After listening to Ling Tianwang's manifesto, the people next to him bared their teeth and cut their ears.

They dare not even listen to this!

But just because of this, they finally realized the importance of Zhou ruo'an and carved a sign for her in their heart.

Without paying attention to the constant looking eyes beside him, Zhou ruo'an raised his chin, and said with pride and naturally, "the etiquette in this world can't comfort me, and the eyes of people in the world can't beat me down."

That's what she says, and that's what she does on weekdays.

Ling Tianwang took a deep look at her and said without hesitation, "I'm wrong. You are the wind of freedom."

Zhou ruo'an began to laugh. The sun fell on her face and set her off like a fairy concubine.

Ling Tianwang looked at this scene, but he was a little panicked. He unconsciously took two steps forward, raised his hand and grasped Zhou ruo'an's wrist. He felt very sad.

Scared by his sudden action, Zhou ruo'an blinked and looked at him.

"What's the matter?"

Although no words, but her every look and action are expressing this sentence.

Ling Tian looked down at her eyelids and rubbed the tenderness of her wrist with her thumb. After a moment, she laughed with relief.

"What are you thinking about..." The other hand rubbed his forehead. Ling Tianwang lowered his voice and said to himself.

His series of actions had no regularity or reason. Zhou ruo'an was so confused that he could not explain clearly in his heart.

Pulling his wrist, Zhou ruo'an asked in a low voice, "what nonsense? Are you afraid that someone will rob Song Ci? "

Ling Tian looks at her with a smile. Although she doesn't have this idea in her heart, she still nods her head.

"I'm not sure..." Ling Tianwang said.

Being used to his usual way of strategizing, Zhou ruo'an's admiration for Ling Tianwang is unprecedented.

However, at this moment, Ling Tianwang showed his weakness.

In such a completely different performance impulse, Ling Tianwang's heart waves have not become climate, immediately calm down.

He's always been him

He took the initiative to send himself into each other's arms. Zhou ruo'an said with a smile, "don't worry, the people around Song Ci have gradually disappeared when he was bent on his own way. Now there are only two or three kittens left, which can't become a climate."

"Well."

Ling Tianwang nodded slightly, and the fingers clasping his wrist were heavier.

If he had time, he would like to be a person who climbs up the pole and let Zhou ruo'an comfort him. But unfortunately, he has to deal with the things he left behind today.

there was a touch of disappointment in his eyes. Ling Tianwang restrained himself and pinched her wrist, and then released it immediately.

He stepped back two steps and asked, "will you come with me?"

Zhou ruo'an shakes his head and still insists on his first choice.

"No, there will be more time," he said. "I just want to walk around the palace now."

"Just the palace?" Ling Tianwang looks at her with meaningful eyes.

Zhou ruo'an touched the tip of his nose, elongated his voice and said, "maybe he will go to the streets and alleys of the capital. Who knows, after all, the plan can't match the change."

At the thought that he was going to face those difficult scholars, and Zhou ruo'an could be free in the capital, Ling Tianwang was uncontrollably uncomfortable.

He raised his hand and pinched the tip of Zhou ruo'an's nose with a childish hum.

"I wanted to take you for a walk when everything was finished, but I didn't expect that you had already made a plan."

He gave a long sigh and looked like a complaining woman.

But looking at this kind of Ling Tianwang, Zhou ruo'an just wanted to laugh in his heart, and at the same time, he had a soft heart.

She hooked the palm of Ling Tianwang's hand and said helplessly, "in that case, I won't go out today."

With these words, the two people looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

The people next to them could not understand the tacit understanding between them at all. They looked at each other and were at a loss.

But Zhou ruo'an is more and more attention, the slightest bit of disrespect did not dare to give birth.

Tidy up the messy papers on the desk one by one, and the prime minister calls for people to clean them.

A little bit of his fingers brushed the court clothes that he had sealed for a long time, with a long sigh.

The prime minister tucked all his achievements in his arms, then pulled his collar and cuffs, turned around and walked out with great strides.

His face was pale and black under his eyes, but he had the same momentum.When he stopped at the palace gate, the prime minister looked up at the glazed tiles inside. After a pause, he rubbed his eyes.

It was the last time he came here, and he was a bit reluctant to say so.

Feeling is just a moment of things, thinking about business, the deal soon put down the heart of the ups and downs, step by step.

His body was thin and weak, and his back was a little rickety, but he walked steadily step by step, without half of the faltering and shaking.

Besides, in the palace, Zhou ruo'an walked around aimlessly, feeling a little bored.

However, thinking of her promise to Ling Tianwang, she bit her lip and didn't really turn around to get out of the palace.

Just when Zhou ruo'an thought that all the palaces were the same splendor, she suddenly felt a desolation in front of her.

"Well?" Zhou ruo'an snorted, but he was interested.

She picked pick eyebrow, stride forward, did not see the next person has the face of desire to talk and stop.

Zhou ruo'an didn't know, but the old people in the palace knew where it was and who it was!

When he really approached, Zhou ruo'an found that the dilapidation here was far beyond his imagination.

"Is there such a place in the palace?" Zhou ruo'an asked, "is there no one to rest?"

"This is the cold palace. The sage has never been here, so no one wants to rest."

"Cold palace," Zhou ruo'an repeated the word in a low voice. Suddenly, there was a light in his mind.

She remembers that Zhou Ruoyan seems to have been put in the cold palace by Ling Tianwang.

This memory is a little fuzzy, Zhou ruo'an slightly frowned, some uncertain.

"Is there anyone here?" Raising his hand to touch the already mottled door panel, Zhou ruo'an tentatively exerted himself and asked.

"Yes," someone said, "it was the former imperial concubine of Zhou, the Emperor No, it was ordered by the Emperor himself. "

"Concubine Zhou." Zhou ruo'an sneered, "it's really her."