The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

"understood, father. " In Xia Ling's palace.

"actually, you don't have to worry so much. As long as Duke Ling's Public House is fine outside the palace and I'm in the palace, nothing will happen to me. "

Father Ling was shocked. He didn't expect the young girl to say such words.

Xia Ling explained everything to Father Ling in advance.

"Father, now that I'm in the palace, many people say that I'm occupying the saint's favor, but the saint is my husband. He gave me the opportunity to occupy the saint's favor. Why should I persuade him to share the rain and dew? "

"He treats me very well now. If I can do this for the rest of my life, I'm willing to do it. "

"Wangxi... " Father Ling didn't expect the young girl to think through and have this idea.

He sighed. "You're really a little silly. No matter how much the emperor pampers you, he's still a saint. "

"Even if he pampers you now, when you get older and the beauties from the Harem enter the palace one by one, how will you live? "

Xia Ling knew that Father Ling was right.

But Father Ling was only talking about ordinary men, he didn't understand the devil king.

No matter what the demon king had become, every demon king's soul was the same when it came to feelings.

From one to the other, after falling in love, they would be faithful for life.

This was also the reason why Xia Ling was flexible in every world and accompanied the demon king to the end of his life... ...

Xia Ling: "Father, believe me. I only have this one chance to win the bet in my life. So even if I lose the whole game, I still want to gamble! "

Father Ling was silent at that time.

He stared at the girl for a while.

He sighed softly.

"Go ahead. If you want to do it, do it boldly. Even if you lose the whole game, you still have father and mother to accompany you! "

"FATHER! "

Even if she was not a real father, Xia Ling felt warmth in her heart at this moment.

She went forward and gently hugged Father Ling.

She only lowered her head and pressed her face against Father Ling's shoulder. It was not overly intimate.

However, Father Ling's body was still stiff.

"He jieyu! You're going too far! "

"father, thank you. " Xia Ling's face was pressed against Father Ling's shoulder. Her hands were still behind her back.

Father Ling's expression softened again.

He raised his hand as if he wanted to rub the young girl's head. He put it down and placed it behind his back.

"take good care of yourself. "

*

"He Jieyu, the sage has summoned you to the study room to serve the ink. "

The Palace Servant called out from outside the side hall.

Knowing that the time when father and daughter were together had ended, Father Ling was already very satisfied with this moment.

"Jieyu, take care of yourself. " He could not help but exhort her again.

"Duke Ling is the same. TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF! " Xia Ling bowed to him.

She turned around and followed the palace servant out of the Side Hall.

*

When she stepped into the study room again.

The main door of the palace was open. Behind the screen, Ji Yuan stood behind a large and heavy wooden table

There was a piece of purple-gold pavilion's Xuan paper on the table. Judging from the color, it was the best kind.

The paperweight was pressed on the side. Ji Yuan also put an inkstone beside his hand

"Greetings, Your Majesty. " Xia Ling bowed.

Ji Yuan said, "stand up. "

His deep gaze fell on Xia Ling's face as if he wanted to see something.

"Come and help me grind the ink! "

He said indifferently.

"Yes. " Xia Ling walked forward and stood beside him.

The space behind the table was very spacious.

Ji Yuan was more than enough to stand alone. However, when the girl came closer, Ji Yuan felt a faint fragrance.

This faint fragrance invaded JI yuan's safe zone.

It made his body tense up to a certain extent. His eyes were deep and dark.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the girl's hand picking up the square inkstone.