Rescuing the Beautiful and Strong yet Miserable Second Lead Character

The bells and whistles are useless.

Very good, Luo Han nodded, agreeing: "Yes, you are right. People must rely on themselves, can't rely on illusions, and hope that God can help you realize your wishes. How can you do it? Wish on the River Lantern , Let him do it himself."

Ling Qingxiao felt that these words were not quite right. He couldn't help frowning, and said solemnly, "What did you write on the lamp?"

Luo Han didn't hear it and didn't answer. Ling Qingxiao had an even more ominous premonition and asked: "It's nothing more than trivial things. The important things in life need to be Zhuang Su. It is too trifling to write on paper. It will not be a marriage proposal, right?"

Luo Han's expression was slightly startled, and when Ling Qingxiao saw it, his heart sank.

It turned out to be. Ling Qingxiao had all the flavours, and didn't know what to say. He was angry that the other person was such a trifling matter such as marriage, and even more angry that Luo Han actually agreed.

Ling Qingxiao didn't know that this delicate mood at the moment was called sourness. He was cold and speechless. He still kept the heavenly physique in every move, but the aura around him was about to freeze.

Luo Han felt that Junxin was unpredictable and sincere and did not deceive me. He was obviously the same person, and became elusive after becoming the emperor of heaven. At this time, passing by a hawker who bought a sugar man, Luo Han stopped the stall owner and asked, "How do you sell your sugar man?"

When the stall owner saw that the fairy-like woman stopped him, he couldn't even say: "Ten...ten cents apiece."

Mortal money is like a virtual thing to Luo Han. Luo Han thought for a while and asked: "What can you do? Can Dragon?"

Ling Qingxiao was sulking with herself. Hearing Luo Han's words, he paused and looked down at her in surprise.

The stall owner probably listened to this request from time to time, and immediately patted his chest, and said boldly: "Girl, I dare not say anything else. If you say squeeze the dragon, I am the first one in the city. The dragon I squeezed out is alive, and it is enough to be fake, even if it is true. It was the real dragon in the sky that saw it, and I can't tell it for sure."

Luo Han laughed when he heard this. Ling Qingxiao was helpless, raised his hand and lightly patted Luo Han's head: "Don't make trouble."

Luo Han took his hand away from his head and said, "Then I want a dragon, silver."

The stall owner has already scooped out the syrup. Hearing Luo Han's words, the whole person was stunned: "Silver? Girl, we are sugar people."

Luo Han also followed for a moment. By the way, he almost forgot that this was mortal, and the syrup was not silver. Luo Han was embarrassed, Ling Qingxiao heard it next to her, she couldn't help but laughed softly.

Luo Han was annoyed and gave Ling Qingxiao a hard look. Ling Qingxiao held her hand and took out the money with the other hand and put it on the stall.

"She usually has some fantastic ideas. The stall owner doesn't have to be embarrassed, just do as you normally do."

The stall owner felt that Ling Qingxiao's remark was a bit strange, but he couldn't tell the details. He responded, mixing the syrup skillfully and hooking up the sugar.

The waiting time was boring. Luo Han saw that there was a kite maker next to him, so he went to another stall to watch the excitement. After Luo Han left, Ling Qingxiao frowned subconsciously and wanted to follow.

It's too dangerous to always run alone.

However, in fact, this small human city has His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor, the pinnacle of celestial force, a dozen Heavenly Soldiers, and a Heavenly Dao. What danger can there be that can threaten Luo Han?

But no matter how sensible it is, when things happen to me, it still makes no sense. The stall owner saw that Ling Qingxiao's eyes had followed the other side, and he knew clearly, "The son and the girl are not married yet? It's a good thing to have a relationship before marriage. Two people have love in their hearts, so the life after marriage can go smoothly."

Ling Qingxiao was startled slightly and asked, "Why did you say this?"

"It's still a guess. You two seem to be unmarried couples and secretly make a private meeting. Although it is against the law to do so, but it is against the rules of etiquette, but when you are young, you should take her to see the rivers and mountains. When I get old, I have something to remember."

Standing on the minds of mortals, the stall owner naturally felt that Luo Han and Ling Qingxiao were engaged men and women, and now they secretly went out on a date with their home behind their backs. Ling Qingxiao stopped in front of the small stall, suddenly sighed.

The dragon has a long life span, and there is no need to worry about aging. He is the emperor of heaven, and he cares about the big things in the six realms every day. When did he stop for the little things? At this moment, it is getting dusk, the sky is smeared with orange glow, and the smell of cooking smoke floats on both sides of the streets. A grandpa and grandma complained to each other and walked home with them. It happened that the private school was out of school. The half-old children clamored to pass through the street. Soon, all kinds of mothers’ complaints came from the depths of the alley. sound.

It turns out that this is the real world. Ling Qingxiao is the emperor of heaven. He knows the names of rivers and mountains in the three realms of heaven, mortal, and underworld. He is familiar with the annual taxation and population of large and small cities, but he does not know how much a bunch of sugar people cost, and when did the private school leave school.

The emperor was destined to be lonely, and before that, he was the Patriarch of Zhongshan, the creator and holder of the record for the fastest ascent in the heavens, and the rare genius of the Canglong tribe. He has many missions on his back, and he has no warmth alone.

No one will consider whether the emperor is tired or not, just like no one will consider whether the genius will not be under pressure. He possesses a power that most people can't touch in their entire lives, and possesses a powerful force that is praised by history books.

The stall owner’s sugar man has already been made, and he handed it to Ling Qingxiao and said, “It’s done, today’s last order, let’s close the job.”

Ling Qingxiao's eyesight was strong. He saw the contents and asked, "The remaining syrup can at least be a sugar man. Why stop working?"

"Don't buy the rest, take it back and use it as snacks for the lady." The stall owner put away the tools, and he stopped the girl selling flowers next to him and asked, "How do you sell the flowers in your hand?"

"Ten Wen Qian."

The stall owner complained immediately: "So expensive?"

The little girl pursed her lips and said, "This is an epiphany, it only lasts for one night, and others want to buy it but can't buy it."

While complaining about how expensive it is, the stall owner took out the money from the sugar man just now and handed it to the little girl: "Give me a stick."

The little girl took out two flowers from the back basket and said, "There are only the last two flowers left. You take them together. You only count your fifteen essays."

The stall owner was immediately unhappy: "Little girl, you are not too old, but you have a good abacus. Two sticks are only fifteen, you will sell me ten wen with one stick?"

The stall owner wanted to bargain, Ling Qingxiao saw it and said directly: "No need to fight, give me another one."

The flower girl was peeking at Ling Qingxiao just now, and when she heard Ling Qingxiao talking to her, her face was flushed with shame. After she took the money, she didn't count, and she quickly ran away. The stall owner was speechless: "My son, you gave too much. That girl didn't ask for your money!"

Ling Qingxiao looked at the words in her hand and chuckled in a low voice, "It's okay."

Money is the most useless thing for him.

The stall owner looked at Ling Qingxiao's performance and snorted and understood. He skilfully picked up the stall and said, "My son, go there quickly, the sugar man will melt if you don't eat it."

After the stall owner had finished speaking, he walked forward with large bags and small bags, humming untuned tunes in his mouth. Ling Qingxiao didn't know what to think just now, she just wanted to bring her a flower like a mortal, but when she calmed down, Ling Qingxiao didn't know what to do.

His hands can paint and draw, line up troops, and make the most tricky swordsmanship, but at this moment, he is holding a sugar man in one hand and a night flower in the other, and he doesn't even know what to do.

Luo Han thought that the sugar man should be finished, so he looked back, just in time to see Ling Qingxiao seemingly startled. She walked back to Ling Qingxiao, took the food from him expertly, and asked, "Where is the stall owner? I didn't pay attention to it for a while. Why are the people gone?"

Luo Han took a bite and naturally raised the sugar man to Ling Qingxiao. She got used to this kind of thing, and didn't realize that there was anything wrong at all. Ling Qingxiao stared at the sugar man who had been bitten, then looked at Luo Han's sugar-colored lips, and slowly leaned over to take a bite.

He basically only made a look, and it was divided by the touch of his lips. Luo Han didn't pay attention to this. After seeing Ling Qingxiao finished eating, she retracted her hand and took another bite.

Ling Qingxiao calmed down her expression very dangerously, still looking like a ninth-five-five-minded person, but her eyes turned upward uncomfortably.

Luo Han was a sugar man, Ling Qingxiao suddenly raised his hand, pinning something on her head. Luo Han was stunned, she wanted to take it down after she reacted, but Ling Qingxiao held her head down.

"Don't move." He glanced down and said, "It's delicious, the sugar is on his face."

Luo Han licked his lower lip and found that it really seemed to be. She silently wiped the sugar residue on her face and asked: "Where did you get the epiphany?"

"A little girl went home in a hurry and bought it with her."

It's rare that Ling Qingxiao, who doesn't know the mortal dust, actually had such a sympathetic time. Luo Han looked at his face close at hand and asked, "Why did you buy a flash in the pan? A flash in the pan, even if it is beautiful, is too short."

Ling Qingxiao paused when he was adjusting the position of the flower branches. He was obviously such a sensible person, and he would have unlucky thoughts at this moment. Ling Qingxiao took the flower off, ignoring the crowds coming and going on both sides, his fingers were frozen, and a thin layer of frost was condensed outside the epiphany.

Luo Han was shocked when he saw it: "It's just a mortal flower."

As for freezing with such pure spiritual power? The spiritual power of the emperor should not be underestimated. Don't look at it as a thin layer, it is actually enough to ensure that this flower will not be transformed for thousands of years and will not rot for thousands of years.

Ling Qingxiao said: "It's a pity that it is a mortal thing with limited aptitude and can only be preserved to this level. After returning to the heavens, I will find another one with a long flowering period. Now, let's use it for the time being."

Ling Qingxiao inserted the frosty Epiphany into Luo Han's hair bun. Looking at it again this time, it was indeed pleasing to the eye.

Luo Han's hair accessories are pure, with only the simplest beaded hairpin, and a bunch of half-eaten sugar people in his hand. Her appearance was astonished, and there was no extra decoration on her body, except for an ice-covered evening flower at the side, gleaming in the afterglow.

The crowd behind her came and went, some were busy going home, some were busy going out, but everyone behind her turned into a vague shadow. Ling Qingxiao suddenly felt a sense of practicality. During his time in the world, he stopped and went and saw a lot of real customs. However, he always held an attitude of inspection and evaluation. Until this moment, he finally felt that he was integrated. This piece is lively.

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Luo Han kept his eyes on his face. She was a little nervous and asked, "What's the matter?"

Ling Qingxiao stretched out her hand and gently wiped the sugar residue on her face: "It's all on the face."

The attention of obsessive-compulsive disorder is always stable like this, Luo Han stretched out his hand to wipe it, but was blocked by Ling Qingxiao: "Don't move."

Luo Han had to stop and let his fingers flicked on his face. Ling Qingxiao's fingers were slender and strong, and the fingertips were cool, and the place he touched seemed to be refreshed in an instant.

Luo Han said casually: "You really haven't changed at all in this respect."

"what."

"Nothing." Luo Han shook his head and said, "I'm too lazy to go shopping, let's go back."

The most secure word in the world is probably the word "hui". Ling Qingxiao placed himself in the torrent of sunset in the mortal world, and whispered: "Okay."

Although Luo Han and Ling Qingxiao are dressed as mortals, they neither need to eat nor sleep. Luo Han went to practice after returning to the house, and when she woke up from the practice, it was time for the moon to reach the middle of the sky.

After sitting for a long time, she got bored physically and mentally. She stood up and planned to take a walk in the courtyard before returning to continue. This city of Fan is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery. There is a vast lake in the city. The house of Ling Qingxiao is bought by the lake, and you can see the scenery of the lake and mountains as soon as you go out.

Luo Han walked along the lake for a while and saw a white corner of his clothes faintly exposed in the bushes ahead. In the hazy lake light, his clothes almost glowed white. Luo Han carried the skirt and walked up to the pavilion, and asked, "Why are you sitting here alone?"

Ling Qingxiao discovered that Luo Han had come out early, and he stretched out his hand to pour a cup of tea for the other side, and said, "I have nothing to do, come out and see the night in the world."

The night is quiet, there is no moon tonight, but there are stars in the sky. This water is living water, and someone set a river lamp outside, and it gradually drifted into their yard. Luo Han sat opposite Ling Qingxiao, saw his eyes staring at the lights on the water, and smiled: "You still think it's useless to put river lights in the daytime. What are you staring at other people's lights for now?"

Ling Qingxiao had no choice but to really not offend Luo Han, which was too vengeful. He only said one sentence, and she was able to return ten sentences.

Ling Qingxiao didn't need to pick it up to see what was written on the river lantern. Some wish that their parents are healthy and live a hundred years old, some hope that their children will be foolish and safe in their lives, and come to the public with no trouble, and some pray that the sweetheart will come to propose marriage, and the wishful doctor will appear as soon as possible... These are naturally not. Useful, because of the right time and place in life and indispensable, just writing it on paper and wishing everything will go well, it would be a fluke.

Ling Qingxiao has always felt that this kind of thing is useless. Writing on paper can neither help him achieve nor reduce the difficulty of the goal. It will also expose his thoughts prematurely. In short, it is not desirable. But now that Ling Qingxiao is in the world, he has a little understanding of mortal thoughts.

The person who makes the wish naturally knows that it is useless to rely on a river lantern alone, but these things are very beautiful just to write them down. What they asked for was nothing more than comfort in their hearts.

Ling Qingxiao said: "I also thought it was ridiculous before, what is the use of my wishes, promised to gods and Buddhas? But now I gradually feel that they are not talking to gods, but to myself. I know I can't do it. , But still refused to give up, so I repeated it in my heart."

Ling Qingxiao looked back and saw Luo Han's expression, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Luo Han shook his head, "I just didn't expect that you would have such a grounded idea. I thought that you have always been high in the clouds and don't know the suffering of the world."

Ling Qingxiao was a genius when he was a teenager, and when he became an adult, he will be the Emperor of Heaven. Not to mention the mortal world, even the ordinary people in the fairy world can't have empathy. Ling Qing paused for a while, then smiled faintly: "Everyone has suffering, how can you not know the suffering? Emperors, generals, pawns, and traffickers have their own difficulties."

Luo Han was leaning on the table with his chin, and the sparkling waves of light shone on her face. Luo Han asked: "What difficulties have you experienced over the years?"

Luo Han asked this question once before. At that time, Ling Qingxiao ignored it and said that everything was in his palm. He is the Emperor of Heaven, everyone can be confused, painful, and fragile, but he can't. At any time, he must be rational and strong and become the backbone of everyone.

But how can there be so much effortless power? He will be tired and injured, but he can't even show it.

Ling Qingxiao quietly looked at the water waves in front of him, and said slowly: "My father is still confined in another courtyard. My adoptive mother hates me and my birth mother completely turned against me. On the day I succeeded to the throne, the six worlds celebrated and all nations came to the kingdom. , There are no my relatives in it."

Luo Han gradually sat upright, his expression seemed unbearable: "Ling Qingxiao..."

"It's okay." Ling Qingxiao said, "It has been more than 6,000 years ago, and I have long been bearish. The Six Realms say that my reason is almost cold, but I feel that I have been unable to get out of my selfishness. Return Long Dan. At the time, I hated them for their capriciousness, hatred for the partiality of their parents, forcibly splitting Ye Chongyu's heart to take the pill, and then I thought about it, that was also devilish. My hatred for him is actually higher than my desire for Long Pill. I was not so eager to take back Long Dan, I just found a reason for myself and killed Ling Chongyu."

Luo Han stretched out his hand to hold his fingers and stared closely at his eyes: "Love and hatred are human nature. No one can repay grievances with virtue and persuade others with reason like a saint. You have encountered so many unfairness and selfishness. It's normal to have personal enmities."

"You don't have to carry the burden in your heart." Luo Han's eyes were firm, and the light inside flickered, like the lights of Wanjia. "Every choice you make, no matter what others say, there is someone to accompany you."

Ling Qingxiao looked at those eyes, and for a moment he didn't know where he was, what eve tonight. He recovered and laughed: "I don't care about other people's opinions. When I do those things, I am always sober. I naturally know how others will evaluate me, and I also know that when I insist on dealing with Ye Chongyu At that time, it was completely cut off from this life. It’s nothing to be a pity, there is nothing that I have at all, so there is nothing to lose. I just regret that at that time, I should kill him directly, and should not care about fame and leave him. A life. Otherwise, how could there be so much trouble now."

Luo Han couldn't answer for a while. They hadn't talked about this topic before. Luo Han always thought that Ling Qingxiao was guilty. He didn't expect that he was more decisive than she thought, and colder than she thought.

There was some surprise, but when I thought about it, I felt that this was Ling Qingxiao. Luo Han held Ling Qingxiao’s fingers in both hands, and said, “How come you haven’t had it? You have a long, long time to come. It’s up to you to make contributions and establish your ideal world order. You will have a lot of Things, fame, reputation, friends, subordinates, there will be."

"What about the wife?"

Luo Han paused slightly and nodded: "There will be some too. As long as you want."

This is not the answer that Ling Qingxiao was looking forward to. Ling Qingxiao said: "I have come to this day, cut off the kinship with my own hands, and killed the only brother. I have no friends, no relatives, no brothers, and I don’t need these. All they have to do is. Obey. But there is only one thing that cannot be compensated by power."

Although Ling Qingxiao's words still use "I", the strong meaning cannot be disputed. Luo Han was silent for a moment and said: "You will be a very good emperor. Everything in the world is destined. The one that should come will always come and cannot be forced to stay. The emperor keeps his promises. We have agreed, and wait for the crisis of forbidden surgery to be resolved. Just send me away."

Ling Qingxiao looked at her quietly, feeling a great sadness. He asked: "Why do you want to go back?"

"Of course I want to go back." Luo Han fixedly looked at him and said, "He is waiting for me."

Ling Qingxiao was silent for a long time, and he had many things to refute, but he looked at Luo Han's eyes and knew that he didn't need to say anything. When the night breeze came and knocked many river lights over, Ling Qingxiao collected the tea set and said, "It's late at night, go back and rest."

Luo Han stood up and said, "Okay. You should rest earlier, too."

Luo Han walked out of the pavilion. Long after she left, she quietly turned her head to see Ling Qingxiao still sitting in the same place, motionless.

The shaking water shone on him, like a fairy in a dream, not real.

Of course Luo Han couldn't bear to refuse him, but she had to keep her promise, she couldn't just leave like this. According to cause and effect, if the present him and the past him are the same person, then the state of the two should be the same.

Luo Han can only bet on the past and the future as one.

Ling Qingxiao knew that Luo Han had stopped halfway, and that she had been softhearted for a short time, but in the end she was still no match for the other person. After she returned to the house, Ling Qingxiao retracted her consciousness and took out a stone from the storage space.

It was the photo stone he got from Luo Han not long ago. Ling Qingxiao stared at the stone for a long time, and finally stretched out his hand to forcefully open the shadow stone.

Under absolute strength, passwords, prohibitions, and master identification are all in vain. After the shadow stone was opened, a celestial scene was projected in the air. Clouds and mist rolled over. A man wearing a white gown walked slowly from the Nantian Gate.

Beside him stood Tianyu Xingjun. At this time, someone in the background shouted: "Ling Qingxiao."

The picture stopped at this point, and Ling Qingxiao looked at the scene in front of him, the expression on his face calm and indifferent.

That's right, all the details are right. On the day he first found Luo Han, Luo Han really showed a sense of familiarity when he met Tianyu Xingjun. It turned out that they knew each other so long ago.

The picture disappeared, and the light on the shadow stone dimmed and fell to Ling Qingxiao like an ordinary stone. Ling Qingxiao's slender fingers tapped the stone table slowly, with an unhurried rhythm and an even and stable voice, but it made people tremble inexplicably.

Before Ling Qingxiao looked at the photo-taking stone, she actually had an idea in her heart. He opened the video, just giving himself a reason to make up his mind.

When he was a teenager, he never got it, so he didn't fight or grab, and closed himself in his own world. But he who became the emperor has long been accustomed to what he wants, then go get it.