Chapter 62： Resentment Hate (9)

Name：The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet Author：Thirteen Pure Ones
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Chapter 62 Resentment (9)

Shangguan Ling is not disgusting.

Apart from two failed experiences, Shang Guan Ling is simply the embodiment of Yin Tingyan, the perfect lover that he is looking forward to.

There is no need to elaborate on what is noble before or after others.

Therefore, over time, Yin Tingyan's psychology changed.

On the surface, it is still indifferent to Xia Ling, but secretly, Yin Tingyan Ming faced with dissatisfaction, secretly, without holding Xia Ling at night ...

With these changes, he thought that the concealment was seamless, but in fact, Xia Ling knew it well, but he did not pierce it.

She was not in a hurry, Yin Tingyan was the fish she hooked, and she waited for him to enter the net completely.

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Fengqi Palace.

Yin Tingyan got up from the hot spring pool and dressed.

After a while, the exotic beauty was coming soon, and Xia Ling stood up.

Guang Jie's body stood behind Yin Tingyan, and shot out to help Yin Tingyan wear a robe.

Yin Tingyan thinly drew her lips.

When Xia Ling put on his robe, he slapped her hand away.

Indifferently: "Queen, please take care of yourself!"

"Self-weight?" Xia Ling raised an eyebrow and hooked her lips. "Weight-forty kilograms, why? I'm pressed on you?"

"Forty-seven kilograms? What is this?" Yin Tingyan wondered.

Looking at him with a beep, Xia Ling realized that the Daxia Dynasty and Yin Tingyan were the second-generation emperor.

Not to mention the weights and measures, there is no unified language here. A county and a village are separated by three or four miles, but their languages ​​are inaccessible.

Xia Ling: "Forget it, you do n’t understand. One kilogram is one kilogram, which is the weight of the southwestern Miaoyu, which is the same as Daxia city, catty, and two."

"Is it weighed?" Yin Tingyan thoughtfully. "Why do you listen?"

Unifying weights and measures is something that every emperor will do in the early days of the empire. But now, Yin Tingyan has not encountered that beauty, and of course, he has not got wisdom from 'modern'.

"Okay, come here tonight, I will tell you ~" Xia Ling smiled.

Yin Tingyan: "..."

He finally went with her.

The two drew on the bed, and Xia Ling sought the maid and asked the maid to take two eggs from the royal dining room.

The jade plate holds two raw eggs and makes the eggs look very cute.

Picking up the egg and holding it in his hand, Xia Ling asked Yin Tingyan: "Do you know what this is?"

Yin Tingyan looked at her, and then at the plate, "eggs?"

"It's an egg! But you think it's just an ordinary egg?" With a light smile, Xia Ling looked mysterious, and put two eggs in one hand, scratching.

Then she pulled Yin Tingyan's hand and put two eggs in his palm.

Xia Ling: "Did you feel it?"

Look at Xia Ling, Yin Tingyan learned the action she just made and choked the egg in her hand?

Xia Ling: "Did you feel the weight?"

"Oh-" It turned out to be feeling the weight!

Yin Tingyan recovered indifferently: "I feel it! Two eggs, not too heavy, probably ... there are four or two!"

This can all come out!

Xia Ling admired him with a glance, and then concluded: "According to our Miao Yi family weighing method, holding these two eggs is the force of two cows. One cow is about 0.204 grams? Two An egg is equal to our 0.48 kilograms! "

(End of this chapter)