Fu Ling looked at the back of his departure, more bitterness and annoyance in his heart, but more helpless, and a smile of indulgence between his lips.

Chu Qing is out of the courtyard, holding an azure green flute in his hand, and his thoughts are constantly flying, he doesn’t think he must help Fu Fuling, and she is a woman.

In this era, the man relies on the woman as an attached item, he doesn’t want that.

This made him even more annoyed. He didn’t want to know what Fuling was thinking about himself. He only knew that he just wanted to prove that he was not worse than a woman.

He rubbed his brows helplessly. Although the news network in his current 1000 cabinets is very famous, many Jianghu forces also know that the backing behind the 1000 cabinets is very high.

However, this is not the case with the 9-door of the same name as him. Compared to the 1000 cabinet, the killer in the 9-door is inevitably injured when performing tasks.

So he decided to apply for some medicine and money from the emperor and raise it in the 9-door. It was also better to go to the mercenary battalion to collect tasks and hand them over to practice.

Thinking about it, he entered the palace by himself.

When he came out, it was already evening.

Bringing Gong Family back inside, he went into the house and fell asleep, because he felt too tired, entered the palace and so on, and had too many manners.

What’s more, he still has things tomorrow?

The next day, it was early in the morning, and the dawn had just hit the hit.

When he got up, after he was full of sleep, he opened the window to bathe in the sun. He felt warm and more energetic.

Otherwise, he is not in such a good mood today.

With a good mood, Fuling came over in the morning. When he saw this person coming towards him, he was a little puzzled and didn’t understand what she had to ask when she came over.

Fu Ling’s mood at the time of coming back was a little complicated. Although she heard some winds herself, she knew that this was not true, and certainly not.

She was now in a state of self-hypnosis. When she saw that he still lives here, she was relieved.

Otherwise, she was really worried that if he left, she would not find him.

“Chu Qing, I’m here.” She didn’t know how to talk to him, she could only walk slowly.

Chu Qing ’s corner of mouth twitching, will he believe that she will come over with nothing?

Not to mention the trace of doubt in her eyes that was caught by herself, and the footsteps she wanted to walk to lower, the ghost believed that she was just looking at herself.

“What’s wrong, is there anything to ask?” Chu Qing suddenly remembered that she wanted to help herself with something yesterday.

A headache from unable to bear, if it’s true …

“No, I just want to ask, do you want me to help you over there, so that you can relax a bit.” There seemed to be a trace of confusion and anger in her eyes.

“No, I can do it myself.” He thought what was the matter, so he asked himself.

Facing his repeated rejections, Fu Ling remembered some broken words he heard in the morning and couldn’t help but wonder.

“Why, me, where can I help you? You are willing to go to Shi Wushuang and you are not willing to look at me. What do you mean?” She asked suddenly, loudly, almost talking with her teeth clenched.

Chu Qing was stunned, what the hell?

“And so on things?” He asked, blurting, and he almost didn’t let Poria qi jump.

“What’s the matter, didn’t you ask the emperor to ask Shi Wushuang to help you? What are you confused about?” She gritted her teeth in anger, but ignored his doubts.

(End of this chapter)