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"Calm your anger, your Majesty." Qing Xu heaved a long sigh.

After the phoenix left, it forced the calm king to such a state, actually disrespecting the spirit birds, and even said such words. If the gods became angry, then what would happen if they were punished?

The phoenix did not pay attention to Ling Xuanxuan, but it was clear that Ling Xuanxuan's powerful aura made the phoenix very uncomfortable, so it flapped its wings and flew to the top of the tree to rest.

"Your Majesty, there must be a deep meaning behind the phoenix coming out of the mountain. Please do not be angry, the Queen must be hiding in a corner of the mountain. We'll discuss this after we find the Empress." Master Qing Xu hurriedly said. He was afraid that Ling Chao would really make a move, so he cut down the spirit tree and the spirit bird.

"I'm afraid she's already left the city …" When Ling Jin saw the Spiritual Bird calmly resting on the tree, he was almost certain that Ling Tian was not on this mountain.

If Phoenix was going to bring Ling Qing away, Ling Qing might very well be somewhere outside the city right now.

He had already sent people to search the area within a three hundred mile radius outside the city, hoping that she would return tonight …

In the end, hope was still hope.

In the second half of the night, Ling Xi dragged his cold body, returning to the Azure Sky Palace.

Within three days, the three thousand imperial guards would search the entire capital.

The empress dowager and Flower Speaker were already under surveillance. News of the phoenix leaving the mountain was also locked down, lest Wen Han find out about it and find Ling Tian Qing first.

Standing in the familiar pink bedroom, Ling Zui had never felt this tired before.

Perhaps it was due to the cold poison acting up, but his expression was also abnormally haggard. Only exhaustion remained on his young face.

Looking at the rabbit who was leaning on the pillow and laughing heartless, Ling Xuexin suddenly shot out a palm, sending the pink rabbit that had a smile all over its face flying. It split into pieces in the air …

It was like his heart.

His heart, which had been abandoned time and time again, had been shattered into pieces.

The rabbit's body was stuffed with a silk cloth and fluttered in the air. Two small books were the first to fall.

Ling Lingzhi's eyes flashed as she reached out to pick up the sheepskin book. After a moment of hesitation, she flipped it open.

This was Ling Tian's little secret inside the rabbit's stomach, her diary.

Flipping through the first page, there were traces of tears, blurring many words.

When she had just brought him back, she had written a diary in the Azure Sky Palace. It had been written in English, a language he could not understand, for more than ten pages in a row.

It wasn't until the back of the eighteen pages that his new life was recorded in words he could understand.

Yesterday was a special day, because Tyrant actually took the initiative to make peace.

Although it was because of those mysterious words spoken by Qing Xu, he suddenly felt very lucky as he thought about it.

He had had enough of living such a lowly life without any self-respect.

Later on was a long paragraph of secrets written in French. Ling Qing was afraid that Ling Chen would peek at her, so she wrote down her discontent in a foreign language. Even if Tyrant peeked, he would not know what she wrote.

After flipping through two to three pages, Ling Qing then used Chinese to write another one down.

It had always been scary to have Tyrant sleeping at one's side, but when I woke up this morning and saw his peaceful face, I suddenly felt that he wasn't all that evil, and that he was sometimes very cute.

He hasn't gotten angry at me for many days already, I'm really not used to it …

Furthermore, he gave me a flower … Hm, it feels weird …

A gentle Tyrant looks good, but... It felt weird.

Maybe I was thinking too much, so I was worried.

Then she began to mix it with foreign languages, which Ling could not understand. She flipped to the end of the first book and saw that she had drawn a very good Q picture.

A plump man was sleeping soundly on the bed, and there was also a plump girl. She was hugging a pink rabbit, laughing so hard that her teeth couldn't see her eyes, and she looked exceptionally warm.

Ling Xuejian stretched out his hand and picked up the second book. This time, almost all of the books were written in Chinese.

Ling Jin kissed me.

So gentle, so gentle." So gentle, so gentle.

I found myself unable to resist the gentleness of the tyrant. What should I do?

I like him looking at me, like him pulling my hand, like him sleeping next to me as a pillow...

I've been poisoned... Mother, come and save me, teach me how to fight back!

If love had a formula, I would never let myself make a mistake and get a perfect score.

I really like tyrants.

His lips are so soft, his eyes are so beautiful, his fingers are so gentle...

Here, for the first time, he felt at home. It was as though hugging him was hugging a beautiful little world.

I began to feel attached to this warmth, wanting to stay by his side every single day. Even if I didn't say anything, even if I looked at him from afar, I still felt at ease.

I hope Mom and Dad won't worry about me and can't go back to Earth. I will be fine here too, because with Tyrant by my side …

We will have a small family in the future, will have a bunch of babies, will be very happy.

Would he really be happy?

When Ling Jin met with a request to raise the Empress of the Western Palace.

Maybe he had his reasons, but I was sad.

He did not return for the entire night.

But I believe that he is a responsible man and will not act recklessly...

However … Zhou Fangyi and Sui Tianxiang both knew how to curry favor with men. Their bodies were both good and beautiful. As for me … I am so ordinary. If I did not have the phoenix body, surely the tyrant would not look at me directly, right?

I think we should rethink everything between us.

After all, he was the emperor. How could I endure the Three Palaces and Six Houses?

No, no.

I am an Earthling, not a humble woman from the male era, though my liking may seem insignificant in the eyes of the haughty.

Bad mood, I think, I hope too much, be blinded by love?

Little Zhao was very happy to be here today.

Curious about the baby in her belly, I've always worried that my body doesn't match up to the DNA of the day...

If gene rejection occurs, I don't know if I can give Tyrant a cute baby.

And I'm afraid I'm going to die if I get pregnant...

It was a bad idea, and I was afraid and looking forward to it.

Perhaps he told Tyrant that he did not know what DNA was and what cells were. Thus, there was no way for me to tell others about my fear. I could only silently wait for my pregnancy to succeed …

En, but still hope to have a healthy baby, looks like its father, but character must be like me, otherwise, so many tender feelings, I want to be bullied in this world by two other people, it is so unfair!

Tyrant did not return tonight.

He didn't know who said what he heard this morning.

I'm scared right now, and I'm looking for a warm place to hide.

The ice stick had long since been sealed within his heart. Now that it had been flipped up, it was extremely cold.

Tyrant was angry, and although he said no, I could feel it.

He had confessed those words to him, but he hadn't thought that he would still mind.

I can put his past aside, including my unpleasant memories. Why can't he let it go?

[Is there really no happiness here that I want to find?]

What I thought I had was nothing.

I thought those who were happy were all self-deceiving.

I thought we loved each other, but we hurt each other.

In that case, why stay together?

I put down everything I have, put down all the past, just for your smile and hug.

But you, give me a hug and a smile, just because of my identity.

If I knew the end result is like this, I would rather not have my identity, would rather live my first life, being humiliated by others, than to love you humbly.

Tyrant, if you ever see this diary, I should already be gone.

It was because he could no longer endure it.

I heard from my mother that love is endurance, so, to your repeated, I endure one by one.

I think that as long as one of us is patient and tolerant, we can keep this relationship going.

But I was wrong.

You are the ruler of the empire. You do not understand the most common and great emotions in the world.

You don't care for a woman's heart.

For you, I retreated into the abyss. Even when the sun was out, you still pressed on step by step.

Like you, I have used all my strength, whether it be patience or passion.

Perhaps you were born to be a man who would never care about the feelings of a woman.

I have always believed that if a house does not sweep away the world, there is no one who loves, nor can there be anyone who loves the world.

Even though it looked like you loved your people like your children, you couldn't deny how ungrateful you were in front of the mountains and rivers.

If I say these things in front of you, you will definitely skin me, right? Thank God I'm gone. I wish you the life of a wise king for the good of your people.

Please, don't tie me to love anymore, I don't want to go back, please let me go, okay?

(Again)

The medicine in the dressing table really isn't poison. If you take it with wine, it should be able to slowly cure your cold poison. However, if you see this book after three to five years, I only want to say two words to you: The medicine has expired!

"Goodbye Tyrant, I will miss you, but I will not come back, so please don't look for me again." Goodbye Tyrant, I will miss you, but I will not come back, so please don't look for me again.

These were the words written on the last page. Even though he tried his best to act relaxed, the teardrops on the book still revealed Ling Qing's feelings.

Ling Mei turned her head and looked at the dressing table. In a trance, she seemed to see a young girl lying on the dresser. As she wrote goodbye, she started sobbing.

His heart felt as though it was being tightly clenched by something. It was even more unbearable than the cold poison acting up, and the pain made it hard for him to breathe.

He slowly walked to the dressing table and found a white jade bottle. There was a piece of paper under it, and it read: Cold-Poison Antidote. If you are afraid of being poisoned, when Green Shadow comes back, you can take it with wine.

Holding the bottle of medicine in his hand, Ling Xiang's expression turned uglier and uglier.

He finally couldn't hold it anymore. The cold and bone-piercing pain was flowing through his blood like a poisonous snake, causing him to lose his balance from the pain. He knelt on the ground, cold sweat dripping down his forehead like rain onto the jade floor.