He had been crying for too long, and An Jing's eyes were red and swollen like two peaches.
He was very tired at this time, his eyes were tightly closed, and whimpers like a wounded animal came from his throat from time to time.
Jin Qing stretched out two fingers to pinch An Jing's back collar, and stood up together with An Jing.
Jin Qing shook the An Jing Bao in his hand vigorously. Just as he was about to put An Jing Bao back on the ground, he heard An Jing Bao "humming" twice, and then raised his hand to rub his red and swollen eyes.
An Jing's peach eye was cracked with a small crack. He looked at the situation in front of him in confusion, then tried hard to open his eyes wide, and shouted to Jin Qing in surprise: "Min'er!"
Jin Qing: "..." I woke up quickly.
Afterwards, Jin Qing put the little kid on the ground, turned around and went to the room to find food.
Unexpectedly, he felt a sudden tightening on his legs. Jin Qing was startled: Someone is attacking!
He raised his legs and threw out the things on his legs.
She heard a scream, and the little kid who had just hugged her legs and was about to stir up emotions was thrown away by her.
707 immediately screamed: "Host, save people quickly." It was a doll, but a tough girl like her couldn't handle it.
After hearing 707's shout, Jin Qing realized that the person she had just kicked out seemed to be a person and her mission target.
I saw Jin Qing rushing out with a quick step. Just when An Jingbo was about to hit the wall, Jin Qing had already hugged An Jingbo in her arms, and she herself hit the wall hard.
707 hissed from between its teeth. It couldn't bear to look at it. How could this wall be the opponent of its brain-dead host?
Sure enough, with Jin Qing's collision, the nearly eight-meter-high wall was instantly knocked down by Jin Qing.
Jin Qing held An Jing Hao in her arms and stood firm, patting the dirt on her body calmly, while An Jing Hao stared at Jin Qing blankly.
It seemed that he still couldn't accept that he had just returned from hell.
Realizing that something was wrong with An Jingbo, 707 quickly reminded Jin Qing: "Host, this child may be frightened. Please call him out." For missionaries like them, soul-calling actually has a scientific basis.
Hearing this, Jin Qing lifted An Jingbao in her arms and asked to the pale little face, "Would you like to play again." Anyway, the child is easy to fool, so what if she calls this a game? There will be no one on the left or right to expose her.
707 almost vomited blood when he heard this. He wanted to shake Jin Qing's shoulders and shout, "You are sick!"
But who would have thought that there was a change in An Jing's dull little face: his lips moved slightly.
Jin Qing looked at An Jinghao and felt that the other party's action just now seemed to agree with his proposal. Then he waved his hands and threw Anjinghao into the sky.
An Jingbo was really frightened just now. After being thrown away by Jin Qing, his eyesight blurred and his heart suddenly tightened.
When he lowered his head again, he found that he was like a bird, flying high in the air, overlooking the entire palace.
For the first time, An Jing found that the palace that he could not see was so small, so small that he could completely cover it with just one foot.
Seeing An Jingbo flying to a height of 50 meters, Jin Qing asked with some guilt: "Did I use too much strength?"
707 sincerely suggested: "How about you give this kid a good time!" If the mission target is strangled to death, they will at most be kicked back into space.
But it is really cruel to scare people with such a soft knife!
And... 707 clicked on the task list in confusion. Raising children is obviously a very simple task, but this task has tortured many task takers before.
707 looked at the number of failed tasks marked on the task attachment, and was very surprised. What was the reason for this task to have so many failed records?
An Jingbo had risen to the highest point he could reach. He felt that time had stopped, and then his whole heart lifted up. Before he had time to scream, he quickly fell to the ground.
An Jinghao felt that his life had become fantasy. Just a second ago, his head was cut off by the invading Kuba leader.
When he opened his eyes again, he was stunned by the woman in front of him who only existed in his memory.
Is this hell? Why is it exactly the same as the Leng Palace in his memory? What about his dead mother and concubine? Where is she?
An Jingji had very complicated feelings for Concubine Xian. He knew that Concubine Xian was the one who committed herself to the eunuch for him, in exchange for food for him.
But the sacrifice of his mother and concubine was really not what he wanted.
He would rather starve to death with his mother and concubine than have his proud mother and concubine treat him like this.
I remember that after his father was released and successfully seized power.
The ministers in the court were excited again and sent their daughters to the palace one after another.
Maybe it was because he, the only heir and the former crown prince of Dayu Dynasty, was released from the cold palace, which gave these people a sense of crisis.
Therefore, what happened to his mother and concubine back then was also widely circulated in the palace.
Even his father, who looked at him with loving eyes at first, also disliked him.
Not only did the father plan to let the newly promoted concubine give birth to an heir for the father, he also secretly poisoned his food, hoping to poison him, a prince with a tainted mother-concubine.
Fortunately, at that time, he had lived in the cold palace for many years and was on guard against everyone. He only believed in the food he found.
When he didn't sincerely accept his father, he would rather go to the kitchen to find some leftover buns eaten by the servants, rather than touch the food his father had brought to him.
After discovering that his father's food had poisoned the dog to death, An Jinghao took advantage of his father's illness to suffocate him with a pillow.
Since he was the only real prince in the palace, he also ascended to the throne.
However, because the affairs of his mother and concubine attracted criticism, even if he ascended the throne, not many people were really willing to teach him.
The words he knew were all learned secretly when he sneaked out of the cold palace to find food.
In fact, his knowledge was not as good as the little eunuch beside him.
There was too much negative news about him, and he was very harsh on his uncle, which made the Queen Mother angry to death.
Therefore, those real scholars were unwilling to be his teachers, and some people took advantage of his ignorance and tried every means to use him to plot against him.
There are even those with a tough temper who would rather bang their heads against the wall than accept a student like him, for fear that he would tarnish their noble reputation.
As time went by, everyone in the court thought it was polite to refuse his education.
With the joint resistance of these people, he became the only emperor since the founding of the Yu Dynasty who could not understand the memorial...
As a result, the anger in his heart became more and more intense, and killing and blood could calm his mood.
And the way those people looked at him changed from hatred to fear...
Only then did he discover that as long as he had a knife in his hand, he didn't need to be literate at all.
