Feng Ling looked at the boy's serious look and had a thought of laughter and crying. Then she said with a stern face: "But yes, then will you still dare to bury it in the pile of books all day long in the future? Your mother, I don't like reading books, but you have read all the books in your aunt's study. How old are you? Do you know so many words?"

Isn’t this a good thing to study? Nuwa glanced at Feng Ling sideways and insisted that the child be as ignorant as her? But it was too early for this kid to be sensible. He was only three years old and he was studying and practicing calligraphy. He would be more awesome in the future? At this age, he should play more, and it cannot erase the nature of a child.

Besides, his mother is the leader of the demon sect. She needs to be windy and rainy. She doesn't have to worry about him so young. She should enjoy the comfortable days of being born with a golden spoon in her mouth.

So, this is Feng Ling’s idea, it’s really strange.

Nuwa saw that Feng Lingfei was forcing others to play, but she couldn't help but say to Feng Ling: "Jun'er is so sensible, you should rest assured. He loves reading, practicing martial arts, and playing chess are all good things. If you don't let him do it, can you think he will accomplish nothing when he grows up?"

"I just want him to accomplish nothing! If I don't want him to mess with the situation again, I want him to be carefree and become an idle god. Isn't that good? I have to make me like that, I can't help it."

Feng Ling said this right, but if he stopped him, wouldn't he do it? It was his responsibility to resist, and it would eventually fall on him.

Nuwa sighed, for a moment, how does his mother educate her child? That's his mother's business. The aunt's responsibility is to spoil the child. So, she thought for a while and said, "What you said is your reason, but Jun'er loves these things, and you can't stop him too much."

"It's not that I want to stop it, it's that I'm in a hurry! You didn't see what he was doing just now. He was actually studying the Zhuxian Formation of Tongtian. Is that a child able to figure out?" Feng Ling pointed to the crooked lines drawn on a piece of grass not far away.

This Zhuxian Formation is the number one killing formation in the world. It has existed since its birth in the prehistoric world. It is now taken into the hands of the Master Tongtian Sect and becomes the Jie Sect (of course, Jie Sect has already destroyed the sect). However, before it was destroyed, it was their treasure for sects. This kid probably read the records of the Battle of the Gods and thought it was fun, so he used it to think about it.

Little did they know that the Zhuxian Sword Formation must be set up by the Master Tongtian himself, and the four magic swords in his hand were required to be used as the array eye. After establishing the formation, four saints must enter the formation at the same time before they can be swallowed by them, otherwise they will be destroyed by accident.

Thinking of this, Feng Ling rubbed his brain with a headache and sighed: "I don't know who this kid looks like with such a arrogant personality!"

Who else can you be like? Like his king and father. Isn’t his biological father just such a paranoid and arrogant person to achieve his goal, to ignore life and death, to achieve his goal?

However, Feng Ling has never mentioned Di Jun in the past three years since she came to the Imperial Palace. Nuwa was worried that she would be hurt by it, so she didn't mention it. She thought that Feng Ling told herself that this kid was born alone.

Fortunately, such self-hypnosis is quite effective. Feng Ling seems to have really forgotten that there is such a person. It happened that she is too far away and could not receive any news from Di Jun. She doesn't think of those sad things often.

As for when Feng Ling thought of this sad thing, it was about three more years later that boy was already six years old.

Three years passed in a flash. At least for Feng Ling, the Imperial Palace of Wa is like her refuge, and all worries were blocked from Taisu. If she hadn't happened to see a piece of red silk in the sleeve of a fairy's sleeve three years later, she might have lived like this for many years.

That day, Feng Ling was watching the snow on a bridge in the Imperial Palace. She saw a fairy girl washing things by the water flow beside the bridge and playing with water. She wet her sleeves. The fairy girl rolled up her sleeves, and the thing that made her look familiar fell from her sleeve.

Feng Ling felt a little surprised. She read that right, there was a shrinking twin button ring hanging at the bottom of the red silk.

Feng Lingwang was stunned. What was going on? She left. Could it be that Di Jun took a fancy to the little fairy and handed the thing over to the little fairy. He was so romantic? Didn’t he cultivate the ruthless Tao? Can he still express his lust so freely?

At this time, Feng Ling walked to Xian'e, picked up the red silk, and asked directly: "Where did you get this thing?"

At that time, Feng Ling was thinking that if Di Jun really took a fancy to this little fairy, she should be generous and congratulated him. It seemed that even the ruthless Tao could not stop him, which means that he was really a love affair with this fairy elegance that shocked the world and the earth.

Feng Ling looked very calm, and the little fairy-e could not see whether Feng Ling cared about the red silk, so she said truthfully: "Go back to Xihe, this was taken from an immortal official named Taibai. Three years ago, the immortal official came to Taisutian to find someone, but he went back without finding that person. Before he went back, he handed the thing to Xiaoxian, saying that if that person came, he must handed it to that person. However, Xiaoxian had never seen the person he was looking for, so he kept holding it and did not wait for the immortal official to come and take it."

"Tai Platinum Venus?"

When he heard the conclusion that Feng Ling had drawn, the little fairy was stunned for a moment and asked, "Yes, it's Taibai Jinxing, do you know Empress?"

"Well... I know each other, who is he looking for?"

The little fairy didn't notice that Feng Ling's hand holding the red silk was a little tighter, and continued to answer plainly: "I said a man named Feng Ling, and he also called that person Empress Feng Ling. I guess he must be a great god. But you also know that Xiao Xian had just become an immortal and was not very familiar with the people and affairs of the heavens. He had never heard of this great god."

Feng Ling pinched her fingers tighter and asked again: "You didn't tell him I..." As he said that, Feng Ling pointed at herself, thought for a moment, and changed her words, "I Am Xihe... is here?"

"No, he didn't ask."

He is really a silly girl with a heart.

Feng Ling stopped and asked calmly: "Then what else did he say to you with this thing?"

"I told her what I wanted to see the Queen Feng Ling, and told her that the Emperor Donghuang was looking for her. She also said that the Emperor Donghuang had something to leave for her. She asked her if she still remembered that she would promise the Emperor that she would not let him find her anymore."

A familiar sting came, and Feng Ling clenched her fist and stood on her lips. Seeing this, the little fairy-e always felt that she was going to bite her hand to pieces. She couldn't help but show her worry, and supported Feng Ling and asked, "Isn't it okay?"

"Nothing happened." Feng Ling waved her hand and put the red silk into her sleeve.

Seeing this, the little fairy was a little confused, so she was about to ask the previous question, why Feng Ling was taking other people's things, but she saw Feng Ling turn around and walk towards the bridge. What she said before leaving made her a little uneasy. She only heard: "I took the hairpin, you don't have to wait, I am Feng Ling."
Chapter completed!