Legend of Ling Tian

Lingtian followed the maiden around, and the distance was estimated to be three to four miles. Only finally saw the copper peacock on the top of Changle Palace who wanted to flutter. A small door opened here. The **** ladies who went out to do private affairs and were responsible for purchasing entered and exited through this door.

Led Ling Tian in, and the little maid pointed Ling Ling in a direction and left in a hurry.

Ling Tian was not polite, and broke straight into the inner courtyard.

Lin Tian's life for the first time before he had contact with the target, he transported the internal force consciousness, he must know whether the little princess of the Jade family is the wife and niece of the ritual Shangshu. If that person is really her, then there must be a master guard on her side. If you find that there is no master of that level, then it means that the wife and niece of the ritual Shangshu is not the little princess of the Yu family. In that case, it does n’t make sense for Ling Tian to go in or out, and will naturally turn around and leave.

Has approached the inner courtyard. Ling Tian's ears full of inner strength have heard the soft whispers in his ears, and he has smelled Qiluoxiang in his nose.

Take another ten steps forward, and has stepped into the inner courtyard, as far as the eye can see, in the green leaves and red flowers, there is a figure of a graceful figure faintly infested.

Ling Tian's mouth hung a faint smile, he had found two people. Although these two people were introverted, they could not escape Ling Tian's divine search. A restrained breath must be a master of the house! However, this level, this realm, although already qualified to let Ling Tian look sideways, can not be placed in Ling Tian's eyes.

Ling Tian thought secretly in his mind and compared his own, I am afraid that even the early morning can easily break the joint of these two people. However, in addition to Ling Jian, Ling Chen, and Ling Chi, who can win stably, the other portraits of 36 Iron-Blood Guards, I am afraid that they are only among them, and the weaker ones are even weaker, and even two people can join together to resist one.

There are two such people here. Ling Tian is almost certain that the so-called wife and niece of the ritual Shangshu is the little princess of the Yu family. Presumably, the third person who was a little weaker but not concealed was the little princess of the Yu family.

Lin Tian smiled in his heart, and walked towards the direction of these three people. Now, Ling Tian has recovered the internal power. With the ability of these three people, although Ling Tian is confident that they can't find their own breath, but it is also very expensive to use for a long time. Saving can save.

Surrounded by layers of green leaves, it is an extremely clean jade case. In front of the case, there is a small pond, and a strange rockery in the middle is surrounded by blue waves. Above, a few plants and flowers grow sporadically. In the blue waves, a group of red fish are swimming freely. On the edge of the pond, several weeping willows swayed in the wind, whirling and dancing.

Now, on top of the jade case, a piece of white rice paper is spreading on it. A girl in white is swaying to paint with a pen in her head. Looking from Ling Tian's side, she can't see how she looks. However, Ling Tian's dark cloud-like hair, her fragrant shoulders, and her slender waist that seemed to be gripped, it seems that even if the woman looks bad, she can't go there. And her demure and elegant style that exudes from the invisible, but only in Ling Tian's life.

This is an indescribable feeling. It is very ethereal, but it is very real. It can be felt, but it cannot be seen, but it clearly exists. In an instant, Ling Tian had only two words in his mind: Feng Zhi. Although the woman in front of her couldn't see her face, Ling Tian already felt that she could no longer be described as "style" or "style", and it seemed that only "style" could barely be described.

At a glance, Ling Tian had a strong interest in the woman who drew her head down! This feeling is the first time that even previous life and this life combined! And all these feelings come from a back! Ling Tian shook his head, this feeling, even he himself would not believe it.

Behind this girl stood three people. Three women. Two of them have slightly gray hair, and the other is about 40 years old. The third, like the painter, is also a young and beautiful woman. But Ling Tian didn't know it, it was estimated that it was the gold of the Libe Shangshu.

At the moment when Ling Tian appeared at the end of the trail, two middle-aged women turned their heads at the same time, and their two pairs of eyes looked towards Ling Tian like electricity.

Ling Tian just showed a trace of stunnedness, then nodded and smiled gently, and walked past gently.

This is the Chengtian Imperial Palace, and only people in the royal family can come here. The special circumstances made the two women who turned around and looked at Ling Tian instinctively think that Ling Tian might be a prince. After hesitating a little, they gave way.

The painting girl still didn't raise her head, she didn't seem to notice the arrival of Ling Tian.

Ling Tian held his breath, slowly approached the jade case, and looked at the case.

White rice paper is almost finished. The painting is the pavilion in front of me, the rockery pond has come to life, at present, the girl is painting the willow branch dancing with the wind. But the spring breeze dances the willow, the artistic conception is misty, the most difficult for the painter is to grasp the artistic charm of the painting. The girl seemed confused, frowning slightly, and was unable to write.

Ling Tian looked closely at the painting and saw that the girl's brushwork was skillful, but she lacked a spirit of agility. Although the painting was cool and kind, it was a little more rigid. Although everyone knows that this is the case for painting in the world, Ling Tian sighed slightly. Isn't it possible to draw a woman like Zhong Ling Liu Xiu like you?

Ling Tian accidentally sighed, but at the same time awakened the two women. One painter, one viewer. The two women looked up at him at the same time ~ www.readwn.com ~ To Ling Tian's surprise, the woman who was looking at her back was already the bell of heaven and earth, but when she saw her front face, it was her skin Dark, although not ugly, it is definitely not a beauty. Only the elegant and indifferent but indifferent eyes are still shining.

Lingtian's eyes saw her pair of slender and soft catkins that were warm and jade-like and white and white, and the half of the pink powder neck exposed.

The two women suddenly saw that at the location of the princess of a country where there should never be a man, there was an extremely handsome young son with swords and stars, not only unexpected. Suddenly, in addition to the prince, is there a boy who can come here casually?

The painting woman nodded slightly, greeted him, and said, "It seems that the young man's sigh is full of regret, somehow?" She didn't even ask Ling Tian's identity, just skipped this section. past. Of course, after fearing that the identity was revealed, that tedious ceremony would be even more troublesome. It would be better to pretend to be a peaceful encounter, and then go east and west to save trouble.

Ling Tian couldn't help but praise her for her cleverness, but since she didn't mention it, of course Ling Tian was too happy to mention it. Seeing her asking questions to herself, like an old friend for many years, did not see the pretentiousness of the average woman, and it seemed very generous.

Lin Tian smiled and said: "I don't mean much, just see the girl painting, no matter the pen, ink, and seal law are already a generation of masters, I really admire it."

The eyes of the two women light up at the same time, and the painting woman said: "Since this is the case, why do you regret it?"