Yongcheng.

When Lao Ai returned to Yongcheng, she had gone to Xianyang to deal with a group of mortal old antiques, but she was not in a good mood. She also saw snake carcasses all over the ground, which exploded like a volcano.

He had red hair and said proudly, "Who is it?!"

Being calculated.

He rolled his eyes, and the idea flashed into his mind immediately, a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

In front of him was a venomous snake as thick as the mouth of a bowl, snaking through the fallen leaves, crawling in front of Lao Ai and hissing: "They are two goblins, one of them can set fire, and even broke into the place where you worship."

Snakes' sense of smell is not very sensitive and they can only rely on temperature sensing.

Lao Ai aimed his snake eyes at himself and built a nine-story tower. The snake statue enshrined under him was his expectation for himself.

Only revered creatures can create human images. Mortals created Lord Shang's human image, and he can also create his own snake image.

Just respect.

Zhao Ji sat on the ground and took it happily: "I knew, Bu Wei, you still care about our children."

"Why are you still standing? Can't you go and cut out people's hearts yourself? You can't watch your son when he's hungry, but when the King of Qin orders you, you rush to catch up. Who is the King of Qin, your own son? Or is it Da Bu Xiao?

Bu is your biological son!"

Red walls, green tiles, heavy trees. Under the giant trees that have experienced the ancient changes of Yongcheng and the fierce power and storm, several palace people were chatting about their duties. When they saw the crowned Marquis Changxin, they hurriedly kept silent: "I have seen Marquis Changxin."

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The summary is: people can't be too smart, only fools will be lucky.

"still?!"

"Damn it, keep a straight face and show your seriousness to no one."

Hiss, mortal.

Lao Ai: "."

Lao Ai narrowed her eyes: "Zhao Shu."

"Buwei, look, our Da Bu and Xiao Bu, they are growing up very fast. In the past two years, they have listened to your instructions and taken good care of them. Bu Wei, even after you leave, I will

We are also working hard to raise our children."

Little did they know, it was just that their long-term trustworthiness looked upon mortals as if they were ants.

On the sun totem, the shadow of a thick and powerful red python was reflected. It was swallowing dead snakes scattered on the ground with its head hanging down.

The longer they live, the more they regress, and the longer they live, the narrower their vision becomes.

Zhao Ji opened her eyes wide and said, "Lu Buwei, since I married you, I, Zhao Ji, have been doing my best to be a good mistress and a good wife every day, but you stay in your nine-story tower all day and night every day, and the child is hungry.

It’s okay to ignore it when you’re tired. Every time I pick up the needle and thread for you with joy, embroider your clothes and learn the patterns, you can’t see them all, it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter.”

Living beings worship the gods of all things, and if they worship themselves, there is no sin.

As she said that, she shook the cradle at hand, "Oh, mom is going to make delicious food for your father. You must be obedient and don't cry. Don't cry, oh."

The days are long, and I still need to taste some fox flavor in the future.

Lao Ai thought to herself.

He frowned slightly, "I want to ask you about the tribute, how much is it?"

She is still dressed like a girl. If you ignore the fine lines at the corners of her eyes and the white hair, she said, "Lu Buwei, your two sons are hungry. Can't you hear or see? Where are you going in such a hurry? You don't care about me.

No, but that is your biological son."

Zhao Ji said with a sweet voice, like a baby still sucking milk, "Buwei, Buwei, where have you been? Let me wait better."

Chirp chirp, chirp chirp.

The palace people ignored her and just sat down to chat, and blatantly drank mutton soup stolen from the kitchen in a clay pot.

The snake tendon on Lao Ai's forehead twitched twice, "Just think that Lu Buwei is not a man."

Zhao Ji twisted her waist and came closer, her charming eyes flew away, and she wanted to kiss him again.

The two monsters were obviously afraid of Lao Ai. Lao Ai raised her eyes and immediately stopped crying. They just opened their mouths to bite the air.

"Buwei, Buwei, you're here!"

Thinking of this, Lao Ai couldn't help but let out the resentment in her belly.

Zhao Ji was stunned, "You"

Lao Ai's cold white face turned away, "No need to do it, just save some food."

If he wants to succeed, he has to endure it until this crazy woman deposes the King of Qin and puts her son on the throne. Waiting until the human emperor has no royal aura to protect him, then he will not be the meat in his fangs or the meal in his belly.

Mortals always like to use blood and family ties to maintain relationships and status, and it is even more the same when choosing a crown prince. It is not as orthodox and convincing as the abdication during the Yao and Shun era.

Lao Ai's eyes were dim, with red silk hanging down. Her dark-edged black robe was fluttering in the strong wind, and her thin, scarlet lips seemed to be pressed against her cheek, like a caressing lover.

Ants were crawling around, and no one would step on them. Lao Ai was very busy now, and he had to be busy seeing his two heirs.

He gave up communicating with this crazy woman.

The key is that she gave birth to a King of Qin who was full of royal energy and unprecedented in ancient times. From a low-level singing girl to the Queen Mother of Qin, no one said anything about her neglect of government affairs, and the shrewd businessman's threats to her reputation were not ignored.

Kill her.

When Zhao Ji saw him coming, a smile broke out on her face. She rushed towards him with tears in her eyes, living in a weaving dream.

Lao Ai really can't stand her.

But what followed was a half-full and hungry stomach.

"Zhao Shu is so kind-hearted and happy. Once you come back, it's okay for you not to take care of the children. You still don't mind this or that! Lu Buwei, are you a man?"

With such a arrogant attitude, he often appears like a hanged ghost hanging from a tree branch.

Lao Ai vomited the snake letter several times dangerously to show that his patience was exhausted.

Zhao Ji smiled with satisfaction: "Me, I grew up in the country of Zhao. When I was a child, I was beaten every time I failed to learn. The manager of the song and dance studio told me that it would be better if I grew up.

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"Do you still have unrequited feelings for me there and want to abandon us, mother and son, so that you can live a happy life with your arms around us?"

He raised his voice again and said, "But you were fine when the King of Qin issued the edict for you to go out. You asked me to keep an eye on the official ship to send the son-in-law and take good care of the children. You said it so gently and softly."

"Hiss——"

He replied impatiently: "Xianyang."

He used his snake eyes to poke around the half-burnt dead snake on the ground next to him. It still exuded the delicious smell of meat. His face was gradually covered with scales, and his head suddenly swelled into a bloody mouth.

The body of the Lao Ai snake slid and swished into the underground palace.

Curl up and loosen up, curl up and loosen up.

But there is always a knife in my heart.

She bit her lip: "As long as it's you and you're still by my side, we'll give birth to two common children together, and watching them grow up, Zhao Shu will feel that this life has not been in vain."

"Tribute, tribute, we only have two children. They were born weak and need to be raised with human hearts. These hearts are getting slower and slower, and they are no longer fresh. That's all. They all ran away a few days ago, and we haven't given them yet.

Come here, the child is howling with hunger."

"Xianyang?"

As soon as Zhao Ji heard the voice in his belly, she hurriedly said: "Look at me, I am the mistress of the house. I care about my two sons, but I am neglecting you. I am afraid that you are so hot when you come back from Xianyang in such a hurry."

You haven’t eaten anything yet, just wait, I’ll do it right now.”

That’s not all.

Lao Ai walked into the palace door. Inside, there were many dead soldiers he controlled with snake venom, as well as a nun who had been made into a zombie. Zhao Ji was biting the cradle to coax his heir.

Lao Ai is silent.

Lao Ai almost had to bite off one of her snake teeth.

He has always been like this, seeing people but not seeming to see them.

The stone door inside did not have a key, because he was confident enough in his own strength that no one could break into this snake cave, and no one dared.

As soon as he finished speaking, the two little monsters in the cradle spit out their cores: "Hiss, hiss -"

"Buwei——"

Zhao Ji burst into tears and smiled.

This is their common stupidity.

If it were him.

Zhao Ji bit her dripping lips and spat at him a few more times: "Lu Buwei! How did you become a father? Could it be that your employer ignored the Xi family and even reached out to my concubine to give birth to a son? Prime Minister,

One person is inferior to ten thousand people, but you are so kind to one and favor the other, and you are not afraid of being laughed at when you say it."

Lao Ai curled up her well-proportioned palms.
To be continued...