Soft and cute female mage

Chapter 238 Traitor
Fang Ling returned to his seat, took a sip of tea cautiously, and just wanted to appease Chang Ting, but he heard Chang Ting say, "You told him that I'm not out of my mind?"

Fang Ling almost choked on his grandma's house with a sip of tea, and hurriedly explained while coughing.

"No...nothing! I told him that your kung fu is good. If he dares to do something wrong again, be careful of you blowing his head off."

"I've always been humble and polite, how could I start a fight with an ordinary person?"

Fang Ling was stunned when he heard the words "modesty and courtesy", and felt that he seemed to have misunderstood these words.On the face, he had to calm down and said:

"It's just to scare him. Let him say less so as not to disturb your peace."

"Who said I like peace and quiet? I am in my prime, cheerful and lively, how can I act like an old man?"

Although Fang Ling usually talked a lot of nonsense, it was a bit of a psychological burden for her to be so ignorant of her conscience, so she could only nod in agreement while drinking tea in a muffled voice.

After finally surviving until the food was served, he even picked up the rice bowl and ate nonsense, for fear that once his mouth was free, he would accidentally say what was in his heart.

After dinner, the store owner indeed packed out two rooms, but one was an upper room on the third floor, and the other was only on the second floor.

Fang Ling saw Changting looking at the stairs with his brows slightly furrowed. He was afraid that he would cause some trouble again, so he hurriedly stepped forward and said:
"Of course the upper room is prepared for you. The younger one can live on the second floor."

Unexpectedly, Changting vaguely remembered that Zhou Fang seemed to have gone to the second floor, so he walked straight into the room on the second floor.

Fang Ling was confused by some of the Zhang Er monks. He intuitively felt that Changting was becoming more and more difficult to maintain. He was so willful. He didn't know how Xianyao had lived with him for so many years.
No wonder such a teenage boy is so taciturn, it really makes people feel distressed.

Fang Ling couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Just as he was thinking to himself, he didn't expect that the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and then a figure flashed in.Fang Ling was shocked; is the law and order in Yongling so poor?Do thieves not need to light incense in advance to steal?

Just as he was about to shout a warning, he saw that the person in the light had a very delicate and familiar face. Although he was dressed in men's clothing, he clearly looked like a woman.Take a closer look, isn't this the arrogant eldest lady Miaoqing?

"You were caught by Lord Changting so quickly?" Miaoqing asked as she came in.

"Huh?... I guess." Fang Ling was dumbfounded, obviously he hadn't recovered from the shock just now.

"Let me just say, with your elm head, you must not be able to defeat Mr. Changting. How about the two of us plan a plan, how to avoid his eyes and ears, and help you escape?"

"Why are you helping me?" Fang Ling couldn't resist the sudden kindness. "Can you first tell me why you are here?"

"None of this is important. What's important is that I am the only one who can help you escape from the clutches of the devil." Miaoqing vowed.

"You mean I can't get out on my own?"

"Don't you see how strict Mr. Changting is with you? When Zhou Fang just wanted to get close to you, Mr. Changting immediately gave you a cold look, as if Zhou Fang was here to kidnap you."

"Is Zhou Fang yours?"

"That's not true. He should be He Lianfeng's friend."

"He Lianfeng?" Fang Ling was shocked, "He is here too?"

"This is someone else's property. I'm telling you, you're such a heartless little fat sheep, you don't know it when you're a sheep into a tiger's mouth, right? So it's up to you whether you want me to save you or not."

No wonder Zhou Fang was willing to let them stay. He thought he had met a heartless good man, but unexpectedly he met an old friend.This week Fang seems to be friendly and casual, but he is also quite scheming.

While Fang Ling was thinking this, he said resolutely: "That's no need. Where is He Lianfeng? I'll go and explain it to him right away. At worst, we will all be embarrassed together."

Speaking of Fang Ling, he was about to go out. Anyway, the big witch who was hiding bugs all over his body didn't follow, so he couldn't be afraid of He Lianfeng.

Miao Qing hurriedly pulled her back, "He Lianfeng is not here, if he were, he would have posted it with his colorful feathers."

When Fang Ling heard this, his eyebrows relaxed.

Miaoqing looked at it and said:
"But I should probably be back in the next two days. It is said that Zhou Fang introduced a craftsman that week, and he has a few brushes. Just by listening to the description, he can make exquisite buttons that look fake."

"This guy still wants to fool me with a fake one?"

"You can't call it a fool. When they talked about it while drinking together, your natal brother also agreed."

Fang Ling secretly cursed Fusheng, a fool who turned his elbows outward.

"So if you want to escape, it's best to do it as soon as possible." Miaoqing added.

Miaoqing waited expectantly for Fang Ling's reply, but saw that she was fine, just frowning and thinking about something, and had no intention of making a decision, so she said hurriedly:

"When exactly do you plan to leave?"

Fang Ling was very surprised, "Why are you in such a hurry? How did you get here?"

Hearing this, Miaoqing bit her head and looked around and said to him, "No matter when you leave, anyway, I must help you when you leave."

"Just kidding, I can come and go as I please, why do I have to bring you with me to get in the way?"

Miaoqing was anxious, "Why are you so ignorant, little girl? I tell you, if you don't let me help, I will scream and no one will be able to leave."

Hearing the words, Fang Ling finally understood the meaning of the words, and couldn't help but giggled and said, "Sure enough, he ran out secretly. Do you want me to take you with you? Then you tell me the whole thing and I will take you with you."

"If you are so inquisitive, be careful with your tongue!" Miaoqing said angrily when Fang Ling saw through it.

"Then I will slowly rot my tongue here by myself, please go back!"

"Why do you always have to get to the bottom of it? It has nothing to do with you. You cultivate your merits, and I cultivate mine. We have nothing to do with each other, and I will not rob you!"

"Oh, so I heard that I was going down the mountain to cultivate merit, so I followed my example." Fang Ling smiled even wider.

"Who imitated your way? I just suddenly thought of this, can't I?"

"Ah, so that's it. Why do you think the two of us suddenly connected so well?"

Fang Ling tilted his head and looked at Miaoqing, who was obviously furious.

Seeing her sloppy appearance, Miaoqing was so angry that she turned around and wanted to leave.

Unexpectedly, Fang Ling said, "You are the eldest lady of Guiyun Mountain. If you don't tell me clearly, what if someone accuses me of abducting a decent woman? I won't be able to explain it even if I'm covered in words."

Miaoqing turned around, glared at Fang Ling, sat down angrily, and said after a long time:
"The day I learned that you were all gone, I realized that the method of sneaking into Wuchenyuan by meeting the old man would not work.

My grandfather and father were both opposed to this matter and did not lock me up forcibly. I am afraid it was also because they did not take this matter seriously and thought that I was just acting out like Miaoyin.

To put it bluntly, even if I really wanted to stop my thoughts in the later stage, it was just a matter of informing Wuchenyuan.

If you want to cook raw rice into mature rice, I am afraid that you are the only way to go.Since you can go down the mountain to cultivate merit, why can't I?
So that day, I secretly checked the note that Senior Brother Xianyue handed to Grandpa. After learning your route of action, I went to find He Lianfeng.He must have come to capture you, so I asked him to bring me here with him. "

"So it was you who betrayed me? How could He Lianfeng find this place so quickly?"

When Miaoqing heard this, she was the first to blush and shouted: "I don't want to betray anyone, but I really don't dare to go on the road alone. You don't know that they wanted to get rid of me along the way. One time I chased Their carriage ran for a mile before they pulled me up again. My feet were all worn out...

I dare not sleep soundly every night for fear that they will abandon me and run away again.It took a lot of effort to get here, I just had a full sleep, and when I woke up, they were gone again..."

Speaking of sadness, Miaoqing's tears were like broken beads, which showed that she had really suffered a lot of grievances along the way.

Fang Ling is the most soft-hearted person who doesn't want to see others cry. Seeing Miaoqing crying like pear blossoms and raining, he was at a loss for a while, and quickly squeezed his sleeve to wipe her.

"Hey...it's so pitiful that if a good lady doesn't do anything, you have to come here and suffer, and you're causing me trouble..."

Seeing that Fang Ling was still complaining about herself, Miaoqing threw her hand away and said stubbornly:

"Who doesn't want to be a eldest lady? Who doesn't? What do you know? You are famous now, but my mother is the first female nun in Guiyun Mountain. Who can remember her except me now? You have all forgotten her. , even my father forgot..."

Fang Ling heard Miaosi mention something about Miaoqing's mother. It was said that she was a female cultivator from Qixia Mountain who later married into Yunxu Palace, but was not favored.

At that time, many famous sects did not accept female nuns. She felt that her husband might have disliked her for being in public all the time, so he gave up his cultivation and concentrated on raising his husband and children at home.

Unexpectedly, the husband married a concubine the next year.Only then did she realize that her husband didn't like her as a nun, but as a person. So he was depressed all day long, and passed away when Miaoqing was five or six years old.

Come to think of it, how vigorous and graceful she was when she was wandering the rivers and lakes...

Seeing Miaoqing crying sadly, Fang Ling sighed in her heart, but she didn't know how to comfort her at the moment, so she could only stroke her trembling back and softly said:
"Don't cry... Your mother should be sad to see you like this in the sky."

"My mother won't be sad, she should blame me for being worthless!"

"Well, it's quite worthless." Fang Ling lowered his head and teased Miaoqing with a smile: "If I were your mother, I would say, 'Be shy, dig your face, dig a ditch to plant peas...'"

Miaoqing slapped away Fang Ling's fingers that were trying to scratch her face, and smiled through her tears: "You're not ashamed, who wants a little girl like you to be your mother!"

(End of this chapter)