One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Ling Qiong's face was almost written with the words "Come, come, the stage is here for you, and you start the show".

King Jianing was dumbfounded.

Doesn't she care about Feng Lingshu?

Why do you look like you don't care now?

besides……

King Jianing scolded angrily: "Liang Xun, what are you doing?" Why did you help this woman?

Liang Xun's gaze was a little dull, and the sword lying across his neck, because of the force, pressed down with bloodstains.

No matter what King Jianing said, he didn't respond.

"What did you do to him?" King Jianing sensed something was wrong.

Ling Qiong spread her hands and smiled harmlessly, "He is not standing here well, what can I do to him?"

There was a chill in King Jianing's heart.

King Jianing's eyes were red from the blood on Liang Xun's neck, and his eyes were tearing apart, "Qiao Fanzhi, are you really not afraid that this king will kill him?"

Lingqiong gracefully made a gesture of invitation.

As if to encourage him, hurry up and do it.

"..."

Time passed by, and the bloodstain on Liang Xun's neck became bigger and bigger.

The atmosphere in the hall was weird, and many people looked at Lingqiong with fear.

This national teacher looks good, but when he does things, he is really ruthless.

And what about today...

Some ministers are fortunate that they did not show up just now.

Otherwise, it really has to be folded here.

King Jianing cared about Liang Xun's son. Although he yelled loudly, he didn't dare to do anything.

At this moment, the person held hostage by King Jianing suddenly moved.

King Jianing thought that the people he held hostage had no strength to restrain a chicken, and their minds were not on him.

Who knew that the other party would make a sudden move, the sword in his hand was taken away, and the turning head sword was already on his neck.

…

Hu Xiaojun stepped forward to hold down King Jianing, Feng Lingshu stepped back, and in front of him, tore off the human skin mask underneath, revealing a strange face.

King Jianing looked at the opposite person in disbelief.

It turned out to be a fake! !

how come.

"My lord knows that I care about Feng Lingshu so much, why would he send him to you?" Lingqiong folded her arms, "Do you think I'm a fool?"

King Jianing: "..."

King Jianing immediately figured it out.

Feng Lingshu was dealing with him from the beginning, so she knew everything, and finally gave him a fake one.

Feng Lingshu actually had such trust in a person who used him as a stand-in and imprisoned him in the mansion.

"Take them down." Her Majesty ordered.

Hu Xiao's army took King Jianing and the rest away.

Her Majesty the Queen didn't seem to have the intention of liquidating her party members, but instead greeted the envoys to make them stop laughing.

How can the envoys dare to laugh, they have seen how powerful this empress and national teacher is today.

It is estimated that there will be no other thoughts in a short time.

Her Majesty announced the continuation of the palace banquet, and the moment the silk and bamboo sounded, it seemed as if nothing had happened just now.

Ling Qiong did not stay in the main hall, but went to the side hall behind.

She pushed the door open, and Feng Lingshu greeted her, "My lord, are you alright?"

"It's okay." Ling Qiong smiled, "Have you waited long?"

Feng Lingshu shook his head, "I'm just a little worried about you."

"We go home."

Feng Lingshu was surprised, "But..."

Ling Qiong knew what he was going to say, "Your Majesty has plenty of people to accompany you, but you only have me."

So when Her Majesty the Queen is looking for someone, there will be no one else.

…

When Feng Lingshu returned to the mansion, he found that the whole mansion had been redecorated, and it looked like a festive celebration.

But I didn't see any servants, all the way past was quiet.

"Why are you still thinking about arranging these?"

"Why are you not thinking?" Ling Qiong looked puzzled.

"King Jianing..."

That's someone forcing the palace!

How could she be so casual as if someone entered the palace and stole a piece of grass.

"Arranging these has nothing to do with my capture of King Jianing?" Ling Qiong pulled him inside.

"..."

Is it okay?

Ling Qiong said with a smile: "It is still necessary to have a sense of ceremony when celebrating a birthday."

Feng Lingshu still doesn't know what kind of ritual this sense of ritual is, but... in the dead of night, he probably understood what a sense of ritual is.

It's a pity that he doesn't know now.

Ling Qiong took out the cloth strip and signaled Feng Lingshu to come over, "Blindfold your eyes."

"Why?"

"Sense of ceremony."

Feng Lingshu: "..."

Feng Lingshu asked Ling Qiong to blindfold him, and the darkness in front of him made him a little uneasy.

But Lingqiong quickly held his hand, dispelling the uneasiness brought by the darkness. The moment he slackened, he leaned against the pillars in the corridor.

"Brother, bow your head."

The girl's soft voice fell on her ears and soaked into her heart all the way.

He lowered his head subconsciously, his lips felt a little cold, and then a fire like a prairie fire burned up.

It was very quiet all around, and the sound of falling snow disappeared.

Feng Lingshu's body was weak, and he slid on the bench in the corridor. The insecurity brought by the darkness made him hug the person in his arms tightly.

"Brother, not here."

Lingqiong's voice was full of smiles, mixed with the coolness of the wind and snow, falling on his hot ears, arousing him to wake up slightly.

Lingqiong got up and pulled him up.

Feng Lingshu was obviously a little uneasy and stood still.

Ling Qiong comforted him, "Don't be afraid, I won't let you fall."

Feng Lingshu let out a breath, and then followed Lingqiong.

The corridor, which was not thought to be winding in the past, seems to have become extraordinarily long at this time.

…

Feng Lingshu felt that Lingqiong had stopped, he no longer knew where it was.

He heard the door open.

Ling Qiong walked around behind him, pushed him two steps forward, and then let go of him.

The cloth strips covering the eyes were pulled down, and the eyes were still a little uncomfortable.

In the blurred vision, there are light spots jumping.

Feng Lingshu's eyes adapted to the light, only to realize that those spots of light were candlelight.

The candlelight came into his eyes, like a river of stars gathered in his eyes.

The candles circle different areas, and a box is placed in each area.

"Open the present." Ling Qiong pushed him in, "Of course, if you want to open my present first, that's fine."

Feng Lingshu: "..."

He chose to open the presents in the room.

Lingqiong's gifts were nothing more than ordinary objects, including piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and everything.

The rest of the boxes were quite large, but the one in the middle was rather small.

Feng Lingshu picked up the box, "What's inside?"

Ling Qiong put her hands behind her back, "Take it apart and have a look."

Feng Lingshu looked at her, then at the box, and slowly opened it.

In the velvet padded box, there are two jade pendants... To be precise, they are one.

It was the one that broke last time.

At this time, it has been re-polished and decorated, and there is no trace of brokenness at all, as if it was the case.

but……

"My lord, are you giving me my things?" How could this happen?

"Here is what I gave you." Lingqiong frowned, pointing at herself, "Do you want to unpack it now?"

Feng Lingshu: "..."