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Ling Qing Qing hated this feeling. It was just like when he was a child facing a strict and terrifying teacher, who did not dare to express his opinion loudly. He was constantly hit and scolded. He was in a terrible state without even a hint of democracy to speak of.

Ling Jingjing walked to the west side of the study. The ink had not dried yet and was still emitting a faint fragrance. On the table, there were many words and poems, as well as some strange diagrams.

He reached out his hand and picked up a piece of silk paper with a drawing on it. He said to an old man who was in his 50s or 60s, "How is it?"

Upon hearing Ling Xuanxuan's question, he immediately said respectfully, "Your Majesty, from the looks of it, Su Xiaoxiao is indeed only the one with the highest fortune. She is not the one with the last name in the rumors. But... From the words that she wrote, it seems like she had the body of a phoenix. And the layout of the Palace has also changed.

The Heavenly Dynasty had always revered the Taoism and Buddha, and paid attention to the Yin, Yang and Five Elements. They believed deeply in the path of longevity.

This old man was the Daoist leader of the Royal Taoist temple. His divination, fortune telling, refining pills, understanding of the heavens, and raising the heavens.

"My lord, if this humble subject can take a good look at her appearance, perhaps I might be able to learn a thing or two." The old man continued.

"Let's go." Ling Xingran spat out a single word, but it was still filled with the paper on the table.

"Yes." The old man bowed and left the hall.

Ling Tian's knees turned ice-cold as he knelt, feeling vexed that he had not put on any more clothes.

There was a row of guards waiting outside the palace. Their silent and imposing auras made Ling Tian Qing feel even more uncomfortable.

Being received by a foreign president didn't put that much pressure on him.

"Su Jushi, this humble one greets you." The old man was Master Qing Xu, the leader of the Taoist temple under the orders of the royal family. He had been a diviner and priest of the royal family for three generations.

Ling Tian Qing did not react in time to realize that he was talking to her. When she saw a thin hand reaching out for her, she raised her head and looked at the old man dressed as a Taoist.

When Qing Xu saw her suddenly raise her head, Qing Ling's gaze curiously sized him up, her heart slightly shivered.

Because she was young, her facial features were innocent and childish.

Compared to the various beauties in the harem, her appearance was at most as handsome and delicate as usual. There wasn't anything special about her.

However, the ratio of the three palaces to five eyes was quite good. Furthermore, that pair of eyes …

His clear and transparent eyes were like the most complex constellations in the night sky, making it impossible for him to see through them.

It was a pair of pure black eyes, with distinct black and white color. If one were to look carefully, they would see a peculiar spirit color within. It was as bright as the stars, and one wouldn't know how many unknown things were contained within.

Grandmaster Qing Xu already understood that this young girl was definitely not a mortal.

Not to mention a fool.

I'm afraid … She was a heaven warping genius, and mortals were blind in their eyes, which was why they called her a fool.

Ling Tian looked at the Daoist Priest, then looked at the inner chamber. Ling Zui was inside and did not come out, which reduced the pressure on her.

Thus, she showed an adorable smile towards this old man with a clear face. Such a strict and strict home tutor, which made Ling Qing very polite to this old man.

When Guru Qing Xu saw her smile, which was as bright as the sunset, his expression immediately became even more respectful and cautious.

"Grand Moon, the later concubine, the Purple Clouds, the chaotic scene …" When Master Qing Xu saw her face, he lightly waved his hand in the air and muttered to himself.

"Uncle, where is the disturbance on Jing Xing?" Yesterday, I also saw Jing Xingming, with more than seven political parties and four constellations. " Ling Tian Qing had to watch the sky every night.

She wanted to use her constellation to determine which planet she was on, and she also wanted to imagine if there was a spaceship coming to pick her up.

"You know about stars?" A trace of surprise appeared in Monk Qing Xu's eyes. He was certain that she wasn't a crazy girl, but more like the rumored witch?

"It's not just the constellations, I almost went up to the moon before." Ling Tian Qing whispered to him.

Qing Xu was even more shocked.

Ling Tian Qing was trapped in the Palace everyday, so he did not know that his name had already spread far and wide. There was a malicious rumor that someone was rumored to be a demon-possessed girl, and that the main culprit of the General's Estate was her …

Rumors were flying everywhere, and even the stern imperial harem was guessing in private. This made Ling Xiang feel exceptionally infuriated.

His words were better than his words. Ling Zui had not given the order to keep quiet, but had asked his personal guard to investigate the source of the rumors.

What he cared more about was what was the purpose of this rumor.

"Su Jushi, can you let this Penniless Priest see your hands?" Qing Xu asked again after calming down.

"Uncle, are you going to tell my fortune?" Ling Tian Qing smiled as he stretched out his hands with his palms facing each other, muttering to himself, "Since I was young, everyone has always called me a lucky man, my fame and fortune is limitless, until I became old and old. Who would have known that such a thing would happen? It's definitely a variable! "

Monk Qing Xu slightly bent over, looking at her palm print and then frowning.

The lines on her palm were clear, and the ravine was plump. She was indeed blessed. But... There was no marriage line.

Is it because it's too small?

"No." Ling Tian Qing shook his head, and pursed his lips as he said softly, "That person did not tell me to get up. He would definitely beat the crap out of me."

In the study room, he flipped through the pages filled with poems and symbols, his face solemn.

He had never seen these lines before. They were neat, ingenious, and brilliant. As for those strange symbols and numbers, they were like secret characters, curving and curving, and even more so, had never been seen before …

In truth, Ling Tian Qing was just writing down some formulas.

Then, he had to figure out how to escape.

Everything had to be measured scientifically before a perfect escape plan could be made.

Ling Qing was extremely knowledgeable in books and his combat ability, but unfortunately, even so, it was useless.

After all, this place didn't worship scientific knowledge at all. All that was left was power and military might, and then any one of them would be able to flatten the brain of a genius like her.

Ling Qing's depression could be imagined. He only had his abilities, but did not have a good platform or any technology to support him!

Ling Xi signaled Mo Yang to carry away all the paper with symbols on it. Then, he turned around and walked to a wall with a picture of the heaven and earth hanging on it. He looked at the strange animals and people on it.

What exactly is this painting?

Why can a fox be as weird as a human?

How can a bear stand up and laugh in his clothes?

Was this a mouse or a monster, with a round bow on its head, looking confident?

Which family's young lady was that? She wore a dress that revealed her shoulders, and her mouth was so big.

Which family's young master was this, with golden hair and dressed in such a strange attire. Riding on a white horse and dashing over?

Ling Tian had drawn a picture of the entire wall in Disney's theme park.

The colors were bright and full of vitality. Even though the things on the wall had never been seen or heard before, there were even some that looked very terrifying, and were not offensive to others.

Was this the sorcery that was spoken of by the Americans in the harem?

A few beauties came to 'visit' Su Xiaoxiao a few days ago. The moment they stepped into the inner room, they were frightened by this huge picture. They screamed and ran out, not daring to take another step inside.

Then, the rumor that there were Spirit Demons and Fox Monsters hidden in the Palace of the Twilight Zone began to spread …

It was indeed very strange, but this fox didn't seem like the fox spirit of the monsters at all. It seemed like …

Ling Jin didn't know the word cartoon. He studied the graffiti on one of the walls. How could that little mushroom grow arms and legs?

Was she really a demoness? Was this the world in her eyes?

Mushrooms can walk, big trees have noses, blonde women, little girls with fish tails... It was completely a demonic dance!

Ling Xuanxin suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. He was a master of nine or five, a true dragon and a son of the heavens, impervious to evil. However, looking at these strange paintings and her incantation symbols, she unconsciously classified Ling Tianqing as a demon.

"My lord." Master Qing Xu quickly walked in and respectfully shouted at Ling Zui.

"Well?" asked Ling, retracting his gaze from the brightly colored but strangely shaped paintings.

"Absolutely extraordinary." Master Qing Xu did not know how to reply, so he could only use these four words to describe him.

"Oh? Is that a god in the sky, or a demon underground? " Ling Jin turned around and asked as he raised his pitch-black eyebrows.

God in the sky, he kept it.

He would exterminate the demons underground.

"This humble subject... "I don't know." Qing Xu bowed and said.

"Even master wouldn't be able to tell?" Ling Zui's voice was gentle, his voice was like gold and jade touching, extremely pleasant to the ears.

"This humble subject is ignorant and is unable to understand the destiny in Su Jushi's eyes." Qing Xu lowered his head and said.

"What a monster." A cold smile appeared in Ling Lingcun's eyes as he said in a cold voice, "Lord, please take note of the Dusk Palace. If there is anything amiss, do not leak it out to this king, inform this king immediately."

"I will remember that." Qing Xu replied respectfully.

Ling Xingran examined the room once more, turned around, and walked out.

Kneeling in front of the door to the tall palace was a small figure, which didn't match with the grandeur of the palace.

Out of the corner of his eyes, Ling Tian Qing saw a bright yellow piece of clothing and immediately held his breath. He anxiously watched as a pair of boots embroidered with a multicolored gold dragon approached him.

She thought to herself, hurry up and get out of here …

However, that pair of boots just so happened to stop right in front of her.

"Rise." Salient thin lips, spit out two words, Lingxiu looked at the poor little figure, said.

"Mistress." Soo Ju, who was closest to her, lowered her voice and signaled Ling Tian Qing to get up.

"Me?" Ling Tian Qing looked up timidly, looking at the oppressive man, not sure if he was talking to her or not.

A trace of unhappiness flashed across Ling Xuanxuan's eyes. Why didn't she have a good memory?

Unexpectedly, in front of him, there was no modesty at all.

Their gazes met in midair, and Ling Tian Qing quickly averted her eyes, realizing that she had addressed him wrongly.