"So, did you just learn about the twenty-year deadline?" Dong Heng looked at Feng Ling and asked calmly.

Feng Ling lightly tapped her head, a little confused, but she still said softly: "Just at noon today, I learned from Teacher Lin."

Dong Heng said nothing, his eyes closed, making Feng Ling unable to see his thoughts at all.

Feng Ling's doubts became deeper, but he couldn't say anything specific, but he just felt a little strange.

Dong Heng didn't say anything, and she could only stand there quietly and wait, thinking about her own thoughts.

He quietly looked at the sitting man with his own light.

A complicated emotion couldn't help but rise.

Do you love him?

Of course, I don’t love you. How could she love such a domineering, unreasonable, moody man who regards women as subjects?

Even though he has many advantages, such as being talented, peerless in talent, amazing achievements, promising future, giving people a sense of security, etc., but she knows very well that she will not fall in love with him.

He wouldn't love himself, he was just one of his women.

But she knew better that she could no longer live without him and would follow this man throughout her life.

He will live with him, or even die with him, and will focus on him, but he will not fall in love with him.

As for why this is the case?

Because he is her man.

A somewhat sad reason.

But this is the fate of a woman, and she also accepts this fate.

Her only hope now is that she will never say it. This man can be nicer to her, that's all.

I'm afraid this is also the hope of all the women in the harem.

Although in her sanity, this hope is extremely ridiculous.

After all, Isn’t it ridiculous to hope that a ruthless and iron-blooded emperor is better to a woman?

But sometimes, no matter how smart or rational a woman is, she is very childish and ridiculous.

Dong Heng didn't know Feng Ling's complicated thoughts, and he didn't want to know either.

Twenty years.

These five words circled in his mind. Combined with various information, as expected, the so-called peerless strong man who protected Daheng set a deadline for the seventh-level strongman, and he was not allowed to enter Daheng within twenty years.

Only this statement can explain everything.

But why did that person do this?

Other forces and people don’t know the situation, but he knows that this person has nothing to do with him.

Then why?

A certain minister who protects Daheng?

What treasure is there? It will take twenty years to discover?

What is the other party’s purpose?

A sense of urgency hit his heart. He never sat there and waited for death, nor did he think about things in the better. He would only think about everything in the worst, thereby killing all hidden dangers.

Ten years, ten years are still there, which is the so-called twenty years.

Even if that person won’t do anything to Daheng, those seventh-level powerful people will definitely enter Daheng.

Thinking of this, the fierce aura in my heart gradually rose and suppressed it again.

He opened his eyes, stood up, and said lightly: "Continue to keep in touch with Yude Academy, tell me what you have if you have any words." After that, he walked out.

"Yes." Feng Lingfu responded with a tribute, and frowned in his heart as Dong Heng was about to leave, and subconsciously said, "Don't the king stay here?" As soon as he said that, a red glow rose on her face, secretly scolding herself for being ashamed.

Dong Heng paused and said lightly: "No."

Feng Ling's face subconsciously felt a little disappointed, and Dong Heng immediately added, "Come again next day."

Feng Ling's face improved a lot, and he sent Dong Heng out to salute and said, "I respectfully send you to the king."

Looking at Dong Heng's departure back, Feng Ling felt shy about what he was thinking just now and seriously warned that this was wrong.

She knew that it was not because she fell in love with Dong Heng, but because she was a woman in the harem, and she was just a sign of competing for favor.

Suddenly, looking at the direction where Dong Heng disappeared, my heart moved. This direction is Qingyun Palace!

Although I don’t love that man, I have lived in the harem for nearly ten years and married couples for nearly ten years.

It still made her feel a little sour.

In this huge harem, if there is really a woman who can be taken seriously by the king, the only one in Qingyun Palace is!

I don’t know how lucky she is!

What a misfortune!

Qingyun Palace.

In the harem, this is the most noble place, and it is also a place where almost all the women in the harem are envious, jealous and hated.

Dong Heng, who was a little irritated and depressed, subconsciously came here.

"Sister Qing, why do you always embroider these things? Does the king like it very much?" A voice with a hint of childishness rang out.

"It's nothing, it's just embroidered to pass the time." Li Qinglu smiled softly and said gently.

"The king is here~~!"

With a rather sharp sound, Qingyun Palace suddenly started to move.

"I will see the king."

"Get up." Dong Heng said to Li Qinglu and Dudu who came out to greet him.

After these years, Li Qinglu has not changed, but her gracefulness and inexplicable maternal brilliance have become stronger.

And Dudu, a simple girl, has not changed much. Apart from growing up, her personality is as simple as before, she is well protected by Li Qinglu and Li Ruohua.

In the harem, this girl has the best relationship with Li Qinglu, and it is common for her to stay here at night.

After sending Dudu back to his place, Dong Heng waved everyone else and sat there to read a book, a book about imperial martial arts.

He destroyed the Tianlian Sect and fifteen low-level forces, as well as the three Lei brothers and others. He collected more than ten books with the imperial-level martial arts alone.

Of course, his real purpose is not to comprehend martial arts, but to find a place to truly calm himself down.

There is no doubt that Qingyun Palace has become such a place since when.

Only half a foot away, Li Qinglu sat there embroidered the things on her hands.

They have experienced this situation many times, and they don’t think it’s anything, they are doing their own things quietly.

Although I never understood the heart of the man next to me, Li Qinglu had long stopped exploring it deliberately.

She just needs to do her own thing well, for example, now, embroidering the things in her hands and quietly accompanying her husband.

This is also what she likes to do most over the years.

The night was getting deeper and deeper. At some point, the two of them were already lying on the bed. Dong Heng quietly hugged the gentle body in his arms, thinking about his own affairs in his heart.

Li Qinglu gradually fell asleep.

Suddenly, Yu Guang inadvertently looked at the soft and peaceful face in his arms, and a faint smile passed away in the blink of an eye, as if it had never been.

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Chapter completed!