Assassin Farmer

She's hurt. For the first time in 18 years gloriously wounded. And the wound was worth it, destroying the assassin organization Wu Sha Palace, which was intended to take Lin Xi's life.

However, for her, it was only a minor wound with a long sword that broke her back and did not endanger her life, but she was forced to rest in her maiden bed at the headquarters of Fengyao Palace. And one party is three days. As soon as there are signs of standing up, it comes from her ears that she prefers to lie down and rest.

“You said that you are a girl's family, you are not strong enough, Lin Xi is in trouble, so many fraternity members eat dry meals? Need you to shield yourself from the sword? ”

“Since when did the Lord of the Palace become the leader of the Killer? ”

“Axiao, they'll block the sword by themselves, okay? How dare you carry your own back! You think your back is the Vajra Indestructible Body?! ”

“How many days is this? Just think about it. Fengyao Palace will be fine if you don't open the door for a few days. Besides, you have such a large group of serious employees. Do you want to rest for a few days? ”

“Woman, don't be strong! Stay down and take care of the injuries, otherwise I won't guarantee you strong cooperation. ”

…………

Such rhetoric helps Lin Lung to lie down cooperatively in bed to take care of his injuries.

Nagging is not anyone in the fraternity, but she has appeared in the barrier around her since the age of ten, Xiang Sheng, the eldest son of the Xiang family.

The Xiang family moved from Emperor Du to the Great Room eight years ago. The affectionate Xiang family headed Xiang Ziyun, two children under his knees, his son Xiang Shengda Lin, four years old, and his daughter Xiang Zhenbi Lin, one year younger. After meeting her, she began to be treated like a sister by Xiang Sheng's brother. Eight years.

At first, she was cold and unspoken and did not speak out against his chick, which led him to become more familiar with her. Later, when she wanted to rebut it, she was used to his chick and could not refuse his kindness and enthusiasm. Incredibly, she eats soft and doesn't eat hard, and Xiang Sheng mocked her.

What makes her strange is that, with Xiang Sheng's qualifications and stature, there should be countless girlfriends and small family, Jade, to find Xiang's family to request a happy couple with him. However, as Xiang Sheng, who is 22 this year, is not accompanied by any woman. If so, she is alone.

It should be said that for the past eight years, she is the only one who has never tabooed to come and go with him.

What does that mean? Lin Luo fell on his bed and frowned bitterly. In fact, he has never covered it up. She is the one he wants to marry, not the other women who are a few times more sober than she is...

But doesn't he find his personality too difficult? Cold, arrogant, unspeakable. Most importantly, she is 18 years old and well past her prime age.

Alas... she sighed softly. She never thought that a woman with a spleen like herself would want, and a normal man likes it, shouldn't all be gentle as a mother's kiss? Otherwise, it should be a lovely and beautiful girl like Jingyu and Yiyue, rather than a pioneering woman like her who has been planning business all day to get into and out of Jianghu. It is hard to imagine that one day she will be hidden in the backyard, embroidered throughout the day, Aifu son... shaking her head violently, that is not the life she wants. Since she takes over the position of head of the Palace of Fengyao, she will lead the brothers in the Palace to open up a vast area of heaven...

“What a sigh! Your palace is fine, neither depressed nor broken down.” Xiang Sheng hummed ill.

Go ahead and tuck her horn and sweep to the meal resting on the short cabinet by the bed, couldn't help but roar in flames: "I'll walk away for half a day, you don't need lunch?! ”

Lin Lung glanced up at him. What's he angry about? She doesn't eat because she eats well in the morning and doesn't feel hungry at all.

Since she was wounded, all three meals were cooked by Lin Xiao herself and sent by the maid. Tao Dao was a dish she never tired of eating. A few days down, she found herself slimming her waist with meat. Turns out, there's really no difference between nursing an injury and raising a pig.

Ask a man who lays on his bed all day long and doesn't have anyone to eat so much food? Does he think he's raising a pig instead of her?

He retracted his mind and swept Xiang Shengmei's expression. Lin Luo sided slightly and unnaturally explained, "I'm not hungry.” A voice that hasn't spoken for a long time is a little hush-hush.

“It's too late to be hungry.” Xiang Sheng muttered, then carefully lifted her up and let her sit up. "Eat more and fill her stomach. It's a beautiful day. I'll walk you out later. Don't think about going to the palace to do business, I won't allow it.” He glanced at her and blocked her if she wanted to talk.

“Xiang Sheng, are you like this... won't the family say anything?” Lin Lung took a few bites in tandem. Xiang's estate is quite large. He has spent almost all day in the backyard of Fengyao Palace to support her injuries. Wouldn't he have lost his tongue?

“Say what?” Xiang Sheng glanced at her strangely. He and Lin Lung had asked two parents to nod their heads as early as three years ago in mid-autumn. Just waiting for her consent, he had to lift eight large sedans to greet her through the door.

“Xiang Sheng, I'm not worth it.” She finished her last bite, smeared the corners of her mouth with spaghetti and said softly.

“Value is not worth counting in my heart.” Xiang Sheng suppressed the anger in her mind, anger created for her to so despise herself, packed her food box, and helped her get up.

Lin Lung sighed helplessly and his persuasion failed again.

He has always tried to keep her from talking in four or two pounds.

Perhaps, subconsciously, she also hoped that he would keep walking with her like this. But it's not real, is it? Sooner or later he will marry... and she is not suitable for him...

…………

Since that date, she has stopped talking to him about inappropriate and disrespectful numbers, and he still comes to feed her three meals a day, while she cooperates with the sword wounds on her back.

Only by healing could he have less reason to come, as she thought.

Fortunately, she didn't let her parents know about her injuries. Otherwise, she had difficulty keeping her ears shut. This man's nagging is enough for her. She won't be stupid enough to recruit a few more specific elders who haunt her all the time. In addition to Aunt Chun, several others, including her mother, will definitely drown her in painful tears and gentle admonitions.

But what's happening now?

Lin Rongmei stared at herself being set in front of the dresser by a dry and enthusiastic aunt, opening her face, putting on makeup, brushing her hair, changing her dowry... etc... dowry?

When is she getting married?

“Mother?” She turned in confusion, grinning and smoothing the wrinkled matriarch for her, “What's going on?” She thought about celebrating her wounds, but she never thought about celebrating them.

“Marry someone, of course.” Su Shuisheng's future can be answered with a loud voice. Jiang Yingyun beside him smiled and replied with a refreshing smile: “Luo, relax. Xiang Sheng's boy has done everything. Even we are free to just stay with you. ”

“Xiang Sheng?” So he married her on his own initiative? What is she supposed to say? She won't marry?

Eventually, she married a man who knew her better than her own sister. Not surprisingly, she does need a man who can take close care of her in the event of her injury without remorse, although this is not the most important reason in her heart. But what does it matter? As if she had set expectations, the plan had turned a corner, and although there had been an extra turn that she had not anticipated, the direction was still moving towards her stated goal.

Yes, she, Lord Lin Lung of the Palace of Fengyao, will not abandon the organization for which she fought for five years for the unjustifiable reason of marrying someone. Believe that man would not have bound her so, otherwise he would not have married her.

As a result, in the mid-autumn of her 18-year-old year, she married into the Xiang family violently and violently.

The overnight spiritual flavor made her start to look forward to this marriage she had never expected.

“Morning.” Xiang Sheng's low voice sounded all over her ear, a turn, and she was drawn to her bare chest by him.

“How was last night?” He glanced at her equally unshielded body, white and tender skin, sowing the red marks he had worked so hard to swap overnight. This discovery made him very happy.

Lin Rong's ear root burned instantly. She didn't mind being swept away by the fiery eyes of his desire, but she couldn't speak safely to describe last night's results.

“Take a day off. Tomorrow we leave for the Emperor to see my uncle and aunt.” He smiled low, got up and put on a nightgown, hugged her lazy and walked to the bathroom behind the bedroom.

“Didu?” She frowned. This will take at least six days to get there. “The palace… can't walk away.” She can want to see his next look. Perhaps, he will start meddling in her industry and persuade her to abandon Fengyao Palace from now on, hiding in the backyard for him alone, making spoon soup for his embroidered tailoring...

“I know. Rest assured, he'll take your place in town in the days you're away. Guaranteed to return you a intact palace of wind and yawn.” Xiang Sheng grinned.

Although it is difficult to understand why Stu did not pass on the Palace of Feng Yao to his own eldest son, Sun Chen, it was instead passed on to Lin Xiang, who is a woman. However, this is the resolution of the elders, and Lin Lung himself is well managed, and he will not interfere.

Lin Xuanxian raised his head and looked at Xiang Sheng with determination. He did not persuade himself to abandon Fengyao Palace, nor did he blame himself for disregarding the rules of his mother-in-law, but solely remembered to hang on to the affairs of the Palace... He, does this mean to support himself to continue to take charge of Fengyao Palace?

“Idiot, it's your heart and soul, and I won't be so ignorant of good or bad. Besides, having this industry attract your heart, I don't always worry that it will cool you down when I'm busy.” She came to the bathroom, Xiang Sheng put her down, dotted the tip of her cheerful nose, and explained softly: “I've known since five years ago that to marry you, you have to marry even Feng Yao Gong. Woman, I've been prepared for so many years to allow you to marry me, to be my wife, to stand side by side, without any worries. You cannot deprive me of my heart. ”

“Xiang Sheng...” She repeatedly whispered his name. She really didn't know that he would value her so much, attached to the things she loved, and the discovery left her a little overwhelmed.

“Perhaps today we can rest in bed without going out…” He held her tight, leaving her no room for rejection.

God knows how long he prepared and endured in order to make him the only one in her heart, to marry him without protest... and even to be laughed at privately by her brotherhood members that he was not compassionate. Although she was not expected to fall in love with him, she was not expected to marry him because he had eaten her.

Nowadays, she is his wife, he can eat her brightly and uprightly, eat her, don't say seven times a night, even if the sun is nestled in bed with her, he is not afraid of her wanting to be biased... he is actually a man of great desire... of course, the object must be her - the bride decided at first sight eight years ago... (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)