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Jingyu leaned on the couch and quietly looked through the books in her hand, as if she hadn't heard him at all. Her delicate and refined little face was calm but also calm.

Rong Ling looked at her quietly for a while, turned to look at Bai Yuqin who was placed in front of the screen, and a trace of remembrance flashed through his eyes. He slowly turned around and walked over, sitting on the ground in front of the Qin.

The fingertips gently pluck the strings, and the pleasant tune slowly flows out from under the fingertips, gentle and lingering, hot and strong, with a little anxiousness in depression. In addition to the deep emotions, it seems that all painful repentance has been integrated into it. Only one song "The Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" is deeply depressed and sad, and it is sad and confused.

But undoubtedly, his piano skills are excellent, and the piano is also good, so the music played is very nice, intertwined with all the emotions, which moves those who hear it.

Unfortunately, the listener of the piano is a ruthless person. He will neither be moved nor have any other feelings.

"Xi'er still remembers...what promised me before?"

At the end of the song, Rong Ling raised his eyes to look at the lazy but calm girl.

Jingyu didn't say anything, Rong Ling said slowly, "Xi'er said, if my story is well told, I'll allow me to come here to pay my respects at any time."

Jingyu finally picked her lips, and she was indifferent and sarcastic curve: "Aren't you leaving? Why don't you ask for peace?"

Rong Ling Weimo, "...I will come back."

"Where are you doing the palace?" Jingyu's tone was very light, so light that there was no fluctuation.

Putting down the book in her hand, she casually curled her lips: "Yes, with your ability, the mere Nan Clan Palace will naturally not stop you. It should be said...Where is this place in this palace?"

Rong Ling was silent.

"Rong Ling, which of us do you think is better?" The rosy cherry lips picked up playfully, and Jingyu held her cheeks with a little interest. "Why don't we bet and see if you have a chance to step into this palace again in a year?"

"...I won't compete with you." Rong Ling lowered his eyes and whispered, "I would rather lose than compete with you."

"That's great." Jingyu said, "Don't show up in front of me again in the future-"

"Xi'er!" Rong Ling's voice was tense, his hands were clenched on his side, restraining his excitement, and slowly stood up and walked to Jingyu, "I'll go back to retreat to heal my wounds, and handle the affairs of the clan well, and then... I'll be fine if I'll be able to atone for you for the rest of my life?"

Atone for a lifetime?

Jingyu looked at him silently for a moment, and after a moment, her red lips slightly opened: "Rong Ling, are you addicted to being a slut?"

Rong Ling looked at her with her eyes down, are she accused?

Yes, he is just a slut now. If he is a slut, he can get the opportunity to stay by her side, he is willing to be slutty.

The faint and mocking color dyed the eyebrows, and the clear eyes as clear as ice and snow still felt cold and ruthless. "The noble and unparalleled dragon clan emperor needs to compromise so much? Who can show this pitiful look? Let your subordinates see it, where will you put your face?"

"Do I still need face in front of you?" he said, "If I give up my face, this noble identity, and a whole body of cultivation, I will not frown."

"Is that true?" Jingyu smiled coldly, "Since that's the case, if I don't help you... I don't seem to be sorry for your poor bones. You can come back in a year - but your identity will no longer be a companion, but a servant of my palace. You can consider it yourself."

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