goddess above

Chapter 1425 Rabbits Don't Like Eagles
Whether it's the battle in the royal court or the battle in the Central Plains, she insists on one thing, that is, not to harm the child. Even though Lu Muda has done so many wrong things, Jing Yu never thought of killing him, but they chose to make up their minds. After hitting Jinyu, at least Jinyu was rescued today, if not, wouldn't it be to grind her heart?

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Lingyuan squatted down and looked at her, still crying: "Princess, they are deceiving people too much."

Jing Yu clutched the bed sheet tightly: "Send a letter to Rong Zhan, tell him that I want to eat big cherries and shrimps, and get me some fat crabs, and also, choose seven or eight lively and honest children to send to him." Jinyu is a playmate."

Lingyuan wiped away her tears: "Yes, the servant girl is going to deliver the message."

Ever since she was born, Jinyu has never suffered from such serious illnesses. She has had fevers repeatedly for half a month. The fat little person who was originally white and fat has become a little lamb. He doesn't talk too much, and stays quietly in his room every day, playing with a lot of gadgets, but there is no smile on his face, his big eyes lack starlight, and he has no wit for no reason.

Jing Yu sat with him and teased him for a long time with his favorite gadget, but he didn't say a word. When Ming Huai came in, he saw Jing Yu wiped his eyes again, patted Jin Yu on the shoulder and picked him up.

"Would you like to go for a walk with Daddy?"

He shook his head, very resistant to going out, and turned to look for Jing Yu, who quickly hugged him.

"I do not want to go out?"

He nodded and hugged Jingyu's neck, hiding his small face on her shoulders and neck so that he didn't show it.

Jing Yu told Ming Huai not to worry, and smiled softly to himself: "Are you afraid of the cold?"

He still shook his head, and it took a while before he spoke, soft and sticky like a frightened little rabbit, he shrugged his nose and said in a low voice: "Mother, am I annoying?"

"Of course not." Jing Yu kissed him: "Jinyu is the most obedient and well-behaved, everyone likes Jinyu."

"But they don't play with me at all, and bully me together."

He was so wronged that he was weaker than an eggplant beaten by Shuang.

Jing Yu sat him on his lap, wiped his tears and rubbed his little face, not knowing how to explain to him, Ming Huai hugged him again.

"Do you still remember the eagle raised by grandpa?"

Jinyu nodded with her mouth curled up: "Remember, there is only one."

"What about the rabbits? Is it a big litter?"

He nodded and lowered his head to touch his flesh.

Ming Huai put him on the ground, but he still lowered his head, the small one made people reluctant to emphasize his tone.

Ming Huai squatted down and held his hand: "The eagle will eat the rabbit, so the rabbit hates the eagle very much. You are the eagle. They are all rabbits, so naturally they don't like you. You shouldn't go play with the rabbit. You have to play with the rabbit." Play with people who are eagles like you."

He still didn't say a word, and didn't understand Ming Huai's reasoning, but Jing Yu came up with an idea.

In the middle of the twelfth lunar month, what she wanted was delivered from Tujin, a large cart of fresh big cherries that made people drool, and Jingyu was also generous, not only gave one basket to King Rong, but also took three baskets out to distribute to the patriarchs of other tribes, Ming Huai took this opportunity to tell them about letting them go when they saw the seal, and gave them very good conditions.

After so many days, everyone who has touched and tried the weapons made by Tujin knows whether they are good or not, and they are also tempted to buy them. It just so happens that Minghuai promises that as long as they don't charge merchants for tolls, every thousand sets of weapons will be paid for. They gave [-]% of the benefits, and saved more money than searching for merchants. These patriarchs naturally agreed, and even Jin Meng did not resist the temptation to agree.

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(End of this chapter)