Rescuing the Beautiful and Strong yet Miserable Second Lead Character

Ling Qingxiao heard these two words without any fluctuations, and nodded lightly: "Ling Qingxiao."

Luo Han said his name, and Ling Qingxiao replied with his own. Although, Luo Han seems to have known it a long time ago.

After Ling Qingxiao finished speaking, the two fell silent, and there was nothing to say for a while. Luo Han and Ling Qingxiao were very proficient in acting like a baby, but she really couldn't do it against him.

Obviously, Ling Qingxiao didn't want to talk to Luo Han. After he took the person, he turned back to his palace. Luo Han stood in the Chongguang Hall, silently watching Ling Qingxiao's back go away.

He has been on the throne for many years, wearing a white emperor's costume, a silver crown, a jade belt around his waist, and a solemn and complicated gown worn on him, suddenly majestic. His face was as good as ever, but his eyes were cold, he was not angry, and he didn't need to speak, he could tell that they were two people.

He has really changed a lot, and his gestures are all about the emperor. This is not to say that it is not good, but that he is so cold now that he no longer looks like a person.

It is like a cold monument, tall in the temple, in line with everyone's imagination of the emperor of heaven. Always solemn and powerful, never make mistakes, but have no feelings of their own.

Luo Han has only seen similar feelings in Nüwa. Nüwa is noble and sacred, compassionate to the world, as if there is no difference in her eyes whether it is a human or an animal or a vegetation.

Ling Qingxiao was not as compassionate as Nuwa, but the two did not speak, and they felt extremely similar. All are divinity greater than humanity, and all are reverence greater than amiability.

Luo Han suddenly wanted to know, what has he experienced over the years? Probably because the impression he had just passed through was too deep, which caused Luo Han to have a prejudice against the emperor. This kind of prejudice even affected Luo Han's attitude towards Ling Qingxiao when she was young. Until the two came to the Middle Ages, she could really put down her precautions and treat Ling Qingxiao with a normal heart.

Now returning to the original time point, Luo Han recognized the difference between the two at a glance, and even regarded Tiandi Ling Qingxiao as the other person. In fact, this is very unfair to the emperor in front of him.

In his timeline, he did not meet Luo Han, did not experience the medieval war, did not get the support of his elder friends, and did not feel love and trust. He has never received the slightest warmth, how can he be blamed for becoming a cold monument?

This is what Ling Qingxiao originally looked like.

Luo Han suddenly said, calling the person in front of him: "Ling Qingxiao."

Ling Qingxiao thought she had something to say, so she stopped and looked at her half-side. In the end, Luo Han smiled and said to him, "Good night."

Ling Qingxiao waited patiently for a while, frowning and asked, "What else?"

"Nothing." Luo Han said with a smile, "Say good night to each other before going to bed. Isn't this one of the daily rituals?"

Ling Qingxiao looked at Luo Han's expression and found that she called to stop him, really just to say this useless sentence. Ling Qingxiao had some doubts as to where Tiandao grew up. Good did not learn, but learned a lot of time-wasting problems.

He didn't stay any longer, turned around indifferently, and strode out of the Palace of Chongguang.

Luo Han said good night to her boyfriend's advanced edition with good intentions, but only got a cold back. Luo Han tried to keep smiling and comforted himself in his heart.

It's okay, he is like that, just wait for the two to get acquainted. Although Luo Han thought this way, he still remembered Ling Qingxiao in his heart.

When she goes back, settle the ledger with him.

Luo Han went to find a place to rest after thinking about it. She doesn't need sleep anymore, but she still sleeps habitually at night. After all, people always need to rest. Like Ling Qingxiao, who rotates day and night all year round, this is the only one in the whole world.

But this time she lay on the bed and couldn't sleep for a long time. Luo Han's mind kept floating images of the day, she couldn't help but think, now, how about Ling Qingxiao in another time and space?

She disappeared suddenly, without time to leave any message. After he woke up and found that she was not there, would he be very worried?

You can't think about this kind of thing, the more you think about it, the more uncomfortable it becomes. Luo Han couldn't sleep, so he just sat up, put on a piece of clothing and went outside to blow the air.

She wandered in the silent palace, her body was still here, and her heart had drifted back to the past. She guessed that most of her crossing was related to the war between immortals and demons. The ancient forbidden technique on another time-space line was solved, but this time line was not there yet. Maybe when she resolves the threat of ancient forbidden techniques, quells the war, and restores the Six Realms to peace, she will be able to go back?

She had already dropped Ling Qingxiao once in the medieval battlefield, and she couldn't do it again. She must go back as soon as possible.

Before she knew it, Luo Han walked to the pavilion where she was crossing. Luo Han walked up to the pavilion, explored the fence and looked at the sea of ​​clouds below. She remembered that before she crossed, it was because she was sitting here watching the clouds, and then she was sucked away inexplicably.

Is there any agency here?

Ling Qingxiao returned to Yuqing Palace and quickly devoted himself to government affairs. After he approved a stack of zhezi, he felt Luo Han walk out of the Palace of Light. Ling Qingxiao ignored it and continued to approve the memorial.

He had expected Luo Han to move, and it was rare to be able to endure it now. Although Ling Qingxiao was sitting in the Yuqing Palace, Luo Han's every move could not escape his spiritual sense.

He knew she was walking around in the palace, sighing, as if something was on his mind. Later, she walked to the pavilion and stared at the clouds below for a long time.

It's a bit like a mortal jumping off a building to commit suicide. Jumping from a building in the immortal world is a joke, but this Heavenly Dao doesn't seem to have grown up in the celestial world. Perhaps, he should pay attention to the psychological state of the Heavenly Dao?

Ling Qingxiao could only temporarily put down her pen, and when she moved her figure, she appeared next to the cloud platform.

Luo Han lay on the fence and closed herself. She felt the aura fluctuating behind her, and when she turned her head, she realized that it was Ling Qingxiao.

Luo Han felt even more depressed when he saw Ling Qingxiao at this moment. She could still deceive herself when she didn't see him, but once he appeared, every detail told Luo Han that she had left the original time and space.

She left without saying goodbye again. Luo Han didn't dare to think about how he would feel when Ling Qingxiao woke up to learn about her disappearance.

Heavenly Emperor Ling Qingxiao actually didn't want to take care of this kind of thing, but since he brought Heavenly Dao back, he couldn't let people make trouble on his land boundary. Ling Qingxiao, with the moral sense of the Emperor of Heaven, asked: "What happened to the Tao of Heaven, why did he boo and sigh?"

Luo Han was dissatisfied, turned his head and glared at him angrily: "Can you call me by name?"

Ling Qingxiao paused. It had been a long time since he met someone who contradicted him. When he talks to people, he always tells them and the other party obeys. When have they been asked?

In view of her young age, Ling Qingxiao didn't care, she still said in a very gentle tone of self-confidence, "Okay. Isn't it because you are not used to living?"

"No." When talking about this Luo Han, she was even more lost. She lived in Tiangong before crossing, and now she is still in the same place, but thousands of years have passed. Luo Han was bored and said, "I didn't expect that I would leave. Originally, I promised someone to accompany him to heal his wounds. Now, I left him again."

Ling Qingxiao did not expect that one day he would be confided in relationship problems. He was a little helpless and asked: "He is your Taoist companion?"

Luo Han paused, then turned around: "Why do you say that?"

"Obviously." Ling Qingxiao said, "The tone and demeanor when you mentioned him all confirm this matter."

Luo Han was silent for a while and sighed: "It turns out that it's already so obvious. To you, does Taoist mean husband and wife?"

"Yes." Ling Qingxiao replied, he was much more difficult to be nosy, and said one more thing, "I think you are not very young, and you didn't even finish reading, thinking about getting married? Don't be fooled by someone."

Luo Han looked back at him again, and he stopped talking, with a very strange expression on his face. When Ling Qingxiao said this, he probably didn't expect that the "liar" in his mouth was actually himself.

Obviously when he was in the Apocalypse, Ling Qingxiao used all means for the wedding, carrying private goods every day, and showing her wedding-related materials from various "unintentional" angles. As a result, now, with a cold face, he said without emotion, you should study at your age and don't consider getting married.

"Okay." Luo Han nodded, "I have remembered your suggestion. I will tell him when I have the opportunity in the future."

Ling Qingxiao didn't care who "he" was in her mouth. He raised his eyes to look at the sky, and he wasted a lot of time during the period of speaking out. Ling Qingxiao asked: "Do you have anything else?"

If not, go back to sleep as soon as possible, and don't delay him in handling government affairs.

Luo Han rarely opened the topic and took the opportunity to ask: "I just came back and I don’t understand many things. You also know who I am. I won’t say anything extra. I just want to ask, what happened these years? Why is the ancient forbidden technique? This world?"

Ling Qingxiao was a little surprised. He didn't expect Luo Han to ask these things. He said: "This is my business, you don't need to worry."

"It's not that I don't believe you, but I want to know more about it." Luo Han said with a stern face, "Since I assume the identity of the Dao of Heaven, I must fulfill my duty. It is not only your duty to guard the peace of the Six Realms, but also mine."

Ling Qingxiao did not correct Luo Han. Peace in the six realms is not the responsibility of the emperor, but the prosperity of the heavens. But these words don’t need to be said, Ling Qingxiao said: “There is no internal information, everything is as you can see, the immortal world and the demon world have old feuds, and now there are conflicts of interests and intensification of contradictions. It is inevitable that this step will be reached. beat."

"What about you and Yunmenghan?"

Ling Qingxiao paused obviously, and Luo Han saw that he was silent and added: "I didn't mean to question you... well, a little bit. But I really want to know that between you and Yun Menghan and Ye Chongyu what is the problem?"

Luo Han admitted that she was a little bit unhappy. She wrapped her personal feelings on the skin of official business, and said awe-inspiringly: "I ask these not to inquire about your private affairs, but for the righteousness of the world. Those who are in politics should regard the common people as their purpose. You should not interfere with your judgment because of your personal affair. If you have emotional entanglements with them, when you go to war..."

"There is no entanglement." Ling Qingxiao suddenly increased her tone and interrupted Luo Han's unfinished words, "I have no affair with the two of them.

Ling Qingxiao has been indifferent and cold until he talks about the names of Ye Chongyu and Yun Menghan, that he finally has human feelings. This is not Ling Qingxiao who she knows well. Luo Han can no longer press the question, but said: "That's good. Since you have no emotional bias, the next thing will be much easier. I want to completely eliminate the ancient forbidden technique. Go back to the past to find my boyfriend. You have to slay the enemy and consolidate the regime. In this matter, our goals are the same."

Ling Qingxiao looked at her silently and smiled suddenly: "Yes. What do you want?"

"We can form an alliance to solve the forbidden crisis together." Luo Han said, standing up, standing opposite Ling Qingxiao, and said, "I am the way of heaven. Although I can't arrange troops, I can help you in other places. Wait for it to happen. , We all get what we need, what do you think?"

Ling Qingxiao is the emperor of heaven, with the emperor's natural suspicious suspicion. He did not reply, but asked: "What do you want?"

Looking at the performance of the Bodhi Tree and Xuan Tortoise in the day, they were clearly wary of him. That being the case, why did Luo Han take the initiative to help him? Ling Qingxiao has become accustomed to speculating on people's hearts with the greatest malice. If Luo Han has nothing to ask for, why would she form an alliance?

Luo Han said: "Of course I have a purpose. When the Six Realms are in trouble, my mana and life will also be threatened. What's more, I want to go back."

When Luo Han said this, his tone was firm, his eyes glowing: "Someone is waiting for me, I want to go back as soon as possible."

This reason should have been very untenable, but when Ling Qingxiao looked at Luo Han's expression, he believed it. It's better to have someone help than to fight against him. Ling Qingxiao dispelled his doubts and nodded: "Okay. The way of heaven is clear and righteous. I thank you in advance."

"Happy cooperation." Luo Han finished with a sigh, and said unbearably, "You should call my name."

Ling Qingxiao didn't take this kind of minutiae to heart. Things were much smoother than Ling Qingxiao expected. Luo Han didn't want to jump off the cliff, nor did he cause trouble to him. He even offered to cooperate. He was relieved and said: "The night is already very deep, you should go back to sleep."

Luo Han had heard similar words many times, and she subconsciously responded, and after speaking, she was stunned. When Ling Qingxiao saw Luo Han's performance, she knew that her Taoist companions often said this to her.

Ling Qingxiao didn't intend to be someone's stand-in. He didn't ask or mention it. With a wave of his sleeves, he and Luo Han were standing in the Palace of Chongguang. Ling Qingxiao said: "It's inconvenient to bother you late at night. Heavenly Dao rests earlier, and the deity says goodbye."

After Ling Qingxiao finished speaking, her figure turned into a burst of silver light and disappeared into the hall. After he left, Luo Han took a long breath. This is really a very strange feeling. She is obviously alone. Not long ago, she was unscrupulous about Ling Qingxiao. In the blink of an eye, he became a stranger, and he was separated from her.

Luo Han couldn't help sighing. Fortunately, there is still progress. She expressed her attitude to Ling Qingxiao, at least for the next period of time, he will not use her as an enemy defense. After seeing people's hearts over time, things will always be resolved.

After Luo Han thought about these things, he changed his clothes and went to sleep. In the Yuqing Palace not far away, Ling Qingxiao returned to the main hall and Hachi stood in front of the steps like a stone sculpture. When Ling Qingxiao passed by, Hachi suddenly spoke: "She has cause and effect with you."

"So what?" Ling Qingxiao kept walking and strode into the temple, "She has her fetters, and I also have my great cause. Time and space are so long, everyone is in a corner, and we are not intersecting. Isn't it right?"

Haechi regained the appearance of the stone sculpture. After a while, it slowly asked, "You won't regret it?"

regret? Ling Qingxiao thought decisively, no, he wouldn't have this kind of emotion.

He went back to the desk, picked up the still moisturizing pen, and continued to write the memorial just now. After Ling Qingxiao ascended the throne, he had to deal with complex affairs and also take care of his cultivation. Time would never be enough. In order to save time, Ling Qingxiao had completely abandoned sleep, but this time he did not know what was going on, he only wrote a few books, and was gradually swept by a sense of sleepiness.

He rested on the edge of the table and closed his eyes for a moment. Half-dreaming and half-awake, he seemed to be standing in a sea of ​​moon-flowers, and the fragile petals kept falling from his side, and someone behind him called him: "Ling Qingxiao."

Ling Qingxiao turned around, and the scene suddenly changed. This time he was sitting at the table, holding another person's hand, and sketching something on the paper.

Ling Qingxiao suddenly returned to his senses and found that he was sitting in the Yuqing Palace, holding a pen in his hand, but in front of him was not a drawing paper, but a memorial.

The scenes converged too quickly, and Ling Qingxiao couldn't react in time. He unexpectedly wondered, who is that person in the picture?

No one answered, but Ling Qingxiao gave the answer automatically from the bottom of her heart.

That person is him.

However, he has never been to Yuetan Huahai, nor has he taught people to paint. Whose experience are these?

Who is the other woman?