My host is always busy

Chapter 492 Your Majesty, My Palace greets you 【39】

There was a lot of noise in Biling Palace, Liu Yiyi tried to leave the palace, but she couldn't even take half a step.

Zhu Ling was refreshed, until Mu Ying urgently warned.

[Warning, warning, the target is about to die, warning!Please host to go to the cold palace immediately! 】When Mu Ying issued an urgent warning, Zhu Ling almost choked to death with a sip of tea: "What's going on?"

Shouldn't he be staying in the Palace of Qinzheng right now?
[Host host, your target is in danger of life now, please go to the cold palace immediately, if it is a little later, he will die. 】Ki Ying couldn't explain clearly for a while, so she could only issue an urgent notice.

For Mu Ying to issue two warnings in a row, it seems that something really happened to Xuan Nanyue.

Zhu Ling threw down the teacup, and rushed to Lenggong with a cold face. Linglong, who had just walked to the pavilion with a hot egg custard, looked dazed, only to see her mother disappear in a flash: "Is it my eyesight?"

Linglong muttered, but she turned around and couldn't find anyone.

Leng Gong.

[The host is big, be careful. 】While reminding Zhu Ling, Mu Ying folded a paper crane, opened a small grid, put the paper crane in, and then paid close attention to the picture on the screen.

When Zhu Ling stepped into the cold palace, the red-lacquered wooden door creaked shut behind him, and the originally clear picture gradually began to blur, and the fog rose without warning.

Zhu Ling frowned, turned his wrists, and a lotus flower suddenly appeared. A transparent protective cover rose around Zhu Ling. These fogs were poisonous miasmas.

It seems that those tricks that have not been seen for a long time have appeared again.

Walking a few steps forward, Zhu Ling clearly felt something kicked on his foot, and looked down, who is it not Xuan Nanyue?
It's a pity that the person has fallen into a coma.

Without further ado, he picked up the man and planned to leave, but unexpectedly, in front of the red lacquered wooden door, a voice came from behind the thick fog: "You really don't remember me?"

The voice was cool, and it sounded very comfortable, like the sound of jade beads falling into a plate, but unfortunately, no matter how nice the voice was, Zhu Ling only cared about the person on his shoulder right now.

"A good dog doesn't block the way." She replied coldly, the lotus flower had bloomed automatically, not a single color, but turned into that dazzling colorful lotus, floating around her body.

"Like, but really like." The cloud murmured softly, as if recalling those good memories from the past.

"If your Excellency wants to find memories, I'm sorry, I don't have time to cooperate with you." Zhu Ling glanced behind her coldly. Although she couldn't see that person, she could feel that breath. For some reason, she always felt very nervous. strong.

"Alas..." Zhu Ling stepped away, but she could still hear the sigh behind her, the eternal sorrow, conveyed to her heart through the high and thick walls.

It was a feeling that made her very uncomfortable.

Yin Wuyin was dressed in white, standing on the city wall, looking at the back of that hurriedly going away, there was nowhere to express the pain in his heart, he could only watch her getting farther and farther away from him until he could no longer see her.

Ling'er, you once told me that no matter what, you can stay by my side, but what is it now?
It turns out that you can also abandon this seat for a man, once and now, and now.

Ling'er, Ling'er, do you want to come back to me after he disappears?

His eyes stayed in the direction she left for a long time, until the white mist cleared away, Yin Wuyin spread his palms, looked at the blue sphere rising from the center of his palms, a paranoid smile appeared on his handsome face, Jun Youming , would you please disappear once?
When Zhu Ling brought back the unconscious man, Linglong almost died of fright.

(End of this chapter)