Ling Jun decided to leave for China a few days later, the war between Qi and Yun had ended, and there was no need for them to continue to stay here.

At the beginning, Emperor Ling's intention to let Ling Tianqi garrison here was obvious, and it was better to take advantage of the integration of the Yun State and the Qi State to merge the two countries into one and include them under the territory of the Ling State. But unfortunately, he chose the wrong person.

Back then, Ling Tianqi would be used by him because Ling Tianqi wanted to cultivate his own power, so he had to be more obedient.

Moreover, because Feng Liuwu was still young at that time, it was inevitable that he would make some concessions, but this did not mean that he would be driven by others for the rest of his life. Now that Feng Liuwu has grown up, he has no worries about some things. If you really want to talk about it, his wings are already full. In Ling Guo, not to mention turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands for rain, even if he did something a little too much, it would be nothing.

Is blood thicker than water? How could his father have put himself in his eyes, thinking of this, the smile on the corner of Ling Tianqi's mouth was very bitter. If when he was young, his greatest wish was to be able to call him his father in front of people, but what did he wait for in the end? The mother concubine died tragically in the dilapidated cold palace, and she died without blinking.

He will never forget that scene, he looked at his mother who was spitting blood, he shouted anxiously, but no one paid attention to him, everyone looked at him like a madman. There is a serious illness guarding the door of the cold palace, I really can't imagine that a cold palace will attract so many people, an elderly woman, a child, can still run? Even if you want to, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of this cold palace, but you will lose your life in vain.

He could only watch the terminally ill mother concubine, he could do nothing but watch the mother concubine disappear little by little, leaving only the coldness to the bone.

"Lord, it's time to go." Ling Tianqi's memories were interrupted and came to an abrupt end.

Glancing back at the direction of Gu Yuancheng and Feng Liuwu, his heart calmed down a little, and then he rode to the front of the three armies, his arm raised slightly, and the bracer on his arm shone in the sunlight.

"Let's go." Two simple words, with a touch of majesty.

The three armies set out, and all returned according to the way they came, as if they had just come here for a while.

Ling Tianqi didn't walk with Feng Liuwu, he walked in front of the three armies, and the whole person was riding on a horse, looking tall and majestic.

Gu Yuancheng couldn't understand what Ling Tianqi was calculating in his heart, and he actually handed over Fengliuwu to him to take care of. In the past, Ling Tianqi couldn't wait to tie Feng Liuwu to his side, for fear that there would be a slight slip or something, why did he put it by his side now, didn't he know that his mouth could say anything? Just give it to him, and give him a chance to mend his ways, what is this called.

The road back to China is not long, it will be there in a day or two, Ling Tianqi will come to the border garrison of Yun State, in fact, it is to watch the development of the war, compared with Yun Country and Ling State, it is difficult to guarantee that Qi Country will not open his mouth to make a surprise attack.

Although he hoped in his heart more than anyone else that Emperor Ling would step down from that position one day earlier, at least not now, it was not the time. Until Feng Liuwu doesn't find a home, he won't take any risks. He won't do anything he's not sure of, and he won't gamble with Feng Liuwu's happiness.

This is Ling Tianqi, a man who is extremely affectionate and sexual, there has never been something he dare not do, it is just a question of whether he wants to or not.

In the past, he was trying to take revenge on Emperor Ling, and he wanted him to feel like he often fell from a high place all at once. It's just that now, those thoughts are no longer important compared to Fengliu Dance.

If Xiao Wu can be happy, then hatred can not be let go.

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