Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

Ling Huang knew that the laws of the heavens were strict, and Li Qian's intention was to show mercy as much as possible, and any more words would be Ling Huang's ignorance.

After thanking Li Qian again, Li Qian stepped back three steps backwards before turning around and walking out of the bedroom.

Looking at the light coming in from the window, Ling Huang always felt that it was difficult to fall asleep, but the alcohol made him dizzy again and again.

While struggling, the two maidservants gently approached the door and asked to come in, and Ling Huang agreed.

Seeing the two maids hugging the felt made of bamboo leaves, they first drew the curtains and then covered it with the felt, only the lamp in the palm of one of the fairies was still on in the room.

Ling Huang said to himself with emotion: "Shangshen Zhulong is so energetic, it's not dark yet."

"Return to God's words." Gong'e, who was holding the lamp, turned around and bowed her knees to give a blessing, "God Candle Dragon has returned to chaos together with the ancient gods in the great battle."

Ling Huang searched through the information, but did not find any reports of casualties from the battle between gods and demons 500 years ago.

That's right, Feng Linghuang died at that time, of course it won't be recorded in the later events.

"Then who is in charge of day and night now?" Ling Huang yawned and asked curiously.

"Go back to God, it's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Prince?" Ling Huang thought for a while, "Is his cultivation so advanced?"

"Go back to God." That Gong'e bowed her knees again, "Your Highness was injured in Yaoshan in the past, and God Zhulong spent nearly half of his cultivation to save His Highness. After that, His Highness took charge of the heavens day and night on behalf of God Zhulong. gone."

The matter of Prince Yaoshan's injury, Ling Huang compared the information and found that it was related to the original owner's trip to Yaoshan 1500 years ago.

At that time, the sky thunder and karma caused a battle that almost shattered the entire Yaoshan Mountain. The water scorpion who was still practicing in Yaoshan was innocently affected, and was sent away by the original owner against the fate.

Later, Feng Yancang rushed to help Feng Linghuang stop the catastrophe, but the original owner was seriously injured, and had been kept behind closed doors in his own palace for nearly a thousand years. Even the god in charge of day and night was changed. The original owner never I have tried to find out.

People can live in isolation from the world, and of course God can too.Ling Huang was too sleepy to complain.

In short, the god who controls the day and night of the heavens will only get dark when he falls asleep. Presumably, Li Qian has returned to the banquet in the Jingtian Palace, and the sky is of course still bright.

so sleepy.

After sleeping on the comfortable bed until he woke up naturally, seeing that the bamboo mat had been removed from the window, Ling Huang yawned and got off the bed, being shocked by the scene in front of him.

"Come on!" he yelled.

Last night, those two maids quickly ran in, Fushen said: "God."

Seeing that the two maids were wearing cotton clothes and capes with fur collars, Ling Huang was puzzled, "Why is there such a thick frost in this room? Why did you change into winter clothes?"

"Go back to God." Gong'e said alone: ​​"God God, your ice phoenix power overflowed when you fell asleep, and now the whole bedroom is as cold as an ice cellar."

He pinched his brows to look for information, it turned out that the original owner, the Ice Phoenix's root, needed its own strong physical strength to hold it, otherwise it would be easy for the cold air to leak out, turning the surrounding environment into a world of ice and snow.

Standing on the thin ice-covered floor, Ling Huang didn't feel that cold.

After waving his hand to dismiss the maid, Ling Huang changed his clothes and walked out of the dormitory, seeing that the sun was still shining brightly outside, and there was nothing unusual about the carp pond surrounded by green bamboo forest in the courtyard.

When the guards moved the brazier to the bedroom to melt the ice, Ling Huang was sitting in the pavilion next to the carp pond and was preparing to eat when Yebai came.

Ling Huang stood up with a smile and said hello, "Early morning discussion is over? Come and sit down and have some porridge together."

Yebai smiled softly, her beautiful eyes flickered, she first came over and hugged Ling Huang's waist and kissed his forehead before going to sit opposite the stone table.

Halfway through eating the porridge, Ye Bai said softly, "Have Huang'er begged His Highness the Crown Prince?"

"Huh?" Ling Huang raised his eyes to look at him, "Have you been convicted by Jingtian Palace for getting up early?"

Yebai said helplessly: "I asked you something, but you asked me back."

There was no dissatisfaction in these words, followed by Ye Bai, who lowered his eyelashes to cover his eyes, and said in a slightly downcast voice, "Your Highness, thank you, Nian was damaged when I broke the restriction, so I was spared the punishment of thunder. Just ask me to bind the fairy Inside the tower, I have thought about it."

The Immortal Pagoda is where the Immortals are imprisoned, and there is no punishment in it, Ling Huang nodded, "How long have you thought about it?"

"99 years." Ye Bai replied with a sigh.