The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

The look on his face meant that it was a bit inconvenient for Jiang Yunluo to hear these words.

Ling Fengshuo immediately understood and followed him back to his courtyard.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard Black Eagle say in a deep voice: "Before the prince lost his memory, he gave his subordinates a task, which was to investigate a magical stone in the princess's hand. Now I have found out something about it."

"Stone?"

Ling Fengshuo's eyes flickered for a moment, remembering this matter.

Black Eagle pretended that he couldn't remember it, and then described the magical jade stone that could make Gu insects active, and then said: "This kind of thing is really unheard of. I sent a letter back to my subordinates and asked people to inquire about it. I just found out that the stone...maybe..."

He hesitated for a moment, then continued: "Maybe it has something to do with the legend, it's called a spiritual stone."

"Spirit stone..."

Ling Fengshuo murmured to himself.

"Yes."

Black Eagle didn't quite believe in such legends, and just added: "It is said that she is quite spiritual and has some abilities that others cannot imagine. And the princess... seems to be collecting it secretly and asking Qiansi Pavilion for help. The rest, I can’t find anything anymore.”

That's enough information.

Ling Fengshuo pondered for a moment and waved his hand: "Go down."

"Yes."

Black Hawk turned and left.

Ling Fengshuo sat where he was, his mind beginning to surge like ocean waves.

Lingshi...

That jade does have spirituality.

She was originally from another world, so he was not surprised by what was happening to her now.

only……

Why did she collect these stones?

How many are there in total?

What will happen after gathering them all?

For some reason, Ling Fengshuo suddenly felt a little uneasy, mixed with a hint of sourness.

No wonder she is so close to Huayue...

If you just want to find something, his darknet can do it too!

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but take out the red strip of cloth hidden around his heart from his arms.

"free……"

He whispered the two words that had rolled between his teeth countless times, but his expression gradually became confused.

What kind of freedom does she want?

the other side--

Jiang Yunluo finished her meal in silence and really planned to take a rest.

As soon as he got up, he suddenly heard footsteps again in the courtyard.

This time it wasn't Ling Fengshuo.

But it was someone else.

"How did you come?"

Too lazy to open the door, Jiang Yunluo simply opened the window, leaned against the window frame and looked at the moonlight in the courtyard.

Since his return, the two rarely seemed to be alone together.

Huayue spent more time alone, saying she was recovering from her injuries.

Huayue smiled after hearing this, walked closer, and followed her example, leaning against the window and saying, "I suddenly remembered something and wanted to ask you."

"Huh? You ask."

Not understanding what he had to ask, Jiang Yunluo became interested.

Then I heard him say: "Do you still remember that you wrote a wish-making note before, where is it now?"

"Cloth?"

Jiang Yunluo was startled when she heard this and looked puzzled: "What kind of cloth? When did I write something like that?"

Unexpectedly, she really didn't remember anything at all. Huayue couldn't help but remind her: "After the drought was over, I took you to a wishing tree, and you were..."

"Oh! You said that!"

Before Hua Yue finished speaking, Jiang Yunluo had already remembered it.

Then he said with a smile: "I finished writing my wish and was about to hang it up, but Ling Fengshuo suddenly rushed out and started a fight, didn't they? That banner..."

She recalled it carefully for a long time, but she couldn't remember any more details anyway, so she said casually: "It probably fell on the ground and was blown away by the wind or was cleaned up. Why do you suddenly ask about this?"

Huayue also smiled indifferently: "It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of it and wanted to ask, what did you write on it at that time?"

"It just wrote the word freedom, don't you remember?"

If I remember correctly, he was watching her write it at that time.

Always feeling that the person in front of her was a little strange, Jiang Yunluo couldn't help but look at him suspiciously: "Why are you acting weird today..."

"Have it?"

Huayue's leaning movements became more and more lazy, and she joked calmly: "I just suddenly thought today that it would be nice to have a wishing tree in this palace. You are going to succeed the throne soon, why don't you order one to be planted now?"

It was good that he didn't mention the succession, but when he did, Jiang Yunluo's mood, which had recovered a little, became a little dull.

This throne is simply a hot potato.

In fact, the best candidate in her mind is Mu Li.

But I also knew that he would definitely not accept it.

She couldn't think of a foolproof solution, so she could only put it off again and again.

"Why don't you talk?"

Seeing her sudden silence, Hua Yue suddenly moved closer.

Unlike Ling Fengshuo, who always had a cold smell, Hua Yue seemed to always smell the fragrance of flowers.

As the familiar breath approached, Jiang Yunluo subconsciously leaned back.

Her evasive movements did not escape his eyes.

Her eyes were suffocated, and Hua Yue's fingertips holding the folding fan tightened unconsciously.

Then she said: "I'm a little tired and want to take a rest. You..."

"it is good."

Huayue was naturally not as clingy as Ling Fengshuo, so she agreed immediately.

After finishing speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and stroked the top of her hair.

He used to do this action a lot.

Now she felt as if she was stiff for a moment.

Before she could escape, he raised his hand and turned away.

A bitter smile spread from the corners of his lips to his eyes.

It turned dark again.

That piece of cloth... was in Ling Fengshuo's hand.

He had thought before that he might have recovered.

Otherwise, to him, the strip of cloth should be an object of unknown origin.

No matter what, he would not hide and peek alone.

It just happened to be related to her.

So, a few more days passed——

Mu Li came again.

In recent days, he almost had to spend time in front of Jiang Yunluo's eyes twice.

Make innuendoes or ask directly when she plans to hold the enthronement ceremony.

Jiang Yunluo once tentatively asked him what he thought about succession.

The reply he got was naturally that the other party was loyal and willing to devote himself to Beiming, but the throne had nothing to do with him.

Then he seemed to notice something. After this incident, people secretly increased the vigilance around Jiang Yunluo.

Jiang Yunluo was very angry.

Afternoon——

"I said I haven't been feeling well these past few days. If you mention this again, I will order you not to appear within a five-mile radius of me!"

Jiang Yunluo already felt dizzy when she heard the words "Enthronement Ceremony".

But this matter was another worry for Mu Li.

If he couldn't settle the matter for one day, he wouldn't be able to feel at ease for a moment.

After hearing this, Mu Li argued with reason: "You have been handling the affairs of the government for many days, and it is no different from taking the throne. The enthronement ceremony is just to announce to the world, let Beiming and other countries know that you are a real empress, why do you still delay it? Delay further?”

The voice just fell-

"Anyway, I'm not ready yet."

Jiang Yunluo was helpless, knowing that she could not let go no matter what.

If you really take this seat.

It would be difficult to come down again.