MTL - The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path-Chapter 176 Death knell

Lin Shu feels that sooner or later, Xiao Lingyang will become a famous prince with a spur from Ling Fengxiao.

As to whether Xiao Lingyang will be happy for this ... This is open to question.

Lin Shu: "Then ... wait for him to reclaim and you will recover."

"No." Ling Fengxiao whispered in his ear: "I masquerade as someone else, and I lose sight of it. I don't want to be such a person."

There are too many people in this group, Lin Shu plans to ignore him.

Continue on the night.

Lin Shu ignored Ling Fengxiao, and after a while, the man came to him.

"baby."

Lin Shu: "Huh?"

"You will talk a lot recently."

Lin Shu: "?"

He asked, "What?"

Ling Fengxiao said, "Did you not find out?"

Lin Shu: "I didn't find it."

Ling Fengxiao said: "You have asked me a lot of things in recent days. Such as," Will you restore the man? "," Will you return to the capital? "

Lin Shu thought for a while: "Well."

Ling Fengxiao continued: "It seems to say more."

Lin Shu dragged Zhao Ye's horsehair: "It seems so."

Ling Fengxiao: "It's true."

Lin Shu recalled that he did talk to Ling Fengxiao far more than he talked to other people, and also to Ling Fengxiao a few days ago.

As for the reason, he thought, it was gradually learned that he could talk to Ling Fengxiao normally.

If he speaks, Ling Fengxiao will continue. If he asks questions, Ling Fengxiao will definitely answer.

Over time, I got used to it, and felt subconsciously that it was safe to talk to Ling Fengxiao. You don't have to worry about the cold side, and you don't have to think about what is said to be out of date.

He was thinking like this, so he listened to Ling Fengxiao and asked, "Are you still a swordless man with no emotion?"

Lin Shu also pointed out, wiping out a sword.

Zhanran, cold, lonely high, like the snow on the top of the mountain, the cloud of the cold deep.

In the face of this sword, the whole person seemed to become a tiny dust in the eternal clouds.

Lin Shudao: "Yes."

Ling Fengxiao: "I don't believe it."

Lin Shu: "You have to believe."

Ling Fengxiao: "Let's believe it."

The gagging stopped, and he continued to rush southward according to the night.

The gate of the city was closely guarded by soldiers. Once the Phoenix order came out, it was unobstructed.

I arrived at the palace, but when I saw the silence of Miyagi, the maids walking by the wall were cautious, and the atmosphere was afraid to come out.

The emperor's residence was still there, and before entering the hall, he smelled a strong medicinal smell, mixed with the bitter and burning fragrance that neutralized the medicinal taste.

Ling Fengxiao, who traveled freely all the way, was stopped here by Tu Longwei.

"His Royal Highness," a black Tulongwei said, "Your Highness summons His Royal Highness, and instructs no one to enter."

Ling Fengxiao: "Father Huang is awake?"

"Exactly." After all, Tu Longwei was a subordinate of Ling Fengxiao for many years, and did not conceal anything: "His Majesty's original pulse was severed, but a quarter of an hour ago, he was suddenly awake and called His Royal Highness to enter."

"Just wake up." Ling Fengxiao relaxed a little: "I'm waiting here, you can continue to guard."

Tu Longwei said: "Yes."

Backing back a bit, Ling Fengxiao stood on the side of the hall door.

"Father Emperor will definitely arrange it properly and say that he will not be able to plan," Ling Fengxiao said. "This way, Xiao Lingyang's ascension will be much smoother."

Lin Shu: "If he doesn't want to ..."

Ling Fengxiao: "I will never let him know that I am male."

Ok.

If Xiao Lingyang knew that he was the only heir, then he would reluctantly sit on the throne.

But if he knew that his elder sister was not her elder sister, but her elder brother, she would have to push each other with Xiao Shao. No one would want to be emperor, leaving the courtiers and princes blank.

The back seat is vacant, and you can still write to the emperor. If the emperor is vacant, the ministers will probably stay as a chicken.

Lin Shufu slandered Ling Fengxiao and Xiao Lingyang, and returned to Ling Fengxiao.

Seeing him looking at the door of the temple, there seemed to be crickets in his eyes.

Xu Shi noticed Lin Shu's gaze, and Ling Fengxiao said lightly: "I have lived in Fenghuang Villa since I was young. Although I have only met him a few times, my father and emperor treated me very well."

Lin Shu: "... Um."

He doesn't have a father, and he doesn't know what people with a father think.

Although Ling Fengxiao and the emperor have only met a few times, they still have some feelings, and they are relatives.

But the lives of loved ones are dying, after all, it is not a thing that makes people happy.

About a quarter of an hour later, the temple door opened, and Xiao Lingyang came out, but he didn't notice them, holding on to the pillar beside the temple door, breathing a few breaths.

His face was a little pale, and his steps were a little embarrassing. Lin Shu felt that he might be about to inherit the throne and was a bit desperate.

Ling Fengxiao coughed.

Xiao Lingyang looked here like a frightened rabbit, saw Ling Fengxiao, and lowered his eyes unnaturally: "Sister."

Ling Fengxiao walked over: "Is the father okay?"

"Father Emperor ... It's okay," Xiao Lingyang said. "I was very energetic just now, but it's a bit bad now. I think it's going back to time ..."

Ling Fengxiao gave him a cold look: "Careful."

Xiao Lingyang didn't speak.

Lin Shu saw that his finger was scratching the post, it was an anxious action.

Ling Fengxiao apparently noticed: "What happened to you?"

Xiao Lingyang shook his head and ran away as fast as possible.

Lin Shu: "..."

Ling Fengxiao: "It's time to fight."

He went into the temple.

The emperor was lying on the bed with a faint complexion and heavy breathing.

Only now he would not allow anyone to enter. Now Xiao Lingyang has left the hall, the ban is lifted, the maids come in, and the queen also stands behind the screen, a shadow of a good deal.

This may be a difference in gender, Lin Shu thought.

Ling Fengxiao wore women's clothing, although she could have a look similar to that of the queen, but after all, she could only be an overbearing young lady, and she would not have such a dignified and plump manner.

Xiao Shao can go to the demon world at any time, and the queen only needs a screen, and the shadow under the curtain is the template of the world of the mother instrument.

She stood just like that, still, just watching.

The emperor's eyes opened, and his turbid eyes looked at Ling Fengxiao, and he coughed a few times, sounding like a broken bellows: "... Fenger?"

Ling Fengxiao approached, kneeling on his bed: "Father Emperor."

The emperor trembled and stretched out his hand like rotten wood, and seemed to be drawing the outline of Ling Fengxiao.

"You ... so big." The emperor said: "Like A Jin ... as a young man."

Speaking of the word "Ajin", the emperor suddenly stubbornly looked around hard, and then the whole person's expression became confused: "Ajin ... Ajin?"

Jin, the word, Lin Shu heard it. Just three hours ago, the owner of the Phoenix said one person, "Jin Mei". According to the context, this "Jin" had to be the queen.

But the emperor muttered "Ajin" muttering, but the queen always stood there, not moving, or coming forward. The subtle fragrance flows, and white smoke flows around her, lingering for a while, and then gently disperses.

Until Ling Fengxiao looked there, she said gently, "Mother?"

After the queen stepped out of the screen slowly.

The texture of her clothes is like the haze of the western sky. As she walks, the tassel of the phoenix crown shakes lightly, and the Chinese dress sways to the ground, like the clouds in Xihui, or the flowing gold at the end of the phoenix tail feathers.

But he could not see his expression, as if separated by a layer of mist.

The emperor's eyes stared at her direction, showing a crazy look.

Ling Fengxiao stepped back.

Trembling, the emperor held the queen's hand.

Judging by his expression and intonation, he was already very unconscious.

The queen looked down at him, her expression seemed only faint.

In any case, this situation is not a scene that younger generations can see.

Ling Fengxiao took Lin Shu out of the palace door and covered it gently.

The moment he covered it, he heard a word.

"Ajin, I ... I'm sorry--"

sorry?

Sorry what?

The sound stopped abruptly.

After more than half of Xiangxiang's time, I heard the death knell of the queen knocking nine times.

Another magistrate sighed.

"Your Majesty crashed-"