C47

"All of you, go down." Seeing how full of spirit she was, even daring to "educate" him, Ling Xuanxin frowned slightly as he spoke.

The imperial physician and medicine boy looked at each other, the king's meaning was, could it be … Spare their lives?

"I... Talking in your sleep... I... "My head feels so dizzy …" When Ling Qing saw that everyone had retreated in the blink of an eye after kowtowing in gratitude towards Long En, she could not help but feel a chill run down her spine.

So close to the devil, so terrible.

"Su Xiaoxiao …" Just as Ling Jin was about to speak, a report came in from outside.

"My lord, Xiahou requests an audience."

Ling Lingcun withdrew his hand, stood up and said to Ling Tian Qing with his back facing him, "From today onwards, you are not to take even half a step out of this palace gate. When your injuries are better, send someone to report this to your highness."

Ling Tian Qing was a little puzzled as she frowned. She didn't hear wrong, did she? It was strange, as if Ling Xiang had experienced some sort of change.

However, before she could say anything, the king walked out of the room and asked in a gentle voice, "What brings the Marquis of Xiahou here?"

"He is asking for someone from the king." The guards outside became quieter and quieter.

Ling Tian Qing crawled up with much difficulty and sat on the bed. After being stunned for a while, he touched the back of his head and said, "I can't leave the palace at night? This won't do, I'm almost succeeding... What should I do? "

"Mistress, are you alright?" After the palace maid outside knelt down and sent the king off, she immediately slipped in and asked with a sigh of relief.

"Didn't Ling Xuanxuan just say that I was not allowed to step out of the palace gate?" Ling Tian Qing asked once again, grabbing Mei Xin.

"Yes, Your Majesty. I'm afraid that master isn't feeling well …" Mei Xin said happily.

"Besides, Master no longer has to wait on others every night. How nice is it!" Sakura added, a smile blossoming on her face.

To servants like them, the fact that their master had received such kindness could help raise their status even among the palace maids. Thus, when they saw that the king was giving special care to his own master, the four people of the Palace felt extremely happy.

Although he didn't expect his master to become a favoured beauty like Sui Tian Xiang, but at least he wouldn't be scolded everyday. Furthermore, it was better to leave the Palace.

Yu Xiu Palace, just by hearing the name, knew that this was not a place where ordinary beauties lived.

"Ah …" This tyrant is ruining my plans! "

Ling Qing hugged her blanket as she cursed in her heart. She was originally going to gather all the 'ingredients' and escape when she was sent to another residence, but she was actually unable to leave the palace!

"Mistress, I heard that you passed out during your sleep service that day …"

The sun was shining brightly outside. The Xiao Yu Palace was the closest to the Dusk Palace, only a few hundred meters away. From outside the palace walls, one could see the luxuriant branches of the Heaven's Clear Tree, showing just how big the tree was.

Two palace maids and two attendants accompanied Ling Qing as he counted the lead gray stone bricks under the bright and beautiful sunlight.

I've heard that when the king was in a bad mood or was in a particularly good mood, he even played with a beauty to death.

Therefore, everyone was filled with curiosity and reverence towards this kind of thing.

If it were any other master, they would not dare to question them even if they were beaten to death, but this master Ling Tian Qing was different. Moreover, these palace servants were the slowest servants in the entire palace.

"How did you faint?" The question became more ambiguous, but on the face of the servant, it was full of seriousness.

"I... The ones who were knocked out. "

As expected, not only was this young master not angry, he even answered such a bold question with a serious expression.

"Beat..." Knock him out? " The chins of Sakura and Mehin nearly fell off their chins.

Their beautiful and ambiguous imaginations were also sent flying.

"I think so." Grasping his hair, Ling Qing could only remember his' pleasing 'Dragon Face. He did not know why he was suddenly sent flying and did not know anything else after that.

"Could it be that it's not the king's favor …"

Well, tell the king that I am well, and let me out of the palace.

Ling Tianqing cut her off and looked up at the sky. She was about to leave the palace!

The heavens seemed to hear her desire, and before he could finish his words, two palace maids appeared outside the palace gates.

At the Xiahou Residence.

Ling Tian Qing was practically a god. He almost flipped over the entire House of the Marquis with Wenren and Lord Grim.

Wenren Chuchu was looking at her brother with envious eyes, playing crazily with Ling Qing.

She looked at it and suddenly pursed her red lips. "I want to enter the palace!" she said to the servant girl by her side.

Wenren Xiao wanted to play with her brother, because her own brother ignored her.

"Lord Grim, can I get more of this?" Ling Qing was adjusting the items as he asked dejectedly.

"You can take anything you want from my residence, but what is this for?" It wasn't easy for Lord Grim to get Ling Qing to come in front of the King. Right now, it was like a gift from a dream. He was incomparably excited and happy.

"This is something that can explode, you don't need to understand." Ling Tian Qing took a white jade bottle and handed it over, "Here's a game to play with. Throw it out, don't throw it at others …"

Before he even finished speaking, there was a bang and a room filled with white mist. After a moment of silence, a loud sound rang out. Lord Grim broke out of the window, unable to open his eyes.

Ah, that little fairy was thrown inside by me …

Lord Grim was still sneezing and crying. There was no way he could go in and save her.

In any case, she was a fairy with nine lives and wouldn't die. Lord Grim couldn't help but tear up as he thought … …

"Achoo, choo, choo …" Save... Achoo... "Save me …" Miserable sounds resounded in the room.

Ling Tian Qing moved about the room filled with white mist with tears. This was the highly concentrated tear gas that she had refined.

Ling Tian Qing then pulled up his skirt and covered his face as he ran around the room.

"Little Fairy, are you alright?" Although Wenren Chuchu was still sneezing and crying, she was much better. Seeing Ling Tian Qing cover her mouth, nose and eyes, she rushed down the stairs and asked with concern.

"Aiyo …" Ling Tian then fell down from the stairs. Although he was only at the fifth or sixth step, he was still in a sorry state.

Lord Grim was able to catch her, but he always thought that Little Fairy was invulnerable and had an unbreakable body, so when he saw Ling Tian pull off the clothes that were wrapped around his face and cry, he realized his mistake.

This little fairy was an immortal. She had committed a mistake and was sent to the Heavenly Court. Only magic techniques had no divine power.

"Ouch, it hurts... Achoo... Woo … "You actually ran away by yourself and didn't save me …"

Ling Qing had been forced to sneeze tears and sneeze all over the place. Furthermore, he fell and sat on the ground for a long time without recovering his strength.

"What was that thing just now?" Poison? " Lord Grim had already activated his skill. That type of thing that made people want to cry didn't seem like poison because his internal energy was normal.

Ling Tian Qing shook his head and took an incense stick of time to recover.

"Brother Lord Grim, after I finish talking, you can do it again, okay?" Ling Qing asked as he was helped to his feet by Wenren Chuchu and wiped away his tears.

"If that isn't a poison, then what was it? I still have a sore throat. " Lord Grim still had some lingering fear towards the Smoke Bomb.

Although his skills weren't the best amongst the Fourth Marquis, he was still very agile. He had mastered the art of poison just like that, comparable to the Tang Sect's poison.

Ling Tian Qing looked at the innocent looking Lord Grim with an angry look. If she could stay here for another three days, then her plan of escape would work.

But it was impossible for her to be comfortable in the young duke's manor for that long.

Wind Following Sword begged again and again, but it only lasted half a day, from the appointed time to the tenth hour.

Ling Tian Qing had to return to the palace before nightfall.

"Brother Lord Grim, can I take this?"

"Big Brother Lord, can I borrow some silver notes?"

"Brother Lord Grim, give me this dagger as well … …"

Ling Tian Qing felt that she was being a little dishonest because she needed a lot of things, but if she became rich in the future, she would repay this youth who was even more foolish and naive than her …

Ling Tian then put the items into his bag, and before the people could pick her up, Ling Tian Qing was already armed to the teeth.

The palace guards and maids weren't checking the bags in front of the manor, but the palace carriage. On the official road, the young guard in purple waved for the palace to stop, and then he said with a tone that was neither humble nor haughty, "Miss, please open the bags and make a routine inspection."

Ling Qing was sweating profusely.

The handsome young guard outside was one of the emperor's personal guards, Zi Yuan.

I heard that he specializes in covert attacks, lightness skills and concealed weapons.

He didn't know if he could be considered a hidden weapon …

Ling Tianqing had covered her face with a wet cloth. When the palace maid lifted the curtain, she threw out a few white jade bottles. The entire street was filled with a suffocating smell.

Zi Yuan had already moved several feet away. He was over the direction of the wind, covering his nose and mouth. Although he held his breath, his tears were still flowing and his vision was blurry.

Ling Tian Qing ran away with his backpack. Zi Yuan must have used the tear gas as a concealed poison, so he had to stay far away from him …

"Cough, cough …" "Halt …" A light purple figure stood in front of Ling Qing. Although Zi Yuan was choked, he had already disappeared very quickly. He wasn't as miserable as the palace maids were.

"Brother Zi Yuan, why must you be so dedicated …"

Ling Qing Qing was very afraid of this group of royal experts, because any one of them could chop her into pieces.

As a result, before she finished speaking, he took advantage of the fact that Zi Yuan wasn't as sharp as he usually was and threw all the items in the bag at him.

Throwing it aside, he ran.

Ling Tian Qing had already drawn the map of the Royal City in his mind, so he turned left and right in the alleyway. Finally, he saw a dog hole, bent over, and slipped in.

She was petite, and the animals here were unusually tall, like the prehistoric world. As such, to Ling Qing, the dog hole was like a small door, easily opening.

It was a run-down temple, and when she saw the pack of dogs baring their teeth at her, her legs began to give way.

The animals in this world are so scary. The dogs are disproportionately big, just like calves...

What made her legs go limp was that Zi Yuan was actually standing on top of the wall and kept sneezing, "Su … "Achoo …"