Legend of Ling Tian

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Ling Tian walked around with the maid, and calculated that the distance was three or four miles. Only then did I finally see the copper peacock on the top of the Changle Palace, which only wanted to soar high. A small door opens here. The eunuchs and maids who go out to do private affairs and are responsible for purchasing enter and exit through this door.

Leading Ling Tian in, the little maid pointed out a direction for Ling Tian, ​​and left in a hurry.

Ling Tian was not polite, and rushed straight into the inner courtyard.

It was the first time in Ling Tian's life that he used his inner power and spiritual sense before he even touched the target. He wanted to know whether the little princess of the Yu family was the wife and niece of Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites. If that person is really her, then there must be expert guards by her side. If he finds that there are no masters of that level, then it means that the wife and niece of the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites are not the little princess of the Yu family. In that case, it would be meaningless for Ling Tian to go in or not, and he would naturally turn around and leave.

Already approaching the inner courtyard, Ling Tian could faintly hear whispers in his ears full of internal strength, and smell the fragrance of Qiluo in his nose.

Ten steps forward, you have already stepped into the inner courtyard. As far as you can see, among the green leaves and red flowers, there are faint and graceful figures haunting.

Ling Tian had a faint smile on his lips, he had already spotted two people. Although these two people were restrained, they couldn't escape Ling Tian's spiritual search. With a restrained breath, he must be a master of the inner family! However, this level, this realm, even though it is qualified to make Ling Tian look sideways, it still cannot be placed in Ling Tian's eyes.

Ling Tian secretly thought and compared, his subordinates, I am afraid that even in the early morning, they can easily break the cooperation of these two people. But apart from Ling Jian, Chen Chen, and Ling Chi who were able to secure victory, the others, like the thirty-six iron and blood guards, were probably only on par with them, and those with weaker strength would even need two people to join forces to resist one.

With two people like this here, Ling Tian is almost certain that the wife and niece of the so-called Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites are undoubtedly the little princess of the Yu family. Presumably, the third person whose aura was slightly weaker but not concealed was the little princess of the Yu family.

With a smile in his heart, Ling Tian walked straight to where the three people were. Now, Ling Tian has recovered his internal energy. With the abilities of these three people, although Ling Tian is confident that they will not be able to discover their own aura, long-term use will consume a lot of energy. Save if you can.

Surrounded by layers of green leaves, there is an extremely clean jade table. In front of the table is a small pond, and in the middle is a strange-shaped rockery surrounded by blue waves. Above, there are a few flowers and plants growing sporadically. In the blue waves, a group of red fish are swimming freely. On the edge of the pond, several weeping willows sway in the wind, dancing and dancing.

Now, on the jade table, a piece of pure white rice paper is spread on it, and a girl in white clothes is slightly hanging her head, brushing and painting, looking from Ling Tian's side, but she can't see what she looks like. However, Ling Tian can see from her dark cloud-like hair, knife-cut fragrant shoulders, and slender waist that can only be grasped, even if this woman is not good-looking, she is determined to be there. And her demure and elegant demeanor that emanated from the invisible was something Ling Tian had never seen in his life.

This is an indescribable feeling, very ethereal, but very real, felt, but invisible, but clearly exists. For a moment, Ling Tian only had two words in his mind: Fengzhi. For the woman in front of him, although he couldn't see her face, Ling Tian already felt that he could no longer describe her in terms of 'style' or 'glamour', it seemed that only 'style' could barely describe her.

At a glance, Ling Tian already had a strong interest in this girl who lowered her head and painted! This feeling is the first time even if you add up your past and present lives! And all these feelings come from a figure from behind! Ling Tian shook his head, he couldn't even believe this feeling.

Behind the girl, stood three people. three women. One of the two has gray hair, and the other is about forty years old. The third one, like the painter, is also a young and beautiful woman. But Ling Tian didn't know him, he was probably the daughter of the Minister of Rites.

The moment Ling Tian appeared at the end of the path, the two middle-aged women turned their heads at the same time, and their eyes looked at Ling Tian like lightning.

Ling Tian just showed a hint of hesitation, then nodded and smiled, and walked over gently.

This is the Chengtian Palace, and only members of the royal family can come here. The special circumstances made the two women who turned their heads to look at Ling Tian instinctively think that Ling Tian might be a prince, and after a little hesitation, they stepped out of the way.

The painting girl still didn't raise her head, as if she didn't notice Ling Tian's arrival at all.

Ling Tian held his breath, and slowly approached the jade desk, and looked towards the desk.

The painting on the white rice paper is almost finished. What is painted is the pavilions in front of her, and the rockery and ponds are already vividly displayed. At present, the girl is painting the willow branches dancing with the wind. But the willows are dancing in the spring breeze, and the artistic conception is ethereal. The most difficult thing for a painter is to grasp the artistic conception and charm in the painting. The girl seemed to be confused, her brows were slightly frowned, and she was unable to write for a long time.

When Ling Tian looked at the painting carefully, he saw that although the girl's brushwork was skillful, she lacked a sense of agility. Although he knew that everyone in this world paints like this, Ling Tian still sighed slightly. Could it be that even a woman like you who is so delicate and beautiful can't draw it?

Ling Tian's unintentional sigh woke up the two women at the same time. A painter, a viewer. The two women looked up at him at the same time.

To Ling Tian's surprise, the woman who painted her back was already adored by heaven and earth, but when she saw her front face, she was dark-skinned. Although she wasn't ugly, she definitely couldn't be called a beauty. Only the pair of ethereal but indifferent pupils are still shining brightly.

Ling Tian's eyes saw her pair of slender catkins that were as gentle as jade, white and proud, and the exposed half of her snow-white and tender neck, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. It seemed that this girl had changed her appearance.

The two women suddenly saw an extremely handsome young man with sword eyebrows and star eyes appearing in the place where the princess of a country should never have appeared, which was not only unexpected. Suddenly, besides the prince, there is also that young man who can come here casually?

The painting girl nodded slightly, greeted him, and said: "I just heard the young master's sigh full of regret, why?" past. Of course, I'm afraid that after the identity is revealed, the cumbersome etiquette will be more troublesome, so it's better to pretend to meet by chance, and then we will go to each other for a while, so as to save trouble.

Ling Tian couldn't help but secretly praised her for being smart, but since she didn't mention it, Ling Tian was of course happy not to mention it. Seeing her asking questions to himself, like an old friend for many years, without the slightest affectation of ordinary women, she seems very graceful.

Ling Tian smiled and said: "It doesn't mean anything, I just saw the girl painting, no matter how she handles the brush, moistens the ink, and the composition, she is already a master of a generation. I really admire it."

The eyes of the two women lit up at the same time, and the painting woman said: "Since this is the case, why do you regret it?"

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