The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path

Xiao Lingyang heard.

How much did you hear?

Who directed him to eavesdrop on the hall?

Lin Shu, while watching Xiao Lingyang's every move, quickly thought about these issues.

He did not believe that with Xiao Lingyang's mind, he would think of monitoring the queen, which was not something he would do.

I saw Xiao Lingyang leaning under the Tanghua tree, looking at the falling flowers in the grass unconsciously. The look in his eyes was complicated and complicated to the point that Lin Shu could not describe it. His fist tightened slightly, his hair was shaking, his lips were tight, Paled face.

Knowing that the mother does not want to be an emperor, but wants others to be, and her sister is actually an older brother ... Which of these two things has a greater impact?

Or, Xiao Lingyang, who never cares about everything, suddenly realized that this world is not what he thought it was?

Lin Shu silently gave his brother a wax and turned his attention back to the hall.

The queen let Ling Fengxiao come to her, holding his hand, and had already explained the specific plan.

Ling Fengxiao lowered her eyes slightly: "Yes."

The queen stroked his hair: "You can understand the mother's hard work."

"But the son has a request." Ling Fengxiao said.

Queen: "Huh?"

Ling Fengxiao said: "Right now, the big witch is killed, the North Xia is chaotic, the fighter is just right. The son-in-law invited the soldiers to go out and set foot on the North Xia. On the day of the resumption of the four seas, he will reign as emperor.

The queen asked, "What is the chance of winning?"

Ling Fengxiao said: "Jiucheng."

The queen meditated for a while, and said, "Okay."

"I don't know if Xiaoer wants to lead the army with a woman or a man?"

Ling Fengxiao said: "First lead the army with a female body. If there is a chance on the battlefield, Ling Fengxiao will be killed on the battlefield. Xiao Shao will turn the tide, and the rest will be arranged by the mother."

The queen nodded: "This move is well thought out and I will arrange it properly."

Ling Fengxiao: "Thank you mother."

The chamber stopped deliberately, and the queen was covered with Dan's delicate fingers, and she held it on the case book.

The imperial edict written by the emperor was naturally a matter of arrangement for the throne.

I saw no joy or anger in her eyes, and put the stack of books on the eternal light in the palace. The seal book is made of silk, and it burns when it meets the fire, and the tongue of the fire rises suddenly, and the solemn widow is burned to ashes without a moment.

The ashes fell in the white smoke of the incense burner.

Ling Fengxiao said: "One thing is unclear about the children."

The queen's eyes turned to him, adding a bit of temperature to the bland look, and said warmly, "What?"

"When my son was a boy, there were many complaints about the female body, but my mother and my mother were unshakable. Now I have stopped clinging to this matter, but my mother suddenly asked me to show my face." Ling Fengxiao said lightly: " Is it because the father can't know it? "

After a pause, he again said, "But if the cottage is so powerful, if it is really dissatisfied with the royal family, it will be detachment, and what will it fear?"

The queen looked at him with a sorrowful Qiu Shui in her eyes, and for a long while she drew him into her arms: "Mother naturally has her own difficulties, so I have to ask."

Ling Fengxiao also remained silent for a while, and finally said, "After offending the mother, the children convicted."

"It doesn't matter ..." The queen's mood seemed a little out of control. She withdrew her hand and remained silent for a while before recovering, and finally said, "Take care of Lingyang."

Ling Fengxiao said, "I will."

The queen nodded, and then talked about the emperor's funeral. Most of the time, she was talking about everything as if it had already been prepared, just need to go through it once, and Ling Fengxiao occasionally said "um".

After the explanation, the queen said: "You seem to be a little bit short. Go back to the Indus Garden to rest earlier. The palace has a mother to deal with everything, so don't worry."

Ling Fengxiao said: "The son-in-law wants to stay with his father for a while."

The sigh sighed: "The mother first went back to the apse to cook the funeral."

Ling Fengxiao should answer yes.

The queen took care of Li Liuxia's placket, and stood up and went to the apse. Lin Shu looked at the graceful back gradually disappearing in the heavy curtain curtain, and finally turned a bend and completely disappeared.

Ling Fengxiao in front of the emperor's bed looked at him.

Lin Shu knew that Ling Fengxiao's current practice was to realize that his existence was easy, and then he fell down and walked to Ling Fengxiao.

Ling Fengxiao shook Lin Shu's hand.

Lin Shu realized the temperature of the hands, and looked at the faint flowing blood in Ling Fengxiao's eyes, knowing that the person's condition was not very good.

The queen only knew that she was talking with her son in the bright and warm hall. Where did she know that the world in Ling Fengxiao's eyes was a sea of ​​blood? He was in the sea of ​​blood full of corpses, and his ears were stuffed with thousands The grieving sorrows, the intellect may be swallowed by the resentment of the people of the world at all times-and at the tipping point, while maintaining a sober intellect and gentle manners, listen to how the queen plans to steal the sky and change the day.

Those who love to clean are often trapped in the quagmire, and those who want to escape are often tied to the dust net. People in the rivers and lakes can't help but change to the court palace.

Ling Fengxiao leaned lightly on his shoulder, and he carried the man into his arms, walking along the hair regularly.

At the age of fifteen or six, they didn't know each other well, and some people said that he could not help himself in his life.

At that time, Lin Shu thought that this was just an occasional sentimental, self-deprecating self-deprecating without evidence, and now that he wanted to come, this sentence was involuntary, and it really was that way throughout his life.

Ling Fengxiao doesn't like this world, Lin Shu knows it.

When Fang was on the beam, he thought, why would the queen make such a big bend?

Tell him directly that the dynasty of the world has taken away the luck of heaven, and the inborn blood like Phoenix cannot be tolerated. The boys of the Phoenix vein are not allowed to live in the world, or tell him that the blood of Phoenix needs the nourishment of Qi. If you do n’t become the emperor, you do n’t get the emperor ’s illusory luck. When the blood of the Phoenix is ​​awakened, is n’t it more effective than just persuasion?

But then, when he saw Ling Fengxiao's eyes, he understood again.

He is not alive for a person like Ling Fengxiao. He has no nostalgia for this world and no affection for the people in the world. If he is either emperor or dead, this person may not be an emperor, but Happy days, waiting for death.

Recently, he has become the embodiment of resentment in the world, and some places are no longer human-like and even more hateful.

The queen Jomo knows his child too well, knowing that if he wants to make him obediently emperor, he can only try his best to trap him.

What can Lin Shu say about this?

He covered his hands with Ling Fengxiao's hands.

Ling Fengxiao looked up at him.

The eyes were better, the blood color subsided, leaving a pair of black ink pupils.

Lin Shu rubbed the chick's head.

Ling Fengxiao hummed a few times, sat upright, and seemed to be in a stable state.

The humming sounds in Lin Shu's mind were automatically transformed into "chirps" for the chicks.

Seeing that he was in a better condition, Lin Shu said, "Xiao Lingyang installed‘ windward ears ’here.”

Ling Fengxiao's first reaction was not "what he heard".

-But asked: "Where does he come with such great patience?"

Lin Shu: "..."

He explained things in 151.

What Xiao Lingyang heard was the first half of Ling Fengxiao's dialogue with the queen, mainly to discuss the ownership of the throne.

But when it comes to gender, it is also ambiguous. It is not true that Ling Fengxiao is actually a man. Can you guess if it depends on Xiao Lingyang's mind?

Ling Fengxiao was extremely dissatisfied: "After all, let him escape."

Lin Shu: "He doesn't look happy."

Ling Fengxiao: "Maybe I was disappointed with my mother."

Lin Shu thinks it makes some sense.

After raising her mother in one hand, Ling Fengxiao was filled with heart in the end, and Xiao Lingyang might not be well balanced.

"But it's not always true. There must be something strange between the father and the queen." Ling Fengxiao slowly said, "If I have a chance, I will find out."

Lin Shu said "um".

At this point, the palace people one after another came in from the apse.

The emperor's body must be dealt with.

Everything proceeded in an orderly way. An emperor went away silently without setting off even the slightest storm, and even the last widow was burned down by the queen.

Ling Fengxiao asked Lin Shu where Xiaoling Yang is now.

Lin Shu shared a ray of divine thoughts, and has been following Xiao Lingyang's actions.

After my brother lost his soul under the Begonia flower tree, he suddenly became irritable, slammed the tree, made a full body of falling flowers, cleared it for a while, and was even more disturbed.

Then, packing his expression, Wen Liang respectfully continued to kneel back to the entrance of the hall.

After Ling Fengxiao listened, her lips smirked and said, "You can do it."

He also said, "Someone will be instructed behind, intending to alienate him, his mother and me, and after going out, I will question him."

Lin Shu nodded.

Having said all these things, Ling Fengxiao pulled Lin Shu around the screen.

After the screen, the incense burner was still burning, with white smoke flowing, mixed with the smell of medicine, it was difficult to distinguish.

He took a piece of charcoal that was burned to half, extinguished it, and put it away.

I looked inside the hall again and again, and confirmed that there were no other tailwind ears or photo beads.

The corridor connecting the front hall and the back hall is covered with layers of light gauze and decorated with small pearls. When the wind blows, the white gauze gently flicks in the white smoke like the current.

Ling Fengxiao looked at the screen and said to Lin Shu: "I thought it was going to be over, but I have to drag you on for a long time in the world."

Lin Shu said, anyway.

Then again, are you OK?

Ling Fengxiao took a deep breath and said, "When there are many people, the sea of ​​blood will be more intense, and the blood in the palace will be so strong that my soul will be more unstable."

And he said, "If it weren't for you to be temporarily clean by your side, I'm afraid I'm already at this moment."

Lin Shu only looked at him.

Little chick.

Furry chicks.

He said some coquettish words.

Ling Fengxiao looked as if she had seen something strange, and looked at his eyes, for a long while, and said, "Did you smile, this fairy king?"

Lin Shu: "Huh?"

Did he laugh?

no feeling.

Ling Fengxiao reached out and touched his eyebrows, then touched his lips: "It seems to laugh, it looks good ..."

Lin Shu was both dazed and innocent, and appropriately revealed the doubts that an unemotional Jian Xiu should reveal at this time.

Ling Fengxiao played with him for a while, closed his hands, and looked at the gates of the palace.

Lin Shu accompanied him and looked.

Phoenix blood, if you do not become emperor, you will die.

But as a king, he will be unhappy.

For a moment, he was suddenly in his mind.

After a while, Ling Fengxiao retracted her gaze, fixed her expression, and said coldly, "Go and pack up Xiao Lingyang."

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