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In the sound of the wind, Ling Zui pointed to her sleeping place from behind.

The phoenix seemed to have long known that he was there. When it saw him coming out, it suddenly cried out and grabbed the sleeping Ling Tian Qing and spread its wings high into the sky.

"Phoenix, wait for this king." With a tap of his feet, he caught up to Phoenix.

Would Phoenix still not return the little queen to him now?

Looking at the phoenix hovering above the spirit tree, and continuously grabbing onto Ling Qing, Ling Xi's heart ached. He didn't want to snatch the phoenix's body back …

He just … I just wanted to see her face, touch her shiny hair...

"I won't take her away. I just want to see her …" Ling Xuanxuan said in a low voice.

Phoenix let out a long cry before finally releasing her claws.

As in the beginning... Ling Xiangru had received the phoenix body that was destined to take his life.

The starry sky was blocked by tall trees, but one could still clearly see every eyelash in the dim forest.

Ling Lingcun felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest. He had never felt such a feeling as though he had obtained a treasure.

He couldn't control his own heartbeat. His hands, which had never trembled before, were steady and strong. At this moment, he couldn't help but sink his hands into her soft skin, touching the bones inside.

The phoenix landed on a thick branch of the spirit tree. Its bright phoenix eyes stared closely at Ling Chen, as if it was afraid that he would harm the little queen.

Ling Chen did not care about being seen by a bird. Holding Ling Tian Qing in his arms, he slowly sat down against the spirit tree, looking at her delicate face that was filled with spirit energy.

That gaze was like that of a man on the verge of death due to thirst in the desert, suddenly seeing a pool of clear spring water. Ling Chen didn't even dare to breathe hard as he gently hugged her, pressing her face against his.

The long-awaited touch of his skin, the warmth of his soft skin, pressed against the depths of his lonely heart, Ling Xiang unconsciously tightened his arms, as if wanting to rub her into his own body …

The light in the forest was still very dim. Ling Chen had wanted to impulsively take her away more than once, but he was afraid that she would fall into displeasure when she woke up.

"If I knew it would turn out like this, why would I have done it in the first place?" An old man's voice rang out, carrying a permanent teasing tone. "Serves you right. Serves you right!"

Who in this world dared to scold Ling Chao in front of him?

The Spirit Bird let out an unhappy cry. Perhaps it was because the smell of the old geezer's wine had disturbed the tranquility of this place.

The fat old man carried the wine gourd and walked unsteadily out from behind a huge rock, ignoring Phoenix's displeasure. His mouth reeked of alcohol: "What are you still hugging? "Hurry up and go back to the imperial court. Don't think you can do anything too excessive to my granddaughter, do you hear me?"

Ling Xian ran into the silent old man Ren who was scolding him.

He sat down under the tree and hugged Ling Tianqing tightly. Their long hair flowed down to the ground like a waterfall. In the dim light of the morning, they looked like a beautiful painting.

"Hurry back to the palace, silly boy!" The fat old man saw that Ling Zui was not moving at all, he drank a mouthful of wine and scolded.

"Third Grandpa …" Ling Xuanxin suddenly raised his head, and his cold eyes were bloodshot.

"If you keep shouting, I'll even beat you up!" Suddenly, the fat old man spat and said fiercely.

"Eldest Master, please advise her to return to the palace …" Ling Xuejian immediately changed his words and pleaded.

The imperial court had added the word 'big' before, and it was not just referring to seniority. It was similar to the 'big' that had appeared in the buddhist temple, some referring to the appearance of the Bodhisattva himself.

Among the royal families in the Sky Dynasty, if there was someone who added the word "big" before the title, it meant that that person's identity was not ordinary at all. It could only be described as above the current Son of Heaven.

No matter how one looked at it, it was impossible to tell that he had the temperament of a royal family. Who would have known that he was also an outstanding member of the royal family at that time?

Indeed, no matter how good the genes were, they were afraid of the destruction caused by the Pig Slaughtering Knife of Time and his own ruin. As expected, even the Royal Family had destroyed everything in one fell swoop!

The Third Grandpa that Ling Jingmei spoke of was the First Uncle of the late emperor, Ling Qiyuan. At that time, he was not given the phoenix body and was conferred the title of Marquis.

At the prime of the season, he left home in a fit of anger. After that, he traveled all over the world, and his name was Kong Ming.

However, she did not abstain from drinking wine or meat, nor did she respect the rules. She would only occasionally visit the palace when she was in a good mood, regardless of the changes in the rivers and mountains.

He did not allow anyone to call him by his name and also did not allow anyone to mention his identity. Even if it was someone he had met with high regard, he was not allowed to call him grandpa and could only call him "grandmaster" or "great master".

When he was seven years old and had returned to the palace to meet the late emperor, he had also coincidentally met Wen Han and the others who were practicing martial arts. Thus, he gave them some pointers.

In the past, Ling Xuanxuan had also liked to be smart and had taught her personally for many days, so she could be considered as the emperor's tutor.

Ling QIyuan had a strange personality. He loved to play around in the mountains and rivers, appearing and disappearing out of nowhere. Last time, Ling Xue had also been pointed out by him on the battlefield.

Now that he was suddenly staying in the capital, it seemed that he really liked Ling Tian Qing, or rather, Ling Tian Qing's red wine.

Ling Xinzhi looked at his third grandfather. He remembered that when he was eight years old, he saw that Grandmaster Kongming was still handsome and elegant, with the demeanor of an old deity. Unexpectedly, more than ten years had passed, and his third grandfather had turned into a monk made of meat and wine …

No, or to be more precise, people had lost all of their former brilliance.

Right now, Ling Qiming was not a monk, and he was also gradually growing old. He was nearly a hundred years old, and after travelling the entire world, he could not help but feel homesick for his family.

People tended to be sad, as did Ling Qiming.

After eating his fill, he started to enjoy the lively and noisy life of his children and grandchildren, and upon seeing Wen Han rebel, he couldn't help but feel a little worried. Thus, after wandering in the capital for five to six months, he saw that Ling Ji had already arranged for a surprise attack on Jadefeather and wanted to continue his journey, but the Phoenix had actually appeared out of the mountains.

The phoenix emerged for the fourth time.

Even though Ling QIyuan was already an outsider, he was still worried about the Ling Family. Thus, he followed closely behind, meeting the pitiful little girl who was abandoned by the phoenix once again.

Ai, how pitiful. A little girl trying to escape from the palm of the Son of Heaven, how could that be possible?

Ling Qimu felt pity for Ling Tian Qing at first, then he realized that she was incredibly cute, knew how to brew wine and make delicious food, and had a lot of weird thoughts running through his mind …

He loved interesting people the most, so he immediately stopped walking and followed Ling Tian Qing, eating and drinking from her.

Such an interesting, cute, and profitable person, yet his own grandson wasn't treasured by him. He really deserved to be beaten!

"I'm not going to persuade you. Hurry up and put my granddaughter down. Where are you going?!" The fat old man drank a few mouthfuls of wine and said impatiently.

Ling Jingjing finally stood up and reluctantly placed Ling Tianqing under a tree. After giving her sleeping face a deep look, she left without looking back.

Third Grandpa hated people who procrastinated the most. Moreover, the morning assembly was already over. He still had some matters to take care of today.

"Kid, you wouldn't really want to punish your mother like that, right?" Ling Qiyuan waved at the small body under the tree, then his figure flashed and he disappeared as well. The sound slowly dissipated in the air.

Ling Qing opened his eyes in a daze in the chilly air and saw the colorful feathers of a phoenix.

Rubbing his eyes, Ling Tian Qing felt a sense of warmth, as if he was in a sad dream. He could still feel a familiar smell around him.

The prison cell made from thousand year profound stones was abnormally quiet.

Wen Han sat cross-legged on the bed as he recuperated. He had already crippled his martial arts. If he wanted to recover his former inner force, he would have to start all over again.

However, Wen Han suddenly stopped cultivating that evil martial art. Because the warmth of his hands and feet was so good …

A lazy and carefree male voice was suddenly heard from the opposite room, "You unscrupulous man, say a few words with me."

Wen Han frowned slightly. Every day when he was meditating, he would be constantly harassed by Flower Speaker. He really did not know why that fellow was not sad at all about the current situation.

"Iceberg, you're not dead, are you?" Flower Speaker leaned against Wan Jinmen and complained in a lazy tone, "Wen Han, say a few words with me! "It was also because of you that I ended up like this. If Master Hou doesn't do it, I'll accompany you up the mountain of blades and down the sea of flames. I might even become a traitor …"

Her cell was empty. There was no one there.

Now that this place is almost a secret chamber, Flower Speaker spoke with no worries at all. Her words became more and more obvious, "If I had known earlier, I would have forced you into a corner at that time. Iceberg, did you start daydreaming about my body, eh? "

"Shut up." With the sound of a warm and cold voice, something hit the door of the Thousand Gold Door, the sound of a nut.

"Someone, come quickly!" The ice mountain's door was destroyed! " Flower Speaker was not the least bit angry. Instead, she shouted for the world to be at peace.

The door to the dungeon silently opened.

Ling Lingzhi's slender eyebrows gently knitted together.

It wouldn't be bad if he could bring away the scourge of Flower Speaker with him...

Oh, he said the opposite. If Flower Speaker was able to tame Wen Han, he would have had less to worry about.

"Your Majesty, you're finally here." Flower Speaker's martial arts hadn't been wasted yet. He heard the voices outside and immediately pleaded, "Your Majesty, this subject wants to share a room with Wen Han. This subject fears that he will sleep alone and be cold. This subject wants to warm his bed!"

From the time Flower Speaker was taken into custody until now, she had always called herself a "subject", as if she had never betrayed Ling Zui, and was still a subject of the imperial court.

As for the Hua family, they were safe and sound. Outsiders had no idea that Hua Hou had been imprisoned for so long.

Even some of the officials in the imperial court did not know about this. They thought that Hua Hou had been sent out of the palace to 'travel on business'.

Only when Ling Tian realized that Flower Speaker had not been to the brothel for months did he realize that something had happened.

In fact, when Ling Xian came across the accusation against Wen Han, he did not mention Flower Speaker. He only pointed out Wen Han's other wings and cut all of them off, protecting Flower Speaker in secret.

Just like how the General's Estate executed Su Qihuan, Ling Xin had to deal with Wen Han's remnants in an exceptionally cruel manner. Not only did it have the effect of killing an example, it had even shifted the crowd's attention away from him and protected Flower Speaker.