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In fact, Song Xianfang regretted it when he said it. All he knows now is just what Lanting just reported this morning.Song Xian himself knows that these are just superficial, and there are still many twists and turns that have not been investigated in detail.He just blurted out his words in a moment of impatience.

Just when Song Xianyan wanted to go down a step tactfully, Xiao Lingming's soft and affectionate face in private suddenly changed color, and something ruthless and ruthless was hidden under his seemingly beautiful and harmless soft skin looming.

Song Xian stared at Xiao Lingming for a moment, seeing him like this, he changed the chess game in a flash of his mind, intending to provoke him.

Song Xian smiled gently, his posture relaxed, "Ming'er, people at that time said that you are a person like father, who has been under your pomegranate skirt for so many years. I used to think so. Only now do I know, Royal Father left you like this..."

Song Xian said inch by inch since Xiao Lingming's golden hairpin was inserted at an angle, and he looked down at his extremely lazy and graceful bun. Yan Yan's misty half-closed eyes, then the straight and sharp bridge of the nose, finally fell on his plump crimson lips.

It's really a saying

A look that is unique for thousands of years.Song Xian sighed frivolously, only feeling that the terribly sour jealousy in his chest and abdomen was diluted by at least two points by the usual heartbeat at this moment.

Song Xian withdrew his gaze and said playfully under Xiao Lingming's indifferent expression, "Father puts you on display like this, every day he looks at you and thinks about Princess Qinghe who is not as good as you, not as good-looking as you, not as gentle as you... "

"How did you come here all these years? I think you are pitiful." Song Xian spoke angrily, speaking like love words.

But to Song Xian's disappointment, Xiao Lingming's face only changed when he said the first sentence, and then he calmed down his face minute by minute. When the emperor's harsh words fell, Xiao Lingming's face was already full It was no different from the soft and glamorous demeanor in the usual days, at most, there was still two points of indifference in the eyes.

I saw Xiao Lingming reached out his hand to touch the mountain and water fan on the desk, held it in his palm, shook Li Fu's outstretched hand and slowly got up, looked down at Song Xianping who was calm and cold, and said flatly: "It turns out that there is no one in Lanting lately." It’s all about exploring the past of Gu and the former emperor. The emperor has a good eye for employing people, and Lanting is a good one. You have dug up a lot of things that happened many years ago.”

As Xiao Lingming spoke, he glanced lightly at Li Fu, "Li Fu, you weren't clean enough back then."

Li Fu bowed, lowered her eyebrows and confessed, "Yes, I know I was wrong."

The voice of the Great Diao Temple has the unique softness of eunuchs, and at this moment, it floats in the confrontation between the new emperor and the Ming empress, not only does not alleviate it in the slightest, but it seems to add fuel to the fire.

Song Xiansheng's amorous and handsome facial features accumulated more and more coldness, Xiao Lingming held Li Fu's wrist with sharp knuckles, and the bright red sharp nails also followed him unconsciously tightened and pinched into Li Fu's body inch by inch. of flesh and blood.

Half a moment later, Xiao Lingming forced himself to slowly loosen Li Fu's hand, and Li Fu immediately turned his wrist, which was pinched with four bloody nail marks under Xiao Lingming's forceful restraint, into the vermilion palace robe In the loose big sleeves.

Xiao Lingming's bright red fingertips swept across the cuffs, and he seemed to close them casually, "Some things have passed, and the emperor should let them pass in a daze. But now the emperor insists on turning them out, so I wish you to come to Japan Don't regret it." After he finished speaking, he left Song Xian, who was sitting there with a gloomy expression, shaking his sleeves and leaving.

After Xiao Lingming and Song Xian broke up unhappy, he returned to Zhaoyang Hall, but he got off the chariot and walked slowly into the hall door. Before he took two steps on the outer corridor, his eyes suddenly became dark and he staggered two steps. It took Li Fu to hold her up so that she didn't really fall down.

Seeing him barely standing still, Li Fu raised his hand tremblingly to support his forehead, turned around and ordered firmly, "Go to the head of the Qianyuan." But as soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Lingming raised his hand to stop him, "No need. It's all right. .”

Xiao Lingming shook his head, dismissed all the palace servants, and only walked to the inner hall with Li Fu.

Xiao Lingming has been living in Hanyuan Hall almost every day for the past six months, and the already lifeless Zhaoyang Hall looks more and more beautiful but as cold as a coffin.Even the sweet and bitter aroma that has always lingered in it has faded in the passing time.However, to Li Fu's surprise, as soon as Xiao Lingming stepped into the inner hall, he took the incense box next to the incense holder and poured most of it in with a flick of his wrist.

Seeing him like this, Li Fu persuaded him: "It's just that your clothes are smoky, don't use them in this palace, after all, this thing..."

"After all what? It's been used for so many years, so let's do whatever we want." Xiao Lingming's eyelids closed gently, like a dying butterfly with broken wings. Is there anything that should not be let go, to seek longevity?" He said with his right hand that was not holding a fan, he gently grasped the deep black pouch on his waist since the late emperor left. .

Li Fu sighed, he really felt sorry for Xiao Lingming, "You can just talk to His Majesty, and His Majesty is just a young man who is jealous. The old slave knows that you can't go out, but I feel sad, but you always want to get along with Your Majesty in the palace."

The dense fragrance hovered upwards, and the emptiness enveloped Xiao Lingming in front of him, making his brows, eyes and face blurred. After listening to Li Fu's persuasion, he just smiled lightly, "I don't think about this anymore, At that time, I didn’t experience anything, and I was naive and confused when I did things. I felt that the sky and the earth were beyond the palace walls. How could it be so.” Xiao Lingming said and raised his finger gracefully, “It will always be there.”

"As for Song Xian, he doesn't want to investigate, so let him investigate. Let's see if those bad debts from the past are turned over, whether it is he or I who is in pain."

"The late emperor has the feeling of saving my life and the kindness of my upbringing. The late emperor can treat me whatever he wants." Xiao Lingming pursed his lips and smiled, but this smile made people feel inexplicably cold, "but Song Xian can't."

Li Fu looked at him with complicated emotions. The person in front of him was taught to be too "good" by the late emperor. He was trained according to the impeccable empress and concubine in the late emperor's heart. He was raised to be beautiful, gentle and gentle. Taught him to be able to hold the country, but he has no desire for power.

It's no wonder that the new emperor loves him, he is the one who has fulfilled all the desires of the emperors in the past.

——But where is Xiao Lingming?

Li Fu asked presumptuously without warning, "Are you jealous of yourself?"

Xiao Lingming suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes paused, but he suddenly smiled, with a sincere smile, "... Li Fu, you!"

He smiled and lowered his head gradually, pointing his fingertips on the ferocious beasts carved on the incense urn, his voice was low as if he was muttering to himself, "Song Xian...Song Xian..."