Chapter 52 Leng Qing: I seem to have seen Lingling
in the living room.

Leng Qing took out the milk as a treat and asked expressionlessly, "How did you find this place?"

An Yuan was a little reserved, "I asked around..."

Leng Qing thought about it and realized that her off-campus address was indeed not a secret. She changed the subject and asked directly, "What do you want to see me for?"

"Senior Leng Qing, have you heard about me?"

"No."

An Yuan took a breath and said, "It's like this. I'm a freshman who just joined the school a while ago. I had a dispute with a member of the Tang family... Tang Huatian wanted to use the power of the seniors to suppress me."

Leng Qing frowned slightly, "Do you want me to help you coordinate?"

She is a wizard who is close to the Inquisition, and the Tang family is an important part of the Inquisition.

Hearing that the Tang family was so domineering, Leng Qing instinctively felt unhappy.

Now that An Yuan has come to her for help, she hesitates whether to talk to Tang Zhong about it some other day.

Although he lost the Venice competition, this did not affect Leng Qing's position in the trial council.

Even though her father Qin Zhan was missing, her mother Leng Yuan was still an important figure in the Leng family. What's more, she was a senior executive at the Tribunal headquarters and a highly valued genius. The Tang family had to treat her with courtesy.

If she were to say so, Tang Zhong would definitely restrain the younger generation in the clan.

"How dare you let Senior Sister Leng Qing become enemies with the Tang family because of me..."

"Besides, this is a matter between Tang Huatian and me. I would like to ask you to just buy me some time. I will defeat Tang Huatian fairly and end things with him, but I am worried that he might resort to some bad tactics."

An Yuan pursed his lips and pleaded with his eyes, "Senior Leng Qing, please help me."

Leng Qing was stunned.

This scene is so familiar!
In her nightmare that morning, Lingling asked her for help with this expression!

She refused without a second thought, which resulted in a nightmare.

The scene of Lingling's tragic death was still vivid in Leng Qing's mind. His breathing quickened and his chest rose and fell slightly.

When she came to her senses, she found that An Yuan took her silence as a rejection, pursed his lips and stood up:
"I'm sorry, Senior Sister Leng Qing, my sudden request has caused you trouble."

Having said that, An Yuan turned around and prepared to leave, and finally looked back in silence.

picture!
It’s so similar!

Whether in expression, tone or actions, Lingling and An Yuan in the dream are exactly the same person!

At this moment, An Yuan's image overlapped with Ling Ling's. Leng Qing inexplicably felt a bit of anger at Ling Ling being bullied by the Tang family, and subconsciously reached out his hand:
"Ling... No, An Yuan, please wait a moment."

Leng Qing took a deep breath and said expressionlessly, "As a member of the Inquisition, I will not allow termites to exist. I will help you with your matter."

"Thank you, senior!"

An Yuan was surprised.

"Ah."

Leng Qing inexplicably felt relieved, as if he had helped Lingling. The depression accumulated in the nightmare disappeared:
"I'll help you. If there's nothing else, please leave."

An Yuan shook his head with a sincere look in his eyes, "No, Senior Sister Leng Qing, your willingness to help me really helped me a lot, please let me thank you!"

"I see that your mental state seems to be a little bad. Have you been very nervous recently? I am a mind mage and a doctor. I can see that you have been suffering from severe mental exhaustion for a long time."

"This is my specialty. Please allow me to repay you by providing you with a free soothing service! I guarantee that it will relieve your fatigue and even cheer you up."

Leng Qinghun didn't care, "It's okay, I don't need it, you can go back." "Senior Leng Qing, please let me repay you a little."

Leng Qing looked at those sincere eyes, thinking that he had been having nightmares recently, and nodded helplessly:

"Ok."

"We don't have all the tools here. Could you please ask Senior Sister Leng Qing to move to the infirmary? It's right at the entrance of the school."

"Ah."

"Great! I will definitely try my best to make you relax!"

An Yuan showed a happy smile:
'The plan is clear.'

……

The clinic, in the room that once belonged to Ye Xinxia.

An Yuan prepared incense, ointments, powders and other materials. Her eyes were filled with pink ripples. She put on gloves and massaged Leng Qing's temples.

Leng Qing didn't care at first, but as the places where the hands were massaging gradually became warm, it seemed that streams of warm currents flowed into his brain, slowly spreading out with the pumping of his heart. His whole body felt as light and comfortable as if he was soaking in a hot spring.

In a daze, Leng Qing rarely thought about anything. He forgot the troubles brought by the failure of the Venice competition, the guilt brought by the blame of his classmates, and the fear brought by his father's disappearance...

An Yuan was a little surprised.

"You don't even want to sleep?"

The clinic is his spiritual realm that he has carefully arranged. After cheating Tang Guangyan out of five million, he even equipped it with the best quality medicines and furnishings. For example, the incense and ointment at this time have the effect of helping sleep.

If it were a normal person, he would have lost consciousness and fallen into a comfortable sleep by now.

An Yuan served patiently. He knew that Leng Qing was a powerful wizard, so when he used mental magic, he only dared to do so with discretion and slight soothing actions.

After a while, An Yuan said softly beside Leng Qing's ear, "Senior Leng Qing, please lie down. There will be a massage service next."

Leng Qing opened his eyes with satisfaction and yawned comfortably, like a kitten whose fur had been smoothed. He took off his cold mask and spoke in a gentle and pleasant voice:
"Don't bother. Your soothing effect is very good. I want to go home and have a good sleep now. Thank you for your hard work, An Yuan."

An Yuan patiently explained: "It's okay, senior sister, I only massage the right spots. You are a high-level magician, how dare I offend you?"

"After I comforted you, I realized that you were really tense. You must have been under great pressure for three or four months, right?"

"Senior is working too hard and shouldering so much. If she continues like this, I'm afraid even her personality will be affected, and her life will be affected."

"Please allow me to repay your kindness and use my insignificant medical skills to relieve your condition. During the massage service, I will soothe your muscles, regulate your organs, and unblock your mind and body. I guarantee that you will be satisfied."

Leng Qing felt the comfortable touch on his temple and hummed softly:
"Okay, but if you dare to touch something you shouldn't touch..."

"Senior is my benefactor!"

"Well, come on."

Leng Qing turned around.

An Yuan covered her with a thin blanket and looked at the graceful curves of her back, like a dancing butterfly, and her plump and perky buttocks and legs, which were outlined by the white blanket, with admiring eyes.

He lit new incense, sprinkled clear mucus on the surface of the thin blanket, soaked Leng Qing's back, and stroked it with both hands:
"Don't worry, Senior Leng Qing. This liquid medicine will evaporate automatically, so it doesn't matter if your clothes get wet."

Leng Qing hummed.

After a few minutes, feeling the extreme enjoyment in her back, shoulders, arms and calves, Leng Qing seemed to be worried that An Yuan didn't hear her response, and she kept saying "hmm" in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)