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Just as he had said, he wouldn't let this girl off until she was pregnant with her own child.

Ling Tian Qing raised his eyes and looked at Ling Xi in panic, his neck turning red. What did he just say?

"Aren't you afraid of pain? So, come on your own. If you are unable to do so, This King can also enter like this. " Upon seeing her flustered and shocked appearance, the anger in Ling Jin's heart was mostly gone, but his tone was still as cold as ever.

"Don't... I... "Let me …" Ling Qing's face twitched.

She suddenly felt hatred. She hated Ling Chao and also hated Wen Han.

It was because the warm, cold air would not save her …

In the back garden, Wen Han sat beside the zither. He didn't touch the zither, but looked to the east, motionless.

Earlier, he had heard a terrible cry. He did not know what kind of ravages Ling Qing was suffering.

That miserable scream had ruthlessly crushed his shattered heart a few more times. It was badly mutilated and could no longer be pieced together.

Ling Tian's eyes were bloodshot, but he did not move even after a long time.

Chenqie can't do it!

Ling Xuejian was staring at her like that, which made it even more impossible for her to do so.

"I... "It won't …" Ling Tianqing was in a deadlock for a long time, her heart hanging in her throat, and she was so embarrassed that she had to speak.

Her voice was like a mosquito's, practically speaking out in a sobbing tone. Her face was flushed and was about to bleed.

Tyrant obviously liked her expression. Its gloomy face gradually brightened up. The dark clouds had finally dissipated, revealing a warm ray of sunlight.

"Didn't This King teach you that day?" But his tone was still cold.

"What day?" Ah … "My memory isn't too good …" Ling Tian Qing asked subconsciously, remembering the shameful night at the inn.

"Then you want This King to help you now?" Seeing her miserable expression that was as good as dead, Ling Jin finally decided not to make things difficult for her and asked in a very kind manner.

If not for the fact that the little bitch was still inside her body, Ling Qing really wanted to die.

She felt that such a stalemate was not an option. Moreover, Tyrant's patience was not good. If he could not wait any longer and barged in, she would be injured again.

Therefore, after thinking about it again and again, Ling Tian could only nod his head with a blushing face that could barely be seen.

But Ling Zui acted as if he didn't see her, and continued to wait for her reply.

Ling Tianqing gritted her teeth, wishing that he could tear him into a thousand pieces.

"Empress, do you need this king's help?" Ling Lingcun seemed to be getting a little impatient as he pressed her waist down. "If you don't want it, then your lordship will begin …"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Being forced into a corner by a threat, Ling Tian's choice was clear. She could not care less about face as she continued to speak.

"The Empress is also very arrogant when she's begging." Ling Jin suddenly smiled when he saw her clenching her teeth with an expression full of shame and anger. Her ice-cold tone also had a tinge of gentleness to it.

Who asked you to be such a perverted tyrant!

Although Ling Tian Qing did not admit it, his body was still admitting defeat.

In any case, as long as he called her his mistress in a polite manner, nothing good would happen.

Ling Tian Qing turned his head, his mouth tightly shut as he looked at the ancient shelf at the side, ignoring his hands.

The night was long, and she didn't want to make any noise, so people outside could hear her.

Inside the house, there was a room full of beautiful lights. Outside the house, the moonlight was cold and clear like water.

Listening to the coquettish sounds coming from within the painting, a trace of jealousy flashed on the face of the snow-clothed man that sat beside the guqin with a cold and pale expression.

His finger floated on the third string of the zither and didn't press it.

The voice from the room became more and more lingering. The girl's breathing was like a heart piercing poison, burning every inch of the ice-cold man.

Wen Han suddenly stood up and walked towards the prefecture's dungeon.

It was unknown if the zither was making a slight sound because of the night wind that was gradually getting stronger.

"Xiu!" A sharp arrow pierced through the air and was intercepted in mid-air, breaking the tranquil courtyard.

The young girl's indistinct sobbing finally stopped. The lanterns in the prefectural courtyard were lit up one by one. The soldiers that were patrolling in the night had already begun chasing towards the southeast.

"Protect Your Highness." One of them said very quietly.

Under the moonlight, the officers and soldiers were being led by the imperial guards and were surrounding the east wing.

He was in the cell, interrogating the criminals. When he heard the report, he immediately got up from the leather chair and walked outside.

In the heavily guarded prefectural courtyard, there was actually an assassin.

The entire trip was a secret, so the assassin wouldn't know that he was staying at Jing Prefecture. If he was here against the emperor, it meant that someone on his side had leaked the news.

Wen Han rushed back to the courtyard, and seeing that he was already standing at the entrance, Ling Xiang turned gloomy.

Green Shadow held a long arrow in his hand. There was a letter on it requesting for the prefecture to release the East Sea pirates that were imprisoned in the prison.

It seemed that the assassin was not here for the sake of saving Ling Jing. Instead, it was here for the rescue of his comrades who were being held captive by Wen Han.

"..." "If you don't let them go, they will invade the lives of the people, and you will never be at peace …" After Wen Han finished reading the letter, his face remained as cold as ever, without the slightest fluctuation of emotion.

"How dare they! These sea bandits have no respect for the law, they actually dared to threaten the government!" Ling Jingran to the door and stood there, a trace of hostility on his handsome face with his long hair hanging loose. "Wen Hou obeys the imperial edict."

"This official is here." Wen Han handed the letter to Green Shadow and stepped forward solemnly.

"Issue an official order. In two days, behead that group of pirates under the city gate tower." Ling Lingcun's voice caught a few traces of the cold in the night.

He wanted to see if those pirates from the East China Sea could save his comrades from the hands of Wen Han!

At Jing Prefecture, squadrons of soldiers were posted everywhere along the way.

Ling Xiang had never met such an arrogant sea bandit, yet he dared to threaten the government to release him.

He had purposely given them two more days, just waiting for the sea bandits to prepare their men and come to rob the execution grounds, then he would catch them all in one fell swoop.

If they didn't leave the palace and only read the secret messages, Ling Xiang would never have believed that East Sea pirates were rampant. Now, it seemed that they had already established themselves as kings and didn't even place the might of the country in their eyes.

However, it was also because the officials of the Jing Prefecture had colluded with bandits, bullied the citizens, and coveted money and feared death that caused the pirates to become more and more rampant.

The doors and windows of the east wing were tightly shut. The young master, who had been full of spirit yesterday, had not woken up yet, even as the sun was high in the sky.

Only when he had finished discussing matters with Wen Han did he return to the east wing.

On the carved wooden bed behind the beaded curtain, a small figure was curled up inside the blanket, motionless, as if a cauldron had been squeezed dry and died.

As the bead curtain made a sound, Yan Yu and Xiao Han immediately left after seeing Ling Jin walk in. The pear juice in their hands did not move at all as there was still steam coming out of it.

Ling Xuanxin stretched out her hand and took the pear juice from Yan Yu's tray. When she walked to the bedside, all she could see was a head of black hair that was scattered all over the jade pillow, and her face could not be seen.

"You're awake?" Ling Jin asked after standing by the bed for a while with a pear juice in his hand.

"Yes." A soft voice came out from the quilt.

It wasn't that Ling Tianqing had been squeezed dry, but that his Duo Cultivation had gone too far, and she felt like … Not used to it.

This feeling of intimacy between a man and a woman... It was too strange for her to accept what she had felt.

"Get up and have some food." When Ling Jin heard her answer, he took the opportunity to sit on the edge of the bed.

"My Lord, I'm not feeling well …" "I don't want to eat it." Ling Tian Qing was still in his blanket, speaking in a muffled voice.

Ling Jingjing felt that something was amiss. Her reaction was clearly pretty good last night, and she wasn't injured at all. How come she still didn't seem to be able to get up today?

Furthermore, he didn't even show his face. Could it be that he became uncomfortable later on?

"You're not allowed to eat it." Ling Xueran put the small bowl on the cabinet beside his and pulled away her quilt.

He saw the little girl curled up like a shrimp with her back facing him. Her entire body was covered in purplish red marks. Even her back was covered in scars, scars left behind by his strong emotions.

Those thin white legs were red and purple, and every part of them was stained with his scent, showing how she had been doted on by him last night.

Ling Chen's lower abdomen slightly tightened. Looking at the curve of his back, he suddenly had the thought of being favoured again …

However, this girl had overdone it last night. If she had to play a few more times, she would definitely not be able to hold on.

Reaching out his hand to cover her body, Ling Xiang coughed lightly as he realized the crime of covering himself: "Get up, eat some food."

Ling Tianqing finally turned to look at the man sitting on the bed. "I'm not hungry."

Ling Xiang saw her overly red face, and his heart tightened. He stretched out his hand to cover her forehead, and a patch of boiling heat appeared on his palm.

"Why are you … Why didn't you bring up Green Shadow when you were feeling uncomfortable? " Ling Xuanxin quickly picked her up and found her clothes.

"Your Majesty, I don't dare trouble you. I just want to sleep for a bit …" Ling Qing was trembling slightly in his embrace. She was so afraid of him that she was already at the limit of her fears. As long as he let her go, she could do whatever she wanted.

Ling Tian Qing couldn't imagine himself as a woman who was begging for love. Like the group of harem girls, they moaned under his body as they spoke of words they had never said before, begging for his blessings …

Compared to the pain of her body being torn apart, she was more afraid of such a transformation. Thus, as long as Ling Chen let her off, he could do anything.

"Shut up!" Ling Zui helped her put on her outer garment, and her skin under her palms became boiling hot.

Could be... Because last night, she had not felt any discomfort, so she had asked for a few more times. She could not stand so much essence, so she got angry?

Ling Tianqing kept her mouth shut as her black hair draped over her chest. That apple face of her had an unusual shade of red. His eyes were swollen and red. Tears could be seen flashing in his eyes.

The Queen is ill.

As Wen Han was writing the official letter, he saw the screen signal to him, and his heart once again ached.

"Cough, cough …" I'll drink... Your Majesty... "I'll drink it myself …" With tears in her eyes, Ling Tianqing gulped down another bowl of the bitter medicine.

Now, she spat out everything she ate. She drank two bowls of medicinal juice and spat out two bowls of it. Her fever was still as high as before.

However, he did not dare to not drink, because Ling Zui was watching by the side. Just as he said he would not drink, he wanted to force himself to drink. Ling Qing was afraid that he would touch him, so she drank and spat out mouthful after mouthful.