"Miss Ling, don't be surprised. It's because you are very similar to Princess Fatmey's younger brother. Fatmey is like this." Sitting in the reception room of Feili's mansion, Feili smiled at Ling Qingyu.
After listening to Lamu's translation, Ling Qingyu smiled and said, "Why, isn't Princess Fatmey's younger brother here?"
"Yes, he died the year before last." Fili sighed. This is Princess Fatme's weakness. It is very common for siblings to fall in love with each other in Egypt, but Princess Fatme doted on her half-brother so much that she was peeped on. , took His Royal Highness Kerim hostage, and threatened Princess Fatmey to give up her territory and rights. When the two sides traded, when Fatmey was about to hand over the symbol of her rights to the other party, His Royal Highness Kerim rushed towards the finger. Holding his blade, he died in Fatme's arms. His Highness Fatmey has changed since then. In the past, His Highness Fatmey would not have sent troops no matter how hard Dashi fought. Now, she is afraid that she will definitely destroy that person's country.
"Ah, what a pity." Ling Qingyu changed the subject knowingly, and said, "Master Feili, we brought a lot of goods this time, and we also want to buy frankincense glass and other goods here. I don't know if Lord Feili can help. busy."
"Hehe, this is what I should do. Now there are several big companies buying silk, porcelain and spices. As for the spices you need, I can help you get in touch," Feili said.
(The translation is done by Ram in the middle, and the subsequent dialogue will simplify the translation of Ram)
Feili moved very quickly. In the afternoon, many big businessmen were attracted to his official residence. Ling Qingyu showed the samples of the goods, and those merchants also brought their own samples, just to prevent them from communicating with each other and lowering the price. The goods given by the buyer are different from the goods they want, and the people do not meet at the same time. Instead, they only meet two at a time. Once the price is right, they will immediately finalize the price and sign the contract.
Ling Qingyu sent someone to call Zhu Weili to help, and after a busy afternoon, he emptied out all the goods to be sold, and then bought a large amount of ivory, rhino horn, ambergris, real pearls, glass, frankincense, coral, wood incense, myrrh, Dried blood, Ferulicum ferulae, Suhe oil, no stones, rose water, first-class colored glaze from crushed flowers, soft colored glaze, golden silk brocade, five-color camel hair sections, nameless, mosuo stone, crocodile silk, inter-golden silk brocade , fire raccoon cloth, benzoin, glass, clam, coral tree, cat ear essence, yellow wax, woven gold soft brocade, rosewood incense, tortoise shell, golden face incense, beads, etc. Egypt is rich in gold, and the price of gold here is far cheaper than other places. After the goods purchased by Ling Qingyu are deducted from the goods, all other settlements are settled in gold. Two gold.
After making an appointment for delivery on the next day, Ling Qingyu and others returned to the ship, while Yang Zhao and Zhu Weili went to arrange manpower to prepare for delivery and receipt.
Ling Qingyu returned to her bedroom and looked at the boxes full of gold at the end of the bed. There were already 360,000 taels of gold in it, including the robbed from Suer. Seven hundred and fifty thousand taels, huge profits! Moreover, although the goods purchased this time only accounted for one-third of the capacity of the ship, it would be worth several million taels of silver when they returned to Dazhou. It can reach eight million taels.
Of the 200,000 taels of gold that was brought back to Da Zhou at the beginning, 150,000 taels were given to Gu Sui, 50,000 taels were reserved for Cai Jingfang to open a gold shop, and 800,000 taels remained on Fengshen Island.
I am a rich woman! Ling Qingyu rolled around on the bed with joy.
"Cough cough," Yan San coughed twice at the door, seeing her like this, he knew that the score was settled again.
"Ah, Yan San, it's just right, put half of the gold in the dark cabin." Ling Qingyu laughed.
"That woman is here." Yan San said without answering her words.
"What woman?" Looking at Yan San's stinky face, Ling Qingyu asked in surprise, "Princess Fatmey?"
Ling Qingyu raised his feet to welcome Princess Fatmey, and Yan San covered the few boxes of gold, kicked half of them behind the bed, and took two boxes to the dark cabin by himself.
The guard of honor of Princess Fatmey is still luxurious, the boat is beautiful, the couch in the middle of the boat is surrounded by red gauze, and Fatmey leans on the soft seat in the middle and chuckles.
The all-powerful Egyptian enchantress!
Ling Qingyu asked the boat to be let down, but Princess Fatmey would not come up on the rope.
More than 20 warriors came up first to surround Chuan Xuan, and Fatmey came up in a soft sedan chair carried by two people in a stately manner. Ling Qingyu saw that one of them was the one who fought with Yan San, and he couldn't help but look at it too much. At a glance, seeing that Fatme's eyes began to roll again, he hurriedly took her hand to take her to his cabin, and at the same time ordered to make hot pot for Princess Fatme at night.
In addition to some samurai servants who came up later, several people carried three boxes.
Fatme looked around the cabin, and told the servants to put down the boxes and leave, but the two people carrying the sedan chair didn't leave. Fatme frowned and ordered again, and the two men knelt at her feet, but still didn't leave. .
Seeing that Fatmei was about to get angry again, Ling Qingyu quickly took her hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, let's talk, just pretend they don't exist."
Although she couldn't understand what Ling Qingyu said, Fatmei also knew that she must be interceding for them, so she touched her face and said with a smile: "You are so kind, well, um, just right, let them stay That's fine." He glanced at Yan San who was standing at the door again, and said ambiguously, "Is this entourage of yours here too?"
Ling Qingyu thought of Yan San and the others' dark faces all the time, and thought that she wouldn't care if the princess came to be ambiguous again later, but Yan San and the others were afraid they couldn't bear it, so she smiled at Yan San and said, "It's okay, the meal is ready. Call me, ask them to make it more spicy, she almost sweetened me to death before, and I also spicy her to death."
Yan San glanced at the three of them, guessing that it was impossible to kidnap people on this boat, so he closed the door and guarded outside.
Fatemei took Ling Qingyu's hand and walked to the box, opened the first box, and inside were all kinds of clothes, which were exquisitely made and gorgeous, which Ling Qingyu had never seen before. Seeing the astonishment in her eyes, Fatmey opened the second box, which was a box of jewelry. These gold jewelry inlaid with various jewelry were gorgeous and exquisite in color.
Fatemei took out a necklace like a cloud shoulder, tied it around Ling Qingyu's neck, nodded in satisfaction, then kissed her on the cheek, and called softly: "Klim, Klim."
In the afternoon, Ram had already told Ling Qingyu the story Feili told. Hearing Fatme's call at this time, Ling Qingyu felt so soft in his heart that he hugged her and said, "Fateme , your younger brother doesn't like you being so sad, your brother can rest assured only if you have a happy life."
Ling Qingyu's voice was gentle, just like the boy who was chasing after him every day, with a male and female body and voice, the gentle and kind Kerim, Fatme held back the tears in his eyes, let go of Ling Qingyu, and opened the door with a smile. The last box.
Depend on! Ling Qingyu's eyes widened. It was a box. Well, the things she just bought yesterday were more gorgeous and...perverted.
Seeing Ling Qingyu's expression, Fatemey laughed sincerely. Sure enough, Kelim's expression is the cutest! Then he gave an order.
The two men who had been kneeling on the ground straightened their bodies, and then untied the white linen loincloths under them.
The upper body of these two people was naked, but once the loincloth was removed, they were naked directly.
Ling Qingyu's face turned red, and Fatemey smiled even more happily, and pulled her in front of the two of them. At the same time, let the two men raise their heads.
The two men are not very young, and they are not very beautiful, but they have a kind of heroic spirit, or the murderous spirit of a warrior, coupled with their strong figure, they also have an attractive masculine atmosphere.
However, under Fatmey's order, the two spread their legs apart, and Ling Qingyu saw the chastity belt between the two men's legs that Fatmey asked her to see.
"Your people are too arrogant, Kelim, don't let these men climb on your head, let them recognize who is the master." Fatemei said in Ling Qingyu's ear, and took a contactor from the box Come out and throw it in front of the man who fought with Yan San.
The man bent down to pick up the tentacle, the tentacle was very thick, with some tiny thorns on the top of his head, but the man raised his buttocks without any hesitation, pointed the tentacle at his acupoint, and inserted it hard went in.
He used such force that half of the tentacles went in at once, and the blood spilled out. Ling Qingyu felt the pain so much that his body trembled, but the man didn't seem to feel any pain. He pushed hard again, stuffed all the tentacles in, and then quietly Lie on the ground.
Fatmey walked behind him, stretched out his toes to fiddle with the part that was left outside, the man's body trembled, and the uncontrollable panting sound came from under the head lying on the ground.
Fatme said coldly again, and the man straightened up, leaned back, and opened his legs. The place tightly bound by the chastity belt had already swelled and had several blood marks.
Fatme retracted his feet, and the man's panting stopped, and the swelling in front also disappeared immediately.
Seeing that Fatmei was about to stretch her feet again, Ling Qingyu hurriedly grabbed her and said, "Okay, I know what these are for, you, can you let them put on clothes."
Seeing that her face was blushing and she didn't dare to look at the man when she was talking, Fatmey felt a little strange. Kerim likes to be treated like this by her. Doesn't this person who looks like Kerim don't like it? Ah, by the way, she is also a woman!
"It's good that I give him to you." Fatme laughed.
Ling Qingyu didn't understand, but when he saw that the man heard Fatmey's words, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of despair, he shook his head quickly and said, "No matter what you said, you must no!"
"You don't like him?" Fatmey glanced at the man and said, "Then I don't like him either."
The man knelt down, gave Fatme a deep salute, then picked up the knife beside him, drew out the blade, turned it upside down, pointed it at his chest, and stabbed him.
Ling Qingyu yelled out when he drew the knife: "Wait, don't do something stupid!" and then rushed towards him.
It's just that her movements were not as fast as the man's. Fortunately, when he drew the knife, the sound made Yan San open the door and rush in, and then grabbed the man's hand holding the knife.
"Go away." The man shouted at Yan San with red eyes. Then stab in harder.
"Fatemei, stop him!" Ling Qingyu shouted at Fatemey. Although he didn't understand why the man committed suicide, he must have only listened to Fatmey's words.
"Okay, it's ugly." Fatmey said coldly.
As soon as the man let go, the knife was snatched by Yan San. Yan San saw that although he let go, his eyes were full of ashes. With a glance, he saw what was in front of him and what was behind him. He frowned slightly and looked at him. There was a trace of pity in his eyes.
At this time, Yang Zhao and La Mu, who heard the sound inside, also rushed in, and couldn't help being stunned when they saw the scene. Hearing Ling Qingyu yell to close the door, Yang Zhao retreated, and then greeted Yan Qi who had already come in from the captain's room. Shaking his head, he closed the door.
With just one glance, Yan Qi also saw the scene inside, and stood outside the door silently.
"Lam, tell her for me, it's not that I don't like him, it's this man, but I like Fatmey better, and I like such a powerful person to stay by her side to protect her safety." Ling Qingyu said urgently.
"Ahem, this, Your Royal Highness, our master said that her love for you is much more important than this man, and she hopes that you will have more powerful and loyal people around you, so that even if she is thousands of miles away Besides, as long as you are safe, she will be happy," Ram translated.
Seeing Ling Qingyu's anxious expression with pleading eyes, and hearing such words again, Fatmey's heart softened to water again, she knelt down, faced the man and said, "Sum, look, Klime is here again. I begged for you, he is always so kind, right, even if you kill him, he is still so kind to you, then I will save your life."
Fatme stood up and ordered them to put on their loincloths.
After putting on the loincloth, Sum bowed to Ling Qingyu, then retreated silently, and knelt in the corner of the house.
Seeing that the man's eyes regained his spirit, Yan San asked Ram, "What did she say?"
Ram pulled Yan San out of the bedroom, Fang said Fatmey's words, then shook his head sighingly, and said: "Actually, most of us here are masters who don't treat servants as human beings, and there will be like If our master is like this, um, if you put it this way, it is reasonable for the princess to like the master. Such a beautiful princess is with the master, um, ah!"
Papapa got three slaps on the head.
After beating Ram, Yan San pondered for a moment, thinking that the man was unbearable to be humiliated, it seems he is not? Could it be because Fatemei wanted to give him to Ling Qingyu
"The head of the house, the head of the house! It's not good, a warship is coming!" A crew member below shouted.
Ling Qingyu was startled, hurried out of the cabin, and went to the balcony outside to have a look.
Wow! There were more than a dozen warships lined up in front of the Fengshen. Although the ships were not as big as the Fengshen, they were all equipped with rams. Soldiers with weapons were densely packed on board, and there were also catapults.
"Be alert!" Yang Zhao shouted, and then took the bow that He Li took down.
"Aragorn! What do you want!" Fatme leisurely walked to Ling Qingyu and said to her. Her voice was not loud, but it was clear and moving, and it passed with the sea breeze at night.
Hearing Aragorn's name, Ling Qingyu breathed out, so he knew him, so he quickly waved to Yang Zhao and asked him to withdraw first, so as not to misunderstand and misfire.
On the first largest warship, a figure flew up, grabbed the rope of the Fengshen, climbed up in a few strokes, and said to Fatmey on the second floor: "Your Highness, what are you doing here?"
It was a handsome man in his twenties with a murderous look all over his body. He was wearing a black robe, a golden belt around his waist, and a white turban on his head. His face was as sharp as a knife, and a pair of blue His pupils looked at Fatmey coldly and warmly.
"I've become a sister with her, what's the matter with me if I come to see my sister? Are you here to question me?!" Fatmei took Ling Qingyu's hand while talking.
Aragorn's eyes burst into flames, he stared at the clasped hands, bowed and saluted, and said, "My respected Highness, you know Aragorn's intentions."
Fatmei walked down the stairs slowly, and Ling Qingyu was holding her hand, crying in his heart, but he could only follow him down the stairs.
When Fatme came to her, Aragorn knelt down, kissed her toes, and said, "Your Highness, Aragorn is back."
(The eyes of the surrounding Fengshen crew members dropped all over the place)
Fatmey ignored him, pulled Ling Qingyu aside, waved people back, then beckoned Ram to come over, and said, "Tell Kelim, this time you go back, don't come to love Zhabu for the next two years. Well, after a few years, when the place is calm, come again."
After hearing Ram's translation, Fatemei hugged Ling Qingyu gently, and whispered in her ear: "Klim, live a good life in that distant country, live a good life."
Princess Fateme left in a mighty way just like when she came, and the dozen or so warships left behind the gorgeous painting boat.
"The head of the house, the hot pot is ready, let's bring it up and eat it?" The cook happily ran up to the deck. He heard that today's guest is a peerless beauty, so he made a point of showing that today's dish is the most delicious he has ever cooked in his life.
"Hey? What's wrong with you guys? Don't you eat?" Seeing that no one paid attention to him, and everyone was looking at the sea far away, the cook muttered.
That lonely figure standing on the bow, such a peerless beauty, Ling Qingyu suddenly felt his heart twitch and ached.
"Go, go eat hot pot." Yang Zhao pulled Ling Qingyu and said loudly.
"Yeah, eat hot pot and eat hot pot." The boat shouted as if waking up.
Back in the cabin, and calmly covered the three boxes, Ling Qingyu said to Yang Zhao, "Azhao, finish the delivery as soon as possible, we'll leave earlier."
Fatmey, I hope you can live in peace and happiness too. You have someone who loves you by your side, so why let sadness cover your eyes.