Unexpectedly, Ling Xiao laughed out loud, raised his hand and waved, "What about the heir?" The ancestral system of Wanguo is the eldest son, and the son is valued by the mother. Big brother, you don't even want to touch the queen, let alone the other concubines. The huge harem is an ornament at best, and the person you love the most is still her, isn't it? ”

Ling Xiao's expression suddenly became serious, this throne, how could they destroy this level after they had fought hard for all those years.

He believed that Su Jinyu would not be seriously confused and delusionally wanted to favor the harem. Now the only one who will do all this is Ling Yun.

Ling Yun raised his eyes in astonishment, his eyes flickering brightly and dimly. These words actually came from Ling Xiao's mouth, which made him unbelievable. Although he tried his best to deny the conclusion he gave, the truth contained in it devoured the wall of his heart little by little.

He stood on a high staircase, looking at the world. On his shoulders is his due responsibility, for public and private. After Ling Xiao mentioned this, Ling Yun suddenly felt that his head was swollen, and his eyes swept over Ling Xiao's shoulders and landed directly on Li Muyun's body, after so long, why did he still not improve at all.

Ling Xiao sighed, what he couldn't do back then, he hoped Ling Yun could do. In comparison, he would always feel that Ling Yun had more courage and stamina than himself.

"The country of Wanguo can only belong to our brothers in this life. Big brother, do you remember how Master explained to us on his deathbed? Fourteen years ago, you gave up this country because of her, and fourteen years later, do you want to abandon the world that you solidified with your blood for another? ”

Ling Yun trembled slightly, fourteen years ago, it was always his eternal nightmare. He was afraid of anyone mentioning it, especially everything about her.

There was a panicked look between his eyebrows, "That's enough, don't say it anymore." Fingers slammed on the table, and Ling Yun's tone trembled to prevent Ling Xiao from continuing.

Ling Xiao smiled, summoned the imperial doctor who passed by, motioned to his injured palm, turned around and walked away from the dormitory. Today's words, he hoped that Ling Yun would be able to keep them in mind, otherwise, otherwise he would definitely not stand idly by.

The woman who is alluring the country and the city, and the peerless elegance, is a disaster, a disaster.

Although Su Jinyu is only three out of ten, she is now the scourge that can make Ling Yun defeat.

Fourteen years, such a long time, can teach him to forget everyone, why hasn't he forgotten the people he should forget, but the clearer he remembers.

Ling Xiao, who had left the dormitory, was not in a hurry to leave the palace, and under the guidance of the palace people, he walked towards Su Jinyu's side hall.

The flying snow petals fell on his body, invisibly aggravating his coldness. Two lines of shallow footprints were imprinted on the snow, calm and powerful.

When he came to the side hall, Ji Qiu and Ji Dong were sweeping away the snow piled up at the entrance of the hall, and the withered yellow broom struggled to melt the snow, and it was finely broken, which at first glance looked like white salt sprinkled on the ground.

With the faint sunlight, when Ji Qiu noticed the reflection on the ground, he hurriedly greeted Ji Dong with him.

Ling Xiao gave up the throne to Ling Yun four years ago, and after a few years, when Ji Qiu saw Ling Xiao again, he actually forgot who he was for a while.

Wearing a purple robe, with a smile like a spring breeze on his lips, such a familiar appearance, she didn't remember who he was when she thought about it.

With his eyes lowered, Ling Xiao stared at the deep doubt in Ji Qiu's eyes, and said jokingly, "Compared to four years ago, you have indeed improved, Ji Qiu ......"

If it weren't for the cinnabar mole on the corner of her eyebrows, Ling Xiao would not have recognized her as Ji Qiu, the Ji Qiu who had transformed from a dark person to a palace maid today.

The familiar voice of the "Imperial ......" rippled in her mind, her eyes widened in shock, and she realized that she had called the wrong voice and immediately stopped, and then called softly, "Lord Wang, these years have been fine." ”

He is Ling Xiao, the master she served four years ago.

Ji Qiu knew that he was back a few days ago, and she didn't have a chance to see him for a long time, thinking in her heart that she had God's mercy to let her see him, but she forgot to call him, and even her appearance was a lot blurred.

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, and a chill came from the soles of his feet, making him frown, and at the same time awakening the purpose of his coming here.

"Is the prince here for the girl?" Ji Qiu owes himself, and he says what he thinks in his heart.

The news that made a fuss just now made Ji Qiu and the others very nervous. The queen hanged herself, this matter is not trivial, not to mention that none of their insiders don't know that on the wedding night, the emperor left the queen to sleep alone, what a great humiliation it was for her.

Ji Qiu glanced at the side hall behind him, and with the noise of this matter, Su Jinyu was invisibly pushed to the forefront.

"Ji Qiu, you have always understood the thoughts of this king, and there are some words that you can understand." As soon as the words fell, Ling Xiao stepped into the side hall.

When Ji Dong was about to follow up, he was stopped by Ji Qiu, "Don't go, this is not something we should know." ”