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"Liuchuan..." "Feng …" Ling Tian Qing did not notice that there were a few chattering court ladies kneeling down at the side, as they did not dare to breathe loudly. All she saw was a glittering Liuchuan Feng standing in front of her.

Ling Lingzhi's eyes turned slightly cold. Who was LiuChuanfeng?

Her lover?

Could it be that she didn't like Ling Xue?

If she wasn't Su Xiaoxiao, then it would be normal for her to like others. But even after so many days had passed, she still hadn't been able to find the real Su Xiaoxiao.

"So beautiful …" Ling Tian Qing's soft fingertips touched the forehead of "Liuchuan Feng" before he suddenly smiled. "I like you the most …"

His eyebrows were like swords, his eyes were deep, his nose was high, and he was tall …

He looked exactly like Liuchuan Maple.

Ling Zui's eyes turned colder.

Liuchuan Maple … Who was it?

Furthermore, why was she so frivolous after drinking? He deserved to be treated as someone else. Even worse, his hands were mischievous as he rubbed them all over his face …

Not only did she often speak crazily, she did not look like a woman at all. How could she be a queen if she did not teach such a person well?

"Liuchuan …" Ling Qing tried to get closer, but his feet slipped and he fell backwards.

Ling Kui frowned. He really wanted her to fall to her death.

However, when he saw her smiling eyes, his body flashed and he wrapped his arm around her leaning waist.

"Liuchuan …" The moment Ling Tian Qing lost his balance, he did not throw the wine pot in his hands out. "You are not him …"

Ling Tian Qing smelt the ambergris that was assaulting his nose. His mind was suddenly filled with shock. Wasn't this the smell of a tyrant?

When she looked again, Tyrant had one arm around her waist and was staring at her coldly under the bright moon.

It really was … Tyrant...

"I'll fight you to the death... "I have to go all out …" Ling Qing's actions were faster than her brain. She raised her hand, throwing the wine jug towards Tyrant's head.

"Pa!"

The jug of wine broke into several pieces, and the remaining half of the jug fell onto Ling Qing's chest. Amidst the night wind, a chilling aura seeped into her chest, causing her to freeze in shock.

"Drunk …" Sin Girl Kowtow … "Your Majesty!"

As the wind blew, it grew colder. Ling Tianqing shuddered and quickly wanted to kneel down.

The four palace maids heard a "pa" sound a moment ago, and their hearts shattered in fright.

He didn't know if it had hit the Holy Lord …

A cold light finally flashed past Ling Jin's eyes. With a shake of his hand, Ling Tianqing let out a shrill scream, and immediately fell down from the roof onto the ground in a parabola.

"Pa!"

Ling Tian Qing felt as if he had been smashed into a pile of meat paste.

While 'sending' her off, Ling Chen had purposely restrained his strength to prevent himself from actually throwing her to her death. However, his anger from being disobedient had still not dissipated.

No one had ever dared to hit him in the head with a jug of wine.

Although the jug of wine was shattered before it could even touch him, Ling Chen would never forgive her like this again.

When Ling Tian Qing fell down, he also fell down like a god in his robes.

"Wang... "My Lord …" Ling Tian Qing had finally managed to catch her breath, and the wine had awoken. She lay under the Heaven's Clear Tree in fear, not daring to move.

"Who is Liuchuan Feng?" Ling Chen's question had always exceeded Ling Qing's expectations.

He had thought that he would first reprimand her, then beat her up. Who would have thought that he would actually ask Liuchuan Feng in a slow and unhurried manner.

"That …" Ling Tian's mind was in chaos. Just as he was thinking about how to answer, he felt a murderous intent approaching him.

"No need to answer." Ling Kui hated him asking questions the most, so others hesitated.

He would send someone to investigate this Liuchuan Feng.

Ling Tian Qing could not figure out Tyrant's thoughts. If he did not answer, then he would just stay silent.

"Just kneel here until you know your wrongs and then come to This King." Finishing his words, Ling Xuanxin flicked his sleeves and headed back to the Azure Heaven Palace.

His words had always been an imperial edict, but Ling Qing had never been at ease.

He had to teach her.

Otherwise, even if he found the real Su Xiaoxiao, he wouldn't dare to put such a reckless young girl behind him.

"Your Majesty, this sinful girl knows her wrongs."

Just as he reached the door, he heard a childish voice begging for mercy behind him.

"Sin girl just drank too much, you shouldn't throw the wine pot around." Ling Qing, on the other hand, knew how to avoid crucial situations.

She had obviously pushed herself up with the wine, purposely wanting to kill the monarch.

"Keep kneeling." How could Ling Chen let her get up so easily when he was determined to punish her?

"This sinful girl knows her wrongs. She shouldn't have made such a ruckus in the palace …" Ling Tian Qing continued.

The night wind was very cold, and her heart was drenched in wine. As the wind blew, her entire body shivered.

This time, Ling Jing ignored her and walked straight into the palace.

Ling Tian was extremely bitter.

She did not stay on her knees for long before her knees began to tremble.

She had been thrown down by Tyrant, and her arms and knees were bruised.

A few of the other court ladies were in an even worse situation.

They knelt on the roof, not daring to move, and wondered if they would be hit by a plank.

Let the little lord get drunk and hurt her lord, a death sentence ah, a death sentence!

It had been a long time since Ling Su had last entered the palace.

This place had already been refreshed, and the desolate scene of the Dusk Palace could not be seen at all.

He stood in front of the wooden screen and stared at it for a long time.

Ling Qing and the people of the palace could not lift this heavy screen, so they left it there.

However, the mottled colors on it were completely different.

Ling Tian Qing got the paint from somewhere and started to redraw the peony on it, looking so beautiful that it looked like it was about to drip.

She was extremely bored as she drew the Phoenix she had seen that day on another side.

The golden light on the phoenix's tail sparkled as it flapped its wings in an attempt to fly. It was extremely vivid.

He even suspected that Ling Tianqing was not from the same family as a painter. Otherwise, how could her craftsmanship be so good?

On one side of the phoenix diagram, it was written — "The beasts lead the beasts to dance while the phoenix emperor comes to greet the phoenix."

Ling Lingcun thought back to that night when the phoenix, covered in flowing light, threw Ling Tianqing into his arms.

The beasts bent their bodies, and the birds fell silent.

She was the queen.

Wherever she came from, she belonged to the King's woman.

"Hello …" You... "Hurry up and come down." Ling Qing shouted to the servants outside the house.

She wasn't staring at Ling Xuanxuan as she quietly changed her position, half-crouching on the ground.

In any case, the dress was long, and if one didn't look carefully, it would be impossible to see it.

"Master... "Master, the king didn't say anything …" With a sad face, she stammered and whispered, "It's better for us to just kneel down."

"Hurry up and get down! If you don't want to die, then get down!"

Ling Jin frowned slightly as he heard the conversation outside.

This girl, no matter what, seemed to stick to her character like a stubborn rock.

He walked over to the desk and saw that it was littered with bottles and jars, as well as some junk.

Ling Xuexin stretched out his hand and took one of the white jade bottles. Suddenly, the rest of the bottles fell to the ground, swaying as if they were pulled by an invisible thread.

Ling Lingcun's expression changed slightly.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, a large hole appeared in the roof of the Azure Heaven Palace, followed by miserable cries.

Ah!" "Ahh!

Of the four palace maids, two of them had dangerously clung onto the branches of the Sky Cleansing Tree. One of them hung from the eaves of the house while the other had fallen into the house, no one knew if he was dead or alive.

"I told you to come down, but you guys wouldn't listen!" Ling Qing did not bother to kneel as he quickly got up and rushed into the inner hall.

I wonder if Tyrant is dead.

Before she could charge in, dozens of imperial guards had already arrived, surrounding the entire palace.

The entire palace was filled with white mist and a strange smell.

Ling Tian was familiar with this smell — the smell of gunpowder.

Unfortunately, there were too many things in this world that were different from Earth. If she wanted to develop a simple powder keg, not only would she have to search for information for half a day, she would also have to gather all sorts of materials.

Furthermore, he didn't know how powerful it would be …

She did not dare to conduct any experiments in the palace, as she was afraid that if Ling Xin found out that she was a terrorist, she would die without a burial ground …

"Mistress, save …" "Save me …" The canopy hanging on the eaves couldn't hold on any longer. His hands slipped and fell to the ground.

Lan Yi waved his hand and sent him flying out of the door before he fell to the ground.

Ling Tian Qing stopped in his tracks as he looked at the palace shrouded in smoke.

Tyrant hasn't come out yet. It should be gone by now, right?

If she wasn't forced into a corner, she didn't want to harm Tyrant at all.

But the last time the Dew Palace had frightened her, that was why she had acted in advance to subdue Tyrant.

It's just a uniform, not really trying to kill him.

After all, Ling Xue wasn't in the Imperial City right now. Even if Tyrant was killed and the throne wasn't Ling Xue's, it would still be difficult for her to escape …

Furthermore, looking at the movements of this group of royal experts, it was likely that even if Lingxue was in the capital, she would still die first …

Ling Tian Qing thought for a while, then decided to slip away.

Unexpectedly, the moment she turned around, her face immediately turned pale.

A tall and slender man held a white jade bottle in his hand. It was unknown when he stood behind her.

"Ling …" Ling … "Wang …" Ling Qing's legs gave way, and immediately fell to his knees again.

Smoke curled around him in the moonlight, like an old film in which a god appears.

His clothes were not the least bit messy, and even his hair was not messy. He looked just as domineering as before, and he didn't seem like someone who had walked through hell's gates.

"What is this?" Ling Xuexin slowly squatted in front of Ling Qing, and asked gently as he held out his hand to her.

Ling Tian Qing saw that the White Jade bottle was wrapped by a strong stream of air that could be seen by the naked eye, like a mass of water flowing in his palm.

"Did This King say that This King's patience is not good and does not like to repeat the same question." Ling Lingzhi's voice was as calm as ever, but Ling Qing could hear the danger from within.

She saw that the white jade bottle was covered with tiny cracks, like a spider web.

The explosive force contained in this white jade bottle was shockingly powerful, but it was clearly controlled by Ling Ying's inner force before the explosion.

It was like an atom that had begun to change and split apart, forcefully suppressed by a powerful force into a small round ball.

Once he retracted his Qi, it would rebound a hundredfold …

"This is the medicine the sinner made according to the ancient formula …" Ling Tian Qing looked at the ball of strong Qi in front of him and said nervously, "Your Majesty …" Be careful... "Keep it away from me..."

"What medicine?" Ling Lingcun asked as calmly as before.