Chapter 250 (1/2)

Broken petals, sprinkled with bright light, as if gently held into the most gentle arms, it is delicate in the arms of the light trembling, low breathing. Broken petals, so distressing, it seems to cry in a soft voice, as if to know that their last moment of life, but also reluctant to leave the world.

The most reluctant, because is that accompanies in its body side, all day long does not abandon snow white fox Linger.

Xiao Xi stretched out Qian Xi's hand and stroked the fluffy snow tail. The snow tail trembled in her hand, like sad, sad and crying. Day by day, who can say that linger does not understand the sadness of tanlinghua? Pain of Tanling flower?

A variety of mixed emotions, magic from the tail into her heart. At this moment, Xiao Xi suddenly realized that the spirit ear was a mirage of her tail. It was a gift given to her by purple clothes, which solved the problem of her tail and helped her to hide her identity as a fox.

She didn't know where the purple dress was? How did he do it?

Purple, as if a magical existence, until now, she felt in a trance.

Xiao Xi seems to be unable to control the tears in her eyes, drop by drop, crystal clear, each drop, reflecting the shadow of Tanling flower.

In her tears, there are Tanling flowers.

Suddenly.

Tanling flower broken, broken into a little starlight, like to leave forever, forever disappear.

”Huahua...”

Xiao Xi seems to hear the voice of her heart breaking, tears flow more fierce, this is the heartache of linger, is also her heartache.

Like a knife, it seems that there is something important in life that will be lost.

Eight fluffy white tails trembled in front of her, as if in a sad cry.

If someone comes in at this time, I'm afraid that she will be scared out of her wits. Where is the girl in this bed? Clearly is a fox spirit with eight tails!

The broken light of Tanling flower lingered in Xiao Xi's hand for a while, and finally disappeared.

Eight fluffy tails, gradually shaking, as if in tears.

But no one found that a delicate and holy Tanling petal was hidden in Xiao Xi's eyebrows.

I don't know how long it took.

Eight tails hang behind Xiao Xi. Xiao Xi's eyes are red and swollen. Her fingers are on the brocade quilt, and her eyes are cold and firm.

She won't let tanlinghua disappear in vain.

……

The palace.

”Emperor, please make decisions for the old minister.” The old Confucian knelt down in front of the emperor in tears, as if he had grown old all of a sudden. He continued: ”the dog son did not know where to offend the Regent. He locked the dog in the dungeon of the Regent's mansion. He would not let the dog go as the old minister asked him. The old minister is such a legitimate son. If something goes wrong with him, I will not be able to explain it to the ancestors after a hundred years

Don't say that after a hundred years, if he can't rescue his son, his wife and old lady will also force him to death.

The emperor looked at the Lingru kneeling on the ground. His brown eyes were slightly pondering. He was not happy. How could the prime minister's family have an accident at this critical moment? Or the legitimate son that Confucians care about most?

”Don't worry, Prime Minister. I will now announce the Regent into the palace and let him release Ai Qing's legitimate son.”

”Holy emperor, long live the emperor.”

He stood on the side of the emperor and devoted himself to the emperor. He deserved the emperor's protection. It doesn't mean that no one can do anything about it.

The emperor and Feng Ling Ran's fight, sooner or later, is to be fierce, he did not want his son to become a victim.

About an hour later.

Feng Ling ran into the palace, wearing a crimson Royal robe. The Dragon embroidered with black gold silk was coiled in front of his chest, and the colorful auspicious clouds were rising. As if flying to the sky, he could cultivate himself into a golden body and turn the Dragon into a dragon.

Feng lingran was born a noble man, and his aura was very strong. He went into the imperial study, glanced at Lingru standing on the side and looked at the emperor directly. Fenglingran was the real son of the dragon, and he was the Jiaolong who should not sit on the throne.

The emperor's hand is tight on the Dragon chair. If the Emperor didn't pass the throne to him at the beginning, it's OK! But now, since he is on the throne of emperor, he will sit still and have no reason to let him go out.

Feng Ling ran in after, slightly salute: ”do not know the Emperor Xuan this king to have what matter?”

Feng Ling Ran's attitude is very cold, even the bottom of the eyes flashed displeasure. No one has ever dared to be so presumptuous in front of the emperor. Only Feng lingran, the deceased emperor, made him Regent. He held the military power in his hand and read the memorials. His identity was no lower than that of the emperor.