Just like Xinzheng three years ago, in the winter three years later, the conquerors of Xinzheng left this place again. The residents of Xinzheng might have changed their minds. At this time, they were no longer afraid, but as for his neighbors, they were still the same. Facing his departure, the sharp sword hanging on their heads finally returned to the sheath. This undoubtedly made great news for those of them who did not look like trying the sharp blade.

With all the eager expectations, the sword will eventually return to the sheath.

On the endless Guanzhong Plain, a long black dragon appeared in the white snow. In addition to still besieging part of the Zhao army, most of the hundreds of thousands of troops returned to their hometowns according to their household registration after passing Hangu Pass. Therefore, the black dragon at this time was not as grand as imagined, but the more than 10,000 soldiers were more and more small in the vastness.

"Xianyang, it's coming soon." Yan Lingji, who ignored the cold wind, raised the curtain of the car and looked out the window at the city wall that seemed to have appeared in front of her.

"You remember it very clearly." Ying Zheng, who had closed his rest on the way, opened his eyes and said.

At this time, they were indeed not far from Xianyang, but Ying Zheng thought that Yan Lingji could actually know that this homegirl who was more homeless than him had left Xianyang in a few times in the past three years. How could he know how close the place where everything was covered by heavy snow at this time was to Xianyang?

"This is the taste of home." Yan Lingji sniffed proudly and said, obviously very helpful to the surprise in Ying Zheng's eyes.

Home? Ying Zheng repeated the word Yan Lingji said. Did you regard Xianyang as your home?

At this time, under Ying Zheng's scrutiny, Yan Lingji had already realized that she had inadvertently exposed something, but she did not feel embarrassed because the secret in her heart was seen through by others. Instead, she was very happy about it, just because she was Yan Lingji and just because he was Ying Zheng.

"I was wondering whether my original decision was wrong?" Ying Zheng said as he looked at the Baiyue demon girl who revealed her stubbornness in shyness.

He really regretted it at this moment. Such a cute woman should always keep her by her side.

Until this time, Ying Zheng had to admit that if he had become interested in Yan Lingji's land sack, then at this time, he would care more about Yan Lingji, an interesting person.

Unlike other women, she is not very smart, and she is definitely not related to kindness, but she is the simplest. Her simplicity makes Ying Zheng obsessed with her. There are too many smart people in the palace. Even in Ying Zheng's opinion, Honglian, who seems a bit cute, Ying Zheng knows that her favor for her is more out of consideration for her family. As for other women, they are all smarter than the other.

Ying Zheng, who has been used to seeing too many smart people and is also smart people, has no resistance to a simple person as Yan Lingji. If possible, he is willing to let Yan Lingji continue to be so simple forever.

Now he really regrets his original decision. There are so many ways for him to achieve his goals in that world, and Yan Lingji is not necessarily her.

Yan Lingji also understood the profound meaning of Ying Zheng's words. If it were a month ago, she would have been happy because of Ying Zheng's hesitation, and said happily to Ying Zheng that his regret was right. Of course, she would have to keep such a cute Yan Lingji with her side.

But it was not a month ago. While she was thinking about being so happy, she was also thinking about how she could help Ying Zheng. At this time, she wanted more, and at this time she was no longer satisfied with just being the favorite concubine of the King of Qin.

In order to help Ying Zheng as much as I can, she can and is willing to endure the pain caused by parting. Now, this pain seems to have been experienced by Ying Zheng, which makes her even more regretful.

Even in Yan Lingji's inner body, I am still proud of it. Do you regret it now? I have endured it for a long time now.

Yan Lingji, who experienced the strong pleasure of revenge, became even more proud.

The proud Yan Lingji easily revealed her fox tail. Ying Zheng, who was inadvertently stirred up by Yan Lingji's inadvertent words, had completely calmed down at this time. Naturally, he had taken Yan Lingji's slight pride in his eyes. Will he make Yan Lingji proud for too long?

Of course it was impossible. In Yan Lingji's pride, a big hand had already been grabbed at her. In Yan Lingji's thumping struggle, the woman who was still proud of her had been captured by Ying Zheng with one hand. The next moment, a crisp sound rang out in the carriage.

The sound is very crisp, with an unspeakable but captivating charm, and a crying backing singing.

"Master, it's all swollen." After a long time, a resentful voice appeared in the swelling of the car.

"If you say so, I want to take a look."

Another cumbersome voice.

"It seems to be really swollen."

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What's going on? Of course, the eyes are swollen.

At this time, Mrs. Mingzhu regretted it. This big Mingzhu rarely regrets her. She has a delicate mind and means but no lower limit. She has used her wisdom and lower limits to defeat one competitor after another, turning crises into opportunities again and again. The woman who once belonged to the Han Palace and now has the best woman, she is the one who is protecting her. Even the Honglian, who has the title of princess, will be overshadowed in front of her.

But such a female hero met his lifelong enemy, and they met two.

Not to mention Ying Zheng's methods, she has made her dying of ecstasy several times, but another person who was not difficult to deal with in the eyes of Mrs. Mingzhu has experienced even more destruction than Ying Zheng.

That person is Zhao Ji, the object of Mrs. Mingzhu's service at this time.

Mrs. Mingzhu, sitting in front of the dressing table, looked at her swollen face and faintly black eye sockets in the mirror, and felt that this winter was even colder.

At this time, she really regretted it. She successfully ticked out a strange attribute of Zhao Ji, but her original intention was to please Zhao Ji, and after she achieved her goal at the beginning, she quickly suffered a bad consequence.

Some things are mutually satisfying, but if the protagonist changes, it becomes that one party can only satisfy one party, such as Zhao Ji and Mingzhu.

What did Mingzhu get when she satisfied Zhao Ji? She didn't know, but she knew that Zhao Ji would never satisfy herself as much as she made her satisfied. What she could get was probably the wet pillow of every night.

Fortunately, her savior is coming back.

It is natural to repay the mother's debts and sons, isn't it? Looking at the shadow in the mirror, Mrs. Mingzhu unconsciously licked her lips. The shadow in the mirror seemed to have also changed and she became a boy.

That was a boy who made her love-hate.

"King, this is what you owe me." Mrs. Mingzhu slowly stretched her palm towards the bronze mirror, as if she could catch the person in the mirror.
Chapter completed!