Qingli was extremely satisfied, Doctor Wu was not stupid.
She induced him: "Yes, she is the third lady. Your Wanrong was killed by her! Can't you hear it? Wanrong asked you in tears, why don't you avenge her? Are you afraid, or don't you love her enough? "
Doctor Wu became angry, grabbed the wine bottle and threw it to the ground: "I love her! I'm not afraid! Even if I die, I will avenge her!"
Qingri achieved her goal and couldn't help laughing.
Someone found her and asked her to enter the family and turn everything upside down.
If it doesn't work once, try it a second time.
Although I lost a few lives, winning over Dr. Wu made everything worth it.
You know, he is now the uncle of Cheng Yang's trusted lieutenant and the housekeeper of Cheng Yang's family!
Seeing her smile, Doctor Wu also laughed.
Little did the two of them know that outside the closed window, Wu Liang and the two guards stood silently, their expressions blurred in the mist in the shadows.
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That night, Qing Lingyi did not sleep peacefully, but the big bed was spacious and comfortable.
The next day she woke up first, with Cheng Anle lying on Xiao Huang beside her, sleeping soundly.
She sat up, dazed for a while, and subconsciously looked at the pear blossom couch.
Someone was sleeping there.
At first, Qing Lingyi didn't recognize who it was. She was suspicious, so she got out of bed and walked quietly.
Getting closer, she could see the man's face clearly.
It was Cheng Yang.
Her black hair was spread out, and she was covered with a dark green robe.
The pear blossom couch is not big, so it can be considered spacious when Qing Lingyi sleeps on it. However, Chengyang has a strong physique, long body and long legs, so this couch is really cramped for him. He cannot stretch his legs and his body is slightly hunched.
Qing Lingyi realized that he had been dealing with him here all night?
He must have slept uncomfortably, his brows were furrowed.
The ten-flavored Huanhua soft pillow was squeezed and fell to the ground. Qing Lingyi tiptoed forward to pick it up.
Within a few steps, Cheng Yang suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes cold and sharp. He stood up, grabbed her neck, and pressed her down on the couch.
Everything happened very quickly, in just a split second.
Qing Lingyi quickly reminded in a trembling voice: "I, it's me..."
Cheng Yang's eyes fell on her face and turned around.
The cold light receded slightly, and he frowned: "What to do?"
Qing Lingyi pointed to the soft pillow on the ground: "Pick something up."
Cheng Yang didn't move, still staring at her.
Qing Lingyi can understand. In the past, several of her mother's subordinates were like this. They slept very lightly, and anyone who came close would immediately feel it.
My mother said that they had experienced assassinations, including betrayal by people close to them and whom they trusted, so they were extremely insecure.
I didn't expect Cheng Yang to have such a reaction.
She patted the back of his hand gently and whispered: "Okay, don't be nervous, it's okay. Let me go."
Cheng Yang sneered, "Qing Lingyi, do you treat me like a child?"
"It's my kid who just wants to be coaxed like this," Qing Lingyi said in a good voice, "let me go first."
His grip became a little looser, but he didn't move away.
Qing Lingyi didn't understand: "General?"
Cheng Yang corrected: "Husband."
"Husband," Qing Lingyi looked at him, "Do you want anything for breakfast?"
"Yes." After saying that, Chengyang lowered his head and took her lips in his mouth.
His palm was stuck on her neck, his fingertips were rough, and he was gently rubbing her skin.
Dangerous and fascinating.
Qing Lingyi's head was dizzy, she hugged his waist and kissed him back almost passionately.
"Um--"
A peaceful yawn sounded from the side of the big bed.
Qing Lingyi's eyes suddenly opened wide. She didn't know where the strength came from and pushed Cheng Yang away.
Unexpectedly, his waist hit the edge of the pear couch with a bang.
His face turned dark instantly.
But she didn't care at all, wiped the corners of her mouth and stood up quickly.
Cheng Anle was sitting on the big bed and called out sleepily: "Mother."
"You're awake," Qing Lingyi said, "What do you want for breakfast? I'll make it."
"Duck porridge!" Cheng Anle suddenly woke up when he heard the food.
"Do you like this porridge so much?" Qing Lingyi smiled.
Cheng Anle nodded vigorously.
Qing Lingyi was about to leave, but Cheng Yang suddenly grabbed her wrist.
She looked over guiltily: "Will..."
He raised his eyes coldly, with a sinister look on his face.
Qing Lingyi said hurriedly: "Husband!"
She asked in a low voice: "Husband, is there anything you want to eat?"
"Noodle."
Qing Lingyi didn't notice that Cheng Yang loved noodles so much.
"Add pork loin," Cheng Yang said coldly, "Take it up."
"Pork loins are not made from pigs..." Qing Lingyi whispered.
In the middle of complaining, she noticed that Cheng Yang's eyes were a little colder and showed murderous intent. She immediately put on a serious face: "Just add pork loin! Pork loin is very fragrant when added to the noodles!"
Cheng Yang said fiercely: "If it doesn't taste good, I'll kill you."
Qing Lingyi was stunned. Will he die if he makes noodles?
"Do you really believe it? Are you stupid?" Cheng Yang sneered and let go.
Qing Lingyi breathed a sigh of relief quietly.
Before leaving, she confessed: "I'll leave Xiao Anle to you."
After she left, Cheng Yang sat on the pear blossom couch and Cheng Anle sat on the bed.
The father and daughter looked at each other.
a long time.
Cheng Yang spoke slowly: "That's right."
Cheng Anle immediately put on a respectful posture: "Dad, please tell me."
"Take your pillow away when you leave."
"Why, why?" Cheng Anle didn't understand.
"Because I want to sleep with your mother at night." Cheng Yang said lazily.
"The three of us can sleep together. This bed is super big and won't be crowded!" Cheng Anle explained carefully.
"Must I say it a second time?" Cheng Yang frowned, a little impatient.
Cheng Anle was very afraid of him, his shoulders and head drooped.
No chance.
She muttered: "Okay."
Cheng Yang was then satisfied, got up and walked out.
He asked Nanny Sun to clean up Cheng Anle, and then called Wu Liang to ask about last night's situation.
Things went as he expected.
Wu Liang was in a bad mood.
Cheng Yang glanced at him and said calmly: "That's your uncle. If you can't be ruthless, leave this matter to Si Rujian. I understand."
——It’s just that after this incident, he will no longer trust Wu Liang. And possibly kill him.
He has learned from past mistakes.
Back then, one of his subordinates' family members committed a crime. The man said he would help the family members but not the relatives, but he still took advantage of the chaos of the war to assassinate Cheng Yang.
It was Wang Zheng who blocked the fatal knife.
When burying the body, Cheng Yang warned himself that he would never repeat the same mistakes.
"No, General."
Wu Liang took a deep breath and said, "Compared to my uncle and nephew, I am more grateful to my family for saving my life and the general's kindness to me."
Cheng Yang raised his eyebrows slightly.
I wanted to say something else, but I smelled the aroma of meat first.
It was coming from the small kitchen.
Cheng Yang stopped thinking and patted Wu Liang on the shoulder: "Okay, go and do your work."
He went to see how far his wife had gone with his breakfast.
When she arrived at the door, Qing Lingyi had just cooked the pork loin.
Biwei was watching the fire for her and adding a piece of firewood into it, but it exploded with a "crack" and billowing smoke.
Biwei took out a fan and tried to greet them, but she couldn't drive them away.
Qing Lingyi choked and coughed.
Cheng Yang frowned, this kitchen is not very easy to use.
"What a shabby place this is, it should have been demolished long ago!"
Biwei covered her mouth and nose and cursed loudly, "It's small and stuffy, and the doors and windows are too small. There's no place even for the oil fumes to escape! It's still summer in July. Madam, you are busy here every day. There is no time when you are not busy." I was sweating all over my face! It finally rained and it wasn’t so hot anymore. I didn’t expect that the roof was leaking and the firewood was soaked. How could we make a fire?!"
