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Only then did Little Warm turn around and leave the door.

Ling Xiang, who had been in the room, did not move. He was still lying by the bed, his lips just a hair's breadth away from her skin.

At such a close distance, he could clearly smell the sweet fragrance coming from her body. It was like the stamen of a flower in a clear rain, bringing with it a misty and sweet fragrance.

Ling Xuanxuan suddenly thought of that night …

That last night, she sat in front of him and tried very hard to please him. She kissed him down bit by bit, carefully, as if she was kissing the most precious and fragile treasure in the world …

His heart began to ache uncontrollably. That day, even though his eyes were closed, he could still hear the voice gushing out from her eyes.

she asked. Do you like me...

She didn't even dare to ask, "Do you love me …"

Perhaps in her heart, she had always been a cold and merciless person, she would never love anything other than mountains and rivers …

Her thin lips moved from the side of her face to the base of her ear. She said in a low voice, "Not only like her."

It was a pity that Ling Tian Qing could not hear her, as she had lost all consciousness.

"I even... "I really love you …" Ling Xi held her small hand, closed his eyes, and said softly.

Such a small and delicate hand was almost half the size of his palm. It was naturally half curled up, and it was so small that one couldn't help but want to hold it tightly.

Ling Xin didn't know if he had the courage to say this when she woke up — he would rather run around and kill people on the battlefield of a million strong army than come to her face and ask if she would go back with him.

Afraid of being rejected.

She left with such determination. She was hurt so badly by herself …

In the dungeon, Flower Speaker and Warm Cold seemed to get along very well.

The two of them were actually lying on the bed chatting.

"Wen Han, when will you fall for me?" Flower Speaker asked softly.

"Never." Wen Han looked at the black roof and answered coldly.

"Don't you understand? Only I can protect you now. " Flower Speaker reminded him.

"So what? I don't care about dying. " Wen Han said coldly while still looking at the black profound stone.

Ever since he was sent back to the palace after being attacked by all four masters, Wen Han did not hope that he could still live.

He knew Lingxian as well as he knew himself.

The King who held the power of life and death would definitely not allow anyone to threaten the existence of the Ling family.

"You can't use such a cold tone to talk about death!" Flower Speaker suddenly sat up in anger, staring at his pale face, "You don't care about your own life? "Wen Han, in vain, I risked my life for you, and in vain, I put my life on the line for you, you heartless and unloyal person!"

Wen Han wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything. He pursed his lips and closed his eyes sadly.

His life was never important …

The empress dowager had instilled power and mountains in him since he was a child.

He didn't know how to love. He didn't know that he was loved. In his life, there was nothing to hold him back.

Even the Empress Mother, his birth mother, could not give him any warmth.

Except for Ling Tianqing, who had accompanied him for more than thirty months.

It was the best moment he had ever had.

She warmed his hand, warmed his heart, smiled at him … Never expected more, never asked for more...

In this cold underground prison, Wen Han relied on those memories to feel that he was still alive.

"Wen Han, you're not allowed to close your eyes. Look at me." Flower Speaker became even angrier as he sat down on the cold waist and ordered.

Wen Han didn't pay any attention to him. He kept his eyes closed, unwilling to see the reality in front of him.

If only he had not given up at that time, if only he had listened to Ling Qing's advice and lived in the forest …

He only knew of mountains and rivers, but he did not know of anything more important than mountains and rivers.

"Wen Han, if you don't open your eyes, then I will use the Dew of Joy!" As for Flower Speaker, she sat on Wen Han's body. Seeing him tightly shut his eyes, she was unwilling to let him go and wanted him to open his eyes.

Because a person as cold as Wen Han closed his eyes, as if he was dead.

Flower Speaker was scared, afraid of dying of cold.

When Wen Han heard the two words "Pleasure Dew", he finally opened his eyes.

That damnable Green Shadow really did send the Glow of Joy, but Flower Speaker didn't seem to have any use for it. He put it on the bedside to scare him.

Wen Han stared fixedly at Flower Speaker. The whites of his eyes were slightly blue, making him appear exceptionally cold.

"Wen Han, your life is mine now, understand?" Flower Speaker saw him staring at her, her tone softened.

"How laughable." Wen Han only uttered two words after a long while.

"Wen Han, you can't laugh about this." Flower Speaker bent over, her long black hair falling down. He looked into her cold eyes up close, "As long as you love me, we can leave."

"How laughable." Wen Han stared fixedly at Flower Speaker's pair of watery eyes, as he repeated the words.

"Do you want to be imprisoned here for the rest of your life?" Flower Speaker's long eyelashes fluttered, her enchanting face was tinged with temptation, "You don't like the sun? Don't like the fresh air? Don't want to be with your mother? Don't want to... See Ling Tian Qing? "

Wen Han suddenly turned around. Compared to Flower Speaker, he couldn't withstand a single blow with his current strength. Therefore, he struggled forcefully and refused to speak to him.

"Wen Han, Ling Xinqiao promised me that if you are willing to come with me, the three dukes will still be ours." Flower Speaker drew close to him, her lips almost touching his cold ear as she spoke softly.

Wen Han's eyes finally showed a trace of change, but then he became suspicious.

Why would Ling Xuanxuan make such a decision? It felt unreal.

"Really, believe me." Flower Speaker also felt that this kind of thing was ridiculous and unbelievable, but she still wanted Wen Han to trust her.

Of course, Ling Xiang's consideration had always been thorough, but Flower Speaker still couldn't voice out the king's true thoughts. He only wanted to completely melt this ice mountain into spring water and then take it for himself.

"How can you tell if I love you if I put on a show?" Wen Han finally asked in a cold voice.

"Acting?" Flower Speaker suddenly laughed, even if it was a play or an illusion, he just wanted to be liked by Ice Mountain, "It doesn't matter if it's a play or not, I just want to see you being gentle with me."

Wen Han looked at his vixen-like face and his thin lips moved. Finally, he said, "Why do you have to suffer this?"

Flower Speaker's heart suddenly bloomed. Wen Han finally said something he was concerned about … Why do you have to go through so much trouble …

How did this iceberg know, love a person for over ten years of love feelings?

On Earth, the dozen or so years of the dynasty was equivalent to the long lives of an adult …

"What I like is bitter and sweet, while what I don't love is sweet and bitter." Flower Speaker Rose's rosy lips slowly approached his cold lips as she spoke gently.

Wen Han pursed his lips, allowing him to kiss his affectionately.

He suddenly thought of Little Qing'er …

The afternoon sun was so bright on the young girl who was sleeping soundly in the forest. Her sleeping appearance was delicate and innocent. The tree shadow fell on her body and dropped a mottled kiss. It was like a painting engraved in her heart. It could not be erased no matter how hard she tried …

"Wen Han, you can't think of anyone else." Flower Speaker suddenly said.

"I don't like intimacy." Wen Han said indifferently.

"I have to get used to it. It's just kissing." Flower Speaker laughed and suddenly said, "In the future, you will have to live by yourself, accompany each other until you're old and warm. Didn't you learn some pure Yang techniques? You can't be a boy until you die, can you?"

"You …" Wen Han was slightly angered and he turned his face away in frustration.

"Moreover, the Yin energy in your body is slowly dissipating, and you will gradually have physical needs. In the future, you will have a dream, and you will want to release it. This is not shameful." Seeing his depressed expression, Flower Speaker couldn't help but laugh.

"Shut up." Wen Han bellowed impatiently.

Flower Speaker's smile became even more charming. This ice mountain still didn't admit that she was a chick. Just looking at her pure and uninterested face, she had an urge to tease him to the point that he couldn't stop …

However, it was not the time yet. Flower Speaker didn't like to enjoy the food. He hoped that one day, Wen Han would fall in love with him, just like he did with Ling Tian Qing.

The sound of footsteps came from outside. Flower Speaker got up from Wen Han's body and got off the bed.

At the very least, Flower Speaker could tell that the usually calm and composed king was in a gloomy mood today.

Ah … I was in a bad mood yesterday too...

All in all, ever since he came up with that rotten idea, Ling Xiang had never been in a good mood again.

Thinking of this, Flower Speaker snickered.

He should have experienced the pain of love now, having him bully his own family, right?

"You, come with This King." Ling Zui said coldly as he stood by the door.

Flower Speaker looked flirtatiously at the ice-cold face and touched it. "I'll be back soon. Don't miss me …"

Thinking about it, it would be best if he never came back!

Resisting the urge to curse him, Wen Han remained silent.

"Yesterday, you said to Ben Wang that if Ben Wang no longer wants to be Xun Qing, you can let him disguise himself as Xun Qing and gradually fade out of her world." Ling Xuanxin sat in the other room, staring at Flower Speaker as she spoke.

"Yes. It's just that the Empress isn't willing to see the king. If we don't use the identity of someone else, how can we get close …"

Ling Jin was very troubled, which made Flower Speaker happy.

"The Empress has recently become suspicious of This King. This King cannot use this identity anymore." Ling Lingzhi discovered yesterday that Little Four and Little Five had been secretly monitoring him. It was all thanks to the fact that her grandfather was able to help her cover him …

But today, he was sure that Ling Qing was suspicious of him.

It must have been Ling Tian Qing's orders, otherwise, they would not have been watching so closely from the bottom of the stairs in the middle of the night.

This was because around the third fragment of the night, if he was the king, he would return to the capital to prepare for the Imperial Court …

"Why does the king make her suspicious now?" Flower Speaker had not expected the silly, simple little queen to discover the horse's feet.