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The future was beautiful!

"Fine, I'll go to the Saint today and beg Brother Wang to send you to the Xiahou Clan." After a night passed, Lord Grim had already treated Ling Tian Qing like a "little fairy."

He really liked this little fairy. He had to bring her back to the mansion so that this little one could see his magic.

"That's great! Big brother Lord Grim, you have to work hard and make me go … …" Ling Tian Qing had not finished speaking when she suddenly felt a pressure on her chest, causing her to feel very uncomfortable.

A bad feeling...

Trembling and shaking, he turned around and saw Ling Qing pulling the young duke to kneel on the ground.

Speak of the devil.

Although it was just a "glance", but she was definitely not mistaken. The tall and slender man standing at the door was Ling Zui.

Had Flower Speaker been the first to complain and say something bad about her in the morning court?

Otherwise, why would the king visit the Hua family?

The three day time limit had not arrived yet!

"My lord." She saw a handsome man standing against the light near the door, so she shouted in joy, "My Lord, I was just about to go find you. Little Fairy, can I borrow you …" Play... "How many days?"

Ling Lingcun's gaze was as cold as ice, falling on Ling Tianqing, who was kneeling on the ground with his head lowered, not saying a word.

Little Fairy?

What a good 'Su Xiaoxiao'! In just one night, she had managed to confuse the Xiahou Clan and bribe them!

Flower Speaker stood behind Ling Zui. He didn't know why, when he just left the morning assembly, Ling Zui was going to visit Hua Hou Manor.

He'd heard that the king hadn't slept last night and had summoned a dozen or so officials to discuss some matter.

His intuition was related to Su Xiaoxiao.

Although the adults all had stern expressions and didn't talk about the summoning of the night, Flower Speaker was an intelligent person. He carefully discovered that the people whom Ling Xun had met were all civil and military officials who had escorted Xiaoxiao to her residence.

Flower Speaker couldn't help but sweat. This was the first time that Su Xiaoxiao had delivered her to the Hua Marquis Manor, so he didn't continue this task. It was the correct decision.

In short, the king's attitude towards Su Xiaoxiao was very subtle, so he had to be careful.

"Brother Wang, how is it?" Xiao-Hou had always been naive and innocent when he saw Ling Xue-mei not kneeling or bowing. He always liked to address him as "you and me" in front of everyone, and Ling Xin-mei never blamed him for that.

Ling Lingzhi's gaze finally moved onto Lord Grim. Seeing his face filled with anticipation, his eyes that were like snow softened: "Lord Grim, go back to the house."

"Brother Wang, I'll bring Su Xiaoxiao back to the manor." Lord Grim said in anticipation.

Su Xiaoxiao lowered her head and kneeled down as she prayed nonstop. She hoped that the cold-blooded king could nod his head so that she could lead a life similar to that of a little witch!

Lord Grim was so kind and pure. He was also extremely curious. He also had power and influence. If she wanted to build guns and ammunition, she at least had financial support ….

However, a voice that was as cold as the spring wind ruthlessly shattered her fantasies, "Don't mess around. Mo Yang, send Xiahou back to his residence."

"Brother Wang, I'm not going back, Brother Wang …" Wenren Lord looked at the imperial bodyguard walking towards him and pleaded, "I really like Su Xiaoxiao. Give her to me. Tell me, I can have anyone I want …"

Even though he knew that Lord Grim didn't mean what he said, Ling Xiang's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Lord Grim, has This King been pampering you too much recently?" Ling Jin rarely got angry with the Marquis of Xiahou, but today, his aura was obviously off.

"Lord Grim, Little Qiao is looking for you. Jin gege will send you back." Flower Speaker was a smart person. He had noticed that Ling Zhi was in an abnormal state today. He immediately grabbed Lord Grim before Mo Yang and forcibly pulled him out.

"But Little Fairy …" Lord Grim still wanted to speak, but Flower Speaker pointed at his acupoints without leaving a trace behind.

"This little one has already sent someone to find you early in the morning. The people from the Xiahou Clan have yet to return to report …" Flower Speaker was extremely smart and cunning. After dragging Lord Grim away, he would be able to leave this dangerous place.

At the very least, it would be safe to leave for a moment. If Ling Zui were to be infuriated, even hundreds of heads in the Hua family would not be able to hold up their anger.

Ling Tian Qing watched helplessly as Wenren Chuchu and Lord Grim was taken away by Flower Speaker. In his mind, he couldn't help but wonder how he had gotten into a situation like this?

She had been sent to the Hua Hou Manor yesterday, and hadn't caused any trouble. Had Flower Speaker really sued her first?

"I was wrong!" Ling Tian Qing started to feel that he had been accused of being a Flower Speaker. "I shouldn't have burned Hua Hou's clothes, taken over his imperial physician's office, or spoke rudely to him …"

Ling Tian racked his brains to think of where he might have gotten into trouble with Flower Speaker, and saw a pair of embroidered dragon boots slowly approaching her.

Her little face was pale and she looked like she was about to cry. "I … I... "I shouldn't have called you by your name, I shouldn't have gone against you. I know I was wrong, don't punish me …"

She didn't want her butt slapped again. After coming to this strange space, she had been scolded, beaten, threatened, and slighted. Even if she wasn't trusted, she had never been blessed!

This was too unfair. Sooner or later, she would leave this place and let these perverts watch as she traversed through time and space!

"I will do my best to correct you. Please don't punish me …" "Sob, sob …"

The more he thought about it, the more sorrowful he became. Ling Tian didn't know which part of his tendons had gone wrong, but he suddenly hugged onto the slender legs in front of him and began to wail, "Don't hit me, I'm afraid of pain …" Uncle, please let me go, please … "I'm really not used to this place …"

The negative emotions that had accumulated over the past few days all exploded out. Ling Qing cried miserably, as if she had already suffered ten times the torture. She cried until the sky turned dark and the earth turned dark, wetting her dragon robe.

The guards had long since retreated from the imperial physician's room, waiting outside. Otherwise, how could they allow Ling Tian Qing to approach the dragon's body?

Ling Xi lowered his eyes to look at the little girl who was wailing in grief. His jade-carved face did not have the slightest change in expression.

Only that pair of pitch-black, dark, and cold eyes brimmed with an inexplicable emotion.

This was the first time someone had so brazenly expressed his sorrows in front of him …

He was a king, different from other growing youths.

From the moment he was born, he had stood at the peak of the pyramid. He had the responsibility for the world, and he had the noble and supreme power that he was born with.

All of this made him become an extremely cold-hearted person.

That sort of coldness was indescribable.

It was the indifference to oneself, the coldness to others, the coldness and calmness to everything.

He controlled the royal power, but he himself was a sacrifice under it.

He had been taught since he was young how to become a monarch who could sit in peace.

Apart from the River and Mountain Society, nothing else mattered. There was no need for him to be overly emotional in order to disturb his calm judgement.

But now, this little girl's tears and snot had all been splattered on the gold-plated robe, causing him to feel an inexplicable sense of reality.

For the first time in nineteen years, his cold and firm heart was soaked in tears, and he felt a little itchy.

"Little Fairy …" Ling Xuanxin suddenly said in a low voice.

Why did Lord Grim call her Little Fairy?

Why did he see this girl as a demoness?

Ling Tian Qing raised his head as if hearing his words.

That small, straight face was full of tears. His nose was red, and his lips were also red. I felt sorry for him when I saw him.

Ling Tian Qing then looked up at the pair of cold eyes and the teary red eyes, avoiding looking at that beautiful face that looked like a hand-painted beauty.

"Your Majesty... Let me go... "I'm begging you …" Ling Tianqing sobbed and pleaded.

She really wanted to leave the palace. She was about to suffocate to death from the suffocating pressure of her frightening life.

Looking at the young girl who was hugging his leg and raising her head to look at him, Ling Xuanxuan suddenly bent over and reached out his hands to touch the pair of black eyes that were soaked with tears.

Ling Tian Qing saw him reaching out his hand towards his face and stopped crying. He closed his eyes in shock.

She thought that he was angry and was going to beat her up. However, she only felt a gust of wind brush past her eyelashes and not as she had imagined.

Her fingertips touched the crystal clear tears on her eyelashes. Ling Zui gently twisted them. He didn't know if the taste of her tears was as bitter as the rumors had made it out to be.

Because he hadn't cried since he was five years old.

The last wail in his memory overlapped with Ling Tian's innocent face, which was filled with tears.

Stand up." "When Ling Jin received a low order, he felt a great deal of frustration from her crying in his chest.

Ling Tian Qing opened his eyes and saw that Ling Qing did not slap him.

He quickly wiped his face and slowly got up. He was still slightly sobbing, and strongly hoped that the other party would exile him as far away from the palace as possible.

Ling Xuexin stretched out his hand and grabbed Ling Qing's chin, forcing her to raise her head. His eyes that were as cold as cold jade were staring at Ling Qing Shi's face as if he was staring at a prey.

Such an ordinary and delicate face had an explosive power when she cried. It was as if the heavens were crumbling and the earth was crumbling. It was as if her tears could wash away all her worries and sorrows.

Ling Tianqing blinked her eyes. Tears continued to fall from her eyes as soon as he touched him.

She had a pair of very intelligent, black, and delicate phoenix eyes, as well as a pair of elegant, fan-shaped eyes. The corners of her eyes were slightly raised, giving her a high-spirited, spirited appearance.

The king's face was handsome and cold, and when his long eyebrows were raised, there was a hint of Lingyun's aura. If it was lowered to his slender eyes, they would be filled with a threatening coldness, causing people to not dare to look him in the eye.

His face really did look like it had been painted by a cartoonist specializing in ancient costume beauties. It was absolutely beautiful, with an absolute golden ratio and absolutely impeccable.

Looking at her face, Ling Tianqing wished that she could bring some samples back to be nurtured. She wished that she could clone a batch of modified genes.

Ling Zui saw that the little girl was crying and seemed to be scheming something. There was even a strange glint in her eyes.

Her beautiful face slowly drew closer to her, and Ling Zui was really unable to understand those simple and clear eyes.

But right now, he didn't want to waste time cutting apart everything about this young girl. He only wanted to taste the taste of her tears.

Ling Qing's scalp went numb as she saw this terrifying man suddenly draw close to her. An icy aura immediately engulfed her and a faint dragon's saliva was mixed with a trace of the familiar fragrance of flowers …