Chapter 845 Except Me, Everyone Is Reborn (35)

"Understood, Daddy." In Xia Ling Palace.

"Actually, you don't have to worry that much. As long as Duke Ling's mansion is well outside the palace, and I'm in the palace, nothing will happen."

Father Ling's expression was shocked, he didn't expect the girl to say such a thing.

Xia Ling made it clear to Father Ling in advance.

"Father, I am in the palace now. Many people say that I occupy the favor, but the saint is my husband. He gave me the opportunity to dominate the favor. Why should I persuade him to enjoy the rain and the dew?"

"He treats me very well now. If he can do this for the rest of his life, I will be willing."

"Wangxi..." Ling's father didn't expect that the girl thought clearly and came up with this idea.

He sighed: "You are really stupid. Even if His Majesty spoils you again, he is a saint after all."

"Even if he is doting on you now, how will you deal with yourself when you get older and the beauties of the harem are drafted into the palace one by one?"

Xia Ling knew that Father Ling was right.

However, Ling's father was only talking about ordinary men, he didn't understand the Demon King.

No matter what the demon king has become, every demon king's soul is equally paranoid when it comes to feelings.

From one end to the end, after falling in love, it will be unswerving for life.

This is also the reason why Xia Lingling spends his days with the Demon King in every world...

Xia Ling: "Daddy, trust me, I only have one chance to win this bet in my life, so even if I lose everything, I still want to gamble!"

Father Ling was silent at the time.

He stared at the girl for a while.

Sigh softly.

"Go, do it boldly if you want to do it, even if you lose everything, you still have your father and mother to accompany you!"

"Daddy!"

Even if he wasn't his real father, Xia Ling felt warmth in his heart at the moment.

She went up to give Father Ling a hug.

He just lowered his head and put his face on Father Ling's shoulder, not too close.

But Father Ling's body was still stiff.

"He Jieyu! Such an overstep!"

"Daddy, thank you." Xia Ling pressed her cheek against Father Ling's shoulder, and her hands were still behind her back.

Father Ling's expression softened again.

He raised his hand as if he wanted to rub the girl's head, then put it down, and put it behind him.

"take care of yourself."

*

"He Jieyu, the sage has called you to serve ink in the study."

The palace man called out from the side hall.

Knowing that the time for father and daughter to get together is over, Father Ling is already very satisfied to have this moment of time.

"Jieyu must be cherished." He couldn't help exhorting again.

"Ling Guogong is the same, please take care of it!" Xia Ling bowed to him.

Turning around, she followed the palace servants out of the side hall.

*

When re-entering Shang's study room.

The gate of the palace was open, and behind the screen, Ji Yuan stood behind the large wooden case,

A piece of Xuan paper from Zijin Pavilion was spread on the copy, which was also the best kind in terms of its quality.

The paperweight on the side was pressing down, and there was also an inkstone next to Ji Yuan's hand.

"See Your Majesty." Xia Lingfu said.

Ji Yuan: "Get up."

His eyes fell deeply on Xia Ling's face, as if he wanted to see something.

"Come help me study ink!"

He said lightly.

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

The space behind the entire copybook is very large.

It was more than enough for Ji Yuan to stand alone, but when the girl approached, Ji Yuan felt a faint fragrance.

This faint fragrance invaded Ji Yuan's safe range.

It made his body tense to a certain extent, and his eyes were dark.

With lowered eyes, she watched the girl's plain hand pick up the square inkstone.