"I didn't say that." Yan Lingji said, grabbing Ying Zheng's hand that wanted to get into it.
"Did Gu understand it wrong?" Ying Zheng asked unexpectedly.
"Of course the king is wrong." Yan Lingji argued.
"Is that so?" Ying Zheng seemed a little disappointed.
"However, one thing seems to be correct." Yan Lingji added another hand to the back of her hand as she spoke. One hand was no match for her.
"What is it?"
"If I really want to have someone I like, there seems to be no one more suitable than the King." Yan Lingji said.
"Yeah?"
"Your Majesty, your martial arts are very strong and your power is number one in the world. How do you look?" Yan Lingji slowed down her tone slightly when she said this.
"How?" When Yan Lingji slowed down her tone, Ying Zheng had already taken over Yan Lingji's words.
"Human? She is also very beautiful when she grows up." Yan Lingji said and started laughing. The word "beautiful" is associated with Ying Zheng, which seems to be a very interesting thing for Yan Lingji.
"As beautiful as Yan Lingji." Yan Lingji's laughter accompanied her words.
"So this is ah."
"What?" Yan Lingji was a little surprised, because Ying Zheng's reaction was too calm. According to Yan Lingji's expectation, whether Ying Zheng was angry or laughed it off, he always had to react like this.
Calmness is not a reaction.
But Yan Lingji soon understood why Ying Zheng's reaction was so calm. It wasn't that Ying Zheng's reaction was too cold, but that he was focusing on another thing at this time.
When Yan Lingji was relaxing somewhere because she was laughing, she had already taken advantage of the situation and invaded the real high ground.
"Your Majesty, you?" Yan Lingji, who could no longer pull Ying Zheng's palm out, couldn't help but look at Ying Zheng angrily.
"What else?" Ying Zheng continued to ask as if he didn't see Yan Lingji's reaction.
"The words are also very nice, as if you can guess my thoughts." Yan Lingji felt relieved when she saw that Ying Zheng was not upset in his clothes.
"It's just annoying sometimes." Yan Lingji saw Ying Zheng showing a comfortable look because of her words, and suddenly turned over. When Ying Zheng was too relaxed to react, she was already
He firmly pressed Ying Zheng's palm and half of his arm underneath him.
"What are you doing?" Ying Zheng looked at Yan Lingji in shock as her upper body was pressed tightly against the bed, her waist even slightly arched backwards to increase the strength of her upper body. For a moment, she didn't even know what was happening in front of her.
One scene is what happened.
"Hmph." Yan Lingji's proud voice responded to Ying Zheng.
"You know what? You are really stupid the way you are now." Ying Zheng, who understood, couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
Why does Yan Ling Ji make me look more and more stupid the more I look at her? She has nothing to do with the word "spirit" in Yan Ling Ji.
"I'm not stupid." Yan Lingji said proudly.
"You care about your breasts but not your buttocks, aren't you stupid?" Ying Zheng slapped Yan Lingji's high-arched buttocks behind her and said.
"Ah!" She exclaimed, but Yan Lingji did not relax her upper body strength at all, as if she was ready to continue the stalemate with Ying Zheng.
"Okay, okay, let go." Ying Zheng put his arm around Yan Lingji's shoulders and said.
"I don't." Yan Lingji was very stubborn at this time.
"Are you sure?" Ying Zheng asked.
"I'm sure, and I'm very sure." Yan Lingji said firmly and in a strong voice.
"well."
A sigh.
"If your Majesty gives up now, it's still too late." Hearing that sigh, Yan Lingji became even more proud.
"You want to admit defeat." As Ying Zheng spoke, the palms firmly pressed by Yan Lingji moved slightly and pointed like pincers.
"Hmm! Hum!" With a muffled sound, Yan Lingji's lying body twisted into a complex arc.
His knees, waist, abdomen, and chin were firmly pressed against the bed, but his hips and chest were slightly raised, and his whole body was twisted into a twisted snake in an instant.
"Stop trying to be brave, or you won't be able to become stronger." As Ying Zheng spoke, his palm had already passed through the gap under Yan Lingji's body and turned her over.
"How can this be?" At this time, Yan Lingji had already changed into another color.
"Get some rest," Ying Zheng said.
"Really?" Yan Lingji looked at Ying Zheng's retracted palm suspiciously and said.
"Of course you can't eat good food all at once, otherwise you will lose a lot of flavor." Ying Zheng said.
"Really?" Yan Lingji said doubtfully.
Yan Lingji, who was uneasy and filled with some expectation, had no intention of resting for a while. She looked at the darkness in front of her with her eyes, as if she was waiting for something.
It wasn't until the steady and powerful breathing sounded rhythmically in her ears that Yan Lingji realized that Ying Zheng's words were not lies.
"After all, I won. You must not know it. As long as you insist, I won't refuse. Originally, I had a little crush on you, and I won't fall in love with anyone else. Come earlier that day."
What difference does it make if you come later? However, it's not that I don't want to, it's that you don't want it." Yan Lingji listened to the breathing in her ears.
The two voices intertwined, and the darkness completely regained the calm it should have.
People who are able to fall asleep do so because they feel at ease, but not everyone is able to feel at ease, so some people find it difficult to fall asleep at this time.
For example, Pearl.
In a luxuriously decorated palace, in the darkness of the night, deep inside, there was still a light flickering.
Mingzhu, who was only wearing a layer of gauze because the weather was getting hotter, didn't look sleepy at all at this time. Instead, she buried herself among the scrolls of bamboo slips and transcribed the rows of Korean characters on them to another blank bamboo slip.
on, in the process converting it into Qin seal script.
These bamboo slips come from the night, and all the intelligence killer systems of Luowang are gathered here.
"I must find something in this palace that can make me settle down." Mingzhu, who had finished transcribing a scroll of bamboo slips, put down the brush in his hand, stretched his aching wrist, and said to himself.
"I used to think that beauty was the foundation for establishing myself in the palace, but I was wrong. Although beauty is very important for establishing myself in the palace, it is not the foundation. It is just a stepping stone. It is just a stepping stone.
Ah." Mingzhu sighed.
For the first time in her life, Mingzhu experienced a feeling of worrying about gains and losses.
Beauty, in any place, should be the object of pursuit, and the former pearl thought so too.
Even in the palace, although there are many beauties, Mingzhu firmly believes that the real beauty is still one in ten thousand, one in one hundred thousand, or even one in a million, and she, even in the palace, is still among the top ones.
kind.
Mingzhu has such confidence.
But now, Mingzhu's self-confidence is not quite enough.