For Tianlinhuang, this is not just the pain of losing a son.
He lost his favorite son, his only child who loved a woman deeply, and he also lost the heir who was most capable of building the entire Tianlin dynasty to its peak!
Perhaps, after hearing the news that Bei Chenyan still has a chance of survival, he can get better.
But Ling Xiyue didn't care, so what does this have to do with her? But thinking of Bei Chenyan, Ling Xiyue's cold brows softened a bit.
Now that she has her father's love and care, she can better understand the relationship between Beichenyan and Tianlinhuang. After all, he is Beichenyan's father. He cannot let Beichenyan know that he has lost his father when he wakes up.
Thinking of this, Ling Xiyue said calmly, "Grandpa, don't worry, he won't die."
At least for now, he can't die.
There are still things he needs to do!
Zhan Nantian said "Hey" and patted his knees, "What I'm most worried about now is you. Don't worry about these things for now. Grandpa can still handle the affairs in the court for the time being. There is also Prime Minister Lin. You can just take care of your injuries."
, let’s talk about other things.”
"Okay..." Ling Xiyue gave Zhan Nantian a reassuring smile, but her eyes darkened in the dark.
Yan, don't worry.
I will definitely protect your country for you!
Seeing his precious granddaughter looking in a daze, the old man felt heartbroken again.
He also knew that it would take more than a few words to make her feel better, so he smiled and stood up, giving her a little more space. "This period in the court has been very turbulent. Grandpa has just arrived, and there are still things to settle with General Ma."
Yun Yang and the others have discussed it, so they will go over first. You have a good rest, do you hear me?"
In the last two sentences, the tone became a little more serious and the explanation was very serious.
"I got it." Ling Xiyue turned around to "look" and replied seriously, word for word.
But as soon as the old man left the room, the faint smile that appeared on Ling Xiyue's face faded away. With a sharp and indifferent expression, she lifted up the quilt and stood up, walking slowly to the backyard by following the route she had memorized.
"Your Majesty?" Leng Feng was surprised when he saw Ling Xiyue coming back so quickly. Isn't the old man here?
Ling Xiyue walked up to him and said nothing more, just two words coldly, "Continue."
"Yes, yes." Leng Feng didn't dare to refute or ask any more questions, so he nodded in response.
Ling Xiyue continued to recover in her own way.
She wants to get better as quickly as possible!
She doesn't have that much time to lie down and take good care of herself, and she doesn't have that much patience to sit there and do nothing. She can only fill up the panic and worry in her heart by constantly looking for things to do.
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On the other side, Huangfu Haofeng, who was coming over to visit his daughter, ran into the old man head-on.
The first meeting between the two was also very unfriendly, and the situation was even more intense than the meeting with Zhan Yunyang.
Of course, Huangfu Haofeng was so patient with Zhan Yun Yang, not to mention Huangfu Haofeng, an old father of Zhan Nantian. He never fought back or scolded him, but kept admitting his mistakes and apologising, until Zhan Nantian was exhausted.
Tired of scolding, the two of them were speechless.
One sat softly and beat his chest, feeling distressed, while the other knelt down with tears and silent regret.
For Mr. Zhan, Huangfu Haofeng, who has the flesh and blood of his heart at this moment, feels even more sympathetically.
If his precious daughter ended up like this, he would probably go crazy. Not to mention beating the man who "brought harm" to her, even crushing him to ashes and sending him to the eighteenth level of hell would be an easy task.
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No matter what, it is difficult to relieve the hatred in my heart.
However, this state did not last for a few days. With Zhan Yunyang's mediation and Ling Xiyue's help, the old man finally understood and accepted Huangfu Haofeng. Of course, the most important thing was Ling Xiyue's attitude.
Her own daughter is gone, and the situation is irreversible. She can't stop Xiyue from denying her father, right?
During this period, Long Xiang and Xilan also calmed down. The Xilan dynasty suffered successive setbacks and was severely damaged in this war. In addition, the new emperor ascended the throne, and the situation in the DPRK was already unstable.
The ability to take advantage of opportunities to counterattack.
The Longxiang Dynasty suddenly became quiet, which seemed a little abnormal.
But if you think about it carefully, it makes sense. Although Bei Chenyan is dead and the Tianlin dynasty has been severely damaged, after all, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Today's Tianlin is like a sleeping lion, waking up at any time.
Possibility of biting.
Because after all, Ling Xiyue is still there, and the black fire she holds in her hands is Tianlin's most powerful guarantee now. Although Tianlin no longer takes the initiative to attack, if anyone comes to attack, the outcome is really unpredictable.
Therefore, at this time, it is best not to provoke anyone if you can.
What's more, now that Ling Xiyue has woken up, the two dynasties will find no opportunity to take advantage of it.xdw8
At this time, it is the wisest choice to recharge your batteries and find a way to decipher the mystery of the Black Fire. In addition, Xiling Mo Qian learned about Ling Xiyue's backstory through the Ghost Clan, which actually involved the Xue Clan and Huangfu
family!
If you are under the threat of a rat, you will not dare to act rashly.
Therefore, the three major dynasties maintained this strange peaceful situation.
But everyone can see that it is just a thin layer of paper floating on the surface, and it will break when you poke it.
The day this piece of paper is torn apart, I’m afraid the entire Zhongzhou world will recognize its master!
Time passes day by day.
It has been ten days since Ling Xiyue woke up.
The governor's mansion is heavily guarded and guarded, just like a royal palace.
Beside the mirror lake in the backyard, a girl in white sits cross-legged, like a sculpture, concentrating on the edge of the rockery, her eyes covered with a piece of white silk, tied behind her head, the snow-white ribbon fluttering in the biting night wind.
Leng Feng held a black sword and stood at the edge of the aisle.
After seeing the snow shadow approaching from afar, his lips moved and his brows changed.
Although Ling Xiyue told her not to let anyone disturb her, Leng Feng really wanted someone to persuade her master not to be so desperate.
Therefore, when he saw Nalan Xueyi coming towards him, his eyes changed for a while, and then he stepped aside, with a little prayer in his eyes, hoping that he would try to persuade Ling Xiyue.
Nalan Xueyi raised his eyes and looked at the woman on the rock, ignoring the cold wind of the cold night. His eyes were as thick as splashing ink and there was a sense of sourness and helplessness. He waved his hand to signal Leng Feng to step back first. He shook his head and walked over there.
Just as he reached behind Ling Xiyue, a stone came towards the breaking wind with a "whoosh" sound!
Nalan Xueyi raised her hand and caught it an inch away from his pupils. The violent force made his palms tingle, but he only slightly frowned, his beautiful face
There is no change.
That bit of pain seemed not to be in my hands, but somewhere in my heart.
Ling Xiyue turned her head suddenly, and through the white gauze, she could feel the fierce murderous intent in her eyes.
"Hey..." Nalan Xueyi sighed slightly and continued to walk slowly.
Hearing this voice, Ling Xiyue was stunned for a moment, "Xueyi..."
But it only took a moment before he returned to his original state, and after a faint cry, he turned around expressionlessly.