In the early morning when the morning light comes,
Yan Lingji subconsciously pouted her pink lips, and wrapped her smooth, jade-like arms tightly around Ying Ziqing's neck.
Ying Ziqing raised his hand and pinched Yan Lingji's soft cheek.
There was a little helplessness in his tone:
"Why are you hugging me so tightly? Are you afraid that I will run away?"
"Aw~"
Yan Lingji frowned slightly and bit down on Ying Ziqing's wrist, leaving a faint red mark.
She let out a squeak, with a hint of resentment in her tone:
"Who makes the young master disappear all day long? I have been in Xinzheng for so long and I haven't tasted the delicious food in Xinzheng city."
Ying Ziqing rubbed Yan Lingji's silky black hair soothingly.
"How about I accompany you to visit Xinzheng City today?"
"Okay, sir, that's so nice~"
Yan Lingji's already beautiful face bloomed with a smile that would captivate the entire country.
Looking at Yan Lingji's smile, Ying Ziqing seemed to understand why King Zhou You wanted to make fun of the princes with beacon fire, and just smiled in praise of Bao Si.
"Linger,"
"kindness?"
"Please help me suppress my inner energy..."
"Ah...hmm~"
--Dividing line--
Yan Lingji, who was wearing a long flame dress, was like a little girl who had never seen the world, holding Ying Ziqing's arm and looking around.
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Ying Ziqing specially asked the Mirror Heart Demon to make a human skin mask for Yan Lingji.
After all, we are in Xinzheng, the royal city of South Korea.
It would still be a bit troublesome if he didn't hold back and kill a few blind people. Ying Ziqing hated doing unnecessary and troublesome things.
Yan Lingji came to a shop selling sweet cakes, sniffed the fragrance of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and looked at Ying Ziqing with her charming eyes.
The store owner seemed to notice the luxuriously dressed Ying Ziqing, rubbed his hands and asked with a smile:
"This young man would like to eat something. Our store has osmanthus cake, mung bean cake, black date cake..."
Ying Ziqing casually tossed out a small piece of gold ingot and commanded calmly:
"Get some of everything in the store."
The shopkeeper caught the gold ingot, the smile on his face became more respectful, and he said with a smile:
"Sir, please wait a moment. I'll install it for you right away."
Not long after, Ying Ziqing had a large bag of cakes wrapped in oil paper in his hand.
Ying Ziqing turned around and glanced at the Mirror Heart Demon not far behind him.
The latter understood and immediately stepped forward to take the package.
Ying Ziqing and Yan Lingji continued to walk forward.
At this moment, there was a sudden noise from the front,
A group of fully armed guards with spears in hand came towards here from a distance. Pedestrians around them gave way, and Ying Ziqing also pulled Yan Lingji aside.
Yan Lingji stood on tiptoes and looked over there curiously, looking at Yan Lingji's child-like appearance,
Ying Ziqing shook his head and smiled. It seemed that no one could refuse to watch the excitement.
Yan Lingji looked at this group of imposing imperial guards, held Ying Ziqing's little hand and scratched the back of his hand.
He asked curiously: "Sir, these soldiers seem to be much stronger than the previous soldiers. If you take action, how long will it take to finish them off?"
Ying Ziqing raised his eyebrows slightly,
"It's just a sword."
There was a trace of calmness in his extremely calm tone.
Yan Lingji's eyes had twinkling stars. She didn't know why, but she just liked Ying Ziqing's domineering look.
The team of elite guards in front of us in the Xinzheng King's City is enough to capture an early-stage innate master, but if someone in the mid-stage innate stage takes action, this elite team will only be defeated here.
Not to mention Ying Ziqing, who is at the peak of his innate ability and has even half-stepped into the true spirit realm. He can kill you with just a hand.
"Ling'er, you should be reaching the middle stage of Xiantian stage soon, right?"
"Of course, some of the slaves are practicing hard every day, well, but it still feels a little difficult to break through."
Yan Lingji said with a blushing face.
In fact, she hasn't practiced hard since she practiced double cultivation with Ying Ziqing. Because one single cultivation session with him was worth her long hours of hard training, so Yan Lingji took a break.
Ying Ziqing knocked her little head and said angrily:
"Practice hard and don't be lazy. If one day you are too weak, I might not want you anymore."
After hearing Ying Ziqing say that she was too weak, she would never want her again. A faint mist appeared in Yan Lingji's eyes.
He lowered his head and said nothing, pursed his lips tightly.
I don’t know since when, Yan Lingji found that she seemed to be inseparable from Ying Ziqing. Maybe it was the tenderness he provided under his domineering appearance, maybe it was his strength that gave Yan Lingji a sense of security to lean on.
Let Yan Lingji know him forever in her heart.
Seeing that something was wrong with Yan Lingji, Ying Ziqing gently stroked Yan Lingji's black hair with his fingers.
Said softly:
"Idiot, I was joking."
Yan Lingji punched Ying Ziqing's chest with her small fist in embarrassment. Ying Ziqing could only accept it with a wry smile. After all, there was a price to pay for saying the wrong thing.
At this time,
Ying Ziqing saw a familiar figure among the imperial guards.
When Ying Ziqing looked at the figure, the man's eyes just turned back to meet Ying Ziqing's.
Both of them had smiles on their faces at the same time.
The man crossed over the imperial guards beside him and came to Ying Ziqing.
He waved his sleeves and robe, bowed his hands and said:
"Brother Ziqing, we meet again."
"Brother Han, the scene is quite grand."
Ying Ziqing glanced at the imperial guards standing neatly behind Han Fei and said calmly.
"Haha, Brother Ziqing is joking. I came here specifically to see Brother Ziqing."
"Oh, come to me with so many Praetorian Guards?"
"Oh, brother Ziqing, I can't help it. These soldiers were all arranged by my father. Maybe they are to regain the face at the city gate a few days ago. Brother Ziqing, please forgive me."
"Haha, you are quite straightforward."
Han Fei took out a yellow scroll of edict from his arms and handed it to Ying Ziqing.
"Brother Ziqing, my father held a reception banquet for you tonight at Prince Zheng's Palace. Brother Ziqing has to be here tonight, otherwise I won't be able to explain to my father." Han Fei said with a sad face.
Han Fei had a pitiful expression on his face.
Yan Lingji silently tugged on Ying Ziqing's sleeves and pulled him back a few steps, staring at Han Fei with unkind eyes.
Like a little hen protecting her calf.
Ying Ziqing shook his head and laughed, looked at Han Fei with his dark eyes, and said after a few seconds:
"I'll be there."
Ying Ziqing raised his hand and took the royal decree from Han Fei.
Han Fei secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. In fact, when he spoke just now, he felt unsure. After all, even the prime minister suffered defeat at the hands of Ying Ziqing, the Qin envoy, and he had to bite the bullet. This is the next errand.
"Brother Ziqing, let's meet again tonight."
Ying Ziqing waved his hand casually and threw Wang Zhi to the Mirror Heart Demon not far away.
Yan Lingji, who was behind Ying Ziqing, pouted her mouth unhappily and glared at Han Fei who was sending the order with an unkind look, thinking that it was because of this person that she could no longer go shopping with the young master.
Ying Ziqing turned to look at Yan Lingji and patted her forehead gently.
"Let's continue shopping."
Yan Lingji showed an expression of surprise, and there was a hint of joy in her soft and soft voice.
"It's easy~ Master, let's go try the pie in front of you."
Looking at Yan Lingji who was pulling him forward, Ying Ziqing smiled helplessly on his face.
How come I met such a foodie...
Jing Xin Mo, who was silently following behind him and acting as a follower, looked at the harmonious relationship between his marshal and his concubine, and a happy smile appeared on his pale face.
It seems that my divination skills are quite advanced...
