strictlysupreme Chapter 1277: Relatives of the Sect Leader
Chapter 1277: Relatives of the Sect Leader
Chapter 1277: Relatives of the Sect Leader
Biluo leaned sideways and squatted slightly, bowed, and spoke politely and invitingly.
Biluo: "Your Highness, the headmaster invites you!"
Yin Jiao was delighted and immediately stepped forward, asking Biluo with a serious expression, and finally confirmed the information he had heard. After all, it was the most true news.
Yin Jiao: “Really?”
Yin Jiao: "Aunt Biluo, Master Lingxi, you can see me now. Do you have time to see me?"
Biluo: “Yeah!”
Biluo's smile was so stiff and forced. She was secretly saying in her heart, "Uh, who said that the leader is very busy? The leader is just heartbroken and doesn't want to see anyone!" Who can be so easy and relaxed to see others when they are hurt and hurt?
Her smile came without any warning, and she turned sideways and continued to invite Yin Jiao to leave the courtyard of the school where he was teaching and come to the door of the main hall of Yunshangwu Pavilion.
Across the doorway of the hall, Biluo reported softly.
Biluo: "Master, the Crown Prince of Shang has arrived. I'm reporting this to you, Master."
A voice echoed in the hall and came out slowly.
Lingxi: "Come in!"
"boom……"
With the sound of the door being quickly opened, the fragrance of flowers in the hall wafted over. The air flowing in the wind was filled with not only the fragrance of flowers, but also a warm feeling that invaded every inch of the skin of the people present.
I originally thought that it was cold at high altitudes, and that being at the highest point in the land of immortal cultivation would make one feel that both the mind and body were extremely cold.
How could I know that there is temperature here?
Biluo walked in front, leading the prince, slowly stepping up the steps in front of the tall snow-white hall, moving forward step by step, and arriving at the door of the hall.
Behind the gauze curtain in the hall, a fairy-like woman, who was not affected by the dust, was half lying down, supporting her head with one hand. Her curvy figure revealed a mature charm.
The lazy and graceful young woman looks a little sad.
The prince approached cautiously and spoke while bowing.
Yin Jiao: "Yin Jiao, I'm here to meet the Master!"
Lingxi: "Yes, no need to be polite!"
Ling Xi gently lifted the curtain and stood up. Her fair and smooth bare feet landed on the snow-white plush carpet, and she looked up at Yin Jiao.
The prince with a familiar, handsome and wealthy appearance.
A handsome man with the aristocratic air of a royal family and a righteous demeanor.
Ling Xi smiled appreciatively and spoke softly.
Lingxi: "You have grown up now. I wonder if the palace is still peaceful and quiet now!"
Yin Jiao: “Not good!”
Yin Jiao's two quick and cold words revealed the state of the palace.
Yin Jiao lowered his brows and thought for a moment before he spoke.
Yin Jiao: "Now, my mother is trapped in the cold palace, and her life is hard and difficult. All this is due to my father's betrayal and the appearance of the evil concubine who brought great disaster to the kingdom. "Yin Jiao: "The palace is no longer the prosperous scene of the past!"
Lingxi: "Hmm..."
Lingxi nodded gently and responded slowly.
I feel that the palace today is probably in the same situation as myself.
She, Lingxi, felt the same pain deep in her heart, but she didn't offer much comfort or words.
The only difference is that people in the cold palace have no freedom and no rights.
As for Lingxi, she is the person in charge of the sect. She can suppress the arrogance and dominance of those who hurt her.