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In addition, many wild historical records had recorded strange and wondrous events. A small portion of it, such as "Heaven Flying Immortal", "Heaven Flying Immortal", "Heaven Flying Immortal", "Heaven Flying Sage", "Heaven Flying Sage", and other bizarre things, such as people suddenly disappearing, were similar to transmigration.

She hoped to find some clues. She was not sure if she could find a way back to Earth without using advanced scientific machines.

"In reply to Empress, 3000 years ago, the king who occupied a region called himself an orphan or a widower. He meant that there was only one person in the world, and 2000 years ago, he called himself 'I', and only became a king after the Ling family ascended to the heavens."

In the end, he did not call himself 'Your Majesty', but said 'Your Highness' instead. As a taboo, "The books that the Empress is reading involve the royal family and the imperial court, and they are all replaced with forbidden words. Furthermore, most of the matters in the palace are passed down verbally, so there are no records of them …"

"Is there no Sima Qian in this era? "Oh my god, how can I write a book for my descendants like this?"

Ling Tian Qing had never heard of such a thing before. She had read about emperors in books, and had never heard of such a thing before.

"Empress, you … What do you think of that poem? " Mo Yang didn't want to talk about the monarch any longer, so he asked.

"That must have been fabricated by someone else!" Ling Tian Qing opened his mouth and closed it, almost causing Mo Yang to vomit blood.

Why...

Why did the little queen see through it at a glance?

Could it be that the king's image in her eyes was really that bad?

However, thinking about it, the king had indeed gone a little too far. Back then, Ling Qing was small and pitiful, and when she was 14 years old, she looked like a little girl that had matured to the age of 11 or 12.

He even started to scold and feed the medicine …

However, after standing at the back, the king began to treat the little queen better.

Even if she had the phoenix body, as a high and mighty king, as long as he could keep her there was no need to waste any more time. But the king doted on her, and he always brought her with him wherever he went.

In any case, in the eyes of these guards, the king had already been extremely attentive towards Ling Tian Qing.

"I don't think so. Who would have the guts to pretend to be the king?" Xiao Han immediately felt that she had picked up the wrong call and shut her mouth.

Sigh, as long as she was with Mo Yang, she would feel a little dizzy.

It's a pity that the little queen can't feel the sweetness of love...

"Who knows what kind of stupid fool faked it?" Ling Tian wrinkled his nose as he spoke.

The pitiful Mo Yang's cold face started to lose control, his blood was on the verge of flowing out …

"Who knows, it might really have been written by the king. Empress, look at how sincere their feelings are." When Yan Yu saw that her senior martial brother and junior apprentice-sister were almost burnt into two chunks of charcoal, she hurriedly tried to rescue them.

"Hmph, if it was written by him, I'll send a poem back as well." Ling Qing smirked.

Tyrant never knew how to compose verses. In the royal study, other than reading memorials, Tyrant would only read books without listening to a single line about the wind and moon.

"What poem does the Empress wish to send?" Yan Yu and Xiao Han were overjoyed.

Could it be that the Empress's heart was actually a little moved?

Using poetry to pass on one's feelings, how elegant was that!

Without thinking, Ling Tian Qing then said, "Towards the Spring Flower, I have never thought about the Jade Mansion; when the autumn wind blows, it is impossible to dispel it, so I have no intention to help you, Mingyue." "The endless hatred, the gentle breeze of the night, the sudden separation of love and kindness; the thirst for wine, the chill of dreams, the abandonment of other people's distant lives."

Ling Jing had just walked outside the walls of the Palace, and was looking at Tian Qing Hua. He was constantly considering whether to go in or not.

Qing Xu had the body of a half-immortal; the divination he had made was never wrong.

As such, Ling Xuanxin kept thinking about what Guru Qing Xu had said that day. He kept struggling in anger, self-esteem, and the River Mountain Country. No matter what, he was unwilling to lower his head and forgive those who had betrayed him.

However, for the sake of the Ling family, he had to think of a way to deal with the current situation.

Actually, as long as Ling Tian Qing was treated like a chess piece, a subject could use the Monarch Occult Force to deal with her.

However, Ling Chen could not treat her like a chess piece, nor could he treat her like an ordinary subject.

He was very clear in his heart that the Emperor's Arts was just a way to consolidate mountains and rivers, a most merciless and hypocritical method.

He is to the little queen, after all... There was still something that couldn't be left behind.

In the past few days, Ling Qing had been tormented by both mental and physical torture.

He couldn't see her even if he wanted to, he couldn't love her even if he wanted to, he couldn't hate her even if he wanted to. He couldn't let her go even if he wanted to. Just what did he want her to do?

The young girl's clear voice came from the palace. From the voice, it could be seen that she had already recovered most of her strength, but her mental state was not too good.

Standing outside the palace walls, Ling Xuanxuan's face was slightly pale. At the side, he clenched his fingers tightly, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Mo Yang and the others definitely wouldn't have expected that the king would think of coming to the Dusk Palace today.

The sounds of footsteps outside were all over the place, and Mo Yang didn't have the heart to distinguish between the heavy stomps of Qing Yu's feet.

"Looking at the Spring Flower, Zhu Cheng Bi,

He never thought that the Jade Mansion would be imprisoned like this.

When the autumn winds come up, it will be hard to get rid of them.

I'm worried that Mingyue has no intention.

He hated the gentle breeze of the night.

The sudden separation of affection and affection;

Waking up from a drunken stupor,

He has been abandoned for the rest of his life. "

Ling Xuejian spoke in a low and hoarse voice. He had only heard it once, but he had already memorized it in his heart.

Good! That's great! What a great Ling Tianqing!

I'm sorry, I hate you.

Heh, there were two words in the poem that she recited. It stung her heart, which was in deep thought. It was warm and cold.

Whether it was intentional or not, this poem seemed to be a hidden poem for him, but in reality, it was written for the sake of warmth and coldness.

What was Zhu Chengbai? What was he imprisoning her for? What was he thinking? What was the moon holding his heart in? What was he hating or loving her …

Good!

Very good!

This poem of hers made Ling Xiang, who had been wavering between the Phoenix Body and the mountains, instantly choose a method that he didn't want to use to deal with the current situation.

Ling Tian Qing did not know that a disaster was about to befall upon her, so she left without saying anything, "Alright, don't talk to me about poetry, I'm going to get some vitamin D in the sun."

Bi Yun and Bi Yao, you guys should also get tanned. The sun before 10 am is a good thing, you can replenish your vitamin D and calcium. If you get old, you won't need to worry about osteoporosis.

Before Ling Tian could finish his words, he stopped walking as if he was looking at a monster. His eyes were filled with fear, and even his calves were trembling. He wanted to run back and hide somewhere.

However, she could not move her trembling legs. She could only watch as the young monarch wearing a bright yellow dragon robe walked step by step towards the palace.

Bi Yun and Bi Yao were both kneeling down. Yan Yinghan was right behind them, and the only one who could not move was Ling Tianqing, who seemed to have been hit by an acupuncture point.

"It's fine." To Ling Chen's ears, the gentle and magnetic voice was like a spell.

"Is the Empress feeling better?" Ling Jingjing walked to the side of the stairs and asked Ling Tian Qing.

This flight of stairs was very short, and Ling Tian was standing on the second floor just in time to be on the same level as Ling Jin.

The distance between the two of them was only about a foot. Ling Tian could clearly see the pale little face reflected in his pitch-black eyes.

She was as still as a needle, motionless and unable to make a sound.

The Emperor's Qi that was too close interfered with her magnetic field, making Ling Tian Qing feel extremely uncomfortable, but he was unable to avoid it.

"Although it's almost the middle of summer, the morning is still a little cold. Empress, you shouldn't be too fond of fun, in case you catch cold, you should rest more." Ling Xiang looked at the face that had recovered a little and said with a smile.

She actually smiled …

Ling Tian Qing seemed to have seen a ghost, and could not even move, his tongue numb and unable to speak. He looked at Ling Tian in shock, as he smiled at the combination of an angel and a devil.

Mo Yang and the maidservants were also stunned. Based on Ling Zui's hearing, he should have been able to hear those lines of the poem. He should have been able to anger Long Yan, so why was he laughing?

Moreover, her smile was so gentle and kind, without a hint of coldness or hostility. Was it because their eyes were blurry?

Mo Yang was stunned for a long time before he looked at Qingyu. He discovered that Qingyu was also staring at the young and handsome face of the prince with a dumbstruck expression.

Even though the king would do many incredible things, even though they had met with many storms along the way, even though they had already trained themselves to the point where they wouldn't change their expressions even if the mountain collapsed at the top …

However, at this moment, facing the smiles that should not have been present on Ling Jin's face, the similarly young guards felt their hearts begin to pound.

At this time, the little queen couldn't stand up to the wrath of the king!

That smile was simply too beautiful. It was like an extremely beautiful flower that was slowly blooming in the sunlight. It was also like the brightest moon in the night as it lingered in the sky, bringing with it a bright yet hazy glow.

Facing such a handsome smile, not only did Ling Tian's calves tremble, he even started to feel numb.

Then the numbness went from the soles of her feet to her legs, then to her waist, and then to her forehead. She felt like she had been given an anesthetic, only her brain was not completely numb.

"What are you all still standing around for? Hurry and help the Empress into the room. " Ling Lingzhi said as she stared into Ling Qing's watery eyes.

Immediately, Bi Yao, who was the closest to Ling Tian, came forward and helped Mu Mu Ru Yue up.

Ling Qing dragged his stiff legs and walked to the back of the hall. Subconsciously, he reached out to touch his collar before stroking it all the way down.

Fortunately, she wasn't in the mood to tidy up her clothes these few days. She was wearing very normal clothes.

Ling Tian then touched her hair and recalled that she had been too lazy to comb her hair for the past few days.

Ling Tian Qing hurriedly combed his loose hair. At this moment, it was as if Liu Xiang had possessed him, and he shot inside like an arrow, almost knocking Bi Yun and Bi Yao down.

Ling Xuanxuan didn't immediately go inside the palace but stood at the foot of the stairs as he stared at Mo Yang with a pair of unfathomable eyes.

Mo Yang cried out in his heart. He had good intentions in mind. This world full of loyalty could be seen, who knew that there would be a mistake …