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Wen Han stretched out his hand and moved behind her, steadily supporting her and preventing her injured buttocks from kissing the jade board.

He gently pulled her along, and after helping her steady herself, he immediately released her and stood by the bed with a cold and expressionless face.

After Ling Tianqing regained her balance and saw the man in white robes and black hair, she shouted at the top of her lungs, attempting to increase the distance between them.

He really looked like a ghost!

A white robe, black hair hanging loose, swaying back and forth, feet touching the ground, if not a ghost then what?

Wen Han looked at her comically as she walked around the table three times before stopping. With his appearance, no one would dare call him a "ghost", right?

The four marquis of the capital were all handsome and elegant, each of them were extremely rare, how could they be related to bullshit …

"Don't come over, I …" "I …" Ling Tian was anxious and afraid. He stretched his hand out to grab the purple jade teapot on the table and threw it at that cold and white face that was as cold as snow.

Wen Han didn't move to avoid the tea. He slowly stretched out his hand and firmly caught the teapot. He poured a little tea on the teapot, but it didn't touch his clothes at all.

Ling Tianqing was flabbergasted when he saw this. This was much more powerful than the kung fu she had seen on television …

"Master!" Her little head was spinning so fast that Ling Tian could think of a lot of things in that instant.

Secondly, if he wasn't a ghost, he would definitely be a rich and luxurious young master. After listening to the discussion of the palace maids who brought him here today, the one she served today was some sort of marquis …

Ling Xue left. There was no one here with the power to protect her. No matter what, shouldn't they find some 'trusted aides' or 'backers'? Especially the rich and powerful!

Third, she had no relatives in this place, and seeing that there were experts everywhere, anyone could crush her. If she found someone to become her disciple, she would be invincible in this world, and no one would dare to bully her!

Even that old Emperor would have to circle around her when he saw her!

Fourth...

Fifth...

Ling Tian Qing was the most intelligent one, and immediately thought of many reasons to kneel on the ground with a 'putong'. He was extremely sincere and wanted to become Ling Tian's disciple.

She didn't care if the other person was willing or not, she opened her mouth and said, "Master, please accept this disciple's respect …"

She wanted to bow down to him, but she couldn't. It was as if a acupoint had been pressed onto her, rendering her unable to move.

"Miss Xiaoxiao, you seemed to have said something just now. Can you say it again?" Wen Han used his inner force to block her kowtow and asked indifferently.

Su Xiaoxiao was indeed very ill. She actually wanted to acknowledge him as her master … However, those two lines that she had casually recited just now were something she had never heard, nor seen before. It was absolutely stunning. How could it come out from the mouth of a crazy little girl?

Su Xiaoxiao, is she crazy or just an idiot?

"Master, which two sentences?" Ling Tian Qing was so scared that he forgot everything else, and was only thinking of how to get closer.

"Those words of the Spring Breeze Moon." Her voice was as cold as ice and snow.

"Master, you admit that I'm your disciple?" Ling Tian Qing's eyes flashed as he asked smilingly.

Wen Han was slightly startled. He didn't think that Su Xiaoxiao would suddenly have such intelligence. Just now, she had called his master, so he didn't deny it.

At this moment, Su Xiaoxiao didn't look like an idiot at all.

Not only was he not a fool, he was also brilliant and brilliant.

Wen Han pursed his lips and placed the teapot on the table. He said indifferently, "Miss Xiaoxiao, if you and I were to call each other master and disciple, wouldn't that be a disgrace to our seniority?"

Or was he an idiot? He had actually forgotten that he and Su Qi Huan were martial brothers, and that they were master Kong Ming's disciples.

Hearing his words, Ling Tian Qing then remembered what Ling Xue had told her the other day: The royal family's marquis and the son of the minister, because the late emperor had hoped that they could be like a family. They all studied martial arts in the disciple institution and grew up together, just like brothers, in case they were separated in the future.

Ling Xue and Flower Speaker, as well as Zi Yuan Qingyu and Master Yuan Qingfeng, were all famous Grandmasters at that time.

Ling Tianqing's eyes lit up. How could she have forgotten that this was Wen Hou's house? This person should be Wen Han, right?

The cold expression on his face didn't make him smile. It was as though he was someone who had been plastered with snow. If it wasn't Wen Han, then who else could it be?

Ling Tian Qing smacked his head in frustration. If he was Wen Han, the people here would not have accepted her as a disciple, as they seemed to value seniority.

However, she immediately opened her mouth and shouted, "Big brother!"

This sudden turn of events was fast enough to cause a trace of complicated emotions to flash across Wen Han's calm face.

"For the sake of my brother and your fellow apprentices …"

It seemed that he would not accept him as a disciple. Ling Tian Qing immediately stood up, smiling as she tugged at her large and troublesome sleeves. "Brother Wen, let me go."

The warm, cold eyes of Mo Yu's suddenly turned cold.

"Miss Xiaoxiao, have you ever thought about what the king would do if you left? Qi Huan and your mother are still in prison."

He was indeed still a fool. Wen Han heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, but it was unknown if he was disappointed or not. "In the future, you absolutely cannot say such words again. If they reach the ears of the king, both you and I will be punished."

After he finished speaking, he waved his sleeve and left, bringing with him a gust of cold wind.

"Miss Xiaoxiao should rest early. Be cautious and don't say anything strange." Walking to the door, the snow-white figure paused for a moment before issuing another instruction.

Ling Tianqing watched as the white figure disappeared into the distance. He could not help but clench his fist in depression. Why were the people of this world so afraid of that demon?

If this went on, who would help her escape?

It seemed that she couldn't be too impatient. She had to make a huge escape plan on his own. If he couldn't make it, he could only wait for Ling Xue to come back …

Ling Xue, you have to come back alive!

That night, the gentle cold did not appear again. It was just that the zither outside was leisurely floating in the cold air. It seemed like the person playing the zither was talking about his lack of ambition. At the same time, it also seemed like he was talking to the moon about his loneliness.

Lonely... It was truly lonely …

Ling Tian didn't even have the chance to worry about his chastity. That person seemed to be a banned sex maniac, and just by looking at his face one could tell that he wasn't a woman.

Thus, she slept peacefully.

On the morning of the second day, Ling Tian was dragged up by a palace maid while he was sleeping soundly. He helped her to arrange her appearance before sending her to the palanquin and back to the palace.

Ling Qing had a good night's sleep amidst the zither music, because he dreamt of his parents, grandparents, teachers and classmates …

Standing in the courtyard of the Palace, Ling Tianqing pulled on her tedious clothes in annoyance. She had been imprisoned here, sent out at night, and taken back in the daytime. She had no freedom at all!

"If I'm not free, I'd rather die!" Although the wound on his butt was still painful, it did not stop Ling Qing from jumping around in a fit of rage.

She waved her sleeves and talked to the tree with the green flowers for a long time.

Because of this, the four people from the Palace all thought that she had started to get into trouble again, and none of them dared to get too close to her.

It was said that the youngest daughter of the General's Estate would sometimes fall ill if her head wasn't clear. She would take a kitchen knife and chase after and kill people everywhere. The males would end up like the males or females …

Ling Tian Qing then treated the tree as a hollow in the tree, mumbling some incomprehensible words, before sighing. He stretched out his hand to pull out the jade hairpins and golden feet, causing her neck to ache from the pressure.

She faced this tree, also known as' Tianqing ', and harbored complicated feelings of' hate to see you too late ',' being both the downfall of the world 'and' redeemer '. She used it as a hole in the tree to vent her feelings.

"Ai, if you are truly intelligent, then give me a hint. Even if you are a monster, I will still treat you as a god and give you a temple when you return home …" "My family has a lot of money. My scholarships all buy incense for you …"

Ling Tian Qing talked for a long time before he finally got tired of it. Holding the beautiful jade hairpin, he slowly turned around and walked inside the house.

The maidservants and attendants carefully watched her dejected expression. They were afraid that she would suddenly go crazy and use her golden steps as a weapon to stab them.

"I don't like it here... "So dark, so desolate, so lonely, so lonely …" Standing on the smooth jade board, Ling Tianqing looked at the spacious room and muttered to herself.

"Mistress, please take a break." Mei Xin quickly took the sharp hairpin from her hand and placed it in the makeup box as she spoke.

"Rest for what?!" Life lies in exercise! " Ling Tian let out a breath as he looked at the yellow curtain, then suddenly took off his complicated outer robe, "Come, let's change this place! "It's obvious that the feng shui is not good. It's too unscientific to be exposed to light. Why is it that such a tall building with its north and south borders is gloomy and gloomy every day?"

If the Feng Shui is not good, it will affect her fate!

This was what Master Feng Shui, Zhang Yangming, had told her.

One, two, three, three. Books, six, seven, eight. Nine, nobles, ten recuperate!

Before she had transmigrated, she had thought that she had filled ten of them.

She was known for her young age and her future was limitless. Ever since she was young, she had always been a person with morals, ideas, and love to read books.

Although she was an atheist and didn't believe in ghosts and gods, she respected ghosts and gods. The friends around her were all geniuses, and they were also definitely first-rate nobles. Furthermore, she had been living a good life ever since she was young …

However, after his teleportation, Ling Qing lost her name and her friends. The only thing that could be changed was Feng Shui …

She didn't care about it anymore. Since she had come, she might as well stay here and have a good time!

In the royal study, a young man was reading a book while standing beside a desk. He was tall and handsome with a slight smile on his lips, making people feel like spring breeze, yet their hearts were unknowingly chilled. Because under that smile, there was an inexplicable deterrence.

"Oh, you're saying that the girl has been tormenting the Palace this morning?" It was a light and gentle voice, rich and magnetic, quite pleasing to the ear.

"Yes." The red tassel reported everything that she did every hour after she returned to the palace.

At a quarter to ten, she ate a cage of crystal shrimp dumplings and three taels of beef, with the rest of the dishes untouched.

At a few minutes past midnight, the imperial physician came to inspect the situation. After taking some medicine, he strolled through the palace walls and talked to a tree for an hour.

Suddenly, she took off her outer robe, put on her robe, and revealed her arms and legs. She didn't look like a noble lady at all. She summoned her four servants and pulled down the curtains of the Palace, making the dust fly inside …