C4

Ling Tian Qing roughly knew the situation he was in from the two girls who talked so shamelessly.

She was now the youngest daughter of the General's Manor. Because the House of the General had betrayed the country and buried the 160,000 strong army alive, Tyrant had gotten furious and left three members of the General's Estate in the bloodbath. She was one of them.

It was said that they were waiting for General Su's return, so they left the three people he loved the most, and luckily Ling Tian Qing was one of them.

However, the living would not be happier than the dead.

Especially the person Su Qinghai cared about the most, Ling Lingzhi would not easily let him go.

In the majestic and magnificent palace, a group of officials were gathered.

The man on the dragon throne seemed a bit tired. He lazily propped his chin on his hands and looked at his subjects before slowly opening his mouth. "Some people have some complaints about the Bloody Butcher General's manor, Xue Hou, am I right?"

The black, glass-like eyes swept the area slightly before resting on the young duke standing in the first row on the left.

"Your Majesty, this subject believes that the wrongdoers have their own masters. The innocent members of the General's Estate should not have lost their lives under the sin of Su Qinghai." The long-haired young duke didn't conceal his thoughts at all as he spoke bluntly.

All the officials' expressions changed slightly when they heard the young duke's words.

This time, Long Yan was going to be furious.

"Oh." The handsome man on the dragon throne narrowed his eyes slightly and laughed unexpectedly. His smile was as warm as the April sun, but it still carried the aura of a reclusive king. "Xue Hou is indeed kind and compassionate. I wonder what it would be like if I sent you to the northern border to fight the enemy."

"Retreat for a thousand kilometers!" The young duke raised his head and looked at the man of similar age on the dragon throne. His gaze was resolute as he spoke word by word.

"Good!" "Alright!" Ling Jin stood up and clapped his hands as he smiled. His handsome face became even more dazzling compared to his bright yellow dragon robe.

Just that, His Highness' officials all knew that they couldn't be bewitched by such a beautiful smile. They seemed like young kings with fearsome and ruthless methods, and they had no choice but to submit to him.

"Xue Hou, listen up." Ling Zhi asked in a clear voice, as his smile suddenly stopped.

"This official is here." The young duke took a step forward and lifted his robe, half-kneeling on the ground.

"Lead a hundred thousand soldiers, and serve as marshal in three days' time." Slowly walking down the hall, Ling Jin locked his dark gaze onto the young duke, thinking about something. "If you can retreat thousands of miles from the enemy and receive any rewards, this king will satisfy you."

Su Qinghai had gone through hundreds of battles. He was at the northern border, and was the general of the army that the late emperor had sealed. He led two hundred thousand soldiers to the western camp and only brought back twenty thousand troops.

Although the young duke was cultured, humble, and talented, he was used to food and clothing, so how could he bear the pain of war?

Furthermore, with a huge army of one hundred thousand accompanying them, the people from the north were all as strong as wolves. It would be difficult for them to win!

The young duke was going to suffer quite a bit this time. He didn't know if he would be able to keep his life …

It was indeed impossible to talk about the actions of the king behind his back. It was because of the matter of the Bloody Butcher General's manor that Xue Hou had spoken a few words, opposing the dragon's scale. Now … Now, he was probably going to die in battle in another village.

"This subject accepts the decree." The young duke had a faint smile on his face as he accepted the decree.

"That's right, send that little girl from the General's Estate to Xue Hou's home tonight." Ling Jingran to stand in front of the young duke and look at him, a hint of a smile appearing in his eyes. "Xue Hou, enjoy yourself well. Don't disappoint this duke."

"This subject... "Thank you, my lord." The young duke started slightly, then lowered his head, an unfathomable look flashing through his clear eyes.

Ling Qing and a few palace maids were sitting cross-legged on the ground, drawing something.

"Miss, the Tian Xiang Palace is the northernmost region. That place is also a forbidden area …" the chubby Mai Xin said as she drew a rough map of the palace.

"Shh, don't mention that name. Be careful of your head." The bookkeeper on the right had the name of Hua Gai. Among the few guards, he was the only one who looked slightly older and more mature.

"Fragrant Sky Palace?" It sounds very dusty. " Ling Tian opened his mouth and asked, "Is this the empress's place?"

"Miss, don't say it so loudly!" The other small palace maid, called Xiuju, waved her small hands in shock.

"The new Emperor has ascended to the throne, but he has not been conferred the title of Queen." Messin, like her name, was heartless.

Sigh, now that I think about it, why did they suddenly get into a fight with this "daughter of a sinful official" in just a short period of time?

The palace maid had clearly ordered that if she didn't want to be punished again, she would do things with caution …

They don't know that in modern society, there is a noun called affinity.

Right, the master they were serving this time was different from the others.

Although this master's identity was that of a general's daughter, and his entire family had been killed by the king, he was still laughing heartless as he sat on the ground with them without the slightest hint of sadness.

It was rumored that the general's youngest daughter was a fool, and she seemed to be in high spirits … It was indeed a little abnormal.

At dusk, outside the desolate palace, an old palace maid hastily entered, followed by two older palace maids.

Ling Qing didn't know what had happened. She had been bathed in incense, and then a group of palace maids arranged her hair into a beautiful bun. She had tied it up with her golden feet, smeared with rouge, and lit her peach lips …