Chapter 185: The Fragrance of Flowers on the Other Side (4)
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"Sit tight!" Ling Jun held Su Ying's waist, put his head in her hair, and his breath intersected, and this scene happened to be seen by Emperor Zhou in the carriage, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the Buddhist beads in his hand slowly turned, making it impossible to guess his psychology at this time.
Because of Emperor Zhou's order, Su Ying can only be King Ning in this life, which is Lingjun's "plaything", and she can't stay by his side justifiably, she has experienced life and death, and has been with her for so long, Su Ying has already looked down on these identities and powers, and the only thing that can make her interested in Lingjun is Lingjun.
If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have chosen to stay next to the reincarnation pool and wash away his sins, and if she had this time, she would have improved her divine power a long time ago, striving to reshape her divine body and return to the divine position, but she gave up and only wanted to be able to be by his side, so she was content.
Ling Jun also did not propose to Emperor Zhou because of her identity, and the two of them just acquiesced to this fact.
At night, when Su Ying served Lingjun to sleep, suddenly there was a light snap on the window, and she woke up immediately, she looked at Lingjun's sleeping appearance, walked off the bed lightly, opened the window slightly, and a small black thing came towards her palm.
Su Ying subconsciously dodged, but she still couldn't match the speed of the little thing getting into her palm, feeling the coldness of the cold dew in the palm of her hand, and the tail feathers were slightly wet, Su Ying touched its small body and turned out the information of this little bird from her memory.
It is the letter bird of the second prince of the Turks, quite spiritual, only one master in his life, and he must be fed with the blood of the master to grow up since he was a child, and this letter bird is obviously the one fed by the original owner, called "light rain".
It arched in Su Ying's palm, feeling the touch of paper in her hand, Su Ying paused for a moment, looked at Lingjun on the bed, slowed down her breathing, unfolded the note, and said to the light rain: "You naughty little bird, you're finally back." ā
No matter what, it's always good to be prepared, who can say for sure whether Emperor Zhou has stepped down the net by Ling Jun's side, just want to grab his handle and wipe him out, he can't become Ling Jun's fuse and accelerate his death in this life.
After reading the note, Su Ying sneered at the corner of her mouth, she couldn't sit still so soon, she thought that the second prince would be able to hold on a little longer!
threw the note into the candle that had not yet burned, completely destroyed its body, tiptoed back to the bed, tucked the quilt on Lingjun's side, put his hands and body in the futon to warm up, and when he felt a little warmth, he retracted into Lingjun's arms and felt extremely reassured.
Only then did he take out his hand, put it on Lingjun's cheek, felt his presence, and sighed softly: "Don't worry, with me by your side, I will use my life to protect you!" ā
After saying this, she closed her eyes with satisfaction, curled up her small body into Lingjun's arms, fell asleep with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and after her breathing gradually stabilized, a pair of black eyes like ink opened in the dark, circled Su Ying in her arms tightly, buried her face on her shoulder, and where she couldn't see, a drop of coldness fell.
No one sees, and no one feels.
He had just had the same dream again, and the scene in the dream was so real that he couldn't doubt the authenticity of it, in the dream, they were swallowed together in the scorching fire, and the pain was so familiar, and cold sweat appeared one after another.
I knew it was a dream, but I couldn't wake up anyway, the scene changed again, I was still holding the same person in my arms, the corners of my mouth were bleeding, and I was busy wiping it for her, but I couldn't wipe it clean no matter what, and my body seemed to be out of my control.
"You can't die, I can't let you die!"
"You're going to ...... Live well......"
The person in his arms was breathing again, and the pain was so painful that he didn't want to experience it again.
He had woken up before he heard the slight knock on the window, but he didn't want to disturb the good sleep of the person in his arms, and kept looking at her side face, although her appearance had changed, but her eyes were still the same eyes, and his hands unconsciously touched her eyes, with a lingering taste, reluctant to give up.
Su Ying, who was asleep, felt an itch, her eyelashes blinked slightly, Ling Jun's hand stopped, and she fell into a deep sleep again, only to hear the cold words echoing in the night.
"I'm not going to let go again this time."
In the early morning of the next day, Su Ying dressed Lingjun in a court robe and said softly: "I know you may not believe me, but I won't harm you, no matter what I do, you have to believe me!" ā
Raised those watery eyes to look at Ling Jun, and then continued to arrange his collar.
Ling Jun held her hands, and his voice was teasing: "I never believed you, just do what you want!" In this Ning Wangfu, you are the hostess. After finishing speaking, he touched her smooth hair and strode out of the room, leaving Su Ying standing against the light, always feeling that something bad was going to happen.
I hope she's just overhearted.
As soon as she brought out a plate of snacks from the small kitchen, she saw a large number of people coming towards her, Su Ying pursed her lips, she still has to come, not only the second Turkic prince can't stay, but Emperor Zhou can't stay either, he is the only clue, and he has been in this Ning Wangfu for two months, and he has not been able to let Emperor Zhou's eyeliner catch the handle.
So is it time to make a big fuss based on last night's letter bird?
"Girl, the emperor has an order to take the girl to the palace to confront you!" The leader of the Praetorian Guard, who had been seen outside the palace, looked at Su Ying, holding his waist card in his hand, with a businesslike expression.
In fact, Su Ying already knew that he didn't like him, and at this time, let alone any demeanor.
"I don't know what the Praetorian Guard wants the little girl to do in the palace with a woman?" Su Ying put down the pastry in her hand, with an expression on her face that was neither humble nor arrogant.
The Praetorian Guard looked impatient: "If you are told to go, you will go, where is so much nonsense!" It's just a woman who is not even as good as a concubine, and it's already a great gift to let you attack and meet you, don't think that the emperor will give you a good look! ā
Su Ying bowed respectfully: "General Lao is tired to lead the way." (To be continued.) )