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He remembered one time when that little girl said to him that "the cold couldn't overcome the cold".

"This King is at the peak of the world and cannot withstand the cold. Do you also feel cold?" Ling Jin sighed as he tried to suppress the impulse to forcefully bring her back.

Wait a little longer, or the first four months will be wasted.

Standing on the treetops that were as thin as a finger, Ling Xuanxin suddenly thought of that day when he had carried Ling Tian Qing down from the Dragon Restaurant. The little girl was clearly extremely hurt, yet she had hugged his waist tightly.

He had thought she was childish and had ignored her. Now that he thought about it, it might have been the last promise she wanted.

He was truly despicable for missing out on such a heart.

Why didn't you answer?

Maybe if he had given her a small promise back then, she would have been able to keep it up …

After all, she was so desperate for warmth and love …

So eager to have a home on another planet.

However, he was stingy with even a single hug …

Really … Damn it!

Thinking of this, Ling Lingcun's foot suddenly slipped as he fell from a height of three hundred meters.

If she asked again, he would say yes.

As long as she likes it, she can accompany her to do it …

Is that enough?

Ling Xuanxin hugged the rabbit tightly and said in a low voice, "Qing Er, come back quickly. I'll be waiting for you at the palace."

Ling Qing walked to the streets late in the night.

Normally, only a few people would pass through a place cut open at noon because the air of resentment was too heavy.

Not to mention a curfew night.

She had a strange grandfather by her side, singing a dissonant melody. In the dead of night, it was even more ear-piercing and terrifying.

"Grandfather, stop singing, ghost will be attracted by you." Ling Qing was in a terrible mood, but his tone was as lively as possible.

She had come to know how to hide her feelings.

To live in a world where the strong preyed on the weak, one had to be strong.

At the very least, he had to act strong.

If others were to see the soft spot at the bottom of their hearts, they would probably take the opportunity to invade it and step on it.

Ling Tian did not wish for others to see his weak side.

Even the weird grandpa.

She did not go out the entire day. While she was giving the Courtesan Belle officials pointers on the way to victory in the competition while staying in the brothel, her mind was constantly filled with images of the warm and cold being beheaded.

"Xiao Yu, tell me, is there really a ghost in this world?" The strange old man chuckled and asked, "Are you afraid of death?"

"Do you want to hear the truth?" Ling Qing felt like vomiting at the mention of death after being fed the Scarlet Pill.

"Of course." The strange old man followed him with a smile, looking at the youth who wore a felt hat that covered half of his face.

Life without worry, death without fear, the world burning with passion, his heart alone.

This was probably Ling Qing's truest portrait at the moment.

However, she did not utter these 16 words. Instead, she lightly said, "Death is nothing more than eternal and dreamless sleep, or a world away. What's there to be afraid of?"

No one knew what it would be like to die, but there were only these two outcomes.

"You're right. I wonder if these condemned criminals have gone to another world." The fat old man smacked his lips, feeling that Ling Qing made sense.

"However, I like what Rolande said more," Ling Tian Qing stopped walking, "Life is a series of deaths and resurrections."

It was like the rebirth of a phoenix.

It was the same in life.

"Who is Roman? "That's reasonable." The fat old man nodded in agreement.

"There's actually no corpse hanging as an example …" Ling Tian then ignored his grandfather and walked to the corner of the wall. Looking at the bloody and smelly execution platform from afar, he spoke in a low voice.

It didn't seem like the personality of a man who would always be careful when he met one.

"I've heard that Wen Hou has been reading with the emperor since he was young and has rendered many meritorious deeds. The king is kind and compassionate, and he even used the etiquette of a marquis to bury someone in a coffin." When the fat old man said that Ling Jin had met with a "benevolent heart", his eyes didn't even twitch.

"..." It's too close to the crown, and not too far from death. " Ling Tian Qing suddenly thought of that saying. It was so sad to talk about it now.

She knew that this would be the end of things, so when the situation took a turn for the worse on the river, she didn't listen to Wen Han's words and decided to take action against Ling Xuanxuan …

She painstakingly wanted to leave a way out for Wen Han, but he personally cut her off …

He even sent her back to the palace …

At that time, she didn't hate him.

This was because his heart was complete, and he wasn't afraid of his broken body.

But now, Ling Qing really wanted to pull Wen Han over and tell him that if he could return, she would forever … He would never return to Ling Xuejian's side.

Never taste the pain of a soul being pierced!

But... Even the warm and cold is gone …

All the warmth and coldness in her life gradually disappeared. She did not know what she could hold in her hands.

There was no one at the entrance, and the smell of blood in the air seemed to have frozen in the night.

Ling Tian Qing did not move forward, but just stood at the side of the street and watched.

She did not dare to get too close. It was not because she was afraid of meeting people she knew, but because she was afraid of another kind of feeling — the sorrow of Wen Han's death.

Although... I wonder if Wen Han was really beheaded...

It was hard to guess what Ling Lingzhi was thinking, and Ling Qing did not want to make any further guesses.

She just … He came to look at his own past, the past of being cut off and dying.

"Yo, I feel so sad, even saying that I'm not a lover." The fat old man smacked his lips out of habit when he saw Ling Tian staring at him silently. Under the starlight, he said with a smile.

"I'm leaving." Ling Tian Qing suddenly turned around, blaming his grandfather for not understanding her feelings.

It was not the identity of a lover that made people sad.

To her, the ice popsicle was a kind of beautiful and hopeless memory.

"It's already so late, you can't be thinking of going to Gu Jue Shan, right?" The fat old man looked at the thin and frail little figure, and asked as he immediately followed in the direction of Gu Jueshan.

"Grandfather, you should go back to sleep. Don't worry about me." Ling Tianqing said softly as she walked forward with a heavy head.

"Being in Mount Everlasting is no fun, good girl, go back with grandpa." The fat old man stretched out his fat hands and grabbed the collar of Ling Tian Qing's neck, pulling her back.

"Grandfather, don't worry." Ling Tian Qing just wanted to talk to Phoenix.

She had many secrets that she could not tell anyone around her.

Only the phoenix, like her mother and like her friends, could listen to all the sadness and happiness.

"Have you forgotten the rule of curfew? If the soldiers see it, they will take you to the prison to spank you. " The fat old man ignored her, "If your pants are taken off, you'll find out that you're a pretty girl. The soldiers love people like you the most, so it'll be free tonight …"

"Grandfather, how about slandering the soldiers of the Sky Dynasty like this?" Ling Tianqing broke free, asking with raised eyebrows.

The words reminded her of the buried past.

The miserable past of being pressed down by a plank.

I hate it.

"Alright, come back with me." The fat old man also felt that he had disgraced the officials who were being nurtured by Ling Jin, so he laughed mischievously.

"Grandfather, don't force me …" Ling Tian Qing raised his head, his eyes filled with tears.

There was even a hint of tears in her voice, as if she was protesting when a child was forced by adults to act displeased.

She was only putting on an act. The fat old man was afraid that she was going to cry the most, but … Tears really flowed down his cheeks when he put on this act.

The fat old man saw that she was really crying so he quickly waved his hand and said helplessly, "Alright, alright, stop crying. It's as if this old man is bullying a child!"

"Then... "Don't follow me, I'll be fine. I'll be back by myself." Ling Tian wiped away his tears, then turned around and ran in the direction of Gu Jueshan.

Under the dim light of the stars, her figure passed through several long streets. Behind her and to her left and right, there were shadows of people walking in the night, protecting her from the shadows.

Ling Tian then ran all the way to the forest at the foot of the mountain, only then did he feel his tears draining away.

He had just entered the mountain when he saw the phoenix standing by a small round table in the night sky. In the darkness of the night, he could still see the multicolored golden light flowing from the feathers of the phoenix.

As if she knew that she had returned, Phoenix let out a low cry.

"Phoenix." Tears welled up in Ling Tian Qing's eyes as he rushed over like he was hugging his mother. He could not say a single word, and could only tremble slightly.

Why does life have to be so hard?

Why is the world so imperfect?

Just like how she thought that this perfect and delicate encounter was only an illusion.

She was on this planet, so lonely, so lonely.

There was no one who could and would not dare to rely on anyone.

Only Phoenix could quietly let her hug him when she could not stand reality …

"Phoenix … Phoenix... Can you take me back to Earth? " Ling Tian Qing asked softly.

She knew there was a medicine that would make her forget the past if she took it.

It didn't matter if he was sad or happy.

But she didn't want to forget about her family. She didn't want to forget about Earth. She didn't want to forget about herself …

A pair of black eyes silently watched the young girl crying as she hugged Phoenix.

It was the first time in almost four months that Ling Jin had been so close to her — only a meter or so away.

Under the cover of the night and the misty fragrance of the flowers, he finally dared to stand behind the nearest tree and silently look at her.

Every time she and Phoenix were together, they would laugh happily, like carefree children.

This was the only night she would run from the execution grounds to the lone mountain, crying while hugging the phoenix.

Although Wen Han did not personally tell him whether Ling Tianqing had ever been married to him, Flower Speaker had told him that Wen Han was still a 'virgin'.

Flower Speaker, that fox, could speak any kind of nonsense in order to preserve his warmth and coldness.

Let's not distinguish between the truth and the truth of the Flower Speaker's words. Ling Xuejian didn't want to bother with these matters right now.

As long as she came back, everything that had happened before could be forgiven.

Ling Qing hugged Phoenix's neck as she cried to the end. She seemed to be tired and her voice gradually grew softer.

It had taken her over two hours to run from the execution grounds to here. She was completely exhausted and slowly began to feel sleepy. Suddenly, she closed her eyes, unable to open them no matter how hard she tried …