His response this time was too terrible, and he was unable to control the situation.
On the contrary, everything was firmly under Ling Tian's control, including his heart.
"As expected, because I looked like your first love, Brother Xun wanted me so much?" Ling Tian Qing asked with a smile.
F * ck his first love!
If you take off your makeup after first love, it wouldn't be called first love, it would be called a goddess of secret love!
"No …" "It's not …" Ling Chen heard the noise outside and was afraid that there would be a second person who would barge in and see Ling Qing's real face. He gritted his teeth and said, "Since you want to get married, why don't you find me? We should get to know each other better."
"But Brother Xun said that you have someone you love, a gentleman does not seize the beauty of others …" Of course, Ling Tian Qing couldn't really marry. If Xun Qing was just an innocent young master from a wealthy family, wouldn't she have let the other nine clans be plundered by him?
"My father would always ask me to marry a few more wives to pass on the incense …" Ling Lingcun was persistent, today he wanted to see if Ling Tian Qing would dare to marry him.
If she nodded, he wouldn't care. Let her see who had ripped her head off the night of the wedding!
"Even so, I like handsome men. Brother Xun, you don't have much of an attraction to me. It's better if we are friends." Ling Qing's words broke the heart of the ugly man.
Would it be good to discriminate against their naked appearance?
Can't you get a wife if you're ugly?
"Wouldn't it be more of a risk to ask the matchmaker for a marriage?" Looking at the little fox's face, Ling Xi wanted to kick her to bed first.
It doesn't matter who you are looking for today, nor does it matter if you become a concubine.
Why can't I bear him?
He had been abandoned twice by her as the rightful owner.
Now that he was disguised as Xun Qing, he was once again disliked by her!
Is there no justice?
Just how much more miserable was he in order to make Yue Lao happy?
"Brother Xun, you think that with my wealth, I shouldn't be looking for someone who's too poor, right?" Seeing Xun Qing staring blankly at half of her face, Ling Tian asked with a smile.
"..." "I'm not bad either …" Only after being stuck for a long time did Ling Jin finally spit out those words.
"Brother Xun's figure is not bad, but his appearance is not what I like." Ling Tian Qing mercilessly smacked his stiff face as he said, "Moreover, I want to find someone with some power in the Royal City."
What she said was so realistic that it made Ling Jingmei want to pull off her mask and let her see the person with the greatest authority in the capital!
"I have long respected the reputation of Hua Hou, one of the four marquis in the Royal City." Ling Tian Qing continued smiling, "If you want to marry, you have to at least marry such a great figure. You must not have your life as a waste."
If Flower Speaker knew that the little queen had taken such a vicious move, she would definitely regret not helping her at home!
The little demoness was no longer the same as before. Sure enough, once she attacked, she was completely shameless. It made him feel inferior and want to kneel down and beg for forgiveness.
Ling Zui's face had turned black to the point of turning purple.
He sat motionless in his chair, as if petrified.
Such a "long time ago", such a romantic figure, such a big show!
Good, good, good!
Ling Xuanxuan forcefully suppressed her anger as her thoughts spun. She knew that Flower Speaker recognized that she was the queen, and suddenly mentioning the marquis was definitely not because he wanted to marry her.
As for Hua Hou, he had disappeared for a long time, so when she mentioned Flower Speaker, could it be that she wanted to … A test for the news of Wen Han?
"Brother Xun, life is not as it seems. Don't be sad." Seeing that Xun Qing seemed to have been struck by lightning and had not moved for a long time, Ling Tian could not help but comfort him, "Besides, love is too fragile, it cannot last forever. Friendship is tenacious, it can last forever."
He couldn't go with her even if he was a bachelor dog!
Someone will kill all nine of them.
Ling Xuanxin gently withdrew her finger, completely unable to hear what she was saying after that.
His mind was filled with the matter of Ling Tian being married to Flower Speaker...
"Brother Xun, I am not someone you can marry. Go back and wash up. Tomorrow, I will have the embroidery workshop speed up and chase out your embroidery. You can go back and find your lover and marry her."
After Ling Tian Qing consoled him for a long time, he saw Xun Qing still tightly clenching his fists and sitting motionlessly on the chair. He thought that Xun Qing was hurt and sighed before walking to the door and calling out, "Xiao Xun, bring the guest back to his room."
She was a deity that most people couldn't marry …
As long as Ling Zui met one day, she would not be able to escape from him.
Flower Speaker covered her face and knelt on the ground, her face full of grievance.
He was not sure what had happened, but the moment he returned, the atmosphere was very strange.
He then smashed the human skin mask onto his face.
The blow was heavy, and Flower Speaker didn't dare to dodge. That human skin mask was like a hammer, and it almost broke his face.
"Your Majesty …" Flower Speaker's forehead was smashed, and blood dripped down. He didn't stop bleeding and instead asked bitterly with a swollen face, "You …" Are you alright? "
Ling Xuanxin walked around the room with a gloomy face. He didn't say anything, but had his hands behind his back.
With every step he took, Flower Speaker felt his heart being stepped on.
The king is very angry!
The king rarely gets so angry!
Flower Speaker had a better understanding of Ling Zui's personality. When he encounters something angry, he will become especially calm. On the outside, he doesn't seem to be angry at all, but he can even smile.
After the incident, other people's lives would be slowly taken care of.
But now, the king's face remained impassive, his eyes full of hostility. Occasionally, he would look at him with a gaze as sharp as a knife, ruthlessly scraping away at his flesh.
Flower Speaker Feeling... The Little Demoness must have said something.
However, he could not have guessed that the little witch would say something about him …
He was wrongly accused.
It was just that in the past, she had angered the little demoness and it wasn't too late for her to take revenge on him. But now, she had come to take revenge on him …
"Your Majesty, is it …" The Queen insists on... "Ugh …"
He did not dare to say the word 'remarriage', and the Flower Speaker did not want to add fuel to the fire. He chose that word for a very long time, then continued, "The Empress still needs to find a matchmaker?"
Ling Xingran only shot him a cold glance before continuing to walk around the room with his hands behind his back.
Flower Speaker's heart turned cold when he saw this. He could only silently curse the little demoness in his heart for being hard to deal with.
"Your Majesty... Tomorrow, you must hold on. You absolutely cannot let the Empress succeed. " Flower Speaker had already treated Ling Tian Qing as an enemy, but he could not figure out what Ling Tian Qing was thinking.
"Esteemed Empress definitely won't pick a good husband that quickly …" When Flower Speaker said the word 'husband', he was glared at again by Ling Xuanxin.
He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and smiled obsequiously. "Delay it for a while. This official will definitely find out what the Empress wants."
"Empress, you've already chosen your husband's house."
Finally, Ling Xuexin spoke up.
Her slightly gloomy voice caused Flower Speaker's heart to tighten.
"What?" The Empress has already made her choice? Did she have a grudge against anyone? "She actually dares …" Flower Speaker hadn't finished speaking when he saw Ling Zui staring at him darkly. He immediately swallowed the second half of his sentence.
Could it be …
Could it be …
In this world, even if the little demoness were to break the rules with her fingers, she would still be able to count them …
As Flower Speaker thought of this, and then looked at Ling Xinyi's murderous gaze, her heart chilled by half.
"Empress …" She … She … "Who does she like?" Flower Speaker almost cried. They don't have that much of a grudge, right?
Was there a need to kill him?
"What do you think?" Ling Lingcun retorted with an unfriendly tone.
Flower Speaker touched the blood on her face. No wonder Ling Zui smashed his face the moment she entered the door!
"This subject... "How dare he make wild guesses …" Flower Speaker felt that the next time, his descendant would bleed from his roots. He quickly laid on the ground and whimpered, "This subject is loyal to the king. Heaven and earth can be seen for me. If someone wants to bring disaster to this official, I ask the king to take charge on my behalf!"
Who would have thought!
I really didn't expect this!
When Flower Speaker heard Ling Tian say "remarry", she was still laughing so hard that she couldn't stand up straight. She never thought that the person she would marry would be him!
Just how much of a grudge was this!?
Back then, he was in the wrong and thought of this little demoness as Su Xiaoxiao, which was why he used such underhanded methods to bully her. Ever since Ling Qing became the Queen Mother, he didn't have the chance to confront her head on!
Could it be... The little demoness also treated him as a love rival?
So he was determined to kill him?
Flower Speaker really cried. Her face was covered in blood and tears as she looked extremely miserable.
He still wanted to live with Wen Han for the rest of his life. How could he die at the hands of this little demoness …
"Oh? Who dares to blame you?" It was unknown when the fat old man appeared by Jiang Lin's window. Holding his wine jug, he asked.
Before he could finish his words, Flower Speaker had already hugged his thigh.
"Eldest Master!"
Hurry up and save him from the sea of suffering, he will be played to death by the young queen!
"Tsk! Tsk! Tsk! Don't rub blood on me! This is a high-quality robe given to me by Little Qing Er!" The fat old man kicked Flower Speaker away with a look of disdain, then sat on the bed and continued drinking.
Seeing the fat old man, Ling Xiang's face relaxed a little as he walked to the bedside and asked, "Great Master, have you found out anything about the business between the Empress and Bei Mang?"
"Your wife is too shrewd. There are layers of one-way connections, and under the business line, she hides the business line. If she loses one person, then all the clues would be broken." The fat old man glanced at Ling Chen and said mockingly, "Congratulations on finding a woman who looks more and more like you."
Upon hearing these words, Ling Lingcun's face turned dark again.
He thought back to when they were playing chess, he had always wanted to follow Ling Qing Qing's way of thinking and control her heart.
But she didn't expect that she would record down his response pattern and learn from his experience …
She didn't see him as a god, but he was used to seeing himself as everyone's god.
He thought that he could control everything, but he was defeated by an imitation.
"Eldest Master, tomorrow you must stop the Empress from recruiting!" Flower Speaker felt that this matter was a matter of life and death. She went over with a face full of blood, begging for mercy.
"Don't dirty my clothes!" The fat old man moved to the bed and sighed. He looked at Ling Chen's sullen face and said, "She forced you to appear on your own accord. I'm afraid she wants to …"
"What are you thinking about?" Ling Xuanxin asked nervously.
He definitely did not want to return to the palace!
Flower Speaker saw that her master wanted to speak but hesitated. She thought about what Ling Qing had done recently and suddenly said, "I want to know … "The king's heart?"
"She's trying to test your heart, but I'm worried that she has other motives." The fat old man had lived for so many years and had a lot of experience in life. He had seen through all the emotions in the world and could not understand Ling Tian's true thoughts.