Qing Ling looked at the hand that was stretched out towards him.

The fingers, white and slender, dark purple cuffs are faintly embellished with silver thread embroidery patterns, low-key and luxurious.

Chaoyan is still red, and Jiuqiu is still purple.

At this time, the person who originally had a bewitching face similar to the demon came in purple, which was really ...... Look for death.

Qing Ling was silent for a moment, handed his hand to Luo Yao, and slowly stood up.

Everyone was silent, but their eyes looked at Luo Yao meaningfully.

Xijing hesitated for a moment, and strode in front of Luo Yao, "Baili Shizi, there will be an inquiry at the end!" ”

Luo Yao stopped and bowed politely: "General Xi, please speak." ”

Xijing was born as a military general, and he didn't know how to talk around the bend, so he said straight when he heard the words: "The last general listened to the guards beside Fang Shan Gongzi and said that Luo Heng was hiding in a mansion in Wutong Town. There was something strange about that place, as if there was a formation at the beginning of construction. I don't know what Shizi has heard about Wutong Town before? ”

Luo Heng was sealed by his cousin back then, and he couldn't step out of the Jiuqiu realm, which Emperor Hao had asked Ling Huan Shangjun to confirm in person. If it weren't for this, how could Chaoyan South not be stormy in the past few hundred years?

Right now, Luo Heng suddenly appeared in Wutong Town, which belonged to Chaoyan, showing that there was something wrong with the seal. However, Chaoyan's garrison has always been unable to pass through Wutong Town, and it is impossible for Luo Heng's wind-stirring mount alone to enter the town unnoticed. Xijing intuitively realized that the mansion in Wutong Town must have hidden a mystery!

Luo Yao frowned and thought about it carefully, and replied sincerely: "I haven't heard of it." ”

Xijing seemed to be unwilling, but it was not good to ask any more, so he had to arch his hand, "It's hard work." ”

Qing Ling followed Luo Yao out of the big tent and walked back to her own residence silently.

As soon as the curtain fell, Qing Ling suddenly stopped, turned around, and grabbed Luo Yao's clothes.

"Did you do it? Isn't it your game? She stared at him, two clusters of fire in her eyes, and her clenched knuckles turned slightly white with exertion.

Luo Yao looked at her condescendingly, his eyes were clear and clear, "No." ”

Qing Ling's gaze wandered over his face, trying to find a flaw in his expression, and finally let go of his hand in frustration, turned his head and said, "Forget it." ”

What kind of person is he? She knew it all better.

Since he can lie openly in front of so many people, he must have the ability not to let people see the flaws.

Luo Yao reached out and pinched her arm, forcing her to look up at him again, with a hint of suppressed emotion in her tone, "Do you have to do this to me?" Senior sister, don't you have a little trust in me? How could this be what I did? How do I know that they are going to Sycamore? ”

Qing Ling wanted to shake off his clamps but couldn't resist him, and in anger, he gritted his teeth and asked, "How do you want me to trust you?" Sycamore: You did go a few months ago, right? Isn't the mansion where the devil is hiding the same one you bought for Xian Xian? I'm not the one in the main tent just now, and don't tell me that you never knew there was a formation in that house! ”

She said excitedly, and in the end she didn't bother to restrain her emotions anymore, her eyes were filled with tears, "What kind of person Luo Heng is, you know best." When my mother died at his hands, I never saw it with my own eyes...... But just now, did you see the appearance of my third brother? Do you see that? What kind of crazy person can be so cruel ...... after all?"

She paused, suppressed her choked throats, looked at Luo Yao for a moment, and said clearly: "Whether this matter has anything to do with you or not, just thinking that you have the same blood flowing on your body as that devil already makes me feel extremely disgusting!" ”

The visually bloody and terrifying stimulation made Qing Ling's emotions finally out of control. The heart and intestines became hard in an instant, and he didn't choose what he said, he didn't care about it, and even he couldn't tell the truth from the false......

Luo Yao's pupils shrank like a tingling, his eyes dimmed a little, and his fingertips suddenly became weak, allowing Qing Ling's sleeves to slip inch by inch.

Any relationship in the world has the possibility of change, but blood relationship cannot.

Therefore, Rao is skillful and eloquent, and he can't refute what Qing Ling said.

Disgusting?

Disgusting?

Actually, he knew it a long time ago.

Isn't it?

When I went to Zhangyao with her that year, she chattered and complained, the demon pupils were terrifying, the residence was gloomy, and even the toys sold to children were very obscene.

She should, like most of the Protoss, despise and dislike Jiuqiu to the extreme, right?

What's more, her mother died in Cangli, and now, her brother is also ......

Luo Yao's fingers froze in the air for a moment, and slowly withdrew them little by little. Then he turned around and walked out of the tent without saying a word.

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Several military doctors were busy for nearly an hour, using the best wound medicine in the camp, and finally stabilized Fang Shanlei's injuries.

And then his right arm, no matter what, can not be taken back.

Because the injury was serious and it was not suitable to move, Emperor Hao had a sleeping tent in the main tent on the spot, so that Fang Shanlei could recuperate in it.

After Qing Ling heard about it, he sent Qiu Zhi and Xi Wu over and asked them to help the doctor take care of Fang Shanlei's daily life.

In the evening, Qing Ling listened to the main tent gradually quieting down and no one entering or leaving, sorted out his mood, and got up to see Emperor Hao.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the tent, he happened to bump into Mu Han with a black face and slumped out of the curtain, as if he had just been scolded by his father, and there seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes.

Mu Han didn't expect to be embarrassed by Qing Ling at this time, glared at her viciously, and hurried away surrounded by the attendants.

Qing Ling entered the tent, and then transferred from the main account of the deliberations to the back account of resting, and saw that the emperor had faded from the armor and clothes he wore during the day, and changed into a loose plain robe, with his hands supporting his forehead, leaning on the side of the tea table, and his posture revealed a rare touch of fatigue and weakness.

"Father." Qing Ling came closer and called softly.

Emperor Hao seemed to wake up from his contemplation, raised his head slightly in a daze, and after seeing the person clearly, the corners of his mouth pulled out a faint arc, "It's Qingling." ”

Qing Ling was silent for a moment, not knowing what to say for a while.

Originally, I came here to hear Emperor Hao's next plan for Jiuqiu, but I never thought that this person, who had been calm and composed all day long, was sitting alone by the lamp and candle at the moment, and he looked so ...... Fragile and old.

Such a father is too strange.

She thought that the family affection of the heavenly family was just a game of power sitting at both ends of the chessboard.

Qing Ling moved her lips, and somehow, in the end, asked a question that even she felt inexplicable:

"Father, if I die one day, will you be sad?"

Emperor Hao was stunned for a moment, then realized it, and smiled, "Silly girl, talk nonsense." ”

Qing Ling also felt that he was stupid, so he sat down silently opposite Emperor Hao and smiled, "I'm sorry, Father." ”

Emperor Hao stared at her for a moment, then sighed lightly, "Don't think of your father too ruthlessly. Title aside, you are just my children, and you are the ones I am willing to protect with my life. One day, when you become a mother yourself, you will understand. ”

Putting aside the title?

It's a pity that the moment when you can really let go of the shackles of your identity can only be after death, right?

Until then, they can only be pawns to maintain Chaoyan's royal power.

The mood of the father and daughter gradually cooled down.

Emperor Hao said slowly: "Tomorrow, Mu Han and I will send Hao Chong back to Lingxiao City. If you want to go back together, you can stay for a few days to take care of that kid from the Fang Shan family. After a pause, he sighed: "That child, it's indeed a pity." ”

Qing Ling knew in her heart that Emperor Hao had always thought that the person he really liked was Fang Shanlei, so he was in a hurry to drive her out of the big tent today, worried that she would do something out of her temper in front of everyone.

But now, listening to his tone, it seems to be ...... Not so shy away from it anymore?

Qing Ling pondered for a moment and asked tentatively, "If I go back to Lingxiao City, do you want the prince of Baili to follow?" ”

Emperor Hao rubbed his forehead and muttered for a long time, "Well, let him follow you all the time." ”

Qing Ling pondered his tone, and asked again: "What does my father think of the matter in Wutong Town?" That demon was obviously planted with a seal, how could he suddenly appear somewhere? ”

Emperor Hao raised his eyes, "I arranged for Fang Shanxiu to investigate this matter." You have a special identity, so don't get involved. After thinking about it, he said, "No matter what you hear, don't interfere, don't make trouble, just concentrate on your own business, understand?" ”

Qing Ling seemed to understand whether he understood or not, nodded subconsciously, and then wanted to ask again.

However, Emperor Hao made a gesture to stop her, "Okay, my father is tired, you should go back and rest early." ”

Qing Ling retreated from the Emperor's tent, and when he passed the front tent, he hesitated for a moment, and turned to the place where Fang Shanlei was recuperating from his injuries.

Xiwu sat in front of the couch, wiped Fang Shanlei's sideburns soaked in cold sweat with a brocade handkerchief, turned his head and saw Qing Ling walking in, got up and saluted, "Emperor Ji." ”

Qing Ling motioned for her to sit down, stepped forward and asked softly, "Are you awake?" ”

Xiwu nodded, then frowned and pointed to the untouched medicine bowl on the table next to him, and shook his head.

Qing Ling walked closer and saw that Fang Shanlei's face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and his newly changed robe was empty and collapsed below the right shoulder. His eyes were closed, his lips pursed, and his eyelashes fluttered slightly.

Qing Ling sighed secretly and took Jinpa from Xiwu's hand, "I'll come." ”

She sat next to Fang Shanlei, wiped his sweat for him, and slowly said while pondering: "Since you are awake, let's drink some medicine." “

Fang Shanlei slowly opened his eyes and looked at Qing Ling, with complex emotions hidden in his tired and empty eyes.

The pale lips seemed to close slightly, then they pursed again, and after a heavy snort, the man closed his eyes again.

Qing Ling didn't persecute it, but continued in a low voice: "I know you're uncomfortable. If it were me, I'd rather die myself. But if you think about it from the perspective of others, your parents and your younger siblings, they just want you to survive, no matter what you become, as long as you are alive...... Just like my third brother, I'd rather he be crippled as long as he is alive......"

Fang Shanlei still lay silent with his eyes closed, and after a long time, he smiled in his throat, and opened his mouth weakly, "I always felt that I was stupid, but I didn't expect that you were not much better than me......"

Qing Ling laughed at herself: "You see it? I don't comfort people since I was a child, and every time I persuade someone, I either persuade them to be more sad, or I just quarrel with me in the end. It's a shame. ”

Fang Shanlei bent the corners of his mouth, maintaining this arc until he spoke again, and a touch of melancholy was added to his tone, "I once said that I would do my best to kill that demon and avenge my brother Yun and your mother." His throat seemed to choke and paused, "I'm sorry, after all, I'm too incompetent." ”

Qing Ling remembered the conversation between the two in Hongyuefang that night, and was a little embarrassed for a while, and didn't know how to answer, so he had to vaguely comfort: "It's not your fault, it's that the devil is too vicious." Don't worry, you'll always find an opportunity to kill him in the future. ”

Fang Shanlei finally opened his eyes, and his eyes were no longer as empty and deep as before.

He struggled to raise his left hand, holding Qing Ling's fingers holding Jinpa to wipe sweat on his sideburns, and there was a sudden hint of resoluteness in his eyes and voice, "Now I am no longer qualified to covet anything, so there are some words to say, I am not afraid that you think I am selfish," he took a big breath a few times, calmed his breath, and said word by word: "Qing Ling, don't marry Baili Fuyao." The people of their Jiuqiu Luo clan are all crazy. ”