leaving him, the true master, only able to sleep in one of the rooms.

Of course, he didn't mind sharing a bed. On the contrary, she was actually very happy. However, apart from occasionally letting him hold her hand, Qin Yinyue didn't even allow him to touch her.

"This is for you!" Ling Zhan laughed, and threw a jade bottle the size of a palm towards Ling Yun.

Lingyun took it and opened the cap, and a refreshing fragrance wafted out. He opened all of his pores and greedily absorbed the fragrance, as if it had a strong attraction to him.

"Earth Vein Spirit Milk!" Ling Yun's expression changed as he immediately covered the jade bottle.