C747 Crown prince

"Hey, Ling Yun, I say you, you don't live in the Crown Prince's Palace, you just stay in this remote corner of the Black Bamboo Manor. This is contrary to the teachings of your Ling family. "

On the way to the Lingxiao City, with over a dozen horses sprinting, Qin Feng said to Ling Yun who was beside him.

In this half a month, other than the appearance of the major event which began early in the Heaven's Pride Battle, it had spread throughout the entire Soaring Cloud Empire. The news of Ling Yun being selected as the successor to the throne had also spread out.

However, this matter, which should have set off waves of commotion, was suppressed because of the Heaven's Pride Battle.

Towards this result, Ling Yun also felt helpless, but he could not change Ling Ao's decision, even if he deliberately avoided the Black Bamboo Manor s, it would be useless, as the imperial edict had reached the Black Bamboo Manor.

Ling Yun knew, that this decision put a lot of pressure on Ling Ao. After all, if he wanted to become the master of a quasi-holy land, even if his own cultivation was not number one, he must not be too weak.

Without a doubt, this decision gave some people in the Ling family an excuse, saying that it would cause instability.

"If you want to say something, say it all at once!" Ling Yun knew very well that Qin Feng was a piss, so he indifferently glanced at him and said.

"Brother, what sort of relationship do you think we have? We grew up together, and experienced life and death together. It can be said that we shared hardships and hardships together. Then, will we also share the blessings?" Qin Feng said shamelessly with a grin.

"I don't need anything more about being an official or a viscount, this Black Bamboo Manor is not bad, it can't accommodate your dragon head, so just give it to me, your Crown Prince's Palace is much better than this."

Ling Yun was speechless. So it was because he had noticed his presence in the Black Bamboo Manor.

"If you want the Black Bamboo Manor, you can, but …" A hint of a smile emerged on Ling Yun's face as he faintly spoke.

"But what?" Qin Feng's expression shook when he heard it, he knew that the Black Bamboo Manor was Ling Yun's darling, it was impossible to get it, and he was just joking about it, but seeing Ling Yun like this, it seemed like he really had a chance to get it.

"Quickly get married to Ying'er. This Black Bamboo Manor, I'll treat it as a wedding present for you." Ling Yun looked at him with a smile that was not a smile.

"Then forget it!" Qin Feng shook his head weakly, as if a cold eggplant had wilted.

What a joke, if he were to marry Xu Ying'er now, then his plan of picking up girls would have failed.

"Do you really intend to inherit the throne?" Ling'er gently raised her head in Ling Yun's embrace and looked at Ling Yun with her beautiful eyes as she spoke a little speechlessly.

"Do you think that's possible?" Ling Yun felt a headache the moment he heard this matter, and helplessly said, "Letting him inherit the throne is an impossible task."

"Then what should we do? The royal decree has already been passed down. You should know the personality of your royal grandfather. Ling Tian frowned.

The imperial edict was given, and the golden mouth was opened. How could it be retracted so easily? Otherwise, how could the Royal Clan still have any prestige left?

"Let's think of a way in the future!" Ling Yun sighed helplessly, he shook his head and said, he was not in a rush right now, at least he had to have the Martial King before he left.

Travelling across the continent without the aid of Martial King was a very dangerous thing to do. After all, the outside world wasn't as peaceful as the Soaring Cloud Empire.

"Brother Tian, why don't you …" Ling Yun smiled as he looked at Ling Tian.

Before he could even finish his words, he was interrupted by Ling Tian, "Don't even think about it, you know that my greatest wish is to walk the world freely using the battle sword. I am not the least bit interested in these trivial matters."

"Sigh!" Ling Yun weakly sighed, and grumbled: "Royal Grandfather is really something, shouldn't the successor be chosen from Big Uncle and the other brothers?"