Cultivating Farmer Conquers All Realms

0Ling Feiyu was even more confused now, this man and woman's minds were completely out of sync! Huang Meiming wanted to dye his own yellow skin white so that it would look white. That way, no one would call him Divine State People.    0

    

Begonia was the complete opposite of Huang Meiming. Her sense of pride had already been assimilated into her bloodline, while Huang Meiming was a classic example of reverse nationalism.    

    

"Professor Ling, I'm going out for a while. Can you stay here by yourself?" Begonia wanted to go to the toilet. She had already endured it for a long time, but Huang Meiming who was about to wake up could not stop himself from worrying.    

    

Ling Feiyu wished that she could go out and happily said, "No problem, if you have something to do, go."    

    

Begonia quickly walked out. The moment Ling Feiyu saw her, she flicked the pill in his hand into Huang Meiming's mouth.    

    

The white pill immediately turned into medicinal power and seeped into Huang Meiming's body. His originally tightly knitted eyebrows gradually relaxed, and woke up even earlier than he expected. He woke up almost as soon as the pill took effect.    

    

Huang Meiming opened his eyes and looked at Ling Feiyu, "Professor Ling, why are you here, where's my fiancee?"    

    

"Lil 'Ming, you woke up. How are you feeling right now?" The Begonia just happened to be back, and was pleasantly surprised to find that Huang Meiming had actually awoken!    

    

"I feel pretty good. My heart is much calmer now. I feel much better after a nap." Huang Meiming didn't know what was going on either; he only felt that his heart was at peace. This was the effect of Ling Feiyu's pill. As long as one was not truly crazy, a single pill could calm him down.    

    

The effects lasted for three to five days, and after that, the stimulation was gone. It was simple and crude.    

    

Jiang Zhufeng bought a lot of these pills for him. They were mainly used to deal with the soldiers' emergency trauma after the war, and the effects of just one of these pills were obvious.    

    

Using it to deal with Huang Meiming's small provocation was simply a waste of his ability, but Ling Feiyu did not care about this medicine.    

    

"If you don't have anything else, I'll be leaving. We'll meet at the academy tomorrow." Ling Feiyu still wanted to go find Bi Ling, but what happened just now gave him a fright.    

    

Begonia enthusiastically sent Ling Feiyu out. When they returned to the ward, Huang Meiming had already said that he wanted to be discharged.    

    

"Lil 'Ming, don't worry. The doctor will be here shortly. Check it again." The crabapple was very gentle, coaxing his little brother like a big sister.    

    

Huang Meiming was currently taking the exam to become a graduate and become Bi Qiang's student like the dead An Qi, but he was already old enough to get married.    

    

Huang Meiming unhappily asked her, "Why are you giving it to him? It's our first time meeting him, why are you being so courteous?"    

    

The transvestite was slightly surprised, "This is etiquette, Little Ming. The Professor Ling came to see you from afar because he cares about you. Just based on this kind of intention, I should send him out."    

    

"It's another feudal rule of the Divine State. You can just send him to the door, it's not like you know him." Huang Meiming's words were sour, he knew that his appearance was not outstanding, whether it was in the eyes of the Divine State People or the eyes of the white skin, he was not the type to have any charisma.    

    

But he was talented, he only studied oil painting and sculpture at the White Eagle Academy of Arts, so the content of Professor Ling Feiyu had a lot to do with him.    

    

Although art did not consider academic qualifications, there were still many occasions where one had to consider hard conditions, especially in the field of culture with a white face. Academic style was always the one with the most power in speech.    

    

If Ling Feiyu had not become famous right from the start, and her artistic achievements were really high, then she would be an unorthodox person in the eyes of the academy.    

    

Huang Meiming was talented, not only in drawing, but also in carving. It was a pity that his current work was not worth much, if his instructor Bi Qiang was on the same level as Ling Feiyu, then there might be people who would buy his work.    

    

He felt that being able to attract a mature and beautiful woman like Begonia was all due to his talent, but now a Ling Feiyu that was even more talented, more accomplished, more handsome, and freaking rich than him emerged. Huang Meiming instantly felt a sense of crisis.    

    

Everyone knew that Ling Feiyu was a rich fifth brother of the Diamond King, and that she could f * cking play everything. Just by carving a stone, she would be able to fetch a sky-high price of several tens of millions!    

    

Even if the price was the same as the price of the jade itself, it was still enough to prove the high premium Ling Feiyu would bring to the jade after processing.    

    

The talent that Huang Meiming was so proud of, was nothing in front of him! When he thought about how his fiancee was so beautiful, and how it was more fitting to stand by Ling Feiyu's side than to stand by her side, Huang Meiming felt as if his heart was stuffed with cotton.    

    

When the crabapple heard him complain, it felt really weird, "I'm just sending him off, what are you angry about?"    

    

"Who said I'm angry? I want to leave the hospital and I'm not sick. Why would I stay here?!" Huang Meiming was indeed immature, but in front of the Begonia, he seemed rather childish.    

    

Begonia shook his head, "The doctor will be here soon. We'll talk after the examination. There's still the police who want to find you to understand the situation. It's about the day of the accident."    

    

"Who needs to know? That Professor Ling is an unlucky bastard. No matter where he goes, something bad will happen to him." Both of his cars were hit, what bad luck! " Huang Meiming began to seize every opportunity to discredit Ling Feiyu, causing the transvestite to have a bad impression of him.    

    

"Little Ming, how can you talk like that. Don't tell me that Professor Ling is also in the car, and something happened to him as well. It's a good thing that someone was lucky enough to get away with it."    

    

"Humph!" It's a good thing for him. Think about us, if he did not start fighting with An Qi and the others, then we would not have to go sit at the Lincoln sent by St George's Cathedral, and things would not have happened in front of us. We would not have to slow down on the spot, and An Qi would not have stuck her head out to see them getting smashed on, so it's all Ling Feiyu's fault for being angry with Tuo Masi and the rest. " The more Huang Meiming spoke, the angrier he got. He truly believed that all of this was Ling Feiyu's fault.    

    

The Begonia was very strange, she felt that Ling Feiyu was not the kind of person to stir up trouble, why would she get into an argument with someone she met for the first time, "Did your friend say something that you shouldn't have?"    

    

Huang Meiming had been targeting Ling Feiyu from the start, and even drove them out of the car. Huang Meiming was also the one that was chased away, but he had thick skin, and he was a White-headed Eagle in spirit, so it was natural that he felt that he was the same kind of person as Tuo Masi.    

    

"Um, it seems like An Qi disliked him and caused a conflict, which escalated the conflict and nearly caused a fight." Huang Meiming whined.    

    

It would look down on him as a sign that she was looking down on Ling Feiyu. To put it harshly, it was to look down on him, to despise and loathe him. It was obvious that An Qi had some form of racial discrimination against Ling Feiyu.