C26

The second night, she and Flower Speaker, her body injury, and was smeared with joy, was almost exhausted from the torment, sleep all night long;

On the third night, a warm and frosty feeling only appeared for a moment before disappearing without a trace. This caused her to fall asleep on her own …

On this fourth night, she was a little afraid.

Because after Lingxue left, no one would come to save her.

Fortunately, Lord Fortune only lecherously looked at her for a while before returning and leaving the room.

Ling Tian then heaved a sigh of relief as he hugged his treasured sword and slept on the bed.

After a few nights, Ling Qing realized that even though she was sent to a different house, she was very safe and no one touched her.

All the officials acted as if they had agreed to it. Not only did they not touch her, they even treated her very courteously.

As for her, the wounds on her body were gradually recovering. According to her ability to accept and learn, she was gradually becoming more familiar with this place. Time slowly flowed by.

One week later, the modification of the palace was completed.

The weeds in the courtyard had all been removed, and the palace had become bright and new. Ling Tian Qing was currently standing beside the desk, holding a big brush and furiously writing with it.

"No …" This won't do, the pen is too small. Come on, give me a thicker one! " Ling Tian wrote two words and immediately threw away his brush as he shook his head.

"Young master, this is the thickest." Hua Jiu said with a bitter expression.

The Dusk Palace had been specially instructed that Ling Qing could do whatever she wanted, but she could not take even a single step out of the palace.

She didn't care about stepping out, because she had already secretly drawn out a detailed map of the imperial garden and the palace in her heart.

Right now, he was just waiting for a chance to escape.

"This is the biggest?" Your dynasty... Am I not known for being big? " Ling Tian wrinkled his little nose. She thought that everything here was too big and thought that there was a lot of it.

"What 'famous for big'?" Soo Ju was grinding her ink, feeling very puzzled.

For the people they grew up in, everything here was normal.

"Bring the mop!" Ling Tianqing knew that she had leaked the information, so she was too lazy to explain. Waving her hand, he said straightforwardly.

"Drag..." "What is it?" She didn't understand.

Not only did Mei Xin not understand, no one here could understand Ling Tian's world.

In their eyes, she was just a … Idiot.

"Stupid, I don't even know what a mop is!" Ling Tian sighed, a world that no one understands is so lonely.

The sky turned green after the rain.

On the several meter long silk cloth, four beautiful ancient seals appeared.

Ling Qing's calligraphy skills received the first prize from the junior division.

The ancient seal was vigorous and upright; it was impossible to tell that it was written by a fourteen-year-old girl.

Ling Qing was very happy as she stretched out her hand to throw the mop to the side before clapping under the stunned gazes of the crowd. In just a week, she had finally managed to transform such a gloomy place into a warm and sunny place.

Especially since she was so busy at night, wanting to visit every house …

"Hold the ladder well, slow down …" Ling Tian Qing raised his head to look at the high door, letting both the canopy and Xun Er hang up the plaque.

She was from the Heaven Fragrant Palace and she was from the Azure Sky Palace.

The rain had passed through the blue sky, how awe-inspiring was that!

One day, she would also leave this place after the rain had washed over her.

A bright yellow figure quietly appeared in the palace … No, it was the entrance of the Azure Sky Palace.

Looking at the lively scene in front of him, the desolate land in the past was getting brighter and brighter under the influence of the little girl.

The four palace maids were busy walking in circles outside the palace gates. Unexpectedly, no one noticed that the Emperor was silently standing at the gates to the courtyard.

Ling Xiangrui finally got to see the mad girl's image of "not abiding by the law" and "absurd" in the people of Hougongmei.

Was this what a girl should look like?

The white tunic had been cut in half, turning into a short-sleeved skirt, revealing the tender white of her arms and legs.

Ling Tian Qing did not wear any jewelry, a piece of cloth tied to the back of his head with a simple ponytail. He raised his head and commanded Hua Gai and Xun Quan to move the palace plaque left and right.

The two maidservants held onto the ladder nervously, no one noticed that someone was approaching from behind.

Because the signboard was too large, even though the both of them had quite a bit of strength, lifting it was still very strenuous. The two maidservants were very worried that they would fall down and smash themselves to death.

Ling Qing was very satisfied with the "dress" that he had modified. The white undergarment had been cut off to make it more complicated. It was cool, and only when walking would one's steps give off wind …

This crazy girl was actually tough.

If he obtained her, his national destiny would flourish, and the rivers and mountains would be eternal and secure.

Ling Xuanxuan was unable to relate this young girl, who was dressed inappropriately and acted crazily, to the Blessed Star of the Nation.

He wanted to protect the last two seedlings of the General's Estate, so he got others to watch Su Xiaoxiao from being tortured to death by those old men. That was why he got people to secretly warn him not to go overboard.

But... There was actually someone who predicted that Su Xiaoxiao's fate would end here.

This kind of rumor was too excessive. Although Ling Zhi had the intention to protect the Su Clan, he did not want to make it so obvious.

He did not want to see any connection between the daughter of a sinner and his own mountains.

The first night he had sent it to Ling Xue, he had clearly told those people that Su Xiaoxiao was to be the future wife of the Crown Prince, the daughter of the Snow Marquis.

Xue Hou was doted upon by the late emperor. Besides Flower Speaker, who would dare to offend him in front of him?

However, rumors spread everywhere. If others knew that Su Xiaoxiao's fate lay behind it, then would this mountain belong to Ling Xue or him?

Therefore, Ling Xuanxin didn't think that this was just someone who wanted to protect Su Xiaoxiao.

There were even people who wanted to borrow a woman to start a fight with the nobles.

He would not allow such a thing to happen.

"Hua Gai, you have to go a bit further to the left …" Ling Tian Qing's neck was aching, and she took two steps back, wanting to stay away from him so that she would not have to look up.

"Mistress, be careful!" Holding onto the ladder, Xiuhua tilted her head and cried out in alarm.

There were steps at the entrance of the palace. Ling Tian Qing had forgotten about it, so he did not stop in time.

Pitiful … Her butt was injured just in time!

Ling Tian Qing was still thinking about her butt in her weightlessness. Just when she thought that she was about to be in trouble again, a pair of hands supported her steadily from behind.

Tsui Tsui and Mei Xin immediately knelt on the ground to greet him, and Wukai and Xun Quan, who were standing on the ladder, paled in fright. They had not expected that the king would suddenly appear in the Palace of Dusk.

Hua Gai and Xun Quan were in a hurry to get down the ladder. The two of them were even carrying a plaque. Under extreme panic and disharmony, they directly flew down the ladder.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Ah!"

The young maidservants' worries had finally occurred.

The four of them were pressed down by a plaque, and not a single sound could be heard.

Even if you fall to your death in front of the king, you can't cry out like a ghost. Hua Gai, Xun Quan and the two palace maids had tears in their eyes as they endured the pain and struggled to crawl out from under the plaque.

"Ah …" "My plaque …" Ling Tian Qing looked on helplessly as her blood and sweat dripped to the ground. How could she remember who was behind her? She quickly rushed over, struggling to lift up the plaque.

It didn't matter if the signboard was broken, but if someone were to smash her to death, the merits she had accumulated would be gone as well …

"Your servant (Your servant) welcomes Your Majesty. Long live the king." Finally, four people slowly crawled out of the cave. However, no one paid any attention to the girl who helped them; they all respectfully kneeled on the ground, not daring to even breathe loudly.

"Are you hurt? "You all are too stupid …" Ling Tian Qing suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Yes, what did they just say?

"Your Highness?!"

Your Majesty...

The Devil Tyrant is here?

At that moment, she did not even dare to look back as countless terrifying scenes flew through her mind.

Her butt was hurting, and she felt like she would be hit by a plank again.

Should I go back and say hello?

No way, no way. She had been frozen for too long, turning back to greet him was very fake.

Why don't we just pretend to faint?

Why did Tyrant not speak? So silent, so terrifying …

Ling Tian Qing thought of several contingency plans before finally turning around and kneeling down …

Kneel down without a sound...

She was kneeling!

He really knelt!

As long as he didn't spank, his knees would hurt, and he would be treated as a spirit tablet.

Ling Lingcun narrowed his eyes and looked at Ling Qing who had stiffened for a moment. He then turned around and knelt down silently, feeling displeased in his heart.

This girl had no memory and didn't even know how to welcome him.

Furthermore, she lowered her head. It was obvious that she was unwilling but also afraid of being punished as she knelt down.

The bright and clean jade board reflected her little white face that could not help but endure despite her unwillingness to accept it.

Ling Jin's gaze turned cold as he moved on to the plaque on the ground.

The sky turned green after the rain.

There were four huge ancient seals written by Wei Jin Gu Feng. It was unknown what she used to write them down.

Originally, there were only four words written on the door: Beauty is at the end of her days.

The Dusk Palace had been changed by her without permission. They really did dare to mess around.

The floor tiles were very cold. In April, he saw people kneeling on the ground, clad in thin clothes. As time passed, the cold air would seep into their knees. It would feel somewhat cold.

Ling Xuimeng had been squinting his eyes the entire time as he looked at the four ancient seals. Such a beautiful and powerful character actually came from the hands of a crazy little girl. This was somewhat inconceivable.

This time, Ling Tian Qing learnt her lesson, kneeling on the ground with her head lowered, not saying a word.

She also knew that she had not yet 'learned' the essence of this culture and that her words would slip, so silence was the best way to protect herself.

Furthermore, Ling Xue had also said that in front of this tyrant, one could not speak any nonsense. It was best not to say a single word, otherwise, it would bring about a disaster.

Finally, a faint dragon's saliva entered her nose. A bright yellow piece of clothing flashed past her as she headed towards the inner hall.

Ling Zui looked at the fruits of this girl's seven days of hard work …

The old yellow curtains were all torn off, and the twelve ancient paintings on the walls were all replaced by strange graffiti. The colors were rather bright, but … I don't understand.

As he continued to sleep, all the layers of curtains and beads had been replaced.

The screen is gone, the bead curtain is off... The entire space was enlarged, and at the same time, his daughter's bed was unobstructed. He could see everything from the bottom of his eyes.

Ling Qing knelt on the floor and secretly turned his head. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Ling Jin bringing two people towards the inner room. He felt slightly relieved.

That man just stood there. Without saying a word, he made people feel as if the air pressure had been lowered all the way down to their chests. It was hard for them to breathe. It was a feeling of lack of oxygen.