Ling Tiansu looked down at Chu Xuan who was tidying up her clothes for him and asked, "Song Ying is dead."

Chu Xuan's movements that were sorted out did not stop these four words, and she said calmly: "Yes."

"The Song family was destroyed."

"Um."

"You hate me?"

Chu Xuan finally stopped moving, looked up at Ling Tiansu seriously and said, "Hate."

She smiled and cried: "I hate the war four years ago. I hate myself for not knowing people. I also hate myself for being useless and unable to help the princess, but instead put her in danger."

As she said that, she wiped her tears and smiled slightly at Ling Tiansu, but the tears were not dry.

"But I have never felt resentful of everyone here because of the Song family. It would be better to say that it is because Song Ying has arrived many years ago that I have realized the status quo. It is very good here, and it is an excellent start for the princess."

Ling Tiansu nodded and said nothing more. From Chu Xuan's attitude, it can be seen that she had already come out of this matter.

After leaving the attic, Luo Qingyi was already waiting under the peach blossom tree in the courtyard, with Xuanhuang robe holding Chengying in her arms.

The dark hair was scattered, dancing and flying in the morning breeze, and the sound of the wind was rustling, but she was so beautiful.

But Ling Tiansu had no way to enjoy the quiet scenery of the morning, but frowned slightly and said, "You are going today too?"

Luo Qingyi nodded: "You have to go."

Ling Tiansu shook his head helplessly: "Forget it, let's do it."

In the early morning, it was not dawn, but the Tingyuxuan at the end of Dongque Street was grand enough to illuminate the entire Tongyou Long Street.

The guests kept entering the pavilion, and the flowers seemed to be as rich as the long night to Qingming Festival.

Ling Tiansu brought Luo Qingyi into Tingyuxuan, and under the leadership of Bai Siquan, he found his own special seat.

As soon as Ling Tiansu's butt fell, he felt a chill gaze.

He raised his head in confusion, and saw that at the top of the long guest seat, his grandfather arrived early, sitting there looking at Ling Tiansu and Luo Qingyi with a look of regret.

I think it was because the old man was very angry after he and Luo Qingyi escaped from the bedroom privately.

But now there are all the guests in the hall, even if Ye Chenfu is not good for a public attack, but his face is very ugly.

Ling Tiansu blocked the back of his hand on the corner of his mouth and whispered to Luo Qingyi: "Do you think he will block us at the door of Tingyuxuan after today's banquet?"

Luo Qingyi couldn't stand Ye Chenfu's gaze, and turned her gaze slightly, looked at Ling Tiansu's side face and said seriously and confidently: "Don't doubt it, it will definitely."

During a simple conversation with Luo Qingyi, major figures such as the dean of the main college came to the table one after another.

And all those big guys bring their own direct or important juniors.

Ling Tiansu saw many young children who were rescued by him in ancient places that day, namely Yishan.

Most of them saluted him silently and respectfully. When there was no more ten thousand tests in their eyes, the hostility of shouting and killing that was exposed by his identity as monster beast.

A small number of people, such as He Jue from the He family and Meng Ziyu from Xiaozhu College, still have a cold expression.

It seems that I don’t want to have too much interaction with Ling Tiansu, and even my simple eye contact is very stingy.

Ling Tiansu didn't care much about this.

What he cares about is that His Majesty, who has not appeared at this banquet for a long time, has gone.

The Lord sat on the top and looked at the dressed queen sitting alone, and no matter how he looked, he felt a little pitiful.

Lingtian Su Jing admired this banquet and sat down to see the undercurrent crisis behind the wealth and glory that was intertwined.

For example, in this warm and gentle land, the scent of fruit fragrance and even the fragrance of beauty... cannot conceal the strong stench of corpse coming from the Zhao family seat, which is so incompatible with such banquets.

But for the nobles participating in the banquet, they seemed to have become accustomed to this stench of corpse and were unaware of it.

The chat and laughter were still in harmony as usual.

Of course, the stinking smell of the corpse does not mean that the ancestor of the Zhao family is indeed a corpse.

As far as Ling Tiansu knows, Zhao Yunbi, the ancestor of the Zhao family, practiced different skills and gathered with corpses all day long.

After so many years of silence, everyone thought he should sleep with the corpses, but he actually crawled out of the grave again?

It's no wonder this body is so strong.

The forces of various major families sat across the table, while those scattered single forces were made up of a simple single and double mat like Ling Tiansu and Luo Qingyi.

The most eye-catching single seat was the seat where the envoy of Fang Beili was.

Today he did not take his followers to serve him, sat alone, neither tasting tea nor scrutinizing.

Instead, he was holding a black bronze mirror in his hand, and focused on his blurry reflection in the mirror.

Ling Tiansu looked at the black bronze mirror in his hand, smiled coldly, and said nothing.

The seat of the Taoist Sect of Life and Death, Wang Yuan, who had always been low-key, actually appeared in Tingyuxuan.

His disciple, Xu Ruifeng, was serving wine by his disciple, and didn't talk much. He was just a polite and polite smile when asked for drinks and chats with others, and did not talk much.

Xing's father Wang Yuan took the wine glass filled with Xu Ruifeng, smiled and made a respectful gesture towards Ling Tiansu, and then drank the wine in the glass in one go.

Ling Tiansu also gave him a generous response.

Xu Ruifeng's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, and he looked at Xing's father Wang Yuan with a complicated expression, and then lowered his head with a little sadness.

It is very common to happen in such a banquet.

But this scene happened to Wang Yuan, who was very different.

For a moment, the sound of chopsticks and wine glasses was heard constantly.

They all know that the Ye family's princess made great achievements in the border battle.

But I never thought that a junior could actually make Xingfa Wang Yuan look at him so differently.

Suddenly, someone communicated nervously and quietly: "Does this Lord Wang Yuan have any younger niece? He also liked the prince?"

"Oh my God? I attended this banquet today to seek a happy marriage for the noisy little girl in my family. If even Lord Wang Yuan is involved in it, how can we do anything about us?"

"Don't panic. I heard that Lord Wang Yuan is alone and has no descendants in his later years, so it shouldn't be the case."

"That's why Lord Wang Yuan has taken a fancy to the prince's qualifications. Could it be that he intends to join the Taoist sect of life and death?

It’s no wonder. I remember that the ten thousand tests that day, even Lord Sword God named the prince to accept the prince as his disciple. It’s no wonder Lord Wang Yuan was so fond of him.”

"But isn't Xu Ruifeng arising from the Life and Death Sect?"

"Xu Ruifeng? Hehe..."

With a hehe, everything is indifferent.

Xu Rui, who was sitting beside Xingfu Wang Yuan, lowered his head even lower.

"I have been watching for so long... I haven't looked at His Majesty's figure?" Ling Tiansu finished drinking and suddenly muttered in a low voice.

Luo Qingyi picked up the tea and savored it as if bored. She raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Your Majesty has been there all the time."

Ling Tiansu looked around for a while, and said in confusion: "I've been there all the time? Where?"

Luo Qingyi pointed at the other side of the Ye family's face with her eyes.

Ling Tiansu looked at him and saw that many Ye family troops were headed by Ye Chenfu, with shadows hidden in the shadows, and the other military leaders also looked extremely strange.

While sitting in the crowd, Ling Tiansu's eyes flashed and he saw a middle-aged man.

He wore a scarf on his head, dressed in a literary style, and held a folding fan in his hand, his breath was restrained to a low-key level.

If I hadn't looked carefully, I wouldn't have seen that this low-key man was actually the dignified leader of the Great Jin Dynasty.

Ling Tiansu was speechless and thought to himself, Your Majesty, what are you playing?

If you throw your queen away from your lineup, you can do it.

Ling Tiansu glanced at the queen Zhao who was sitting on the main body with a playful look on it.

I thought that the scene prepared by the emperor today would be very surprising.

...

...

"Nine Princess, the man... has been brought here."

At this moment, Mu Ziyou was not in the private room of the four-story Tingyuxuan.

She was playing with the seal representing the power of Tingyuxuan's secret door in her hand, and lowered her eyes and looked calmly at the one-eyed man lying on the ground like a dead dog.

Her beautiful eyes reflected a cold and clear light, and her thin lips slightly opened, her tone was faint: "Fu Chong... For him, I'm afraid he is really an old friend."
Chapter completed!