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"How long will Your Majesty come out this time? Will you be in seclusion soon?" Duanmu Rong thought for a while, and asked the question in her heart.
Over the years, Ying Zheng has been in seclusion for a long time, and even the times she has seen Ying Zheng have become very few. Fortunately, she has many things she needs to do, so she is not lonely.
Feelings of
"No need to go into seclusion within two years." Ying Zheng said.
"Two years, what about two years later?" Duanmurong asked playfully.
"Two years later? It doesn't take two years later. Two years later, a war will begin." Ying Zheng said.
Two years later, the Qin army will launch the final decisive battle in the world of martial souls. By then, the Qin State will not only completely destroy the two empires, but also attack the gods, and eventually destroy the so-called gods in that world, and then take the gods as the gods.
Base, completely conquer the entire plane.
In Ying Zheng's understanding, under the divine realm in that direction, there is not only one martial soul world, but also many other worlds.
And its divine realm can be connected with its divine realm. In the end, multiple divine realms merge to form a so-called great divine circle. For Ying Zheng, they are all excellent objects of conquest, weak and resource
Rich.
"Let's go back to Xianyang Palace." Duanmurong pulled Ying Zheng's hand and said, "She still doesn't like the topic of war."
"Return to Xianyang Palace? Haven't you been in this medical academy for the past few years?" Ying Zheng said in surprise.
"Does Your Majesty really not know the reason?" Duanmu Rong said in surprise without trusting Ying Zheng at all.
"Know."
"Then what is the reason for that?" Duanmu Rong said as she showed an expectant look.
"Because in the past few years, there is no me in Xianyang Palace, and the Xianyang Palace without me is just a palace. Only the Xianyang Palace where I am is, for Duanmurong, Duanmurong now wants to go home." Ying Zheng
Rubbing Duanmurong's long hair wrapped in a turban, she said.
"I knew that Your Majesty must know the reason." Duanmurong smiled with a pursed lips, and her expression was unconcealed happiness.
"So, we're going home now?"
"Well, go home." Duanmurong said as she had already stuffed her palm into Ying Zheng's palm.
Looking at Duanmu Rong's childish behavior, Ying Zheng also tightened her palm with a faint fragrance of medicine.
In Xianyang Palace, Ying Yue, who was transforming from a girl to a girl, looked at the beautiful dresses in front of her, but her small face was full of entanglement.
"Xiaojiu, what kind of items should I wear to meet my father?" Ying Yue, who was unable to make a decision for a while, could only throw the problem to the maid beside her.
Ranwen
"Your Majesty wants to see that it is His Highness the Princess. As for the clothes, as long as they are worn on His Highness the Princess, His Majesty will like them." The maid who was called Xiaojiu by Ying Yue said with a pleasing smile.
Her name is Zhao Jiu, Zhao of Zhao, and nine of the numbers one, two, three, and nine. She has a beautiful appearance. Even in Xianyang Palace, her color is the best column, but here, she only
She could use a number as her name, and here she had only become a maid.
She was the former princess of Zhao State and the only child who was still alive in Zhao Yan, the last king of Zhao State.
"Really?" Ying Yue looked at the maid in front of her, but there was a look of suspicion in her eyes.
But she remembered that her mother told herself that she could only believe 60% of the maid around her, because she was raised by Queen Zhao himself, and what she learned from childhood was to survive, and in order to survive, she often had to sell something.
"I can be sure." Zhao Jiu said firmly.
"I think it should be the case, so let's just do it." Ying Yue said casually and placed her hand on a light purple skirt.
"Yue'er, are you still picking clothes? You have become so stinky and beautiful, and you can choose a piece of clothes for so long." At this time, a gentle voice with a little disgust came from the curtain.
"Mom, it's only a while, and you'll only take longer than me in your clothes." Ying Yue retorted at the familiar voice.
"You, should you really let your father discipline you well? Is there anyone who talks to your mother like this?" Yan Fei, who was wearing a dark gold dress, turned the curtain and appeared in front of Ying Yue, but his hands were covered in thin air.
He slapped his daughter on the forehead without hesitation.
"Mom, if you do, my forehead will be red, be careful that my father will help me take revenge when he sees it." Ying Yue protested with his forehead covering.
"You." Concubine Yan looked at her dissatisfied daughter in front of her and looked helpless.
As long as you stay in Xingle Palace for a long time, it will be no wonder that you will learn to be naughty.
"Mom, wait for me and I'll be fine soon."
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"Your Majesty, you must remember that I have served you now. You will return it tonight." In the Xianyang back hall, Yan Lingji gently patted her cheeks, which was unrestrained, and she was naughty and carrying her with her face.
Said fun.
"This is not impossible, but you have to agree to me with a condition." Ying Zheng, who leaned on the soft couch with a refreshing spirit, said.
"What conditions?" Yan Lingji asked curiously.
"I want to see Yan Lingji when I was a child." Ying Zheng looked at Yan Lingji with a bright look as he spoke.
"Yan Lingji when I was a child?" Yan Lingji was stunned, then she reacted, so she said with playfulness: "What a small Yan Lingji you want to see?"
"Four-year-old? Twelve years old? Or ten years old? It can't be eight years old, right?"
Yan Lingji, who has completely integrated the fire of Phoenix Nirvana, has already cultivated to the realm of heaven and man, and is an extremely powerful existence in the realm of heaven and man. The phoenix's innate magical power Nirvana has long been mastered by Yan Lingji, and his mastery of the body.
It has even reached an incredible state.
What Yan Lingji said at this time was not a joke, but that she could really do it.
"Eight years old?" Ying Zheng looked at Yan Lingji with long chests and legs in front of him, and a small Yan Lingji couldn't help but appear in his mind.
I haven't seen it before, what would Yan Lingji look like at that time?
"Your Majesty, you won't really want it..." Yan Lingji, who had never looked away from Ying Zheng, could easily notice a trace of abnormal movement in Ying Zheng's expression.
"Speaking of this, I have never seen the eight-year-old Yan Lingji." Ying Zheng looked at Yan Lingji and his various postures of Yan Lingji kept appearing in his mind, but the image of Yan Lingji was in his childhood.
, but it was difficult to build for a while.
"Your Majesty really wants to see the eight-year-old Yan Lingji?" Yan Lingji hesitated.
"nature."
Meeting Ying Zheng's sight, Yan Lingji hesitated for a moment, but nodded. A red flame instantly ignited on Yan Lingji's body. As the flames pounded, a short, round arm stretched out from the flames.