When people were in Qin, they ruled the world

Chapter 611 The True Usage of the Fire of Nirvana (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, add more, ask for monthly pass)
"How long will Your Majesty be out this time? Is it going to retreat again soon?" After thinking for a while, Duanmu Rong still asked the question in his heart.

Over the years, Yingzheng's retreat time has become longer and longer, and even the number of times she has seen Yingzheng has become very rare. Fortunately, she has a lot of things to do on her own, so she is not lonely feeling.

"There is no need to retreat within two years." Ying Zheng said.

"Two years, what about after two years?" Duanmu Rong asked playfully.

"Two years later? It won't be necessary after two years. Two years later, a war will start." Ying Zheng said.

Two years later, the Qin army will launch the final decisive battle in the Wuhun world. At that time, Qin will not only completely destroy the two empires, but will also rebel against the gods, and finally destroy the so-called gods in that world, and then use the gods as a Base, completely conquer the entire plane.

According to Ying Zheng's understanding, under the God Realm in that plane, there is not only one martial soul world, but also many other worlds.

And its God Realm can be connected with other God Realms. In the end, multiple God Realms merged to form a so-called Great God Circle. For Ying Zheng, they are all excellent targets for conquest. Rich.

"Let's go back to Xianyang Palace." Duanmu Rong pulled Ying Zheng's palm and said, she still didn't like the topic of war very much.

"Go back to Xianyang Palace? Haven't you been in this medical school for several years?" Ying Zheng asked in surprise.

"Your Majesty really doesn't know the reason?" Duan Murong asked in surprise, not believing Ying Zheng at all.

"know."

"Then tell me, what is the reason, Your Majesty?" Duanmu Rong said with an expectant look.

"Because in the past few years, Xianyang Palace has not had me, and Xianyang Palace without me is just a palace. Xianyang Palace, where only I am, is home to Duanmurong. Now Duanmurong wants to go home." Ying Zheng Rubbing Duanmu Rong's long hair wrapped under the scarf.

"I knew His Majesty must know the reason." Duanmu Rong pursed her lips and smiled, with an expression of unconcealable happiness.

"So, we go home now?"

"Well, go home." Duan Murong said, already stuffing her palm into Ying Zheng's.

Seeing Duanmu Rong's naive behavior, Ying Zheng also clenched her palm with a faint medicinal fragrance.

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 little face was full of tangled expressions.

"Xiao Jiu, tell me, which one should I wear to meet my father?" Ying Yue, who was having a hard time making a decision, could only throw the question to the maid beside her.

"Your Majesty wants to meet Her Majesty the Princess. As for the clothes, as long as they are worn by Her Majesty, Your Majesty will like them." The maid Ying Yue called Xiao Jiu said with a flattering smile.

Her name is Zhao Jiu, Zhao of the Zhao Kingdom, nine of the numbers one, two, three to nine, she is beautiful, even in Xianyang Palace, her color is the best row, but here, she only Can use a number as her name, here, she only became a maid.

She was the former princess of Zhao State, the only living heir of Zhao Yan, the last king of Zhao State.

"Really?" Ying Yue looked at the maid in front of her with suspicion in her eyes.

She remembered that her mother had told her that she could only believe [-]% of what the maid beside her was saying, because she was raised by Queen Zhao herself, and what she learned from an early age was survival, and in order to survive, she often had to sell something.

"I'm sure." Zhao Jiu said firmly.

"I think it should be so, so let's take this one." Ying Yue casually put her hands on a lavender dress as she said.

"Yue'er, are you still picking out clothes? Since when did you become so stinky, you can choose a piece of clothing for so long." At this time, a gentle voice with a bit of disgust came from the curtain.

"Mother, it's only a while, and you will only spend longer picking out clothes than me." Hearing a familiar voice, Ying Yue retorted.

"You, it's time for your father to discipline you. Do you ever talk to your mother like this?" Concubine Yan, who was dressed in a dark gold dress, turned the curtain and appeared in front of Yingyue, but her hands were completely intact. He patted his daughter on the forehead bluntly.

"Mother, if you slap my forehead red, be careful to avenge me if the emperor sees it." Ying Yue protested, clutching her forehead.

"You." Concubine Yan looked at the unconvinced daughter in front of her, showing a look of helplessness.

As long as he stays in Xingle Palace for a long time, it is not surprising that he learns to be naughty.

"Mother, wait for me a moment, I will be ready soon."

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"Your Majesty, you must also remember that I have served you now, and you have to return it tonight." In the apse of Xianyang, Yan Lingji gently patted her blushing cheeks, with a mischievous expression. Said playfully.

"It's not impossible, but you have to agree to one condition." Ying Zheng said, leaning on the soft couch refreshed.

"What conditions?" Yan Lingji asked curiously.

"I want to see Yan Lingji when I was a child." Ying Zheng looked at Yan Lingji with burning eyes while speaking.

"The Yan Lingji when I was a child?" Yan Lingji was stunned, and then she realized it, so she said playfully, "What kind of young Yan Lingji does Your Majesty want to see?"

"Fourteen? Twelve? Or ten? It can't be eight?"

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, and Phoenix's innate supernatural power Nirvana has long been mastered by Yan Lingji. It has reached an unimaginable 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 the bulging and long-legged Yan Ling Ji in front of him, and a little Yan Ling Ji couldn't help but appear in his mind.

It seems that I haven't seen it yet, what would Yan Lingji look like at that time?
"Your Majesty, you don't really want..." Yan Lingji, who never took her eyes off Ying Zheng, easily noticed a slight change in Ying Zheng's expression.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen the eight-year-old Yan Lingji yet." Ying Zheng looked at Yan Lingji and said, various postures of Yan Lingji kept appearing in his mind, but the image of Yan Lingji belonged to the childhood , but it is difficult to build for a while.

"Your Majesty really wants to take a look at the eight-year-old Yan Lingji?" Yan Lingji hesitated.

"nature."

Meeting Yingzheng's sight, Yan Lingji hesitated for a while, but still nodded, a crimson flame instantly ignited on Yan Lingji's body, and while the flames were beating, a short, round arm stretched out from the flames. out.

(End of this chapter)