Dressed as a tyrant and kissing the little queen

Chapter 251 Li Song 2
Qin Luoyu didn't intend to interrupt him, and walked lightly to Lord Ling's walk, and sat down as well.

This sitting almost didn't make her jump up, the white marble steps are really cool.

It felt like sitting on a piece of ice, it was so cold.

The stone steps are so cold, the coldness in the hall is even more conceivable.

She couldn't help but looked up at Ling Junxing.

The man didn't seem to notice her coming, so he didn't even lift his eyelids, but continued to play the tune with his eyes lowered indifferently.

Jueying said that he played this song in the hall for a long time, so he must have been sitting here for a long time, doesn't he feel cold?

Qin Luoyu endured the cold, and when he finished playing, he was about to speak, but unexpectedly, Ling Junxing started the single cycle as if seamlessly connected.

Qin Luoyu listened to it over and over again, but he couldn't find a space to interrupt the sound of the flute.

This hall is as cold as an ice cellar, after sitting like this for a while, the cold seems to have penetrated into the internal organs, and people are shivering a little.

Qin Luoyu wondered if this person had a tendency to masochistic. In such a cold day, sitting in this ice cellar-like hall and playing the flute, he could not move it for several hours.
Well, the lung capacity is really good, but there seems to be something wrong with the brain.

She was quite speechless, so she simply stood up, bit the bullet, and coughed lightly.

The sound of Ling Junxing's flute paused, but he didn't raise his head, he just said coldly, "Go out."

Qin Luoyu: "."

Is this treating her as a bodyguard?
Instead of leaving, she took two steps forward slightly.

The man frowned fiercely: "I told you to go, didn't you hear?"

This furious shout made Qin Luoyu tremble. It seems that Ling Junxing is really in a bad mood today, quite bad.

But now that she's here, she can't just get out of here in such a disheartened manner.

After settling his mind, Qin Luoyu whispered, "Your Majesty."

Ling Junxing raised his head suddenly, and when his eyes fell on the girl, he was stunned, the evil spirit in his eyes subsided a little, but his tone was still a little stiff, "Why are you here?"

"The emperor has not returned to the bedroom for a long time, and the concubines are worried, so come to see the emperor"

Qin Luoyu walked up to Ling Junxing, glanced at the bamboo flute in his hand, and changed the subject calmly: "This bamboo flute is so beautiful, can I show it to my concubine?"

Ling Junxing stared at her for a long time, and after a while, he finally handed her the bamboo flute in his hand.

Qin Luoyu took the bamboo flute, pretended to look at it for a long time, pretending to be amazed: "Is this bamboo flute made by the emperor?"

Ling Junxing gave a faint "hmm".

"It turns out that the emperor will do this, the emperor's hand is too clever."

Qin Luoyu stroked the bamboo flute, blinked, "Your Majesty, can you give this bamboo flute to my concubine?"

Lord Ling looked at her steadily.

"Forget it, forget it, the emperor's things, how can the concubines want them?"

She returned the bamboo flute to Ling Junxing as if talking to herself, her tone was a little regretful, "Let's return it to the emperor."

Ling Junxing's expression was almost indifferent and calm, and his black eyes were secretive, as if he wanted to see her heart.

Just when Qin Luoyu bit the bullet and was about to open his mouth to make amends, the man slowly looked away, and said lightly, "If you like it, take it."

Qin Luoyu immediately put away the bamboo flute obediently, and smiled: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Xindao lost the bamboo flute, let's see how you play it.

But Ling Junxing was in such a bad mood, and he really gave it to her if she asked for a bamboo flute. Qin Luoyu immediately gained a lot of courage.

After a little hesitation, she took the initiative to pull Junxing's hand: "Your Majesty, it's getting late, let's go back and rest, okay?"

As soon as she touched Ling Junxing's hand, she couldn't help hissing. His hand was as cold as the white marble steps.

She restrained herself rationally and didn't shake off, "Your Majesty, it's so cold here, let's go back, shall we?"

Ling Junxing stared at her again with that dark and deep gaze, looked at her for a long time, and then nodded.

Then, Qin Luoyu took Ling Junxing's hand all the way back to the bedroom.

Inexplicably, there was a feeling like taking an uneasy child home.

As soon as he entered the dormitory, Qin Luoyu hurriedly ordered Chanjuan to bring the smoker over, held Ling Junxing's hand and put it on the smoker: "Your Majesty, hurry up and warm up."

Turning around, he poured another cup of hot tea and handed it to Ling Junxing: "Drink some more hot water."

Mr. Ling can't accept it.

Qin Luoyu insisted, "Your Majesty, your hands are so cold, you must have been frozen just now, drink something hot, it will make you feel better."

Ling Junxing's eyes fell on her, with a hint of meaning.

Qin Luoyu wondered: "Why does the emperor look at me like that? There is nothing on my concubine's face, right?"

"When I was young, there was one winter. I stayed most of the night in the rock cave next to the lotus pond in King Zhao's Mansion. It was very cold that night, and the water in the lotus pond froze."

Ling Junxing's voice was very low, as if he remembered something very long ago in his memory.

Qin Luoyu was stunned for a moment. Beside the lotus pond in the West Garden of Prince Zhao's Mansion, there is indeed a viewing cave made of Shoushan stones. There is a waterfall in front of the cave. In summer, the murmur of water is very cool.

But what is he doing in the waterfall cave in winter?
Can't help but ask: "Why does the emperor stay there? Isn't it cold?"

Ling Junxing said slowly: "It's cold. But I don't want to go out."

That was a night that he still remembers deeply until now, and when he thinks about it many years later, he can still feel the bone-chilling chill of that night.

Qin Luoyu was stunned and said, "Why?"

Ling Junxing was silent and did not speak.

Why.How will he answer this question.

Could it be said that he witnessed the ruthless means of fighting for favor in the harem with his own eyes, through the hands of an ignorant child, the cruelty spread to the innocent third brother, so that it caused an irreparable tragedy, and this tragedy was caused by him Made by the queen mother who always thought she was indifferent to the world?

Seeing his silence, Qin Luoyu knew that there might be some secrets that should not be understood by outsiders, so he didn't press the question, but changed his tone, and said, "My concubine guesses, it must be the old steward who found the emperor and took him out, right?"

Ling Junxing glanced at her, "No. It's Miss Zhong."

Qin Luoyu: "."

Oh, no wonder it's so fresh in my memory.

"Miss Zhong is also like you today. She took my hand and went back to the room. She warmed my hands with the smoker and made me drink a whole cup of hot tea."

Qin Luoyu: "."

Lord Ling was about to drink up the hot tea in his cup, and looked at her meaningfully: "I'm done drinking."

Qin Luoyu took the cup and said casually, "Well, your majesty is good."

Ah bah, no, what lines did she say, she is dizzy.

Quickly coughed twice, "Well, what Chen Qie means is that it's good for the emperor to finish drinking. Later, the emperor will go to bed early, and Chen Qie will let someone make the bed for the emperor."

She turned around to run, but Ling Junxing grabbed her sleeve with his hand, stared at her, and said nothing.

(End of this chapter)