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It was precisely because of this that Ling Xuexin unconsciously lowered his guard against her and was willing to let her near.

To have such a soft and innocent heart, there was almost no such person in the imperial harem.

Those beauties, including the most obedient Sui Tian Xiang, also knew how to use gentleness to leave Long En.

Only she, who was like a child that had yet to grow up, who had made him angry, who had lost her temper with him, who had dared to throw a tantrum at him, and who had no idea how high the sky and how deep the earth was … It was exceptionally cute.

Just like back then, she was the first one to treat him like a mortal.

In his heart, unknowingly, such a girl had already settled in. He would not let her go so easily.

Therefore, if she dared to betray him, Ling Ying would meet with … After imprisoning her for her entire life, she would never be able to show any signs of happiness, and she would also let her know that she could not let him down even if she had to betray the world!

There were many waters to the south, and this path was filled with even fewer mountains and more water.

Ling Tian had only slept for half a day, but he was already roused up to travel by boat.

Ling Tianqing was originally feeling sleepy, but when she saw the large carved ship in front of him, she immediately became spirited. She sat on the bow of the ship and began mumbling to herself. She held the goose feather quill, drawing something.

Just as Ling Tianqing was drawing and writing, she had dragged her into the cabin. He did not allow her to stand outside the boat, as she did not want her to attract too much attention.

The cabin was very large, with two inside and two outside. It was separated by a curtain, and inside was the resting place. It was made of wood, and there was a light muslin curtain hung over it, along with a golden jade belt.

Outside was a place for the others to rest. There were tables, chairs, chairs, and an elegant and relaxed arrangement.

They seemed to be out for a game. Ling Tian Qing couldn't help but sigh in his heart — corruption!

"Flower Speaker, do you know what this is?" In the inner room, Ling Chen closed his eyes to rest. In the outer room, Ling Qing was playing with Hua Hou.

She had wanted to bully Flower Speaker for a long time, but unfortunately, she couldn't find a chance.

Flower Speaker looked at the Qilin in her hand and said, "Kirin."

"Hua Hou has good eyesight. Do you know what this qilin is made of?" Ling Tianqing shook her Qilin proudly and said.

"Empress, this subject does not know." Flower Speaker was the one who played dumb the most. He seemed to be troubled as he thought for a moment before answering.

"I can take your head." Ling Tian put away the Qilin and bared his teeth at him, "Hua Hou, give me a steel pipe dance."

Ling Lingcun owed her three requests, and Ling Tianqing could teach this fox a lesson.

He actually treated her like a little kid and played with her around the table. How despicable!

"Empress, this subject will not." Flower Speaker said with a troubled expression.

"Why don't you? "I remember that at the Hua Hou Manor, Master Hou was …"

"Empress, this subject only knows how to dance with the sword, but this place is too small to dance with. Once we return to the capital, this subject will bathe in incense and perform for the Empress." Flower Speaker said with a flowery smile.

"Hmph, you molested me!" Ling Tian Qing suddenly said rudely.

"Empress, even if this subject has ten heads, I still wouldn't dare to be disrespectful to the Empress." Flower Speaker said aggrievedly.

"You threw bugs at me in someone else's garden …"

Listening to the arguments outside, Ling Xuanxin frowned. Finally, he stood up and walked out, silently pulling Ling Qing who was bullying Flower Speaker back.

"Your Majesty, did I disturb you? Go back to sleep... "I'm not talking anymore …" Immediately, the voice became weak and pitiful.

Flower Speaker stood outside and couldn't help but giggle.

"I really am not making a fuss anymore … "My lord, I will sing a little song for you …"

Ling Tian Qing was tied up on the bed as he quickly curried favor with Ling Xi. "Sometimes I feel like I'm a little bird, but I can't fly that high no matter how hard I want to fly. Maybe one day, I climbed up a branch and became the target of a hunter. I flew up into the sky and discovered that I had no one to rely on … "

She opened her mouth and started singing, carefully watching Ling Jingmei's somewhat stern expression.

"Who said you have no one to rely on?" Ling Xuejian suddenly interrupted her, "You're not allowed to sing random songs."

Ling Tianqing immediately shut her mouth, and she realized that Ling Xuanxuan seemed to have gotten into some trouble.

In the past, Ling Xinqiao loved to talk to her, especially on the road. He often teased her, but today, he had always been silent. There was a trace of malice in his eyes, and he didn't know why he was so troubled.

So following the emperor was suffering a lot. Because the emperor was too fickle, he still smiled at her one moment and sent her to eternal hell the next …

After Ling Jingjing finished speaking, he stared at her in silence for a while before suddenly saying: "Why aren't you singing?"

Ah, ah, ah, as expected, you are the most fickle man in the world!

He had told her not to sing, and now he was asking her why she wasn't singing!

Ling Qing sighed in his heart and could only continue, "I'm looking for a warm embrace. This request isn't too high …"

All the people who know my name, how are you?!

The world is so small that we are doomed to have nowhere to run

When I taste human warmth when you decide to burn for your ideals

The magic of life and the dignity of life...

Ling Tian Qing suddenly felt sad.

At that time, she had thought she was an orphan who had found someone to rely on. She had stuck to the warmth and the cold, hoping that he would be able to give her another pure and clean world …

However, Wen Han was determined to rob the Ling family.

It was better or less to snatch it, but to have her become a spy and return to the side of Ling Chen … Ling Qing's heart was more or less filled with sorrow.

Every time when it was deep into the night, she would secretly wonder if anyone in this world would truly treat her well, just like how her parents unconditionally cared for her.

The Tyrant beside her was moody. Although being warm and cold was good, he had sent her away for the rivers and mountains …

She had always thought that the one who would rescue her from the fire was Ling Xue, but the one she liked was Su Xiaoxiao, not her.

In the imperial harem, a group of women wearing masks and an equally unfathomable empress dowager had alarmed her every step of the way.

"Every time it's the dead of night, I can't sleep. I wonder if I'm the only one who hasn't changed better tomorrow. Who knows if happiness is just a legend that I'll never find …"

At last, in her strange and melodious voice, Ling Xuanxin rolled over onto the bed, held her in her arms, and closed her eyes.

This girl's singing seemed a little sad, but also a little confused.

Was it because she had no sense of belonging?

Or was it because the love he gave her was not what this girl wanted?

What happiness can't be found, what helplessness, what warm embrace... Isn't his arms warm?

As Ling Qing continued to sing, she did not realize that she was too sleepy. In the end, while Ling Chen was still resting with his eyes closed, she had already sung herself to sleep.

A thin, ruthless aura was locked between Ling Xiang's eyes, and it was the complete opposite of last night's gentle and charming aura. No one knew what he was thinking, and killing intent was mixed within that hostility that caused one's heart to go cold.

Ling Qing did not know that following this river upwards, they arrived at the place where she had previously commanded the explosion.

Further down was Far Fangfang City.

That place was not far from where it was warm and cold. More accurately, it was passing by where it was cold and warm.

That was to say, they were about to reach the position which Wen Han was controlling.

Ling Tian Qing woke up at dusk and ate his pastries as he watched the sun set. He suddenly thought of the sky and the surrounding water. This river shouldn't be passing by the place where they once resisted the flood, right?

Thinking of this, Ling Tian conjured up a map of the heavens in his mind — she had already memorized the maps of the heavens, just for the sake of escaping.

The Jing Prefecture was located near the Qinghua Mountains by the river. If they followed the wind, they would arrive at Yuanfang City in less than a day.

Therefore, by taking the water route, Ling Jin was able to save half the time to return to the Royal City.

If the wind blew smoothly, they would pass by Yuan Fang City in the early hours of the next morning.

Ling Xiang had met Hua Hou, Mo Yang, and the rest outside and was talking about something, speaking some obscure words.

Ling Tian Qing could not help but get nervous as he thought about the forest they would pass through tonight.

She still harbored illusions that the cold would take her away.

The river was calm and the boat moved very steadily. Ling Tian Qing sat by the window, sketching out the scenery outside. She really wanted to graft such a beautiful scenery onto Earth.

She had always had that beautiful dream of becoming a great scientist, so that the 21st century Earth would be restored to the landscape and environment of 3000 years ago, and not be replaced by reinforced concrete.

She was afraid of all inanimate, cold things, and she liked the smell of nature, soft, strong, woody.

Outside the window, this was the true "the sunset and the lonely ambition fly together, and the autumn water is the same as the sky and the sky".

While he was drawing, Ling Tian Qing suddenly stopped, thinking of a poem that she liked a lot. Although it did not fit the scene in front of her eyes, it helped her to feel sad.

Ling Xi lifted the curtain and walked in. He saw a young girl wearing a thin, cyan embroidered shirt. Her long hair was loose, and her chin was propped up as she was lost in thought while the sky was filled with sunset.

He walked behind Ling Qing and saw an undried mountain and river diagram on the table. There were a few lines of poetry in the left corner:

The ancient road was invaded by the ancient trees, and the city was filled with verdure and jade, which then sent Wang Sun to the city. The land was filled with emotions.

This girl was extremely talented. If she used these talents to serve the king in the imperial harem, even if she wasn't a phoenix, she would still receive special favors.

However, she didn't like to be pampered by the king, and instead wished for Long En to leave.

Ling Xuanxin was not able to be surprised by the painting's skill, nor was he surprised by the vulgarity of the lines. In his heart, the first thing that arose was suspicion.

Yuanfang, is she talking about Yuanfang City?

They would pass by Yuanfang City in the morning, and Ling Qing had gone missing in Yuanfang City.

The latter half of the sentence was to send Wang Sun off as well. It filled his heart with even more doubts.

Who was Wang Sun referring to?

This little girl was open-minded and free, and she was very optimistic. She rarely hurt the passing of time.

Every time she cried, it was because she was forced or punished. Today, when the sun set over the river, if it was in the past, she would only exclaim at the beauty of the setting sun.