If a person harms your father, your children, or your husband, but wants to get your heart, no one can accept it.

But this person now holds the supreme authority, and the life and death of many people close to him are pinched in his hands, and the feeling of being stuck in the throat really makes people want to vomit blood and go crazy.

Walking all the way, the attendant on the door wanted to stop him, and when he saw Emperor Jinglu shaking his head after him, he all lowered his head and retreated to the side.

Ling Xiang rushed out of the Yuanxi Hall like this.

The north wind was blowing hard, and the gloomy dome pressed the earth, and it seemed that a heavy snow was about to fall.

The two plum blossoms in the palace are budding, standing in the corner of the wall, and the dragon on the glass shadow wall is about to fly out and devour the palace Qiongtai in one gulp.

Suddenly coming out of the room, it was inevitable that it would be cold, but Ling Xiang didn't notice it, and walked towards the palace gate behind the shadow wall.

After going down the white marble steps, walking through the cold and hard blue brick floor, I saw the palace gate in sight.

An old man in plain clothes turned out from behind the glass shadow wall.

Ling Xiang almost bumped into it, only to feel that his wrist was suddenly grabbed, and the whole person fell backwards.

Rong Chenning grabbed her waist and easily caught her, touching her soft body, and her heart was already fluttering.

This feeling was only when he touched her, and he jumped up like a drum under his chest.

Ling Xiang was like being entangled by a poisonous snake, unable to struggle, and she was not hysterical, only to feel that grievances came like a mountain and a sea, drowning her in an instant.

Why the Expedition?

Why leave yourself alone?

Without him, this palace is no longer a home, but a cage with a shackled body.

Seeing no hope, Ling Xiang was about to collapse, but he held back his tears and refused to fall in front of him no matter what.

She didn't want to know who the old man was, and why he stood so arrogantly.

Murong Li stared coldly at the pair of people in front of him: "Your Majesty has been out of the palace for more than ten days, don't you want to say something?"

"What are you talking about?" Rong Chenning tightly wrapped Ling Makeup into her arms, felt the trembling of her body, and whispered in her ear to reassure: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I just don't want to eat alone, in front of other people, I have no appetite, even if you admit your fate like Mrs. Peach Blossom, I'll let you go back to the palace, okay?"

His tone was like coaxing a child, and she was the only one in his eyes, ignoring Murong Li.

A child raised since childhood, He Zeng had no one in his eyes like this, Murong Li couldn't help but be angry, and shouted, "Ning'er, don't forget what I said!"

Mrs. Peach Blossom, a chaste daughter in the eyes of the world, gave birth to two children for the King of Chu.

How ridiculous.

Ling Xiang noticed the angry Murong Li out of the corner of his eyes, but remembered who he was, suddenly thought about it, stopped struggling, and quietly raised his head and said, "You have no jokes." ”

Rong Chenning was overjoyed, and replied: "You have no jokes." ”

Murong Li took two steps forward, and his coercion was like a mountain: "Your Majesty wants to completely leave what I said behind. ”

Ling Makeup has completely awakened to who is coming.

It was the new King of Bohai, said to be the twenty-eighth grandson of the ancient Yan royal family.

Isn't the Great Yin Rong clan also called the descendants of the Yan royal family?

This person came out of the world, and speaking like this to Emperor Jinglu is naturally an extremely important role.

Rong Chenning behaved so crazy that she suddenly had a thought that she couldn't suppress.

Is there a way to provoke confrontation between them?

As soon as he thought of this, Ling Makeup glanced at Murong Li contemptuously, and then shook slightly.

Rong Chenning saw that her expression was different, so she let go of her hand.

Murong Li stared coldly at Ling Makeup.

Her meaning is obvious, and it has even been revealed to the surface, but the hateful kid who was blinded by love just can't understand it.

After living all his life, at this age, fewer and fewer people and things are enough for him to tolerate concessions. Murong Li's complexion changed several times, and his mind was also fluctuating.

Rong Chenning noticed his face and stepped forward to stand in front of Ling Xuan, separating their gaze. He knew very well what this old man wanted to do, in front of his sweetheart, he didn't leave himself the dignity of a king at all, and his tone couldn't help but be a little higher than usual: "King Bohai, I am the king, you are a minister, and if you want to trespass, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

Murong Li was originally going to endure it again, but when he heard this, he was immediately enraged, and a cruel smile appeared on his ugly face, and said, "I want to see how ruthless you are." ”

As he spoke, he hooked his five fingers and instantly grabbed behind Rong Chenning.

Rong Chenning saw that he actually made a move, his heart was furious, and he moved his arm to meet him.

Ling Xiang was blocked by Rong Chenning's vision and couldn't see it really, but he felt a strong force that sent him out a few feet away.

Although the strength is great, the sex is gentle, and she just shook her body and stood firm.

When he raised his eyes, he saw that the two of them were fighting together, and they didn't move their bodies, but they were just fighting between the two hands.

They shot extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they had exchanged many rounds, and the shadows of their palms became the wind, and waves struck, causing her to retreat more than a dozen steps in a row.

Murong Li seemed to want to give up the entanglement with Rong Chenning and rushed over, and the two unconsciously started a contest of body skills, sometimes appearing, sometimes glued into a shadow, and the movement became even bigger.

When the guards outside the Xingqing Palace heard the sound of fighting, they all rushed in, and when they saw the situation in front of them, they were all stunned.

Although Rong Chenning is taught by Murong Li, he is extremely talented and has long been out of the blue.

The coercion dispersed, and where the two passed, the green bricks with tortoiseshell patterns left their positions one after another, flying up from the mud, and the stone chips flew one after another, falling like rain, earth-shattering.

Ling Xiang was forced to retreat a little.

Rong Chenning was cold with a jade face, and the more he fought, the more hearty he became, without the slightest intention of backing down.

After a dozen more moves, there was a crisp high-five, and then the two separated a few feet.

Murong Li collected the light in his eyes, stood up again, his expression turned respectful, and he bowed and said: "The emperor's kung fu is getting more and more sophisticated, and the ministers are willing to bow down." ”

"Mr. is old, when it is time to raise it, there is no shortage of natural treasures in the palace, remember to make up for it. Rong Chenning stood with his hands in his hands, his face was as pale as snow.

Although listening to the dialogue between the two, it seems that Rong Chenning has the upper hand, but looking at the situation, could it be that Murong Li is the one who really wins?

"Thank you for your kindness. Murong Li turned his head and glanced at Ling Makeup, his gaze was substantial, and he turned around and strode out of Xingqing Palace.

The guards looked relieved.

Their conversation was obviously meant to be a discussion.

Yu Linlang looked at the green bricks scattered all over the ground, complete and broken, and dared to come up and clench his fists and ask: "Dare to ask the emperor, these ......"

Rong Chenning's face was covered with a layer of frost, his eyebrows swept the mess all over the ground, and when he looked at Ling Makeup, he had turned gentle, and said, "You don't seem to like Xingqing Palace, this place is going to be renovated on a large scale, how about you choose another palace room for me tomorrow?"

Which house do you want to live in, and what does it matter to me?

Ling Xiang almost burst out of his mouth when he said this, but he still held back. (To be continued.) )