Chapter 8: Swift Kill (3)
However, when I heard my son's storytelling, I thought it was like a night's nest.
Although she believed that her son had the ability to leave the palace, she felt that it was too magical to understand immortal arts, and she couldn't help frowning slightly, half-convinced.
Fang Ling also knew that just talking could not convince his mother, so he casually picked up the two half-burned candles next to him, held them in his hand, and suddenly turned into an intact candle.
Su Guifei's eyes widened when she saw the beauty, and she didn't let out a surprised voice when she put her jade hand on her undulating chest, and after a long time, she couldn't help but sigh lightly, and looked at the sky: "God really treats our Ling'er well, and actually let you form a fairy fate, then you say that girl actually knows immortal arts like Zhenguo Heavenly Master?"
Fang Ling nodded and said, "I will wake her up later, and then I will know the true secret of this dagger, so that I will definitely be able to leave the palace with the queen mother." ”
Su Guifei sighed faintly, stared at her son distressedly, and said: "Ling'er, it's really hard for you, if you were born in an ordinary family, maybe you don't have to think about it so much." ”
Fang Ling smiled slightly, and said resolutely: "Queen Mother, since I can't change my royal bloodline, then I must embark on this royal path, and I will definitely not be hurt in the slightest bit by you, Queen Mother!"
Su Guifei was slightly stunned, looking at her son's slightly childish but unwavering eyes, her eyes were slightly red and said: "If your grandfather sees you, I don't know if he will be happy, he likes ambitious children the most." ”
Fang Ling replied: "Don't worry, Queen Mother, when we leave the Imperial City, I will go to the Acropolis, and I will definitely find my grandfather and them!"
Su Guifei nodded, with mixed feelings in her heart, but she was pleasantly surprised by her son's growth, although she never thought that she would be able to leave the palace one day, but she couldn't help but be overjoyed to see her son find his own path.
Back in the side courtyard, Fang Ling took out a pill given by Chen Mou, lit it and put it on the iron plate at the head of the bed.
The faint incense of the pill lingered around the bedside, and after a while, the woman finally came to her senses.
She was obviously a little weak, but as soon as she saw her surroundings, her eyes became a little more bright, and then she turned her head to look at Fang Ling, almost suspecting that it was in a dream, although the two of them just made a deal, but it must have taken a lot of effort to be able to use a magic hand to rescue her from the dark prison, and it was definitely not something that anyone could do.
What Fang Ling wanted was the secret of the dagger, but what he got was the continuation of his life, and there was obviously a big gap between the two, so the woman even had a little gratitude for Fang Ling.
After a long time, she sighed softly: "I didn't expect you to really take me out of the prison." ”
Fang Ling smiled faintly and said, "I just did what I promised, I hope you won't forget your promise." ”
The woman bowed her head and said, "I, Xiao Xue, am not a person who is untrustworthy, since you want to know about this dagger, I will tell you." However, once you know these things, I am afraid that you will experience a lot of unimaginable things in the future. ”