Chapter 69 Fatemeh’s Sorrow

"Miss Ling, don't be offended. It's really because you and Princess Fatme's brother are very similar that Fatme behaves like this." Sitting in the reception room of Feili's official residence, Feili smiled at Ling Qingyu.

After listening to Ram's translation, Ling Qingyu smiled and said, "How could it be that Princess Fatme's brother is not here anymore?"

"Yes, he died the year before last." Feili sighed. This was Princess Fatme's weakness. It is very common for Egyptian siblings to fall in love, but Princess Fatme doted on her half-brother too much, and as a result, people spied on her. , took His Highness Klim hostage and threatened Princess Fatme to give up her territory and rights. During the transaction between the two parties, when Fatme was about to hand over her symbol of power to the other party, Her Highness Klim pounced on the finger. He held his blade and died in Fatmeh's arms. Since then, Her Highness Fatme has changed. In the past, no matter how fierce the fight was in Dashi, Her Highness Fatme would not send troops. Now, she was afraid that she would definitely destroy that person's country.

"Ah, what a misfortune." Ling Qingyu changed the topic knowingly and said: "Sir Feili, we brought a lot of goods this time, and we also want to purchase frankincense, colored glaze and other goods here. I wonder if Sir Feili can help. Get busy."

"Haha, this is what I should do. There are several large trading houses now purchasing silk porcelain and spices. As for the spices you need, I can help you contact them." Feili said.

(Ram was the translator in the middle, and in subsequent conversations, Ram’s translation was simplified)

Feili acted very quickly. In the afternoon, he invited many big businessmen to his official residence. Ling Qingyu showed the samples of the goods. Those businessmen also brought their own samples, just to prevent them from communicating with each other and lowering the price. Ling Qingyu treated everyone here The goods given and requested are different, and the people do not meet at the same time. Instead, they meet at separate times, and only meet two companies 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 for help. After a busy afternoon, he emptied out all the goods for sale, and then brought in large quantities of ivory, rhinoceros horn, ambergris, pearls, colored glaze, frankincense, coral, woody incense, myrrh, Dried blood, asafoetida, styrax oil, no stone, rose water, fine polished colored glaze, soft colored glaze, gold silk brocade, five-color camel hair segments, nameless exotic, Mosaic stone, shark's silk, golden silk brocade , Huanbu, benzoin, glass, clam, coral tree, cat's ear essence, yellow wax, gold brocade, cocobolo, tortoise shell, gold incense, beads, etc. Egypt is rich in gold, and the price of gold here is much cheaper than in other places. After the goods purchased by Ling Qingyu are deducted from the goods, the rest are settled in gold. After the import and export are offset, after paying the tax on Aizab, there are still 390,000 Two gold.

After making an appointment to deliver the goods on the next day, Ling Qingyu and others returned to the ship, while Yang Zhao and Zhu Weili arranged the manpower to prepare the delivery and receipt of the goods.

Ling Qingyu returned to his bedroom and looked at several boxes full of gold at the end of the bed. Including the 360,000 taels of gold that he robbed from Su'er, plus the 390,000 taels this time, it was already Seven hundred and fifty thousand taels, huge profit! Moreover, although the goods imported this time accounted for only one-third of the ship's capacity, it would still be worth several million taels of silver back to Dazhou. If Fan Ye could be more relaxed this time and not sell so much, maybe It can reach eight million taels.

Of the 200,000 taels of gold initially brought back to Dazhou, 150,000 taels were given to Gu Sui, 50,000 taels were left for Cai Jingfang to open a gold shop, and there were 800,000 taels left on Fengshen Island.

I am a rich woman! Ling Qingyu was so happy that he rolled around on the bed.

"Ahem," Yan San coughed twice at the door. Looking at her like this, he knew that he had settled the score again.

"Ah, Yan San, just in time, put half of the gold into the secret cabin." Ling Qingyu said with a smile.

"That woman is here." Yan San said without answering her words.

"What woman?" Looking at Yan San's stinky face, Ling Qingyu asked in shock: "Princess Fatmei?"

Ling Qingyu raised his feet to welcome Princess Fatmei, and Yan San covered the boxes of gold, kicked half of them behind the bed, and carried two boxes to the secret cabin.

Princess Fatemeh's ceremony was still luxurious, and the boat was beautiful. The couch in the middle of the boat was surrounded by red gauze, and Fatemeh leaned on the soft cushion in the middle and chuckled.

The charming Egyptian enchantress!

Ling Qingyu asked people to put down the boat, but Princess Fatme would not be able to use the rope to get up.

More than twenty warriors came up first and surrounded Chuanxuan. Fatmei then came up in a soft sedan carried by two people with great dignity. Ling Qingyu saw that one of them was the one fighting Yan San, and he couldn't help but look at her more. At a glance, he saw that Fatme's eyes started to roll again, and he quickly took her hand and took her to his cabin. At the same time, he ordered to make hot pot to entertain Princess Fatme in the evening.

In addition to some warrior servants, several people came up next carrying three boxes.

Fatemeh looked around the cabin, asked the servants to put down their boxes and exit, but the two men carrying the sedan did not leave. Fatemeh frowned and gave another order, and the two men knelt down at her feet and still did not leave. .

Seeing that Fatme was about to get angry again, Ling Qingyu hurriedly pulled her hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, let's talk and pretend they don't exist."

Although she couldn't understand what Ling Qingyu said, Fatme also knew that she must be interceding on their behalf. She touched her face and said with a smile: "You are so kind, okay, um, just right, let them stay." That's fine." He glanced at Yan San who was standing at the door again, and said ****ly: "Does your entourage also want to be here?"

Ling Qingyu thought of the dark faces of Yan San and the others, and thought that if the princess came to have sex again later, she would not care, but Yan San and the others were afraid that they wouldn't be able to bear it, so she smiled at Yan San and said, "It's okay, rice." Okay, come and call me and ask them to make it spicier. She was almost too sweet to kill me earlier, and I also made her spicy to death."

Yan San glanced at the three people and estimated that it was impossible to kidnap people on this boat, so he closed the door and stood outside.

Fatme took Ling Qingyu's hand and walked to the box and opened the first box. Inside were all kinds of clothes, which were so exquisite and gorgeous that Ling Qingyu had never seen them before. Seeing the surprise in her eyes, Fatmeh opened the second box, which was a box of jewelry. These jewelry made of gold and inlaid with various jewelry were of gorgeous and exquisite colors.

Fatme took out a necklace that looked like a cloud shoulder and tied it around Ling Qingyu's neck. She nodded with satisfaction, then kissed her on the cheek and called softly: "Klim, Klim."

In the afternoon, Ram had already told Ling Qingyu the story told by Feili. At this time, when he heard Fatmei's call, Ling Qingyu felt that his heart was so weak that he hugged her and said, "Fatmei." , your brother doesn’t like you to be so sad, you have to live happily so that your brother can feel at ease.”

Ling Qingyu's voice was gentle, just like the boy who chased behind him every day, and his body and voice were both male and female. Klim was gentle and kind. Fatme held back the tears in her eyes, let go of Ling Qingyu, and opened the door with a smile. The last box.

Depend on! Ling Qingyu's eyes widened. That was a box. Well, she just bought it yesterday. It was just more gorgeous and...****.

Seeing Ling Qingyu's expression, Fatme laughed sincerely. Sure enough, Klim's expression was the cutest! Then he gave an order.

The two men who had been kneeling on the ground straightened their bodies, and then took off the white linen loincloths underneath them.

These two people were originally naked from the waist up, but as soon as the loincloths were removed from their lower bodies, they were naked.

Ling Qingyu's face turned red, and Fatme smiled even happier, pulling her to the front of the two of them. At the same time, let the two men raise their heads.

The two men are young and not very handsome, but they have a kind of heroic spirit, or the murderous spirit of a warrior. Coupled with their strong bodies, they also have an alluring masculine aura.

However, under Fatme's order, the two spread their legs, and Ling Qingyu saw what Fatme had asked her to see, the chastity belt between the two men's legs.

"Your people are too arrogant, Klim, don't let these men climb on your head, let them know clearly who is the master." Fatme said in Ling Qingyu's ear, and took a contactor from the box. Come out and throw him in front of the man who fought with Yan San.

The man bent down and picked up the contactor. It was very thick and had some tiny thorns on the top of its head. However, the man raised his buttocks without any hesitation, pointed the contactor at his back hole, and inserted it hard. Got in.

He used such force that half of the contactor went in at once, and bloodshot eyes overflowed. Ling Qingyu even felt the pain and shook his body, but the man didn't seem to feel any pain. He used force again, stuffed all the contactor in, and then quietly Lying on the ground.

Fatme walked behind him and stretched out her toes to fiddle with the part that was left outside. The man's body trembled, and he couldn't help but gasping for air from under his head lying on the ground.

Fatemeh said coldly again, and the man straightened up, leaned back, and opened his legs. The place tightly bound by the chastity belt had begun to swell and there were several blood marks.

Fatme retracted her foot, and the man's breathing stopped, and the swelling in the front also immediately subsided.

Seeing that Fatme was about to stretch her legs again, Ling Qingyu hurriedly held her back and said, "Okay, I know what these are for. Can you let them put on clothes?"

Fatemeh saw that her face was blushing and she didn't dare to look at the man when she was talking. She felt a little strange. What Klim liked most was to be treated like this by her. Could it be that this person who looked so similar to Klim didn't like it? Ah, by the way, she is a woman too!

"It's good that I give him to you." Fatme said with a smile.

Ling Qingyu didn't understand, but when he saw the man suddenly raised his head after hearing what Fatme said, his eyes that had always been emotionless were full of despair, he shook his head quickly and said: "No matter what you said, it must be no!"

"You don't like him?" Fatme glanced at the man and said, "Then I don't like him either."

The man knelt down, bowed deeply to Fatme, then picked up the knife beside him, pulled out the blade, turned it upside down, pointed it at his chest, and stabbed him.

Ling Qingyu shouted when he drew the knife: "Wait, don't do anything stupid!" and then rushed towards him.

It's just that her movements were not nearly 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 knife hand with one hand.

"Go away." The man shouted at Yan San with red eyes. Then thrust in harder.

"Fatme, stop him quickly!" Ling Qingyu shouted to Fatme. Although I don’t understand why the man committed suicide, he must have only listened to Fatme’s words.

"Okay, it's really ugly." Fatme said coldly.

As soon as the man let go of his hand, Yan San snatched the knife away. Yan San saw that although he let go, his eyes were filled with death. He glanced around and saw the things in front and behind him. He frowned slightly and looked towards There was a hint of pity in his eyes.

At this time, Yang Zhao and Lamu, who heard the noise inside, also rushed in. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help but be startled. When they heard Ling Qingyu shouting to close the door, Yang Zhao stepped back, and then faced Yan Qi who had rushed 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.

"Ram, help me tell her that it's not that I don't like him or this man, but I prefer Fatme. I like such a powerful person to stay by her side and protect her safety." Ling Qingyu said anxiously.

"Ahem, this, Your Highness, our master said that her love for you is much more important than this man. She hopes that there will be 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 pleading eyes and anxious expression, and hearing such words again, Fatme's heart softened again. She knelt down and faced the man and said, "Sumu, look, Klim is again I’m begging for mercy for you, he’s always so kind, right? Even if you kill him, he’s still so kind to you, so I’ll let you live.”

Fatme stood up and ordered them to put on their loincloths.

After Su Mu put on his loincloth, he bowed to Ling Qingyu, then silently stepped back and knelt in the corner of the house.

Seeing that the man's eyes had regained their sparkle, Yan San asked Ram: "What did she say?"

Ram pulled Yan San out of the bedroom before saying what Fatmeh said. Then he shook his head sadly and said: "Actually, most of us here are masters who don't treat their servants as human beings. It will be like this." If our master, um, says this, it is understandable that the princess likes the master. Such a beautiful princess and the master are together, um, ah!"

He received three slaps on the head.

After beating Lamu, Yan San thought for a moment. He thought that the man couldn't bear the humiliation, but it seemed like he wasn't? Is it because Fatme wants to give him to Ling Qingyu?

"Master, master! Oh no, a warship is coming!" a crew member shouted below.

Ling Qingyu was frightened and hurriedly walked out of the cabin to take a look at the terrace outside.

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, those ships were equipped with ramming horns. The ships were densely packed with soldiers holding weapons, and there were also catapults.

"Be on guard!" Yang Zhao shouted, then took the bow that He Li had taken.

"Aragorn! What do you want to do!" Fatme walked to Ling Qingyu's side leisurely and said. Her voice was not loud, but it was clear and moving, and it was carried by the sea breeze at night.

When Ling Qingyu heard Aragorn's name, he exhaled. He knew him. He waved to Yang Zhao and asked him to withdraw first, so as not to misunderstand the gunfire.

On the largest warship in the lead, a figure flew up, grabbed the rope of Fengshen, climbed up in a few moments, and said to Fatme on the second floor: "Your Highness, what are you doing here?"

It was a handsome man about twenty years old with a murderous look all over his body. He was wearing a black robe, a golden belt around his waist, and a white scarf on his head. His face was as sharp and angular as a knife, and he had a pair of blue eyes. His eyes looked at Fatme with cold yet warm eyes.

"I have become a sister with her. What do I want to do with you, sister? Are you here to question me?!" Fatme said as she took Ling Qingyu's hand.

Aragorn's eyes were on fire. He stared at the intertwined hands, bowed and saluted, and said: "My respected highness, you know Aragorn's intentions."

Fatme walked down the stairs slowly, and Ling Qingyu was holding her hand. She was crying in her heart, but she could only follow her down the stairs.

When Fatme came to her, Aragorn knelt down, kissed her toes, and said, "Your Highness, Aragorn is back."

(The surrounding crew members of the Fengshen dropped their eyes to the floor)

Fatme ignored him, pulled Ling Qingyu aside, waved to make everyone step back, and then waved Ram over, saying: "Tell Klim that when you go back this time, don't come to Aizabu for the next two years." Let’s wait a few years and come back after the place has calmed down.”

After hearing Ram's translation, Fatme hugged Ling Qingyu gently and whispered in her ear: "Klim, live well in that distant country, live well."

Princess Fatmeh left as grandly as she came, and the dozen or so warships left together with the gorgeous painted boat.

"Master, master, the hot pot is ready, let's bring it up to eat?" The cook ran up to the deck happily. He heard that today's guest was a stunning beauty, so he deliberately showed off that today's dish was the most delicious he had ever cooked in his life.

"Hey? What's wrong with you? You don't want to eat?" The cook muttered when no one paid attention to him and everyone looked at the sea in the distance.

That lonely figure standing on the bow of the boat, such a peerless beauty, Ling Qingyu suddenly felt his heart twitching and hurting.

"Let's go eat hot pot." Yang Zhao pulled Ling Qingyu and said loudly.

"Yes, let's eat hot pot, eat hot pot." The boatman shouted as if he had woken up.

Returning to the cabin, he calmly closed all three boxes. Ling Qingyu said to Yang Zhao: "Zhao, please hand over the goods as soon as possible. Let's leave early."

Fatmeh, I hope you can live a safe and happy life. There are people who love you around you. Why should you let sadness cover your eyes?