forced to fall in love

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Lingxi stood at the door, the temperature that had risen after practicing the sword, but because of that sentence, the temperature rose even higher.

The original intention of practicing sword is also to calm down her restless mood, but now not only is her mood not calm, but even more chaotic than before.

The outstretched hand only opened the fingers slightly, and then came back immediately.

When facing the black soul, Lingxi has never been so nervous, or rather it is her murderous intention to fight the black soul, leaving enough room for her.

But now she has to face the gods, and it is impossible to have a murderous intention, and some only have her irresistible obedience.

The night was dark, and the luxuriant light in the courtyard swayed with the night wind. When Lingxi raised his head, he couldn't see the bright moon hanging high in the sky. Instead, it was covered by clouds, blocking all sight.

The candlelight in the room was faint, as if it was about to go out.

Lingxi stood in front of the door, with the help of the light from the side to see through.

She was caught in a dilemma, unable to advance or retreat.

"Enter."

Suddenly a voice came from the room, like lightning and thunder that suddenly appeared in summer, helping her make a choice.

The breathing was heavy for a few seconds, and then the hot air that was exhaled dissipated in an instant.

Lingxi raised his hand, touched the cold wooden door, and made a small sound.

The door was slowly opened, and the halo in the room poured out, but it was like a ray of light illuminating her.

But there was no one on the main seat directly opposite, Lingxi lowered his head inexplicably, and saluted the empty main seat in front of him.

"Your Highness, I heard that you are looking for me."

"Well, come here."

The voice came from the side, the voice line was calm and undulating, although it was the same as usual, but right now, it seemed that there were ten thousand invisible tentacles clinging to her hand, ethereal and ethereal.

"Yes."

Lingxi stood up straight, but did not raise his head, and slowly groped for the sound.

Going around the placed seats and green plants, the more you walk in, the more you can smell the faint fragrance, and the hazy light around her envelopes her, which is both real and unreal.

Suddenly there was a bead curtain in front of her, and it fell to block her way.

Lingxi stopped immediately, and stepped back half a step imperceptibly.

"Your Highness, please tell me."

A voice from behind the bead curtain asked, "Is this palace a beast?"

"No."

"Then why is the son-in-law so timid?"

"I fear..."

Before Lingxi could finish her sentence, there was a word to stop her.

"I remember that Li Deli did not allow women to disguise themselves as men."

"...I'm afraid I'll disturb His Highness's rest."

"Really, can Su Rui tell the son-in-law why I called you here?"

Lingxi didn't know how to respond for a while, his body seemed to be frozen, stiff and afraid to move.

Compared to the black soul's corrosive pain, this is more like a kind of endless torture. It doesn't swallow it instantly, but bites it away bit by bit until it soaks into the bone marrow, dismantling people one by one.

"Come here soon, do you want me to personally invite the consort?"

"Yes."

Lingxi closed his eyes slightly, held his breath, and when he opened his eyes again, the emotions in his eyes were forcibly suppressed.

Lingxi stretched out his hand to open the bead curtain and walked in. Inside was where Zhao Qingsui slept. There were screens and some ornamental calligraphy and paintings. There was also an antique blue vase by the window, but the light inside was brighter than outside .

Zhao Qingsui was sitting at the round table in front of the bed with his hands propped up, his fair hands resting on his temples, and he was looking at her with his head tilted slightly, his eyes were clear, but there was a half smile on his lips.

But Lingxi quickly approached, only to realize that a more appropriate description should be, looking at her with a half-smile.

"Your Highness."

Lingxi bowed to her.

"It's really hard to invite a son-in-law. From outside the door of the palace to get here, it takes only a few dozen steps, but the son-in-law seems to have walked tens of thousands of steps."

"I dare not."

Zhao Qingsui glanced at her noncommittal, "Come closer."

Lingxi took a step forward, but subconsciously lowered his head.

Zhao Qingsui looked at her amusedly, reached out and tapped the map laid out on the table, and then made several crisp sounds.

"Are there any flowers on the ground? Look here."

When Lingxi raised his head, a clearly marked map instantly floated in front of his eyes. The word "capital" was impressively written above the town surrounded by a large circle. The large circle only occupied a small corner of the entire map, and most of them were scattered punctuation and signs outside the capital. winding road.

This is... a map of the outskirts of the capital?

"Last time you asked Su Rui to hand in the seal of the Palace, the secret guard came to report to a place outside the city, and found the same one."

The slender fingertips tapped on the map, and Lingxi followed it.

"Your Highness wants to take advantage of the encirclement and suppression when you look at the canal tomorrow?"

"Who is behind it is unknown, and it is still too early to encircle and suppress."

"Then what does His Highness want?"

Consonance met her eyes, and the bright candlelight outlined her clear outline from the side, and the loose hair behind her was inexplicably dyed with a soft feeling.

Zhao Qingsui didn't speak, just looked at her, his eyes flickering.

"I am willing to investigate." Lingxi cupped his hands.

"The Dali Temple attracts too much attention. The identity of the son-in-law is just to accompany me on inspections. The palace will send secret guards to assist the son-in-law."

"Yes." Lingxi thought for a while, and said with a slight frown: "Your Highness, the last time your little Highness was poisoned on your birthday, it is clear that the thief wanted to assassinate you, but you failed to do so, and you suddenly went out of the city to patrol at this time. Is it too risky."

"I think that His Highness can't leave the city at will at this time, or it is feasible to deploy more people to protect it."

Zhao Qingsui lightly tapped the table with her fingertips, and drew something invisibly, but kept her eyes on the person standing in front of her. After a long while, she regained her composure and said, "Well, what the son-in-law said makes sense."

"Then Your Highness..."

"But isn't there a consort?"

Lingxi's slightly parted lips remained still, but Zhao Qingsui suddenly got up and stood in front of her.

When Zhao Qingsui came over with his hand, Lingxi's pupils shrank instantly, and her footsteps were about to retreat, but she was restrained by her eyes.

One moment, the slender fingertips were touching the map on the table, and the next moment, they had reached Lingxi's neck.

The sound of the fingertips rubbing the fabric was shallow and light, but it was exceptionally clear when it reached the ears.

"Arranging thousands of guards is not as good as the personal guards of the son-in-law."

"In the entire Tai Tai, there is only one son-in-law. His name is right and his words are right."

Zhao Qingsui's words slowly, like steaming hot air gushing out of her neck, the scorching heat directed to the whole body along the throbbing carotid artery.

In an instant, half of the neck was dyed crimson.

Lingxi felt that the oxygen around her was exhausted and she had difficulty breathing, but at this time Zhao Qingsui asked her:

"What does the son-in-law think?"

Lingxi's eyes still looked forward, looking for a fulcrum at will, and when he opened his mouth, he suddenly felt his mouth dry.

"Your Majesty's will shall prevail, and His Majesty will be fully protected."

"Ah."

Zhao Qingsui suppressed her reaction, the corners of her lips curled up very quickly, her fingertips traced the straight collar of the uniform to the edge, and then wandered towards the collar seemingly like nothing.

"That's very good. From now on, the son-in-law will not have to go back to his room when he goes to bed."

"Your Highness, is this..."

Lingxi's whole body is emitting heat, and it seems that the blood will become hot in the next second.

"In the past few days, the royal father heard gossip, so he specially summoned the palace to the front of the palace, and told the palace that the son-in-law stays in Dali Temple on a daily basis, and he is busy with business, so the palace should give more comfort to the prince-in-law."

Lingxi was about to salute, but Zhao Qingsui had already stabilized her shoulders first.

Lingxi had no choice but to raise his hand, "His Royal Highness has always been very kind to his ministers, I believe the Holy Majesty will not believe such nonsense."

"Father doesn't believe it, but he has some complaints about us not being in the same room for a long time."

Zhao Qingsui's tone was calm, but she raised her eyes suddenly at the end, and Lingxi happened to meet her gaze, and when she looked in, the white cold mist immediately melted away.

Then Lingxi saw the huge chessboard hidden behind, and it was almost an endgame. Lingxi played the red side, and the black side flew the cannon in an instant, the general.

The moment the cannon hit the ground, through the flying dust, Lingxi saw the person standing opposite Chuhe Hanjie.

The hem of the light-colored clothes fluttered with the wind, but the gesture of raising his hand was like an unstoppable army, facing her from afar.

With just one glance, the corners of Zhao Qingsui's lips curved slightly, and the next second Lingxi played the red square, and the bishop covered by the cannon turned into ashes in an instant.

"Presumably the son-in-law will not make it difficult for me."

"My minister obeys."

Zhao Qingsui nodded slightly, looked up at her and said: "It's getting late, let's go to bed."

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