Chapter 42: The Mansion Has Good Wine

  Ling Jing rushed to her and winked, saying: "Linglong girl, you've wronged me to death. You didn't tell me beforehand that you'd disguise yourself as a man to come here. I couldn't find you just now, and it's all because of you that I was thoroughly disappointed."

  Actually, when he first laid eyes on this "young master" dressed in Ling's attire, he had already recognized her identity. Even though she was wearing men's clothing at the time, it couldn't conceal her peerless beauty. There were also countless people in the tavern secretly checking her out, but she herself didn't seem to care.

  "Linglong covered her mouth and smiled: 'What if I couldn't find you? Would you be very disappointed?'"

  Ling Jing stretched and said lazily, "That's only natural. I'm still hoping the young lady will invite me for a drink. If I couldn't find you, wouldn't that mean I'd have to make do with just drinking the northwest wind?"

  Her beautiful eyes glanced at him, saying: "Little slippery head. But I don't even know your name yet, why should I invite you to drink?" After finishing, she smiled and looked at Ling Jing.

  Ling Jing rubbed his nose, and suddenly said seriously: "Young master Ling Jing, a disciple of Mount Hua, greets Miss Ling. I pay my respects." As he spoke, he made a gesture similar to throwing a punch and bowed to Ling.

  Linglong rebuked him, saying: "You're not being serious."

  Ling Jing smiled wryly and said, "Miss, this is already my most serious state."

  Linglong let out a "heh" and smiled, saying: "Alright, since you're rarely serious, sister can't say no so I'll have to treat you to a drink first."

  Ling Jing burst out laughing and said, "Then thank you, miss. However, you calling yourself 'sister' is a bit off, I observe that you're at most 28 years old, how do you know your age will definitely be older than mine?"

  Linglong heard this and suddenly glanced out of the window, but quickly recovered and turned her head to scold: "You smooth-talking little devil, sister is definitely older than you." Her eyes blinked rapidly for a moment, then she smiled and said, "But sister's age can't be told to you."

  Ling Jing helplessly shrugged his shoulders. In fact, he could naturally see that the charming and lovely Ling Long couldn't possibly be a naive little girl. But when he was with Ling Long, he felt an inexplicable sense of relaxation in his heart, and he couldn't help but want to say some playful words to tease her.

  At this time, he poured himself a glass of wine without hesitation. As the wine entered his mouth, he slightly furrowed his brow. The last time he came to the Wild Goose Tower, because he was preoccupied with the main quest, he hadn't drunk any wine here. But now, he felt that the wine had a slightly bitter taste, although it was mellow, the aftertaste was not good.

  Linglong caught a glimpse of his changing expression and felt amused in her heart. In fact, after she arrived here, she had only taken a sip of the wine in the cup and hadn't touched it again. Seeing Lingjing pouring wine, she couldn't help but have a playful intention, so she didn't speak up either.

  At this time, she smiled and said: "What's wrong, don't you think the wine is good?"

  Ling Jing smiled wryly and said, "This time, the reputation of Yan Lou in the city is not small, but I didn't expect that this wine brewing skill is really not very impressive."

  "A faint glimmer flashed in her eyes as she asked: 'Want to drink some good wine?'"

  Ling Jing heard this and was taken aback. Although he wasn't greedy for wine, if there really was good wine, how could he let it go to waste? He said: "Oh? Does the young lady's household have some good wine that I'm not aware of?"

  "Linglong smiled and said: 'It's true that there is good wine in the mansion, but it's not in my mansion. If you want to drink good wine, just follow sister.'"

  ......

  The sky had gradually darkened, and the pedestrians on the road had almost disappeared. Ling Jing was standing behind a mansion with a helpless expression, following Ling Long. At this time, he looked at Ling Long's smiling face and asked in a somewhat helpless tone: "Miss, are you sure there is good wine here?"

  He looked at the grand mansion with high walls and gates, feeling a mix of emotions. Judging from the mansion's grandeur, its occupants must be influential people in the city. Could it be that they still had to sneak in to steal wine?

  "Linglong smiled and said: 'That's natural, now let's see if you have the guts to go in with me.'"

  Ling Jing coughed dryly and said: "That, uh, I'm also a disciple of a prestigious family, after all..."

  Linglong suddenly gave him a white eye, said "coward!", her body suddenly lightly jumped, turned into a white shadow, has fallen into the wall.

  "Ah!"

  Ling Jing suddenly stopped, his expression extremely surprised. Judging from Ling Lian's recent movements, he was probably several times more brilliant than himself. His body was as light as a swallow, and like a lone wild goose, he didn't see her make any moves, but in an instant, she had already leaped several feet high and several feet away. This kind of movement, even someone at the level of Yue Buqun might not be able to achieve. At this moment, his heart was truly stunned.

  He couldn't help but smile wryly to himself, but he didn't think that Linglong was a master who was difficult to fathom. In terms of her movements alone, she was already above many top-notch masters in the Jianghu. And as for his previous actions at "Qun Yu Yuan", where he had forced himself to stand up for her, wasn't it laughable, like a clown?

  He leaned against the wall, and suddenly felt a little anxious in his heart. Originally, he thought Linglong was just a worldly woman who emerged from the mud but was not stained, with a sense of pity and fondness in his heart, and naturally wanted to get close to her and understand her.

  But now suddenly learned that Linglong is actually a master, and from the movement, it's absolutely not an ordinary master, and there are some hesitations in his heart.

  Just then, Linglong whispered from inside the wall: "Hey, you're really not coming in?"

  Ling Jing didn't answer immediately, slightly dazed, after a while, he smiled bitterly and said: "Miss, your martial arts are so powerful, why have you been hiding it from me all along?"

  At this time, only a gust of wind was heard in his ear, and a faint fragrance followed into his nose. He turned his head to look, but Linglong had already flown out unnoticed, with a good smile on her face, laughing: "How come you're angry? But did you ask me if I knew martial arts or not? Sister didn't intentionally deceive you."

  Ling Jing was taken aback for a moment, and after careful consideration, it seemed that this was indeed the case. On that day in "Qun Yu Yuan", she had only regarded Ling Long as a weak and delicate woman, and had never thought about whether or not she knew martial arts. From start to finish, she had only treated her as an ordinary woman.

  He scratched his nose awkwardly, cleared his throat and said, "I guess so..."

  Linglong gave him a cold glance and said, "You're so petty."

  Ling Jing was sweating profusely, and after "Slippery Head", "Not Serious" and "Coward", he had another title of "Coward", which really made people laugh and cry.

  She looked at him with a smile that was not quite a smile and said, "So now, will the renowned Ling Xiaoyao, who claims to be a chivalrous hero from a prestigious clan, still want to go in and drink wine with this young woman?"

  Ling Jing suddenly puffed out his chest and said with a stern expression: "We people in the Jianghu don't have so many worries, today is just borrowing a few cups of wine to drink, when I'm free, I'll come back and return him a few large jars, isn't that it?"

  Her slender fingers covered her mouth as she smiled, and even her waist slightly arched, then she grasped Ling Jing's hand, her body moved, pulling Ling Jing to jump up, only to hear her say in Ling Jing's ear: "You have the most excuses, if you want to steal wine, just steal it, why do you need to find some righteous and solemn excuses, really."

  Ling Jing hummed softly and the two of them hand in hand had already entered within the wall.

  This chapter was written very slowly, I started writing it in the morning and only managed to squeeze it out now. The emotional scenes with Ling are a very important part of this book, so I put a bit more thought into it, which is why it's slower to write, please forgive me.

  It's been a while since I last asked for recommendations, so I'll take this opportunity to ask for one, thank you.