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"Everyone says that the wild ferries see the shadows of their guests, and the river sees the shadows of the sunset. It is indeed so." Ling Tian knew early in the morning that Ling Chao had come in, but she was too lazy to move, so she could only support her chin as she looked outside at the bright red sunset.

"Who is Wang Sun?" Ling Xuanxin did not want to ask her at this point in time, but he still asked.

"Which grandson?" Ling Tian turned his head to look at him and retorted.

"The grandson of Wang on the drawing." Ling Xuejian pointed at the painting with a cold glint in his eyes.

"Oh, ask Bai Juyi. I don't know either." Ling Tian Qing realized that all emperors loved to be suspicious and suspicious.

She did not like the Emperor's common ailment at all.

"Who's Bai Juyi?" Ling Lingcun frowned and asked with some displeasure.

"It's an ancient person, an ancient person." Ling Tian sighed before placing the painting aside, "Your Majesty, he is someone from Earth, you do not know him."

"Your poetry is doing quite well." Ling Xuanxin took the painting and looked at it carefully, "Little Qing'er, I want to hear you sing 'Spring River Night'... Today is the Spring River, sing another song for This King. "

He very rarely asked Ling Tian Qing to "perform outstandingly", because usually, this girl was already very good at causing trouble for him, she would not be idle for even a moment.

With such a beautiful scenery today, Ling Jin had a sudden "interest" and wanted to hear her sing that so-called night song of the Spring River.

"It's' Flower of the Spring and River '!" Ling Tian Qing corrected him, "It's' The Night of the Spring and the Moon '."

"Sing it for This King." Ling Xuejian was an ancient person after all, so he was unable to completely accept modern things, such as the fact that she sang some little bird. Thus, he didn't like her at all.

"It's better to add a more melodious tune to this Yue drama." Ling Tian Qing was looking for an instrument. As long as Tyrant did not bully her today, there was nothing wrong with singing a small song. She would do even if it meant stripping!

"This zither is so small, I wonder how it sounds like." Ling Tian brought in a small zither from the outside. This was the only musical instrument on the boat.

After some time, Ling Tian Qing sat cross-legged on the bed, placed the zither on her knees, and smiled up at Ling Zui. "Your Majesty, tonight we shall play a song and recite a poem."

The meaning behind Ling Qing's words was that there was no need to say 'heh heh' tonight. Even though her body was slowly adapting to this man, her heart was in extreme pain and she did not want to be pushed down.

Ling Xuanxin was also sitting cross-legged on the couch. The curtains had already been rolled up. He opened a window and watched the sunset outside gradually disappear. He remained silent without replying.

No matter how slow Ling Qing was, he could still feel the abnormality that Ling Xiao had experienced today.

She couldn't help but recall if she had done something excessive today. It was as if these few days, she had won a battle with Tyrant and Tyrant had become like this …

Could it be a grudge?

She remembered that most emperors in history hated people who were stronger than them.

However, she was really forced to do so this time. She wanted to protect herself, so she came up with a few conditions that would allow Ling Chao to agree to.

"Why aren't you playing?" Ling Lingcun suddenly turned around and looked at Ling Tianqing, who was in the state of 'self-examination', and asked.

"Oh …" "Okay, I'm thinking about the song..." Ling Tian Qing secretly wiped his sweat away. Looking at Tyrant, his eyes were especially sharp, as if she was a prisoner.

"The river and the tides are even, the moon and the sea share the tides …"

Who was the first person to see Yue on the riverbank? Early in the year of Jiang Yue?

Whose little boat is it tonight? Where is the Acacia Brightmoon Restaurant...

The sunset glow gradually disappeared, and a crescent moon hung on the river, emitting a cold and clear light.

Some fishermen heard her and thought they had heard some heavenly music. They stood on the bow of the ship, gazing into the distance, holding their breath as they listened to the ethereal zither music.

Ling Tian Qing sang it three times, but Ling Jin did not allow her to stop. Even when the bright moon appeared, she was still singing in a low voice.

Ling Xi's eyes were locked deeply on her face, as if he was looking at her for the last time.

That black pupils suppressed the complicated emotions within them, causing Ling Tian Qing to change his tone several times and mispronounce a few words.

"At this moment, I don't want to hear about you. I'm willing to follow the moonlight and shine on you …" Ling Lingzhi softly said as she suddenly followed her.

He did not sing, but chanted, one high and one low, one light, which, to the fisherman's ears, sounded like an ethereal heavenly music, and the boatgirls rose up, listening to the faint, ethereal, and graceful song in the moonlight.

"The moon is setting, the sea mist is hidden, and there is no limit to the path of the sword. "I don't know if Cheng Yue and the others will return or if Falling Moon Shakes the River Tree." Ling Xuanxin suddenly closed his eyes, and said lightly, "Change the tune."

"Your Majesty, please sing another song. Rest early." Ling Tian had slept for an entire afternoon. Although he wasn't sleepy, he was still very tired from playing the zither, especially this one. He didn't know what the strings were made of, but they were so hard that they hurt her fingers.

"This King wants to hear it. It's as cold as the cold." Ling Xiangru had a great deal of affection for this poem.

"Alright."

Ling Tian Qing felt that his request today was very strange, but he still agreed obediently.

In the Song, Ling Qing loved the East Slope the most, because Su Dongpo was open-minded and open-minded, and had a free and easy life.

It was quite similar to her personality.

She had imagined making a time machine that could surpass the speed of light and then going back to the Song Dynasty. She wanted a picture with her idol, asking for an autograph and to see if Sister Su and Qin Guan were a couple.

"I want to ride the wind and return, but I'm afraid that I will be exposed to the cold …"

The string suddenly snapped.

Ling Qing's finger was almost strained from the injury as she retracted her hand and looked at Ling Zui.

"Do you also feel cold in your heart?" Ling Lingcun didn't mind that the zither strings were broken. He stretched out his hand and took Ling Qing's hand, inspecting her fingers as he asked softly.

"Just put on more clothes …" Ling Qing's scalp went numb as he held onto his fingers.

"This King has always thought that being at the highest point in the world is extremely cold. This feeling..." No one will understand. " Ling Xuanxin gently rubbed her reddened fingertips as she softly said, "But the other day, every word you said …"

Deep in his heart, he had already regarded her as his bosom friend.

Available... He was, after all, a king, and he could not be like ordinary people, interacting with her.

"Your Majesty, I just …"

She was only reciting the big poem at the East Slope!

If you want to talk about confidants, it's also Eastslope Great is your confidant! Don't pull her, she's innocent!

"A very cold body, right?" Ling Xi suddenly asked as he lightly touched his lips to her reddened finger.

"Clang!"

This time, the string in Ling Tian's head snapped.

Ling Tian Qing had prepared ten thousand times for this, but he had not expected him to say such words. His face paled immediately, and the fingers on his lips began to tremble.

"Why is your heart beating so fast?" Ling Zui raised his head slowly and looked at Ling Tian Qing.

"I... My hand hurts. " Ling Tian Qing was flustered, the question Ling Xin asked was too sudden, it was like a hammer hitting her in the head.

One moment he was quietly listening to her singing, and seeing her holding his hand, how gentle she looked, how could she have suddenly turned into another person at this moment?

Ling Xuanxuan was only guessing.

As such, when Ling Qing was at his most unprepared, he suddenly asked this question. He did not expect … Who would have thought that his guess was right!

Listening to her thundering heartbeat, he knew that this girl and Wen Han must have a secret. Otherwise, she wouldn't be so nervous.

Ling Zhi had once tried testing others when she was relaxed, such as Ling Xue, Flower Speaker, and even Su Qi Huan.

This little girl had a normal reaction towards other people, she never had such a nervous expression.

As expected … It was indeed warm and cold …

Ling Xuexin held Ling Qing's hand as he stared intently at her face, not letting out even the slightest of changes in her eyes.

"This King said that you have three chances to repent."

Although she had yet to admit it, Ling Lingzhi's heart had already been ruthlessly stabbed. He took a deep breath to suppress the spreading pain as he spoke in an indifferent tone, just like when he had first met her.

"Your Majesty... "The string's broken. Let me fix it …"

If Ling Tian knew what was going on at Wen Han's place, he would have a clear idea of what was going on.

However, Ling Chen had met Wen Han, and he did not understand the thoughts of any of them.

Although Ling Xuanxuan had spent many days with her, he had never let Ling Tian Qing know about the affairs of the country.

In the past few days, he had been in and out, busily chatting with his subjects until late at night. Ling Tianqing did not even know what he was talking about.

And there was no message from Wen Han at all...

Ling Tian Qing could not react to this situation with normal judgment, and could only change the topic. If he could not change the topic, he would not admit to being involved with Wen Han even if he was beaten to death.

"There is no need to cultivate the zither. In this king's opinion, you need to cultivate the heart." With a wave of her hand, the zither on her leg shot out of the window and into the river.

Ling Qing's heart followed the zither and sunk to the bottom of the river.

She barely managed to maintain her calm. Although her heartbeat betrayed her, she still put on a smile. "Your Majesty, why did you suddenly say 'someone else'?"

"This King is just thinking about your grandson." Upon seeing her phoenix eyes, Ling Jin concealed too many emotions, so in the end, all that was left was killing intent.

Ling Tian Qing then tried to withdraw her hand, but was stopped by his backhand. With a crisp sound, her wrist was dislocated again.

"Ah …" Ling Tian Qing's resistance to pain was currently very weak. She had been unable to endure the pain ever since the pill broke out.

Ling Xuanxin did not use any strength at all. He squinted his eyes as he coldly stared at the woman who had deceived him, wishing that he could immediately kill her.

He should have been more patient. At the very least, he should have made her fall in love with him before punishing her.

However, Ling Xiang really did not have much patience for Ling Qing.

All he had to do was watch her make a mistake, even if it was just a little bit of principle, and he wanted to punish her immediately so that she would be reprimanded.

Seeing how fragile her body was, unable to withstand her own anger, she lightly pulled on her wrist and almost broke it. Such a body was naturally spoiled by men.

However, she did not want her own favor!

She actually … He actually had feelings for Wen Han!

His disguise was too incredible. It was only after such a long time that he noticed it …

Now that he thought about it, when he was in Jingzhou, she had suddenly committed an offense.

She liked the cold!