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They are not elders!

Even if it was an elder, no one would dare to pinch her face like this after she was ten years old. At most, they would pat her shoulders and head.

This was because they felt that after the age of twelve, a little girl would already have grown up. Using the way she treated adults, treating young girls who had just reached puberty would give them a greater sense of responsibility.

Ling Tian then took a step back and moved a little further away from the two men. Coughing his throat, he said, "It's useless to teach me this, but …"

Smiling sweetly, he leaned in close to Lord Grim. Ling Tian Qing said with a pleading tone, "Lord Grim … "Big brother, teach me acupuncture points."

Ling Tian Qing was convinced that learning acupuncture was much more practical than learning how to play and recite.

Midnight. The drizzle continued to fall.

Within the palace, a silhouette was standing under a hundred-zhang tall tree, looking up at a bright and colorful flower.

The clear flower of the rainy night would bring with it a color that was not normally seen. It would sparkle in the rain, bringing with it bright and vibrant lights. It was as if the rain mixed with the stars and seeped into the flower.

The night wind blew, it was as if the river of stars had landed on this tree, and the petals of the flower that were stained with the rain water shone as they fell, blossoming …

His slender figure stretched out his hand in the rain, and the Tian Qing Hua floated down with a firefly's glow, landing on his palm.

The god-like man looked at the crystal clear flower in his hand. In the bright rain of flowers, his fierce eyes carried an indescribable gentleness.

Suddenly, the candlelight within the palace seemed to flicker. The tall man immediately moved, and like a thin cloud, he silently floated up the towering tree.

"Aiya, you guys have been infected by master's brain too. Why aren't you sleeping so late to see Tian Qinghua …"

The dreamy voice of the servant girl could be heard. The gates of the Palace were opened, and four bored palace maids walked out.

"Didn't Mistress already say that one should not waste the beautiful scenery of the morning? Moreover, it has been a long time since it has rained. Look at how beautiful the day's clear flowers are." Wagai and a few of the palace maids stood under the trees with oil-paper umbrellas, looking up.

"Master, I wonder if we'll be able to spend the night again …" Mei Xin pouted and said worriedly.

"Hua Hou is famous for his ability to flirt with female experts, mistress …"

"Shh, you're not allowed to speak nonsense."

The voices from below suddenly lowered as they whispered.

"Mistress likes men, and Ka Hou is gorgeous, so... The one who will suffer will not be our master. "

A certain someone, who was blocked by a thick tree branch, stood on a thick tree trunk a hundred meters away. He could clearly hear the conversation of the people below.

"That's right, don't worry, you guys didn't see Master always stay up all night before coming back? "No matter which master you serve, you will always do your best to be happy …"

The man standing on the tall branch had eyes as bright as lightning. Step by step, he walked along the thick tree trunk of the palace wall and descended.

"My Lord!" Suddenly, the patrolling red tassel noticed Ling Zui standing on the flower path and quickly knelt down to greet him.

"Convene the night meeting of the hundred officials." Ling Zui's voice was filled with the scent of fresh flowers, gentle and elegant.

"Yes." The red tassel immediately accepted the order.

"Wait …" His slender fingers flicked his sleeves, and Ling Zhi discovered that his entire body was filled with the fragrance of the Heaven's Clear Flower. He had been in the tree for a short while, and this fragrance had already been smeared on his skin.

"Summon the three masters of the Shang clan first." Ling Lingcun muttered to himself for a moment.

"Yes." The red tassel received the order and immediately got up to prepare the summons.

In the middle of the night's rain, a quick-witted Night Servant turned around and jogged over with a canopy to block the fine drizzling rain for him, and walked towards the imperial study.

In the meeting room of the imperial study, four high-quality Snow Night Pearls were embedded there. The light they emitted made the entire room look as if it was day.

The young man with the delicate appearance of a spring moon was even more resplendent than the Snow Night Pearls.

By the side of the desk were the Minister's reports and a bowl of Moon Ripple Flowers.

The moonlight spread out like a torrential downpour. It was extremely beautiful to be able to shine under the moonlight.

Ling Jing Rui standing in the moonlight lace, reached out to touch the milky white like moonlight flowers, the expression is very relaxed.

On the other hand, His Majesty, who was immune to kneeling, had a somewhat panicked expression and was secretly uneasy. He truly could not understand why the young King would summon him in the dead of the night.

"Great Master Zhang, the night before yesterday, Su Xiaoxiao was sent to your residence. How did you receive her?" Ling Jin asked as he played with the Moon Ripple Flower.

Zhang Chin-fu was slightly stunned, he had no idea what Wang meant by that.

"Naturally... "Naturally, I will not disobey the king's orders …" Zhang Chin-bao secretly observed the situation, afraid that he would accidentally lose his head.

"Oh?" Ling Xuanxin continued to look at the milky white flower, but it was impossible to tell if she was happy or angry. "Continue speaking, This King wants to hear more carefully."

"This humble subject... "I'll properly entertain Su Xiaoxiao …" Zhang Qingbai said with some difficulty.

"She couldn't sleep for the whole night?" Ling Xuanxin finally looked at his official and asked.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me, this humble subject …" "This humble subject …" Upon being questioned by Ling Xuanxuan in such a faint manner, Zhang Qingrou's legs went limp, unconsciously falling to his knees. "Su Xiaoxiao doesn't like to sleep at night …" This humble subject is also powerless, so I can only let her go. "

"You don't like to sleep?" Ling Zui's eyes slightly narrowed as the white flower bloomed in his hand. It was like the flowing moonlight.

Zhang Qingbai was scared out of his wits. Two and a half souls left his study room and he wiped the sweat off his forehead. Just what is the meaning of this king today?

Could it be that she knew that he was a stingy person and had stolen the silver taels from the river?

Right now, another minister, around forty years old, with a dignified appearance, stood in the conference room of the imperial study. He looked more like a general than a civil servant.

"Sir He, when Su Xiaoxiao brought him to the manor last night, did she receive him well?" Ling Xinran asked the same question, but his attitude towards He Du was clearly different. At least, when he spoke, his eyes were focused on him.

He Du was silent.

"Sir He." Ling Zui seemed to have a good temper, seeing that he was silent, he shouted again.

"Your Majesty, this subject did not entertain you." He Zu was a loyal advisor. He was a stubborn and straightforward person, so he couldn't hide anything and spoke frankly.

"Oh? This king sent the daughter of the general to his residence to resolve the official troubles of Lord He, but why wasn't he entertained? " The scale in Ling Xuanxue's heart was now completely clear.

Zhang is a man of talent but no virtue, so you don't have to be kind to him. As long as you don't make a big mistake, you can turn a blind eye.

As for He Zuozheng, he was a man of iron and iron, upright and upright. Naturally, he would treat his subjects with respect.

"In reply to the king, Chensu and Su Qinghai are very familiar, and are both officials of the same generation. Although he has committed a heinous crime, the little girl is innocent. I think the king should retract his order and let that innocent girl live." He Chou couldn't hold back anymore. He took advantage of this opportunity to pour everything out, "I have a daughter too. She's around the same age as me. Although she's not like me, she's protected by everything in the mansion …"

"He Shu, are you pleading for mercy on behalf of the Su Clan?" Ling Jing interrupted He Xuan's words and asked in a low voice.

If Ling Tianqing knew that there was someone who dared to plead on her behalf before His Majesty, he would probably be overjoyed.

She was having a great time playing with Lord Grim. The original owner, Flower Speaker, was holding his forehead and watching the two teens, who were about the same age, laughing and joking.

The beautiful scenery of the morning was being spoiled by these two unromantic people.

"Lord Grim, it's getting late. You should go rest first." Flower Speaker also loved and doted upon Lord Grim. Not only because he was the king's favorite young duke, but also because he was naturally kind-hearted.

The nobles of the royal family lived in the middle of a struggle for power. It was rare for them to have someone who was pure and innocent.

However, if he allowed them to play however they liked, how would he report this to Ling Xiang?

"That's not right, that's not right. Xiaoxiao, you should be like this …"

"Then how long will you take to practice this technique?" Can I order Lingzhi? " Ling Tian Qing asked while practicing.

The two people who were talking completely ignored Flower Speaker and continued to enthusiastically discuss the acupuncture points.

"Xiaoxiao …" Do you need Brother Wang? " Lord Grim suddenly turned his head in astonishment, thinking that he had misheard, "Even if you're begging for death, you can't do this!"

"I have other ways." Ling Tian then dragged Wenren Chuchu and ran towards the hospital.

Flower Speaker knocked heavily on the table. On her beautiful face, a trace of impatience and anger finally surfaced.

In the room at the hospital, Lord Grim looked at Ling Tian Qing with his mouth wide open in shock. She … Is she a monster?

Ling Tian Qing smilingly clapped his hands, and with a boom, the collision of the water and fire caused the air to fluctuate. A cloud of something was floating in front of her, then slowly congealed into rain mist as rain dripped down.

"You … You know demonic arts? " Lord Grim reached out his hand to touch the white fog. As soon as his hand touched it, the fog suddenly dissipated. He could only feel a hint of moisture on his fingertip.

Ah!" "Hm?" Lord Grim called out and hastily retracted his hands.

"Your fingers are too hot." Ling Tian Qing looked at the shocked, curious and frightened expression on Wenren Mo's face, and said half-jokingly, "This is not a demonic technique, it's an immortal technique."

Hmm, how can science be explained by sorcery?

In their eyes, even if it was supernatural power, it should still be an immortal cultivation technique.

The night was getting darker, and it was still drizzling outside. In the imperial study, the Minister was going in and out of the study, all the way until the morning.

Because he was still young and didn't need to participate in politics, he didn't need to be a saint.

"Oh my god, how can you have so many things?"

Lord Grim spent the entire night in a daze. Ling Tian gave him a small spell, played a chemical reaction, and even sang a strange song …

"Brother Lord Grim, I still have a lot of things. Why don't you bring me back to your house?" "Since Ling Xiang dotes on you so much, he will definitely agree."

Ling Tian held his cheeks, blinking as he spoke.

The young duke was quite adorable and naive, and he didn't have a wicked heart either. He was also easy to trust, and it was absolutely better to follow him than to stay in the palace.

If he really got her out, then the young duke's wealth would be enough to support her scientific research.