Jingyu used to be a sword, but now she is just a person, and she is also a mother.

The former first-class killer of Luowang Tianzi has completely fallen into depravity as time goes by. Whether it is because of Ying Zheng or Ying Yan at this time, the aura of the "sword" on her body becomes weaker, and the charm of the human being becomes heavier.

For Ying Zheng, it is difficult for him to judge whether he made a profit or lost money.

But for Jingluo, Ying Zheng could have no hesitation to determine that among all the tasks she had taken, the last order received by Prime Minister Lu Buwei was the task that made her most regretless.

Looking at the sleeping daughter in her arms, Jingyu's always cold eyes showed the tenderness that only Ying Zheng could see. This tenderness that belongs to Ying Zheng was unique, and at this time, there was another sharer.

When the former Xianyu Yan Lingji worked hard in another world for her future, the youngest killer in the history of Luowang has no such a fighting spirit. Now she only hopes that the years will be peaceful and she can watch her daughter grow up slowly with peace of mind.

He gently put his daughter back to the bed, and Jingyu looked at the scenery outside the window. The sun was fierce at noon, as if it was about to distort the air.

It was a little hot. Jingyu thought to himself.

"Yan'er is asleep?" A male voice rang behind Jingyu.

The tiny fuzz on Jingyu's neck was obviously a little frightened, but then relaxed.

"Is there nothing wrong with the king today?" Jingyu turned around and asked Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng appeared here at this time, obviously beyond her expectations.

At this time, Ying Zheng was no longer what he used to be, and Jingluo was no longer the Jingluo. Since Ying Zheng got married at the end of last year, Jingluo, who already had Ying Yan, naturally could not be like before. She followed Ying Zheng as a guard during the day, and she couldn't leave at night.

Jingyu is no longer the only one, and she naturally has less time to see Ying Zheng. During this period of time, Ying Zheng appeared here, which made Jingyu surprised. The acting master who once could perfectly control any emotions could no longer hide the surprise in her eyes.

"Of course there is nothing wrong today." Ying Zheng pinched Jingyu's cheeks, which were tense together.

"Where are those two ladies?" Jingyu asked with the flow and pulled Ying Zheng's hand.

"Are you caring about them?" Ying Zheng pulled Jingyu away from the bed and said.

Jingyu did not answer Ying Zheng this time because she would not worry about those two at all, but she could not say that.

"They are taken care of by the two empress dowagers, so they are fine." Fortunately, Ying Zheng, who knew Jingyu's personality, did not continue to ask questions, but took the initiative to answer the questions for Jingyu.

"Don't envy you, there is another reason behind this incident." Ying Zheng added.

When Jingyu was pregnant again, he did not have such treatment. Jingyu could not care about himself, but he had to care about Ying Yan's future status in this Qin Palace.

For the sake of his daughter, Jingyu must also be willing to be a vulgar woman.

"I don't envy." Jingyu, who had learned to lie, whispered.

"You should stay away from us two empress dowagers. The two idle and energetic women who are thinking about palace battles all day long." Ying Zheng explained.

The enemy of Empress Dowager Huayang and Zhao Ji have long become incompatible. The past struggle slowly shifted to Ying Zheng's descendants, which was inevitable.

However, Ying Zheng was happy to see that such a situation was achieved. Two women who maintained a strong desire to fight were the best for Ying Zheng. Instead of letting them vent their energy elsewhere, it was better to let them fight each other, so that they could also control the fight within a range of joint force.

Of course, there is another reason. In order to create a mutual fighting environment between the two children who have never been born, Ying Zheng must also create a cushioning environment between them, and their mother can play a buffering role in it.

Regardless of whether Ying Zheng likes Mi Ling and Wei Xianxian, Ying Zheng must admit that these are two very kind women. Ying Zheng may not like kindness, but he will definitely not hate them.

"Yeah." Jingyu nodded and responded.

"You have thought about what path Yan'er will take in the future?" Ying Zheng sat on the soft couch that had been moving in the distance, and then asked Jingyu.

"I want Yan'er to learn martial arts with me." Jingyu squatted down and slowly took off Ying Zheng's boots and said.

"Learn martial arts?" Ying Zheng pondered.

When he gave Jingyu the right to decide on Ying Zheng's future arrangements, he had already thought of these things. Jingyu was different from Zi Nu, and she could only think of this one.

Jingyu, who lacked a sense of security since childhood, could only think of martial arts. She only knew that if Ying Yan wanted to have her own place in the royal family in the future, instead of being unable to control her destiny like those princesses, Ying Yan must make herself have a skill and play a role that is irreplaceable to others.

Ying Yan, who inherited the talents of Ying Zheng and Jingyu, could only choose this path for her.

"I don't have the intelligence of my sister Zi, and I don't know anything else. I only know martial arts and I can choose this path for Yan'er." Jing Yu put Ying Zheng's boots neatly on the foot of the bed and replied.

"It's fine if you think about it, but you should know that if you can't practice martial arts, if you can't practice to the top, it's better not to practice." Ying Zheng said.

"Yan'er is the king's woman. She has inherited the king's talent and will definitely become a master stronger than me." Jingyu promised.

"You can only say half of your words." Ying Zheng leaned against the soft couch and stretched his waist comfortably.

Upon hearing this, Jingyu couldn't help but look at Ying Zheng in confusion, and his frowning eyebrows seemed to want to know the answer urgently.

"The key is to inherit your talent, as for me?" Ying Zheng couldn't help but shake his head when he said this.

"Did our youngest killer in Tianzi have no confidence in himself?" Ying Zheng continued.

Jingluo was not only not surprised at all when she heard Ying Zheng's explanation, but she felt a little guilty. Ying Zheng might have never cared about it, but Jingluo herself knew that in the past few years, her swordsmanship had not made any progress at all, and to some extent, she was even a little weaker than before.

The Jingyu Sword is no longer sharp.

"Actually, my talent is not that good." Jingyu said guiltily while concealing his guilt.

"However, if Yan'er wants to learn martial arts, you can't teach you anymore." Ying Zheng thought.

"I know that if I were to teach Yan'er, it would only delay her." Jingyu replied.
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