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"Tai! "Ice stick, if you dare …" Ling Tian Qing watched as he got closer, and before he could finish his sentence, Wen Han took off his mask and smiled at her.

"Hungry?" His cold voice contained a trace of warmth and concern.

Ling Tian Qing immediately stopped fighting spirit. She did not know why, but she felt guilty and did not dare to look into Wen Han's eyes.

She was a little flattered that she had been confessed yesterday.

Although she knew that Wen Han was good to her, she didn't expect him to say it seriously — In the imperial harem, only you are like this.

After all, this was a place where men ruled supreme. Which man didn't have three wives and four concubines? If he became king, then it would be even more of a harem of 3,000, countless …

But he said so earnestly, only you.

If you drown three thousand, you can only take one ladle of water.

That way, not everyone could say it.

Furthermore, not everyone could do it.

"I brought you something to eat." Wen Han saw that she was looking at the ground awkwardly and thought to himself that she might still be blaming him for what he did yesterday.

Ling Tian Qing took a peek at the colorful fruits that he had taken out from his sleeve, and they lost all of their momentum. He immediately nodded with a bitter face.

"I've already asked the curtain to prepare dinner. I'll first eat some fruits to fill my stomach." Wen Han said as he poured all the fruits on the cold jade bed.

"Do you still want me?" Ling Tian Qing asked as he grabbed a piece of fruit and threw it into his mouth.

"Yes." Wen Han nodded, but his eyes were filled with boundless gentleness.

Ling Tian Qing immediately threw away the fruit and said, "Then I will protest with my hunger strike!"

Before she could finish her sentence, she felt a sudden burst of pain in her body and fell down clutching her chest.

Damn it! This pill is getting worse and worse. Sometimes, thinking about things that have nothing to do with death, one would feel a sudden pain.

That tyrant must have fed her an outdated pill.

Wen Han immediately reached out to support her and pressed her acupoints.

However, he couldn't do it at all. The pill couldn't be stopped in this way.

Moreover, if the acupoint was able to block the blood flow, it would increase the pain.

Ling Qing's face instantly paled as his eyes turned blood-red. He was in so much pain that he could not even make a sound.

Wen Han had been too nervous, so he reflexively pressed her acupoints. Now, he hastily opened them and placed his hand on her heart. A cold stream of air that was almost able to freeze his blood entered her body from his palm.

Only after a long while did Ling Qing regain his senses, moaning in pain, "Good …" "So cold …"

The coldness engulfed her entire body, but it eased the burning pain brought about by the Scarlet Beauty Pellet, and the ice continued to churn within her body.

Gradually, Ling Tian Qing felt as if his heart had frozen as his blood flow slowed. His heartbeat slowed down as well – it was actually an inner force that was extremely cold and warm, able to help her defend against the Scarlet Face Pill.

He was afraid that she would not be able to stand the cold inner Qi, so he slowly withdrew his palm and took her into his arms. He was somewhat angry, but he could not bear to scold her, "If I want you, how can I embarrass you so much?"

Ling Tian trembled coldly, barely able to utter a few shattering sounds, "You …" You are good... Good people... "No, he's not a tyrant …"

She had thought about a lot of things in the past twenty-odd hours.

She treated Wen Han as her family. If she really couldn't return to Earth, she was willing to live here with him …

However, she couldn't accept a man's insistence. Moreover, she had never thought that Wen Han would force her.

Her warm, cold eyes became silent, like a winter night.

He was cold and emotionless, almost the same as Ling Zui, but unable to make up his mind towards Ling Tian.

It was as if she was the only softness and warmth in his life that had lasted for more than twenty years.

Even though they'd only been together for thirty months.

As he stroked her silky hair, Wen Han hesitated for the first time.

"I said before that if I want you, I will be responsible for you. In the future, I will marry you …" "If you do not leave …"

Wen Han held onto her long hair tightly. He had the urge to change his mind, as he didn't want her to hide by Ling Chen's side.

If he becomes king … He didn't want her to return to Earth either.

Of course, even if she were to spend her entire life, it would be impossible for her to return to Earth.

"Wild..." "Barbarians …" Ling Qing was tortured by the pill and the cold air to the point that she did not want to speak anymore. Leaning in his embrace, she weakly scolded, "Don't meet Ling Xin … Don't learn from him... "You are a good person, not a tyrant …"

It was as if she was teaching a primary school student how to read. While she was unconscious, she kept repeating the same words over and over again.

Wen Han held her as they sat on the white jade bed. It was unknown what he was thinking about, but his pupils were like frost under the moonlight. They were cold, but occasionally they flashed with a sharp light.

He did not know that once the desire between a man and a woman was aroused, it would cause a storm to break. No matter what, he could not suppress it.

Looking at the pale sleeping face in his embrace, he could have given up on her for the rest of his life, but she had to stay by his side and smile at him everyday …

Yes, he loved this strange girl.

Love.

Her ice-cold lips pressed against her translucent white skin, causing Wen Han to close her eyes. Before, he didn't know what love was, but now, he didn't know either.

He just didn't want this girl to be shared with someone else.

When he found her lips and felt the warmth of the cold on them, he tried to pry open her teeth again, to get into them to snatch the honey, to savor the taste of her bone when he first kissed her.

However, the girl's eyes were tightly closed, and her pale lips were also tightly shut. After he paced around for a while, he finally only gave her a light kiss.

She sucked until her pale lips slowly turned red before letting go of her soft lips and stared at her with a dark and heavy gaze.

Then, seeing that her lips had regained their paleness, she lowered her head again and gently kissed him with her lips.

It was as if he had applied lipstick and rouge to his lover. For the entire night, he kissed her with warmth and coldness. He was not the least bit tired of such a monotonous matter.

When Ling Qing woke up again, Wen Han was no longer by his side. He was standing beside a mute maid who was covering her with a blanket.

Originally, she was afraid of heat and cold. After more than thirty months, warm and cold had only taught her a little bit of the mind breathing technique that strengthened the body. The wild fruits she usually ate were all greatly nutritious and her body had become much tougher.

Apart from a few areas where she could not withstand the cold, she had been treated by the cold to the point of being tough and sturdy.

Without any inner strength, a girl who dared to provoke an ox should also be a strong person, right?

If it was on Earth, would she be able to destroy the powerful figures of an entire army?

Well, maybe she could do the female version of First Blood.

Seeing that Ling Tian had woken up and was smiling foolishly, the curtain of the screen suddenly thought of something interesting.

The curtain hurriedly brought over a bowl of thick brown soup from the table and sat on the edge of the bed, preparing to feed her one mouthful at a time.

Ling Tian Qing did not want to drink it at first, but since she did not want to be tormented by the pill, she could only lie on the bed and rest.

Unfortunately, she wasn't able to develop the antidote for the Scarlet Face Pill after so long.

"When did the Lord leave? How long had I slept? "What time is it now?" After Ling Tianqing drank it, her lower abdomen started to feel warm and much more comfortable. She then asked as she propped herself up.

Her body was now many times better than before. The first time, when she used the Scarlet Pill's poison, she would rather die than soak in the spirit spring. The second and third time also required her to rest for many days before she could make a move.

The culvert gestured to indicate that Master had just walked for four hours and that she had slept for nearly sixteen hours.

"Did he say when he would be back?" Ling Qing asked again.

Han Lan shook her head. The Lord's whereabouts had always been uncertain, and they never dared to question him, so they didn't know.

Ling Tian Qing let out a long sigh, and suddenly touched her lips. She felt her mouth swell, and felt an itch on it …

"I'm going to sleep for a while longer. Go take a rest." Ling Tian Qing finished the soup and went back into his blanket. However, his eyes were open, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Han Lan gently nodded her head and silently withdrew.

As Ling Tian had the pill poison on his face, he did not have much energy to pull it off, so Wen Han was not worried that she would run away. He could let Han Ying take care of her without worrying.

He wanted to return to the city as Ling Xue could return at any time. Moreover, Zi Yuan was there, so Wen Han was not willing to let any accidents happen before he returned to the palace.

In the impossibly tall royal study, there was plenty of light.

A tall and straight back, in the bright early spring sunshine, full of indescribable power, and inborn nobility.

From the view of his back, he seemed to be a young man in the prime of his life, or a young man in the transition from youth to youth.

He was very young. When he pulled out a book from the bookshelf and turned around, his facial features looked like they were carved from the finest jade.

From head to toe, every part of his body was filled with an intimidating aura. His sharp eyebrows slightly knitted together. His ice-like eyes were like the deep sea, pitch-black and a deep blue color. No one dared to look directly at his beautiful face.

An equally tall guard stood behind him and reported in a low voice, "Your Majesty, Wen Hou usually stays in seclusion. He goes out every seven days to inspect the reconstructed houses, streets, and other areas to supervise the production of the farmland. "But …"

"Occasionally." The young and handsome monarch's voice didn't show even a trace of emotion.

"Sometimes, there are indeed no signs of anyone, but Wen Hou's personality is always cold and peculiar …"

"Mo Yang, do you think that the reason he was able to shake off this king's spies and suddenly disappear was because of his eccentric personality?" Ling Jin coldly snorted and asked.

Mo Yang was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Your subordinate is willing to go to Yuanfang City and personally monitor Wen Hou."

"Yuanfang City is now his territory. If you are not careful and are recognized, it will only make him feel that This King does not trust him and will instead cause trouble." With his hands behind his back, Ling Xuanxin took a few steps forward in a slightly irritated manner, "Besides, you have other tasks to take care of. You should hand them over to the spies of the special training." In any case, he's about to return. Once he arrives at the Imperial City, This King will immediately know the moment he makes a move. "