"He really said that?"
Qingluan's back was soaked with cold sweat. As a personal maid serving the imperial concubine, she knew very well what her master's expression meant.
The last time I saw this expression was the night the late queen died suddenly.
"I dare not speak nonsense, but a servant saw His Majesty crush the armrest of the dragon throne on the spot."
Su Qinghuang suddenly chuckled, and this laughter caused the temperature in the hall to drop sharply. The snow lotus soup on the table, which was always warm, instantly formed a layer of frost.
"Good, very good."
Then, Qingluan continued.
"Your Majesty, the Third Prince has now passed the soul test of the Vermillion Bird statue, and His Majesty seems to have approved of him."
"The Vermillion Bird statue's soul test is just a trick to deceive outsiders."
Su Qinghuang's crimson purple palace skirt flowed down like water, making her figure even more noble and elegant.
"Qingluan, go check. Who is this Li Lingge?"
"yes."
Qingluan responded respectfully and was about to leave when she was stopped again.
"Wait, I want to meet this Third Prince."
Qingluan was startled: "Your Majesty wants to..."
Su Qinghuang curled her red lips slightly, and a hint of deep meaning flashed in her eyes.
"Whatever your majesty can give him, I can also give him."
…
Fenglin Palace.
When the vermilion-lacquered palace gate was slowly pushed open by two maids, Li Lingge's attention was immediately caught by the figure on the soft couch in the palace.
Su Qinghuang lay on her side on the chaise longue piled with soft shark gauze pillows, her crimson purple palace skirt cascading down like flowing water.
A delicate jade foot was faintly visible, with the toes touching the golden nanmu footrest. Ten pearl-like toenails were dyed with marigold juice, shining with an alluring luster under the light of the palace lanterns.
"Greetings, Madam Noble Consort."
When Li Lingge saluted, he caught a glimpse of the jade foot swaying gently, and the golden bell on the ankle made a crisp sound.
As she moved, the hem of her skirt slid down a little, revealing her graceful calves, which were faintly visible under the thin gauze skirt.
"The Third Prince is a rare guest."
A soft and charming voice was heard, and Su Qinghuang raised her body lazily. Her collar opened slightly with the movement, revealing a piece of creamy neck.
"I wonder why the Queen summoned me?"
When Li Lingge raised his eyes, he met the imperial concubine's half-smile gaze.
There was a light touch of gold powder on the corners of her eyes, and as her eyes moved, it was as if stars were falling into her pupils.
When the crimson lips slightly open, the pearly teeth are faintly visible.
"I heard that His Highness got the recipe for the God-Forging Pill?"
As the imperial concubine spoke, her nail-painted fingertips gently brushed across the green jade teacup on the table.
Li Lingge noticed that her nails were carved with fine runes, which emitted a faint blue glow as she moved.
"The Queen is well-informed."
Li Lingge smiled calmly, but his eyes were uncontrollably drawn to the ruby on the imperial concubine's neck.
The gem fell in the delicate hollow of the collarbone, rising and falling slightly with her breathing, like a drop of blood about to fall.
Su Qinghuang suddenly chuckled, and as she twisted her waist slightly, the golden phoenix on her palace skirt seemed to come alive.
"I'm more curious about who your Highness plans to give this pill to if he truly has refined the God-Forging Pill."
Li Lingge's gaze fell on the imperial concubine's lips, which were so close to him. The crimson color looked like honey soaked in poison.
"Of course this pill is——"
The incense in the hall suddenly became strong, and Li Lingge felt slightly dizzy.
He secretly practiced his mental skills and discovered that the fragrant mist floating in the air was mixed with the soul-separating powder that could confuse people's minds.
When he looked at the imperial concubine again, he found that there was a faint smile on the corner of her lips, and her slender fingers were fiddling with the incense burner inconspicuously.
"Of course this pill is dedicated to my father."
"Really?" Su Qinghuang hooked her finger at Li Lingge, "Come closer."
Hearing this, Li Lingge lowered his eyes slightly, then took a few steps forward.
However, just as he stopped, he heard Su Qinghuang continue.
"Further ahead."
Hearing this, Li Lingge could only take a few steps forward until he reached the couch.
"My Lady."
Su Qinghuang crossed her legs, her delicate hands just inches away from Li Lingge's fingers.
"Whatever your majesty can give you, I can give you. What your majesty cannot give you, I can also give you."
Her delicate jade feet were slightly raised, and her toes brushed lightly against Li Lingge's index finger.
"Who do you think should I give this God-Forging Pill to?"
Li Lingge's expression remained unchanged, but he reached out and grasped Su Qinghuang's jade feet.
"If I present this pill to His Majesty, perhaps the throne will be mine in the future. Can Your Majesty even give me this?"
Su Qinghuang's breathing stagnated. She never expected that the other party would be so bold.
However, this also further confirmed her guess that the person in front of her was definitely not the third prince, but Li Lingge himself.
When Li Lingge's fingertips gently scraped across the pearly-round toe pits, Su Qinghuang's toes curled up uncontrollably.
A tingling sensation like an electric current shot up from the soles of her feet, causing her back to suddenly straighten and her legs hidden under her skirt to unconsciously tighten.
"Um--"
As soon as the light hum escaped her lips, Su Qinghuang regretted it.
She saw Li Lingge pause, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes that always smiled.
The imperial concubine's ears instantly turned red. How could this bastard be so skilled?
She secretly cursed herself for being careless and being provoked by a junior to lose her composure.
But the more he used the Ice Heart Technique to suppress it, the more obvious the unfamiliar heat became.
Li Lingge's fingertips seemed to have magic, and every time he caressed her, he stepped precisely on her most sensitive string.
"Mother?"
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