Qin Luoyu didn't intend to interrupt him, so he walked to Ling Jun's journey not far away and sat down.

She almost jumped up when she sat down, the white marble steps were so cool.

I felt like I was sitting on a piece of ice, and it was so cold.

The stone steps are so cold, and it is even more conceivable that the coldness in the hall is cold.

She couldn't help but look up at Ling Junxing.

The man seemed to have not even noticed her arrival, so he didn't even raise his eyelids, but his eyes were lowered indifferently and continued to play the song.

Jueying said that he had been playing this song in the hall for a long time, so he must have been sitting here for a long time. Don’t he feel cold?

Qin Luoyu endured the coldness. After listening to him blowing, he was about to speak, but unexpectedly, Ling Junxing began the single loop as if seamlessly connected.

Qin Luoyu listened to it over and over again, but couldn't find the gap to interrupt the flute.

The hall is as cold as the ice cellar. After sitting for a while, the cold air seems to have invaded the internal organs, and people are trembling a little.

Qin Luoyu thought to himself that Ling Junxing has a tendency to be self-harm? In such a cold day, sitting in this ice cellar-like hall playing the flute, but it would take several hours to play...

Well, my lung capacity is really good, but my brain seems to be a little problem.

She was speechless, so she simply stood up, gritted her teeth, and coughed gently.

Ling Junxing's flute sound paused, but he did not look up, but said coldly: "Go out."

Qin Luoyu: "..."

Is she treating her as a guard?

She didn't leave, but instead moved forward slightly.

The man frowned fiercely: "I told you to get out, didn't you hear me?"

This angrily shout made Qin Luoyu tremble. It seemed that Ling Junxing was in a bad mood today, quite bad.

But since she came, she couldn't just leave in shame.

After calming down, Qin Luoyu whispered: "Emperor..."

Ling Junxing suddenly looked up and was stunned when his eyes fell on the girl. The evil spirit in his eyes was slightly restrained, but his tone was still a little stiff, "Why are you here?"

"The emperor has not returned to the bedroom for a long time, so I'm worried, so I'll come and see the emperor..."

Qin Luoyu walked to Ling Junxing, his eyes flew over the bamboo flute in his hand, and calmly changed the topic: "This bamboo flute is so beautiful, can you show it to me?"

Ling Junxing stared at her for a long time, and after a while, he finally handed her the bamboo flute in his hand.

Qin Luoyu took the bamboo flute, pretended to look at it for a long time, pretending to be amazed: "Did this bamboo flute be made by the emperor?"

Ling Junxing said "Yeah".

"It turns out that the emperor can do this, and the emperor's hand is too coincidental."

Qin Luoyu stroked the bamboo flute and blinked, "Your Majesty, can you give this bamboo flute to me?"

Ling Junxing looked at her steadily.

"Forget it, I'm so happy to ask for the emperor's things."

She returned the bamboo flute to Ling Junxing as if she was talking, with a little regretful tone, "Let's give it back to the emperor."

Ling Junxing's expression was almost indifferent and calm, with his black eyes as if he wanted to see her in his heart.

Just as Qin Luoyu was about to ask for a few words to make up for it, the man slowly looked away and said lightly: "If you like it, take it."

Qin Luoyu immediately put away the bamboo flute as if he was good and smiled: "Thank you, the emperor."

I thought to myself that there was no bamboo flute, let’s see how you can blow it.

However, Ling Junxing was in such a bad mood, so he really gave her a bamboo flute. Qin Luoyu's courage immediately became much stronger.

After stumbled slightly, she took the initiative to go to La Ling Junxing's hand: "Your Majesty, it's so late, let's go back and rest, okay?"

As soon as she touched Ling Junxing's hand, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. His hand was so icy that it was as good as the white marble steps.

She just restrained herself with reason and did not let go, "Master, it's so cold here. Let's go back, okay?"

Ling Junxing stared at her with that dark and deep gaze again. After looking at her for a while, he actually nodded.

Then, Qin Luoyu took Ling Junxing's hand all the way back to the bedroom.

I feel like I'm holding a worry-free child home.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, Qin Luoyu quickly ordered Chanjuan to bring the incense burner, held Ling Junxing's hand and placed it on the incense burner: "Master, please be warm quickly."

He turned around and poured a cup of hot tea, and handed it to Ling Junxing: "Drink some hot water."

Lingjun walked but didn't answer.

Qin Luoyu insisted, "Your Majesty, your hands are so cold. You must have been frozen just now. Drinking some hot things will be better."

Ling Junxing's eyes fell on her, with a little meaning.

Qin Luoyu wondered: "Why is the emperor looking at me like this? Is there nothing on my face?"

"When I was young, one winter, I stayed in the rock cave beside the lotus pond in Zhaowang Mansion for most of the night. It was very cold that night, and the water in the lotus pond was frozen."

Ling Junxing's voice was very low, as if he was remembering something very long ago in his memory.

Qin Luoyu was stunned. There was indeed a viewing stone cave with the viewing stones piled up in Shoushan in the west garden of King Zhao's mansion. There was a waterfall in front of the cave. The sound of water in summer was gurgling, which was very cool.

But in the middle of winter, why is he staying in a waterfall cave?

I couldn't help asking, "Why did the emperor stay there? Isn't it cold?"

Ling Junxing said slowly: "Leng. But I don't want to go out."

That was the night he remembered very deeply until now. After many years, he could feel the coldness of the night.

Qin Luoyu said in surprise: "Why?"

Ling Junxing was silent but said nothing.

Why? How should he answer this question?

Could it be that he witnessed the ruthless means of competing for favor in the harem, through the hands of his unknowing child, cruelly affected the innocent third brother, and thus led to an irreversible tragedy. This tragedy was created by his mother who had always thought he was indifferent to the world?

Seeing that he was silent, Qin Luoyu knew that there might be some secrets that cannot be told to others. He did not ask, but changed into a relaxed tone and said, "I guess, it must be the old manager who found the emperor and took the emperor out?"

Ling Junxing glanced at her, "No. It's Miss Zhong."

Qin Luoyu: "..."

Oh, no wonder I still remember it so vividly.

"Miss Zhong is like you today, holding my hand and returning to the room, taking the incense burner to warm my hands, and making sure I finish drinking a whole cup of hot tea."

Qin Luoyu: "..."

Ling Junxing drank the hot tea in the cup and looked at her with a meaningful look: "I've finished drinking it."

Qin Luoyu took the cup and said casually: "Well, be good to the emperor."

Oh, no, what line she said is so dizzy.

He quickly coughed twice, "Well, I mean, the emperor will finish drinking. The emperor will rest early later, so I will let someone make the bed for the emperor."
Chapter completed!