In exchange for a period of silence, Yang Bingling did not have the unnaturalness of being refuted by others, and waited for a new set of tea sets to play with in his hands.

The general has always been an open-minded person here in Yang Bingling, and he is a good subordinate who is loyal to the monarch and loves the lord, but now he is like a serious elder, and after repeatedly entangled between love and loyalty, he chose to be kind and said two sentences: "The girl has changed, and the name of our little princess has been renamed." By the way, there is also good news, the exact date of Your Majesty's arrival has been set, four days later, Your Majesty just came with the news, I came, I didn't expect to be able to ask you for a good cup of tea. ”

Speaking of His Majesty, the general, there is a rare look that only children can have when they look forward to adults, and even a kind of undisguised admiration and the heaviness of a soldier. Yang Bingling's mood was infected by the man's thick and strong soldier's iron-clad breath, and he couldn't help but feel that he was in the barracks.

Yang Bingling's short training is completely incomparable to this kind of temperament that has been accumulated over the years after really using cold weapons on the battlefield.

For this kind of temperament and any soldier, Yang Bingling has a kind of respect from the soul, so even though he knew that the purpose of the general's coming was not pure, Yang Bingling still didn't say anything ugly, changed the cold-bloodedness of the past two days, and gentleness once again climbed on Yang Bingling's face.

Those who are familiar with Yang Bingling understand that Yang Bingling's smile does not mean happiness, gentleness does not mean being good to you, and coldness does not mean hating.

At this point, the general sitting opposite Yang Bingling didn't know or even cared, what is usual and what is now, the general is completely unaffected by anyone, like an independent individual, nothing will change his attitude.

This is the state that Yang Bingling envies the most, and it is also something that Yang Bingling may not be able to do in his lifetime. The general threw down the cup in his hand after Xiaoxi left, and looked at the direction in which Xiaoxi disappeared: "Why is she still alive, you are also good-natured, but Your Majesty may not like to see her."

Yang Bingling shook her head, about Xiaoxi's matter, Yang Bingling didn't want to say a word now, and she wasn't even in the mood to think about it, and the moment she decided to keep her, she didn't think about whether others would accept it: "General, since Your Majesty came so early, should you fulfill your previous promise and let us go?"

Don't say that the soldiers are all people who are only iron-clad but also have both wisdom and bravery, or that the man with a better brain than a fist is the person in front of him.

Although the general is not as two-sided as the queen, he also has his own calculations: "This is natural, but the queen is Your Majesty's sister after all, and her opinion is also very important to Your Majesty."

Yang Bingling seemed to have known that the person in front of him would have such a prevarication, and his scheming appearance made people not feel that he was facing a gentle and kind woman, Yang Bingling drank the tea in his hand slowly, and drank it too quickly Yang Bingling felt that it was not good, and he drank it too slowly Yang Bingling was afraid that he would wear out all the patience of this old man, so it was most appropriate to be unhurried.

When he put down the cup, Yang Bingling said: "Of course, I just don't know if Princess Lingran is more important in His Majesty's heart, or His Majesty's own sister, it's better for us to bet on whether Your Majesty will protect us."

The general looked at Yang Bingling and smiled for no reason, and then after listening to what Yang Bingling said, his heart became even colder, and no one forgot that Yang Bingling was still an alchemist, and even the old man didn't know what Yang Bingling gave to that princess at the beginning.

The general's departure made everything calm, and the back of the roar was urgent, Yang Bingling understood that this was to contact his noble majesty, Yang Bingling casually withdrew his eyeballs, and saw Xiaoxi beside him, now like a person walking on the edge of the abyss, trembling cautiously.

Yang Bingling couldn't help touching her face, her face had been jumping for too long, and it seemed that she had frightened her little sister.

At noon the next day, the whole elf clan suddenly had a lot of music, Yang Bingling stared at Xiaoxi who didn't dare to look up in the room, beckoned the child to appear in front of Yang Bingling cautiously, and pinched the new clothes that Yang Bingling had just made for herself, which were completely the outfits of a woman in the world, and Yang Bingling understood her crampedness.

But these should be over by now, and he took the little hand that was in a cold sweat: "From now on, you don't have to follow me anymore."

It's just a sentence, the child blushed like this, since he accepted his fate, he has followed Yang Bingling in the past few days, even if Yang Bingling is really bad to himself, he can even say that his attitude towards himself is very bad. Xiaoxi also thought about leaving Yang Bingling in the future, just thinking about the good life in the future, Xiaoxi could wake up from the dream with a smile.

But until Yang Bingling really said this, Xiaoxi's most intuitive feeling was not that he had thought about the picture a thousand times and ten thousand times, and even felt that his heart had gone with it, and before he knew it, tears fell, his head shook uncontrollably, and his mouth kept saying, "I won't go."

Yang Bingling looked at the crystal clear tears, which were originally just warm and even a little cold, but now they were as hot as flames and involuntarily reached out to wipe them away: "Prepare that the time is almost up, instead of tasteless tears, it is better to do what you should do."

Xiaoxi's heart seemed to have 10,000 words stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word, so he didn't say anything indifferent to anything but wanted to cry or not, Yang Bingling looked uncomfortable, and sent the person back to the room after saying a few words.

The strange music of the elf clan outside filled Yang Bingling's ears, and Yang Bingling did not have such an aesthetic. The ceremonial music of the whole ceremony lingered in Yang Bingling's ears like a magic sound, and the sound of the big drum shook the entire ground to the rhythmic rhythm of the drum.

Yang Bingling sat in the room with his eyes squinted slightly, and the whole person looked very dangerous, at this time Yang Bingling was the real Yang Bingling, quietly like a leopard staring at its prey, curled up with his legs and eyes looking at an unknown focus in the distance through the door, so quiet but powerful.

The long-awaited person finally came, Yang Bingling was excited like a battle-hardened general, facing the excitement of a big day, with a little inexplicable trembling, Yang Bingling even felt like a fuse that ignited the blood in his heart.

The whole person waited quietly and calmly, the person who had been calculating himself since he stepped into this area, the net that had been spread out towards him, had begun to show his truest side to himself.

Immediately afterwards, someone came to invite Yang Bingling to the banquet solemnly, there were such worldly sayings and behaviors in the elf clan, Yang Bingling lazily arched his body and put on his shoes and socks casually: "Let's go."

After Yang Bingling finished speaking, the person clearly glanced at Yang Bingling from the corner of his eye, and even wanted to mention Yang Bingling, Yang Bingling himself knew that it was really inappropriate to attend such an occasion, and he still relied on his aura to support the feeling of atmosphere, and when the whole person walked towards His Majesty, who had been in the center of the calculation but had not shown up, the aura of the whole person was not weaker than that of the man who hung his head and eyes high.

Yang Bingling's body even exuded a faint kingly aura through the lazy clothes similar to pajamas, and for a while the queen was a little dizzy, Yang Bingling was too dazzling, which made him doubt more than once that it was not appropriate for him to invite this woman who he couldn't figure out now, but it was too late to think about it now.

Yang Bingling had already met with the so-called His Majesty and the queen, and the queen held Yang Bingling's hand with a grateful face, regardless of whether Yang Bingling was willing to hold her hand to death: "Thank you so much, if it weren't for you and my spirit dyeing ......" said that he was here to see Yang Bingling's face, the face of so many clansmen, and the noisy music of the music, so he cried out in disregard of the image.

Yang Bingling really wanted to make herself look light, but she couldn't do it, because of the precious tears of this beautiful queen, which were as precious as pearls, they slid down on Yang Bingling's hands like this, the greasy touch and the fat palm, her tears were like smoothing agents Yang Bingling felt that this queen was rubbing mud for herself.

Yang Bingling looked at His Majesty the Emperor who was nervous and even about to turn his face immediately, Yang Bingling felt that if he continued to cooperate like this, the emperor would be furious. The Empress was unconscious, or it could be said that the Empress did not care at all about the thoughts of their Emperor Majesty.

Yang Bingling was glad that he had been washing himself very cleanly, and with more smoothing agent, Yang Bingling pulled his hand out of the hand of this crying queen, and looked at the greasy and disgusting on his arm: "You're polite."

His Majesty's face is blacker than Yang Bingling's black shoes, and he pretended to be polite and polite and made a gesture of please, Yang Bingling escaped from the queen's clutches like this, it is really strange that there is no normal one in this family.

For so long, Yang Bingling even wondered if her insistence was right, or was it true that they were as scheming and calculating as they thought?

Yang Bingling walked through the high steps and even had a feeling of touching the top of power, no wonder those who took power like to stand on such a high platform and look down, that kind of surrender can indeed please the hearts of the superiors.

Yang Bingling stood a little farther away, he didn't want to be worshiped by the thousands of elves below, and it would be bad if he accidentally lost his life.

All the temperaments of a man and a woman standing on the high platform are the temperaments that the superior should have, and the kind of prestige that has been accumulated for a long time is not at all pretended by those who live at the bottom.

The moment the man raised his hand, Yang Bingling deeply understood for the first time what it meant to reign over the world.

Yang Bingling was impressed by such a temperament in her heart, but this does not mean that Yang Bingling has forgotten everything that happened before, or that the dirty things that happened in the center of power always have the ability to be remembered deeply as the supreme power.