Chapter 412

"It's not sweet talk," he said in a deep voice.

Although this is a bit endless, but perhaps because and Ling Tianwang get along for a long time, Zhou ruo'an easily guessed his meaning.

Because all this is true, it's not sweet talk at all.

Such an idea flashed in my mind, like a jar full of honey, constantly bringing her sweet fragrance, but also let her lips never fall down.

Looking at Zhou ruo'an's expression, Ling Tianwang smiles.

His fingers rubbed the soft back of Zhou ruo'an's hand, but his eyes looked at the distant sky.

Maybe it's because it's still in winter. The sky is foggy, not as bright as in summer. On the contrary, it seems to be covered with a layer of lead gray curtain. There are many dark clouds rolling in the distance, which makes people feel more depressed.

But even in this case, Ling Tianwang looked far away, still able to see the color of grass in sporadic corners, green dazzling.

Maybe just like this grass, everyone is strong enough, even though he is fragile, Ling Tianwang thinks in his heart.

Zhou ruo'an enjoyed himself for a while. Then he coughed and turned to look at Ling Tianwang.

She doesn't know whether Ling Tianwang still keeps the emperor's words in mind, or whether she should mention it now. Her expression is involuntarily entangled.

Looking at her frowning, and from time to time to look at their own eyes, Ling Tianwang's eyes across a touch suddenly.

"Don't worry," Ling Tianwang sighed and said, "now that things have come to the present, there is no chance to go back. Why should I worry about these things?"

After hearing this, Zhou ruo'an nodded and said, "it's so nice of you to think like this! History books are always written by winners. Why do you care what he says? "

"History books are always written by winners," Ling Tianwang repeated in a low voice. The light in his eyes became more and more intense.

"It's a beautiful sentence indeed!" Ling Tianwang said, holding Zhou ruo'an's fingers, and could not stop exerting himself.

Zhou ruo'an was a little uneasy. He deliberately moved his fingers and bowed his head to say, "this is not what I said. Besides, you hurt me."

Ling Tianwang was stunned for a moment, and quickly released his fingers, but even so, he could only watch each other's white and tender skin appear a touch of gorgeous red.

Such as porcelain like white and gorgeous red, with a bit of strange luster and charm, Ling Tianwang couldn't help but be a little crazy for a moment.

And I don't know what Ling Tianwang thinks. Zhou ruo'an puts his hand behind him, blocking Ling Tianwang's sight.

"It's no big deal," Zhou ruo'an said in a soft voice. "It's just that the body can't be hurt. A little bit of collision can bring you a blue and purple body."

"Well," Ling Tianwang nodded gently, recalling Zhou ruo'an and his fighting in the battlefield these days, and the emotion in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

I don't know what kind of psychology the deputy general was out of, so he shut the emperor and Song Ci in the adjacent room.

Listening to the sound coming from the side, Song Ci didn't intend to look up at all. He shrank in a dark corner and turned a deaf ear to everything outside.

The Emperor grabs the rough railings hard, and his anger makes him stand in front of him.

Even though time had passed for a long time, he still felt a bloody smell hovering on the tip of his nose. As soon as he opened his mouth, he faintly wanted to vomit.

"Emperor, have a good rest," the deputy said in a low voice, turning and walking out.

As soon as he turned around, a jailer quickly opened the door in front of him, with a smile on his face.

Without any hesitation, the deputy's figure quickly disappeared in front of the crowd.

"Bully you! It must be a long-lasting scandal Murmured the emperor, gnashing his teeth.

Hearing his voice, Song Ci could no longer deceive himself in his heart.

He slowly raised his head, eyes accurately fell on the emperor's body, fundus emotion rolling, half a day can't do other reaction.

Acutely aware of the things that fall on him, the emperor frowned and looked at them carelessly.

In the instant of looking at each other, both of them were stunned. There was a surge in their hearts.

After a long time, Song Ci slowly stood up and moved to the other side step by step.

"Father," he cried, holding on to the railing in front of him, with blue veins bulging on the back of his hand.

After hearing this, the emperor could no longer cheat himself.

He turned hard, even made himself stagger twice because of too much movement.

He didn't respond, and he didn't make any sound in the next few minutes.Seeing him like this, Song Ci gave a bitter smile and simply sat on the ground.

During the time when the emperor was locked up, the old Eunuch in the center kept in touch with the ministers and all the people he could reach, trying to assassinate Ling Tianwang and save the emperor.

But those people have already been frightened by Ling Tianwang, and they have no hesitation to refuse without any thinking.

But the eunuch still did not give up, even in the end, he had no way to contact other people.

"Your Majesty, wait a moment, and I will be able to save you soon!" Looking at the flickering candle in front of him, the eunuch muttered to himself.

He is like a ghost in the dark, or an ant living in a wide land, because it is so small that not many people care about it.

Those living nobility ridicule his wishful thinking. Even so, it's just a joke, and it's easy to forget about it.

For them, the most important thing is to find out Ling Tianwang's hobbies, throw in his favor, and strive to beg each other to leave his own life.

"General," the deputy general was chased and intercepted by those people all the time. At last, he could not bear it. He blushed and appeared in front of Ling Tianwang. "At this time, everything is complete. When are you going to ascend the throne?"

In fact, what he wanted to ask most was when he would deal with the nobility. But he didn't have the courage to talk about other things.

Ling Tian looked at him and narrowed his eyes slightly. His expression was very meaningful.

"Not in a hurry," Ling Tianwang said carelessly.