Rescuing the Beautiful and Strong yet Miserable Second Lead Character - Chapter 144

When Ling Qingxiao heard the shock, Luo Han shook the chain in his hand angrily and asked: “How do you plan to let me bathe?”

Ling Qingxiao reacted, rolled his eyes, and coughed awkwardly. He walked to Luo Han’s side, untied the bracelet on her wrist, didn’t dare to look more, turned around and left.

Ling Qingxiao retreated to the outer hall of the bedroom, withdrew his spiritual consciousness, sat outside and replied the memorial. But this time he didn’t know what was wrong. He looked at the handwriting in front of him, unable to concentrate for a long time.

He completely shielded his spiritual consciousness and did not spy on the scene inside, but he always felt that there was a rustling sound coming from inside. He stared at the memorial for a long time and couldn’t stand it.

He closed the folder and had to go to a cooler place to wake up. There was a gust of wind outside the temple, and the cool breeze blew on Ling Qingxiao. After a long time, he finally felt that the inexplicable heat inside his body had dissipated.

Ling Qingxiao looked at the glittering galaxy wood in front of him, and unexpectedly remembered that the bathtub of Yuqing Palace belonged to him alone. It was the living water of one side, and it was introduced into the purest spiritual spring in the world. When Ling Qingxiao needed movement to dissipate heat, he would do it in the pool of that side.

Now Luo Han is bathing there.

Ling Qingxiao stopped forcibly, not allowing herself to continue thinking about it. Regardless of his age or his identity, he is not allowed to do such rude things. Ling Qingxiao blew the night wind for a long time, and finally heard a slight movement inside, it seemed that Luo Han had come out.

Standing outside the door, Ling Qingxiao felt a dilemma for the first time. He is worried about Luo Han if he doesn’t go in. If he goes in…what kind of style would he break into when a young woman goes out of the bath?

Ling Qingxiao was in a dilemma, and the door behind him opened. Luo Han’s hair was loose, his clothes were light, and his whole body was full of moisture that had just come out of the bath. Luo Han held the door and looked at him in surprise: “What are you doing here?”

Ling Qingxiao glanced back, and immediately moved his eyes away. His gaze stayed between Luo Han’s eyebrows, and he couldn’t look down anymore: “The room is dull, come out to refresh.”

Luo Han let out a hum, and asked with an aura, “How long will you stay? Do you even have to watch me sleep?”

Ling Qingxiao was embarrassed. He turned his face and said, “If you are tired, take a rest early. I will see you again tomorrow.”

Luo Han responded at will and was about to close the door and go back. Ling Qingxiao saw and stopped her movement: “Wait. Your hair is still wet.”

Luo Han looked down at the hair on his shoulder, and said indifferently: “I’ll do it in a while. Anyway, I won’t get sick, just let it go.”

“How can this be casual?” Ling Qingxiao looked like an elder, and broke his heart for the little girl in the rebellious period. “Although the divine body does not get sick, if you don’t pay attention in normal times, it will gradually accumulate coldness in your body, which will affect your practice. Not good. Besides, you are already recuperating right now.”

Luo Han’s eyes moved, and he smiled and looked up at him: “Okay. But, my comb is in the storage ring.”

Ling Qingxiao didn’t blink her eyes and said, “There are in the palace. I have someone prepare a complete set of dressing tools, all on the dressing table. What else do you lack, I will order them to buy them.”

Unexpectedly, Ling Qingxiao had even prepared her dressing and jewellery. Luo Han had a subtle feeling in his heart. With such a complete preparation, Ling Qingxiao was really stimulated last night to give birth to the thought of shutting her up?

Luo Han was not discouraged, and changed his statement: “But I am not used to it.”

The sky is big and the earth is big, no matter how sophisticated you are, you can kill everything if you are not used to it.

Luo Han thought that Ling Qingxiao would be gone, but he didn’t expect him to say: “You are not used to it, then I will help you.”

He pulled Luo Han and sat in front of the mirror, picked up a jade comb from the table, and gently combed her hair to the bottom. Ling Qingxiao’s movements were very meticulous and didn’t hurt Luo Han’s hair at all. When he held Luo Han’s long hair, he seemed to be holding something treasure.

Luo Han watched his movements in the mirror and asked: “You would rather waste your time and be supported by me all day, rather than give me the ring?”

Ling Qingxiao dried and straightened the black satin-like hair on the palm of her hand, and said with a chuckle: “I wish you could help me forever.”

The palace is deep, the doors and windows are half open, and a breeze passes through the door and is drawn into the deep palace, bringing the unique lingering taste of night. Ling Qingxiao quickly dried Luo Han’s hair, and the hair slipped from the palm of his hand, hanging neatly behind Luo Han like a waterfall, almost within reach.

Ling Qingxiao tidyed up her hair, touched the top of Luo Han’s head lightly, and said, “It’s late at night, rest early. Good night.”

After speaking, he took a step back and disappeared into the temple.

Luo Han sat alone for a long time facing the room full of silence.

On the second day, Ling Qingxiao arrived not long after Luo Han got up. He accompanied Luo Han for breakfast, and then took her to the front hall of Yuqing Palace. When he was discussing matters with courtiers, he asked Luo Han to write and draw in the side hall, and sometimes he would come over to check Luo Han’s progress.

Luo Han simply suspected that he was taking the opportunity to retaliate.

After the chain was opened, neither of them lifted it up. That chain was useless, because Ling Qingxiao turned herself into a chain. The two ate together, went out together, and spent time together. Ling Qingxiao even wanted to cultivate a healthy office routine for Luo Han, so that they could be together when they approved the official document.

Luo Han was forced to study when he first came to the fairy world, but now he is forced to work. The workload of the Emperor of Heaven was terrible, and Luo Han was forced to work overtime with Ling Qingxiao, crying without tears.

No, she must get her storage ring and bodhi root tree as soon as possible. This kind of life is not for humans.

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In the evening, Luo Han leaned on the table and painted. As soon as she turned her head, she saw Ling Qingxiao sitting by the window, concentrating on reviewing the memorial.

Luo Han looked down at his children’s sketches, and then at Ling Qingxiao’s neat and beautiful Xingkai, feeling a hint of shame.

Ling Qingxiao was writing memorials when she was sleeping, Ling Qingxiao was writing memorials when she was playing on the tablet, and when she was doing nothing, Ling Qingxiao was still writing memorials. This is simply a model worker from the six worlds.

Ling Qingxiao noticed that Luo Han probed his brain. He put down the pen and said, “Are you hungry? Let’s go to dinner first.”

Luo Han gave a hum. When she got up, she accidentally said, “The weather is cold recently, and I suddenly want to drink spirit wine.”

Ling Qingxiao glanced at Luo Han quietly, and instructed the immortals: “Go get the Yuchen brew.”

After the meal was put up, the Xian’e didn’t have to order, and they withdrew automatically. Ling Qingxiao picked up the jug and poured two glasses of wine in person, and said: “Yuchen Brew is made with 108 kinds of elixir. It has the effect of nourishing the body and cultivating essence. But the stamina is big, so don’t drink too much.”

Luo Han responded. She picked up the wine glass and saw that Ling Qingxiao had no intention of moving, and asked, “Aren’t you drinking?”

Ling Qingxiao shook his head: “There will be official duties for a while.”

“You have twelve months a year, twelve hours a day, and every moment you have official duties.” Luo Han chuckled and said, “You don’t even drink it even if you relax on ordinary days?”

Ling Qingxiao looked at Luo Han, smiled, and said, “Okay.”

Ling Qingxiao picked up the wine glass, drank it all, and Luo Han immediately filled it up for him. Ling Qingxiao was calm when he drank, his face was fair, his expression was cold, he had a few glasses of wine, and there was no expression on his face.

If it weren’t for the wine that Luo Han poured herself, she would doubt that Ling Qingxiao was drinking water.

Luo Han asked tentatively: “You seem to drink well?”

“That’s right.” After Ling Qingxiao had a drink, her eyes became brighter and brighter, astonishingly black. With a clear indulgence in his eyes, he looked at Luo Han with a smile.

Luo Han had heard that the Dragon Clan drinkers are good, but now it seems that it is better than she expected. Luo Han originally tried to get Ling Qingxiao drunk, and inevitably took a few sips with him. Ling Qingxiao was not doing well, but Luo Han fainted first.

Luo Han leaned on the table, feeling dizzy after another in her mind, and her whole body was floating. Ling Qingxiao sighed softly: “You have said that the stamina is great, you have to believe it. Don’t move, sleep peacefully, tomorrow will be fine.”

Fortunately, the quality of Tiangong’s wine is excellent. Although the wine is strong, it does not suffer from headaches and other sequelae. After being drunk, a good night’s sleep can be repaired, and the consciousness can be deeply rested. At the end of the dinner, it was obviously impossible to eat. Ling Qingxiao picked up Luo Han and put it on the bed.

Luo Han’s cheeks were faintly red. After she touched the bed, she seemed to suddenly remember something, struggling to get up.

Ling Qingxiao held her hand down, very helpless: “What’s wrong?”

“I want to take a bath.”

“you’re drunk.”

“No, you must take a shower before going to bed.”

For immortals, bathing is more a means of relaxation and enjoyment, and ordinary cleanliness does not require water. Luo Han couldn’t stand still, so he wanted to find a bath. Ling Qingxiao couldn’t say to her, so she could only hold her to the bathroom.

Said it is a bathroom, it is actually another tall and deep palace. This was originally Ling Qingxiao’s bath. The vast water surface was carved out of the main hall. The water inside was the clearest spiritual spring in the world. The bath was covered with cold jade, luxurious and elegant. Outside the pool, there were a study room, couches, tables and chairs. Everything is available. Ling Qingxiao placed Luo Han on the small cave next to the bath and asked, “Are you still awake? Or I will let Xian’e come in and help you.”

“No, I can.” Luo Hanzhan was unsteady, but he was very persistent about it. “Only children can let adults take a bath. I’m already independent.”

Okay, Ling Qingxiao has nothing to say, and said, “Then I’m going out, so be careful.”

Although Luo Han was drunk, she was not a mortal after all. Ling Qingxiao retired to the yard and waited, taking care of trivial matters by the way. The official documents of Tiangong must be sent in the form of memorials, approved in accordance with a certain process, and finally archived in the three parties. But for other less formal matters, you don’t need to go through these processes. Ling Qingxiao conveys the order in the form of a letter of approval. It does not need to be stamped by Tianshangyuan, and there is no need to keep files. The speed and convenience are greatly improved. This is the Emperor of Heaven. The bulk of daily affairs.

Now that it is not convenient to criticize Zhezi, Ling Qingxiao handles some less formal chores. He replied to many approval notes, and gradually discovered that Luo Han had taken too long to bathe.

If she is awake, it doesn’t matter how long she stays, but now she is drunk and staying in the bath for so long when she is unconscious is not quite right.

Ling Qingxiao curled up his sleeves and walked toward the bath with a calm face. He stopped outside the hall, knocked on the door and asked, “Han, are you still awake?”

Inside it was quiet, and Ling Qingxiao knocked on the door again. He was about to let the fairy go in and check, when suddenly he heard a clatter inside, as if something had fallen into the water.

Ling Qingxiao pushed the door immediately and found that Luo Han was wearing a white coat, leaning against the pool and falling asleep, about to slide down.

Ling Qingxiao stopped at the door and called her twice. Luo Han did not respond. Seeing that the water surface was about to pass her neck, Ling Qingxiao had no choice but to step forward and try to wake Luo Han.

“Wake up first, it’s too dangerous to sleep here.”

Ling Qingxiao yelled several times, and Luo Han’s eyelashes finally moved. She opened her eyes in a daze, moved her limbs, and almost slipped. Ling Qingxiao hurriedly supported her, and after this tossing, his clothes were half wet.

Ling Qingxiao accepted her fate and went to the water to hug her up. The white clothes were soaked in water and stuck to the body, faintly outline the figure. Luo Han was only wearing a coat, and his sleeves were soaked in water and stuck to his arms, revealing a white wrist. Her collar was also loose, and she pressed tightly to her body, her collarbone looming, and up there was a slender neck.

Ling Qingxiao didn’t look good anymore, so she could only put her gaze on her face. She had just gotten drunk, her cheeks were red, and her hair was wet, and she writhedly stuck it on her face and neck. Her appearance is beautiful and inviolable, with a kind of inviolability of the gods, but now it is wet, like rain hitting a lotus, the color is still noble, but there is a fragile feeling of being pulled off the earth.

Ling Qingxiao controlled her sight and tried her best to take her out of the gentleman’s righteousness. However, Luo Han was very restless leaning on Ling Qingxiao. She seemed to have grasped a pillar, not only leaning her body weight on it, but also moving her arms, trying to find a comfortable position.

Although Ling Qingxiao wore several layers of regular clothes, the material got wet after entering the water, and it was also close to the body. Ling Qingxiao let Luo Han’s hand move randomly, helping her to walk out slowly.

Ling Qingxiao’s clothes were cold, and his body temperature was also cold, making him very comfortable to hold. Luo Han’s hand inadvertently brushed the jade pendant on his waist, rubbed his fingers across the side, and then put it in the water, looking completely unintentional.

Underwater, Luo Han held a ring in his palm. She quietly rubbed the back of the ring with her finger, and she felt a familiar glyph as expected. She was relieved and put the ring away quietly.

Ling Qingxiao brought Luo Han out of the water with a half support and a hug, and took her to the screen to change clothes. Fortunately, Luo Han has become sober after this series of tossings. Changing clothes can be done by himself without a maid.

Ling Qingxiao left the inner temple and went outside to ask people to prepare sober tea. He originally thought that there was no danger in Yuqing Palace, and that Luo Han could sober up after sleeping, and by the way, it could help her restore her consciousness, so he didn’t prepare sober tea. It now appears that there is no danger, and Luo Han can also create danger for himself.

It’s better to make her sober.

The breath of Ling Qingxiao in the room has gone away. Luo Han believes that with Ling Qingxiao’s moral level, he will never do anything like peeping. She assuredly took out the ring she had just brought from Ling Qingxiao and turned it back and forth, very moved.

She finally got her storage ring back. Luo Han opened the ring with his divine sense, to see if the contents were damaged. Unexpectedly, when she felt it, she found that it was empty.

empty?

Luo Han was taken aback, and immediately turned over and looked at the surface of the ring carefully. Luo Han’s own ring went into the sea, even if it is carefully maintained, there are unavoidable minor scratches on the jade surface. However, the ring was as clean as ever, without any traces on the surface.

Luo Han was stunned for a long time, and finally realized that she was deceived by Ling Qingxiao.

In order to get her things back, she deliberately got drunk, and then fell into the water, just to take the ring from Ling Qingxiao when she could get into the water when she was able to touch him upright. She sacrificed her hue, but Ling Qingxiao deliberately put a fake deception on herself?

Losing his wife and breaking down, Luo Han was surprisingly angry, and the remaining half of the wine woke up. Regardless of changing her clothes, she rushed outside to find Ling Qingxiao to settle her accounts.

Ling Qingxiao was sitting at the table pouring tea, and when she saw her coming out in wet clothes, she frowned and said, “Why haven’t you changed your clothes?”

Luo Han didn’t want to change clothes. She stretched out her hand, revealing the elegant white jade ring inside, and asked: “What is this?”

Ling Qingxiao glanced at her and looked at her with a smile: “Appearing in your hands, don’t you know what it is?”

Luo Han gritted her teeth with anger, her hair was damp, and a drop of water slid down her sideburns, slid across her face, hung on the tip of her chin along the chin line, swayed for a long time, and finally fell overwhelmed and sank. In the collar. Luo Han wiped off the water marks on his chin and said, “Why is this ring exactly the same as mine?”

“Tiangong’s standard ring. As the Emperor of Heaven, I have one or two with me. Isn’t it normal?”

Luo Han was blocked. She turned the thing over, revealing the lines inside, and then asked: “What about the engraving on the back? The standard ring of Tiangong is the same, but the personal mark is also the same?”

Ling Qingxiao didn’t rush and said, “I sculpted the pattern by myself, and I can paint casually. What’s wrong?”

Luo Han is about to explode. He is completely arguing. If she didn’t read the content today, wouldn’t she be cheated by Ling Qingxiao and still complacent? Luo Han’s eyes were round, and he gritted his teeth: “You deliberately. You calculated me deliberately!”

Ling Qingxiao did not deny this: “I did it on purpose. But if you don’t get it, this fake ring will never come in handy.”

Luo Han couldn’t bear it, and attacked Ling Qingxiao. Ling Qingxiao’s body was slightly sideways, holding Luo Han’s fist, and sighed: “You can’t beat me in close combat. Save some energy and go to sleep.”

Luo Han was getting angry, and he became more and more angry when he heard these words. With every move she used her strength this time, Ling Qingxiao held her two wrists, folded her arms around her, and whispered: “Goodbye, stop making trouble.”

Ling Qingxiao’s voice rang in her ears, and her breath slowly fell on Luo Han’s ears. When the two were close, Luo Han could feel his chest shaking slightly when he spoke. Luo Han was silent, and suddenly raised his leg to attack, Ling Qingxiao could only step back and avoid. Luo Han took the opportunity to break free, clenching his fist and rushed up again.

Ling Qingxiao had no choice but to accompany her to fight. Because of the fluctuation of spiritual power, Luo Han’s clothes and hair were half dried, and the sound of breaking through the air could be heard back and forth. In a certain round, Ling Qingxiao didn’t pay attention to the severity of Luo Han’s attack, and failed to let go in time. Luo Han’s sleeves were pulled, and he slid down for a long time.

Luo Han was only wearing a shirt, and his collar was suddenly torn open, revealing a white and round shoulder. Ling Qingxiao was stunned when she saw the scene in front of her. Luo Han’s attack immediately fell on her body. Ling Qingxiao did not hide. After she finished the fight, she turned and turned her eyes away.

Luo Han raised his collar angrily, Ling Qingxiao turned her back, and whispered: “Sorry.”

The two of them made a lot of noise in the sleeping hall, and Xian’e outside stood at the door, terrified: “Your Majesty, girl, what happened?”

Xian’e had the courage to ask, but didn’t dare to breathe. After a while, his majesty’s clear voice came from inside: “Nothing, retreat.”

Fairies should be. When they left, they heard whispers and some physical collision sounds. They didn’t dare to think about what they were doing inside, so they quit silently.

In the hall, Luo Han was struggling, her left hand was pressed on the table, her right arm was blocked, and her leg was blocked. Ling Qingxiao suppressed Luo Han completely, waited for the outside voice to dissipate, then lowered his voice: “Stop it.”

Luo Han stared at him angrily and asked, “Will you give it to me?”

Ling Qingxiao glanced down at Luo Han’s current situation, and said slowly: “You are not qualified to make a request now.”

His voice was soft, and he obviously didn’t have the domineering aura, but Luo Han heard the contempt from it. Luo Han had to do it again, Ling Qingxiao had run out of patience, picked her up directly, and walked quickly to the bed.

Luo Han was still looking for an opportunity to attack, but Ling Qingxiao stopped in a dumb voice, “Dare to move?”

His voice is also cold, and he speaks gently and slowly, like ice hitting a jade, but now, his voice is stained with imperceptible depression and is slightly dumb.

Luo Han stopped, instantly stiff. Ling Qingxiao put her on the bed, held her restless hand, wrapped her tightly in the quilt, only showing one head. Luo Han felt bored, twisted, forcibly torn apart neatly.

Ling Qingxiao had no choice but to do this. He stretched out his hand to touch Luo Han’s hair. It was gratifying. In a series of intense exercises, her clothes and hair were all dry. Ling Qingxiao straightened out her hair with her fingers and said, “Go to sleep. Good night.”

After Ling Qingxiao finished speaking, she got up from the bed and walked out slowly. Luo Han slowly got up from the bed, and when he went out, suddenly said: “I’m not kidding.”

Ling Qingxiao stopped at the door, half bright and half dark. He stood for a while and said, “I know.”

However, he is also a selfish person, unable to deny himself.

He will not let go.

Early the next morning, the maid came to report that Tiandao seemed to be in a bad mood today, neither talking nor laughing. They offered to let Tiandao go out to enjoy the scenery, but Tiandao refused.

Ling Qingxiao just nodded faintly about this: “The deity knows, go on. Haosheng takes care of the way of heaven. No matter what she thinks of it, she will do it immediately, and she must not neglect.”

“Yes.”

After the maid left, Ling Qingxiao looked at the neat pen and ink on the corner of the table, the stacks of memorials, the quiet Lizheng Hall, and the heaven that seemed to never change, and she sighed deeply in her heart.

Luo Han had tossed harder before, but Ling Qingxiao knew that this time it was true.

She really wanted to leave.