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Before Ling Lingzhi retracted her hand, Ling Qing had already grabbed onto the only cool thing in the room.

The temperature on the back of his hand was too different from her skin.

Ling Tian Qing was unable to move, because it was too painful, he could only wave his hand, relying on his senses, he closed his eyes and leaned on the cool place.

The palace guards behind her, upon seeing her boldly grab onto Ling Xinyi's hand without letting go, started to feel uneasy.

The king stood to his side, his black eyes rippling with light. There was neither displeasure nor joy, and they did not know what to do.

They were all silent.

"Mommy …" Woo … "Mother, take me back …" In the end, she was just a fourteen-year-old girl. When she was sick, she was thinking of the warmth and care of her family.

Something seemed to flash in Ling Xuanxuan's eyes. In this place, the children all called their mothers their mothers, and only a few people would call the wet nurse 'mother' or 'mama' out of habit.

With great difficulty, he stuck it onto Ling Tian Qing's body. Due to the injuries on his body, his movements were abnormally slow.

"How dare you!" What are you guys standing around for? Hurry up and pull her away! "How dare you!" Suddenly, the empress dowager's stern voice sounded out as she berated.

Unexpectedly, the empress dowager had also stepped into the palace. The palace maids panicked and hastily moved to the side on their knees, wanting to pull Ling Qingqing's hand away from them.

They did not dare to touch the dragon's body and carefully pulled Ling Qing's arm.

But how could she pull Ling Tian Qing who was hugging Ling Xi's arm away like this?

With a "chi la" sound, a piece of purple luxurious clothing embroidered with dragon patterns and palace brocade was ripped off by her.

The empress dowager's expression immediately changed. Fortunately, this wasn't the Dragon Robe that the court was wearing, but was used to it. Otherwise, tearing the Dragon Robe would have been the same as slaying the nine great clans.

"Bold Sin …"

"How could the snow ice silk made by the Embroidered Uniform Palace be so easily destroyed?" Just as the empress dowager was about to speak, Ling Xi looked at the purple cloth in Ling Tian Qing's hands and shook his head. "All the palace maids of the Embroidered Uniform Palace will be grounded for one day, and dinner will be served."

When everyone heard this, the King's Robe was torn apart by Ling Tian. He actually blamed himself on sewing this Snowy Ice Silk Clothing into an embroidered clothing palace.

"Wang'er, quickly go back and change your clothes." Her Majesty frowned slightly.

She had walked her way from the harem competition to where she was today. Of course, she knew that Ling Jin had no intentions of getting drunk.

The reason why Ling Xiang had met her in the future was only to make the little girl make enemies everywhere, so that she could live a comfortable life in the Dusk Palace in the future.

With that, the empress dowager turned and walked out of the palace. The Yin energy in the Palace was so dense, she loathed this place the most. If she didn't want to see why Wang'er had come here, she would never take a step into this place.

Late in the evening, women were most afraid of late in the evening.

Ling Xuanxin did not leave, and waved to the palace maid who was pulling Ling Qing out.

He probably did not hear wrongly, Ling Tian Qing had just called him "mother".

Once again, he raised his hand in front of her and gently caressed that sweaty face.

Ling Tianqing's entire face was like a piece of iron that had met a magnet. Her eyes were clouded, and she could not see the person in front of him clearly. She could only feel a cool and comfortable feeling on her face.

"Mom …" Ling Qing only wanted to make herself more comfortable as she shouted randomly. She grabbed Ling Chen's arm, searching for a cool place.

Ling Zhi then sat down on the edge of the bed, which was more convenient for Ling Tian Qing who was unable to move. He squinted his shining black eyes, thinking about something as he allowed her to climb up.

No one dared to make a sound. The palace maids and guards all lowered their heads to avoid him, silently praying for the Bodhisattva to bless him. Little Lord, you must not anger the king.

Ling Tian Qing slowly made his way onto Ling Jing. As she was injured, every time she moved, she was in so much pain that she was sweating profusely.

The snow-white silk robe was already as cold as water, and the temperature of Ling Xuexin's body was much lower than Ling Tian's. Therefore, the little girl desperately leaned on him, hugging his waist and pressing his upper body against his, before sighing in satisfaction.

"Mom …" Ling Qing's small face rubbed against someone as she said coquettishly.

Because of the high fever, her voice was not as sweet as it usually was. It carried a hint of hoarseness, but it made Ling Zui flash a faint smile.

"All of you can leave now." Lowering his eyes to look at the unconscious girl mumbling nonsense in front of him, Ling Xuejian suddenly stretched out his other hand and gently stroked her loose black hair.

The women and men here all had hair that was as long as a waterfall. They were all about 14 or 15 years old, and their hair reached their waists. However, her hair was at most a foot and a half long …

Ling Qing's emotions became much calmer as he started to not speak nonsense. He only let out an indirect snort as he fell into a restless slumber.

Within the palace, everyone left and waited for the emperor's orders.

Ling Tianqing, who was sleeping between the legs of the man, stuck close to the ice-cold snow silk. After being quiet for a while, he suddenly opened her eyes, feeling uneasy.

His pair of black and white eyes were bloodshot and bloodshot. His eyes were slightly red, and there seemed to be some sort of unknown flame flickering within them.

Ling Tianqing felt that it was very hot, and the smell of a man's body filled his nose.

Ling Lingcun looked down at her calmly. This little girl was already like this, how could she still know how to seduce others?

His thoughts were not shallow. Even at a time like this, he still dared to take the initiative and seduce the king.

Was this the action of a fool?

The belt tied around her waist was ripped into knots, causing Ling Tian to break out in a cold sweat. She suddenly raised her head with great effort, looking at Ling Chen's face.

A beautiful face was vaguely imprinted in front of her eyes. She wanted to see it clearly, but no matter what, she could not see it clearly. She could only feel a seemingly gentle but cold gaze land on her.

Ling Xuanxin lowered her head, and looked at her gaze that met his, and lightly pulled the corner of her lips.

Very few people would dare to look him in the eye. Even though she had a fever and was confused, her small eyes looked straight in his eyes, a little confused, a little sad …

"Mommy …" "Take me home …" As he exhaled hot air, Ling Tian Qing suddenly grabbed onto Ling Xi's hair as black as ink and hugged him.

Ling Tianqing tilted her head, looking at Ling Zui's face, she pulled at her robe again and pleaded: "Take me away … "Wuu wuu, bring me home …"

Ling Xuexin's large palm finally brushed against her face. "Do you know that you don't have a home anymore?"

Ling Tian Qing couldn't hear him at all. She looked at Ling Chen with her big eyes, completely unaware that her eyes were filled with innocence, trying to curry favor with him.

Upon seeing such a message in her eyes, Ling Xingran couldn't help but smile widely, all the way until his eyes turned as black as black jade.

Using this kind of gaze to lure him? At such a young age, his methods weren't bad.

However, why would he touch a woman that others had touched?

"Young Marquis …" "Take me with you …" Ling Qing did not know what he was talking about. If she wasn't seriously injured, she would have definitely wagged her tail and rushed up right now.

His body was extremely empty, and his head was burnt to a dazed state. His internal organs were all burnt to a crisp.

This person was not his mother. He had long, supple black hair, a firm chest, and a faint musky smell … He was here, her only savior, Ling Xue.

At first, he wanted to play with her, but when he heard the words' young duke 'from her mouth, he lost all interest. He snorted coldly and raised his hand, throwing Ling Tian Qing who was holding him onto the bed.

Ling Tian Qing was speechless. Even with the embroidered bed, he still felt the pain of fainting.

Ling Xiang brushed his sleeves as he watched the pitiful child who had fainted, and walked outside with large strides.

Not long after, the imperial physician and more than a dozen people rushed to the Dusk Palace from the imperial hospital.

When the king had been in the palace for a long time, he suddenly punished her by embroidering the cloth. He then passed on to the imperial physicians the dozens of people. This caused the beauties of the harem to feel indignant.

This fox spirit was the residence of the Dusk Palace.

The daughter of a criminal thief was sent to another man's tent every night. She was unclean, so how could she be favored by the king?

The king was also baffled. He clearly hated the General's Estate, yet he was treating Su Xiaoxiao with special care, beating her and hurting her … Could it really be love?

Everyone saw this with hatred in their hearts. Regardless of whether the king really loved or hated Su Xiaoxiao, in short, it must be because it was special that he treated her in such a way.

In the imperial harem, one could not be "special".

If it was an unfair situation, the beauty might not say it on the surface, but she had her own little tricks behind her back, just that she did not dare to be too flamboyant about it.