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She pondered for a moment. It would be inconvenient for her to commit suicide if she wore so much.

Ling Tian Qing was in the midst of his sorrowful thoughts. Ling Zhi placed his index finger and middle finger against his temple, resting on the soft couch as he spoke again, "Su Xiaoxiao, if this is the case, will a man be interested in you?"

This bastard Tyrant!

Ling Tian Qing's face stiffened, his ugly expression turning even darker.

She gritted her teeth and took a deep breath. She lightly waved her sleeves and stood up on the tip of her feet. She then started dancing like a swan, slowly approaching the tea table.

The men did not have the order to meet up with him, so they all stood to the side motionlessly as if they were pressing on an acupoint.

Ling Xuanxin slightly narrowed her eyes as she looked at the small figure dancing gracefully. What kind of dance was this? It was strange, but it was also very pleasing to look at.

The point is, she can dance while undressing the poetry.

Now that Ling Qing no longer had so many clothes tied around him, his movements were much more relaxed.

She took the leftmost man by the shoulder and jumped out of bed, winking the classical ballet into a passionate Latin.

Unfortunately, there was no music, and the rhythm of the dance was very bad, because she was jumping precisely.

What was required was a strong rhythm and a strong sense of music. It was lively and handsome, and its dancing steps were clean and clean. It made the usually emotionless Ling Chen's expression change slightly.

She did not dance any dance, not any palace dance. Her every move carried a strange sense of beauty, as if... A guest from outer space.

That's right, these four words once again appeared in Ling Jin's mind.

She didn't seem like a person from the imperial court at all. When she was quietly sitting and reading, there was a light of brilliance between her brows and a demonic air in her actions …

And now, the spirit in her eyes, and her lithe figure …

Ling Tian Qing looked at the teapot beside Ling Xi, his heart beating faster.

She didn't want to die at all. If she could escape alive, she would have to thank the heavens and earth. However, if she couldn't escape, she wouldn't hesitate to commit suicide.

Ling Tian Qing turned around gracefully and reached for the teapot. She did not expect it to be so easy to get close to her target. Her face was so happy that she almost forgot that she was holding the jade pot to commit suicide.

"I finally got it. Hmm, hmm, it will be more comfortable if I die …"

Ling Tian Qing was just about to smash the white jade pot that was as thin as a cicada's wing, then use the sharp jade to cut off the big arteries around his neck. He was about to end his tragic life, but the hand that was holding the white jade pot just now was lightly pressed down by a big hand.

The man who was lying on the soft bed stretched out his hand lazily. He was very tall and had long arms. He easily reached out his hand to hold down Ling Qing, who was about to smash the white jade pot.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips. Ling Lingzhi finally spoke, "There's no need to pour tea for this king. The ones you want to please are those men."

Pour tea? Pour your ass in!

If it was possible, Ling Qing really wanted to smash the White Jade Urn in her hands onto Ling Chen's head.

However, even though she couldn't move her hands, she couldn't move them.

Ling Tian Qing was getting anxious as he reached out with his other hand to grab the white jade teacup.

Before she could even touch the teacup with her fingers, a powerful force had brought her along with it. Like a butterfly, she landed gently beside the soft couch.

Ling Tian Qing raised his head, staring at the pair of pitch-black, deep eyes in shock.

The instant their eyes met, instinct and sixth sense told her that she would not be able to die for a while.

"The daughter of a sinful subject, with a filthy body. If you want to please this king, I'm afraid you'll have to be reborn."

With one hand on her palm, the other gently caressed her cheek. Her slender fingers rested on the green cloth covering her chest, and she suddenly flicked her fingers.

Ling Qing did not know why he was so pressed down, but his entire body felt numb and he could not move at all. He could only wrinkle his brows in pain.

This devil!

"If you want me to please you, you have to be reborn!" Under his rage, Ling Tian was furious as he stared into Ling Zui's eyes without fear.

It would have been better if she had provoked him into killing her. Anyway, she didn't want to stay in this lousy place for even a second longer.

He might even be able to teleport back after death!

A hint of terror flashed across the faces of the seven motionless men.

When the guards outside heard the shrieks from the inside, their expressions all changed.

Idiot! Son, you're courting death!

"You …" Ling Chen, who had been calm and collected the entire time, had a hint of anger in his eyes as he reached out and grabbed her chin.

"What's wrong with me? If you hate me so much, you can kill me in one slash. Ling Tian Qing was still unable to move, and felt his palm tingling as his bones were almost crushed. The waves of pain made it difficult for her to speak.

She gritted her teeth as her eyes emitted a green light: "My life is not up to you!" So what if you are a king? "Girl, I want to die, can you stop me?"

After saying that, she opened her mouth wanting to bite the hand holding her chin. Her gaze was that of a enraged wolf cub.

"Die?" If This King doesn't let you die, you dare to die? " Ling Jin smiled in extreme anger.

"Tyrant, you think you can control other people's lives? Ridiculous! Even if you could control the lives of others, you couldn't control the brains of others! Oh, I forgot, you idiot. You don't know what kind of brain it is, do you? " Ling Qing also glared furiously at him as he asked in a mocking tone.

Stupid... Stupid...

A bolt of heavenly lightning struck down. From today onwards, the seven men would most likely be crippled …

They were facing a fool who called the Son of Heaven a fool! Son, it's really …

"Su Xiaoxiao!" It was really an eye-opener for Ling Jin to be alive today.

There was actually someone scolding him from the dining table all the way to the bed!

Long Yan was furious, but his expression did not change much. His expression was just gloomy.

She was saying that she could not understand!

It was fine if she heard these words once or twice, but since they always popped out of her mouth, it made people wonder if she was actually a demon possessing her body.

Otherwise, why would there be so many bizarre nouns?

Furthermore, that rosy little mouth was trying to bite him, causing him to become angry with an indescribable feeling.

It was as if she saw someone exposing their teeth in front of her and laughing without restraint. The way she opened her mouth to bite was also extremely strange.

"My name is not Su Xiaoxiao, I am Ling Tian Qing, Ling Mei Ling, and Tian Qing who has been exposed to the rain!" Ling Tian showed his white teeth, defending his real name before he died.

Another bolt of lightning struck down, causing the men to feel even more terrified.

This crazy girl actually called him by his holy name!

Furthermore, he didn't even know him anymore. He had gone completely mad …

With that thought in mind, Ling Tian Qing opened his mouth and bit down on his tongue.

She didn't want to be insulted.

"How dare you commit suicide!" Ling Xuexin reached out her hand to grab her cheek, and a flash of fear appeared in her eyes. As expected, she was forced to this place and started to fight with her life on the line.

Ling Tianqing was like a little dog whose nose was being held, and could not even move his mouth. He could only glare at Ling Chao Ling.

He had never thought that he would be stared at by a woman who looked at him with hatred and anger. Other than anger, the first thought that crossed his mind was that this girl was a lunatic!

Right, he saw the sharp look in her eyes and didn't believe that she was a normal girl!

A normal girl wouldn't dare to meet his gaze, much less look at him in such a manner …

Extending his hand, he tapped Ling Tian Qing's acupoint, and with a swing of his hand, he threw her out.

Ling Tian Qing's petite body made a circle in the large room, knocking over the back of the man beside the bed about 20 feet away. Only then did she stop, falling down onto the floor.

She fell until she was dizzy and unable to move. She felt as if her bones were about to break.

"This King will also remove the tendons in your arms and legs, pull out your teeth, and make you a cripple who can't die even if he wants to." Ling Jinshi was already standing by Ling Qing's side. He kicked the girl who was lying on the ground, looking down on her, "I'll let you know what happens to those who dare to disobey the heavens."

Ling Tian Qing's mind buzzed as she was thrown down, her blood boiling. It was a pity that she could not move, her chest was so stuffy that it felt like it was being held down by a huge rock.

"However, if you really want to die, This King will grant you your wish." The tip of his foot hooked onto Ling Qing's chin as a cold smile surfaced. "However, the elder mother, the older brother who dotes on you, and the one you like the most, I will also send all of them to hell to accompany you."

Ling Tian Qing's face changed as fear started to appear in his eyes.

She did not want to become a cripple, and even more so, she did not want others to die for her.

Seeing that her eyes no longer held the fierceness from before, the smile on Ling Jin's face gradually became wider, like a flower that was slowly blooming.

If there was fear, he could control it.

If he really did lose his fear, he would have to get rid of her as soon as possible to avoid causing trouble for the General's Estate.

With a casual wave of her hand, Ling Xuexin undid the acupoints she had been restricted to.

Ling Qing only felt the Qi and blood that was suppressed in his chest rush to his throat. His stiff body could move, but before he could stand up, a sweet taste came from his throat as he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

"My lord." A slightly tired voice suddenly sounded from outside. "Zi Yuan has just arrived at the palace. I plead for your presence."