Jingyu instinctively felt a trace of unusualness about Duanmu Rong who suddenly appeared in the Qin Palace and was responsible for taking care of herself.

Is she a palace maid or a medical officer? Jingyu was a little confused about Duanmurong's identity, because both identities were difficult to accurately describe Duanmurong's situation.

Jingyu, who adhered to the creed of killer who was not clear about the enemy situation, observed quietly for several days, and finally found a clue on Duanmurong.

It was approaching dusk. In Jingyu's bedroom, Duanmurong sat opposite Jingyu and chatted without saying a word in front of Jingyu.

Duanmurong's mind was obviously not in the chat with Jingyu, and she always swept her eyes over the location of the hall gate intentionally or unintentionally.

Jingyu, who was chatting with Duanmurong, was obviously half of her mind, but her other part was Duanmurong.

Duanmu Rong's own obscure actions naturally could not hide the intentional female killer. After all, just from the perspective of alertness, Jingyu's alertness has always been the highest except for a certain amount of time.

Looking at Duanmu Rong who tried her best to hide her thoughts in front of her, Jingyu became more and more sure of her guess.

Jingyu, who came to the conclusion, couldn't help but envy Duanmurong in front of her. What was she doing at Duanmurong's age? Jingyu, who was dealing with Duanmurong in her mouth, recalled secretly.

When I was twelve, I had almost started to perform tasks.

Recalling the past memories, Jingyu felt a faint melancholy and regret for the first time.

I was shocked when I noticed what I was thinking in my heart. These thoughts were something she had never thought about. She had never thought about what was wrong with life as a killer. Although I couldn't say I liked such a life, I didn't hate it. But when did I actually start asking for such a life.

While observing Duanmurong and trying to see Duanmurong clearly, Jingyu had not yet come up with a definite answer, but instead she had a greater doubt about herself.

Jingyu, who suppressed the thoughts that should not have appeared in her heart, focused her attention again on Duanmurong. The two women with ulterior motives were still talking and laughing on the surface, looking extremely harmonious.

Until Jingyu seemed to be just a sentence that he mentioned accidentally.

"The king shouldn't be back today. There are many things to deal with in Zhangtai Palace." Jing Yu, who seemed unintentional but was interested, focused his attention on Duanmurong while speaking, just as if he had faced the most powerful enemy, he refused and could not let go of even a slight change in Duanmurong's body.

Sure enough, after Jingyu's seemingly unintentional words, Duanmurong's body stiffened for a moment. Although that moment was very short, it could not escape Jingyu's eyes.

"Well, I won't be back." Duanmurong quickly concealed the loss in her heart and repeated without any emotion.

"Well, I won't come back." Jingyu said as he imitated Duanmurong.

Duanmurong realized the loss of words and couldn't help but look red. She didn't even dare to look at Jingyu again. She was guilty and tried her best to let herself observe Jingyu's reaction. When she saw that Jingyu seemed to have no changes, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It was so dangerous that I almost exposed the biggest secret.

If it only exposes the secret in his heart, it is embarrassing, but it is still within the scope of being able to bear it. But if it is exposed to Jingyu's eyes, Duanmurong can only find a crack in the ground to get into it.

Fortunately, Jingyu didn't seem to notice it. Duanmu Rong thought to herself.

But she didn't know that Jingyu herself was an acting master. In terms of control over her own expressions, she recognized the first place in the Qin Palace, and Ying Zheng could only ranked second.

What she wants others to see on her face or not to see on her face is all in her thoughts.

Three years ago, she could satisfy some of Ying Zheng's bad tastes, but in these three years, with Ying Zheng, although she had no previous tasks, Jingyu's acting skills had gone to the next level.

Duanmurong wanted to find her answer from Jingyu's face, which was like a fool.

Before he knew it, he had completed a confrontation and Duanmurong had completely defeated. Jingyu got his own answer, and Duanmurong also got the answer today. Although their answers had different impacts on him, they all achieved their goals in the end.

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It is true that Jingyu is the dominant emperor of the Qin Palace with his acting skills, and Ying Zheng also has a ability that no one in Qin can surpass him.

In Zhangtai Palace, Lu Buwei looked at the book scripts covered with the ground in the hall and the leather and silk books in scrolls. He was surprised and had a little more clarity. Zhao's map household registration was here.

Guo Kai's ability is indeed extraordinary. Although he rarely uses his own abilities to do anything good, his efficiency is enough to be ashamed of 99% of capable officials in the world when doing bad things.

"There are household registration maps in the southern border of Zhao State. I'm sorry to ask Zhong's father to bring these things back to the Prime Minister's Mansion and reorganize these things." Ying Zheng pointed to the Shujian map in front of him and said to Lu Buwei who was summoned to Zhangtai Palace.

"The household registration is handled according to the old method, but the map still has to trouble Zhongfu and re-paint according to the orphan's request." Ying Zheng continued.

"Please make it clear to the king." Lu Buwei replied.

"The map that is now open can only see the general outline between places, but there is no law of public access for distance, orientation, and height between places, making it difficult to accurately display the real geographical situation between places in the map. When applying the map, you must also look at the user's experience to speculate. This will inevitably cause many inevitable mistakes. Therefore, the mapping must be formulated in advance to make a set of strict rules."

Ying Zheng was very clear about the basic rules for making maps in later generations, and he also knew that those who were not original to later generations. As early as in ancient times, some people had formulated eight methods of making maps such as directional and expectation. Although they were different from the names of later generations, their connotations were indeed similar, but systematic rules were not formed at this time.

Therefore, when Ying Zheng explained to Lu Buwei the method that should be followed in making the map, Lu Buwei was surprised, but he accepted it quickly because these things were not special, but no one had ever made a systematic summary of these.

When Ying Zheng and Lu Buwei finished discussing the household registration map, it was getting darker. Ying Zheng, who had originally thought of staying in Zhangtai Palace, finally chose to return to Xianyang.

In the hall covered with night, Jingluo, who was far away from Ying Zheng, expressed her doubts to Ying Zheng.

"I never thought about the bad things about my past life, but today I recalled the past again, but suddenly I realized that I hated such a life." Jingyu, who was lying flat, said to Ying Zheng with his head on his side.

"Good and bad are relative. You had no way to compare before, so naturally you didn't like or hate. Now that you have this thing that can be compared, you will inevitably have these feelings."

"Because of comparison?" Jingyu recalled Ying Zheng's words and nodded subconsciously, because she thought that she really had these thoughts that she had developed because she saw Duanmu Rong.

"You think your past life is not good, but to me, it is a good thing." Ying Zheng continued.

"Is it because of comparison? Because I like my current life more, I feel disgusted with my past life." The clever Jingluo said in accordance with Ying Zheng's words.

"You can't be so smart now, be stupid." Ying Zheng suddenly smiled.

"How stupid?" Jingyu, who was originally a little sleepy, was no longer sleepy in an instant.

Actually, she liked the game that Ying Zheng liked very much, but she never told anyone else.

"Take Yan Lingji as a reference." Ying Zheng said with a serious expression.

"King." Jingyu suddenly changed his tone.

Ying Zheng's brows trembled when he heard the strange and familiar voice, and then he seemed to think of something again, and it was boring: "Let's rest."

"Yeah." Jingyu, who was full of prank-like smiles, responded obediently, and then closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!