When people were in Qin, they ruled the world

Chapter 197 Stupid and Shrewd

"I didn't say that." Yan Lingji grabbed Ying Zheng's palm and said, trying to get in.

"Could it be Gu's understanding is wrong?" Ying Zheng asked unexpectedly.

"Of course the king is wrong." Yan Lingji argued.

"Is that so?" Ying Zheng seemed a little disappointed.

"However, there seems to be one thing that is not wrong." Yan Lingji added another hand to the back of her hand as she spoke, one hand was no match at all.

"What is it?"

"If I really want someone I like, there seems to be no one more suitable than the king." Yan Lingji said.

"is it?"

"My lord, your martial arts are very strong, and your power is number one in the world. Are you good-looking?" Yan Lingji slightly slowed down her tone when she said this.

"How?" When Yan Lingji slowed down, Ying Zheng had already taken Yan Lingji's words.

"Human? She is also beautiful when she grows up." Yan Lingji laughed as she spoke. The word "beautiful" is associated with Ying Zheng, which seems to be a very interesting thing for Yan Lingji.

"As beautiful as Yan Lingji." Yan Lingji's laughter accompanied the words.

"So this is ah."

"What?" Yan Lingji was a little surprised, because Ying Zheng's reaction was too calm. In Yan Lingji's expectation, whether Ying Zheng was angry or laughed it off, there was always a reaction. Calm is what kind of reaction.

But soon Yan Lingji knew why Ying Zheng's reaction was so calm. It wasn't that Ying Zheng's reaction was too indifferent, but that he was using his mind on another matter at this time.

When Yan Lingji was relaxing somewhere because of laughing, she had already taken advantage of the situation and attacked the real high ground.

"My lord, you?" Yan Lingji, who could no longer pull Ying Zheng's palm out, couldn't help but glared at Ying Zheng.

"What else?" Ying Zheng continued to ask, as if he hadn't seen Yan Lingji's reaction.

"The words are also very nice, as if they can guess my thoughts." Yan Lingji was relieved when she saw that Ying Zheng was not in the lapel of his clothes.

"It's just sometimes, it's very annoying." Seeing Ying Zheng showing a comfortable expression because of her words, Yan Lingji suddenly turned over. When Ying Zheng was too relaxed to react in time, she was already He firmly pressed Ying Zheng's palm and half of his arm under his body.

"What are you doing?" Ying Zheng stared in amazement at Yan Lingji's posture where her upper body was pressed tightly against the bed, and her waist was even slightly arched back to increase her upper body strength. One scene is what happened.

"Hmph." It was Yan Lingji's proud voice that responded to Ying Zheng.

"Do you know? You look really stupid now." Ying Zheng, who understood, couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Such a Yanling Ji, how come the more she looks at it, the more stupid she looks, it has nothing to do with the word 'spirit' in Yanling Ji.

"I'm not stupid." Yan Lingji said triumphantly.

"Aren't you stupid to care about your chest and disregard your hips?" Ying Zheng slapped the high arched buttocks behind Yan Lingji and said.

"Ah!" With a cry of exclamation, Yan Lingji did not relax her upper body strength at all, and seemed to be preparing to continue the stalemate with Ying Zheng.

"Okay, okay, let go." Ying Zheng said, grabbing Yan Lingji's shoulder.

"I don't." Yan Lingji was very stubborn at this time.

"Are you sure?" Ying Zheng asked.

"I'm sure, and I'm very sure." Yan Lingji said firmly.

"Ugh."

A sigh.

"If Your Majesty admits defeat now, there is still time." Hearing that sigh, Yan Lingji became more and more proud.

"You who want to admit defeat." As Ying Zheng spoke, the palm that was firmly pressed down by Yan Lingji moved slightly, and his fingers were like pincers.

"Huh! Huh!" With a muffled hum, Yan Lingji's body twisted into a complicated arc.

Her knees, waist, and jaw were firmly pressed against the bed, but her hips and chest rose slightly, and her whole body twisted into a twisted snake in an instant.

"Don't be brave, you won't be able to be strong." As Ying Zheng spoke, his palm had passed through the gap under Yan Lingji's body, and he turned her over.

"How can it be like this." At this time, Yan Lingji had already changed into another color.

"Rest." Ying Zheng said.

"Really?" Yan Lingji looked suspiciously at Ying Zheng's withdrawn palm and said.

"Good things, of course you can't eat them all at once, or you'll lose a lot of flavor," Ying Zheng said.

"Really?" Yan Lingji asked doubtfully.

Yan Lingji, who was restless and had some kind of expectation in her heart, had no intention of resting for a while, her eyes looked at the darkness in front of her, as if she was waiting for something.

It wasn't until the steady and powerful breathing sounded rhythmically in her ears that Yan Lingji realized that Ying Zheng's words were not empty words.

"After all, I won. You definitely don't know. As long as you persist, I won't refuse. Originally, I like you a little bit. I won't fall in love with others. Come earlier that day. Does it make any difference if you come later? However, it’s not that I don’t want it, it’s that you don’t want it.” Yan Lingji listened to the sound of breathing next to her ear.

The two voices intertwined, and the darkness completely restored the calm it should have.

People who can fall asleep do so because of peace of mind, but not everyone can achieve peace of mind, so some people find it difficult to fall asleep at this time.

Such as Pearl.

In a luxuriously decorated palace, in the darkness at this time, in the depths of it, there is still a light flickering.

Mingzhu, who was only wearing a layer of gauze because of the hotter weather, didn't feel sleepy at all, but buried her head between the rolls of bamboo slips, transcribing the rows of Korean characters on it to another blank bamboo slip In this process, it is transformed into Qin Zhuan.

These bamboo slips come from the night, where all the intelligence killer systems of the net are gathered here.

"I have to find something in this palace that will allow me to settle down." Mingzhu put down the writing brush in her hand after transcribing a roll of bamboo slips, stretched her sore wrist, and said to herself.

"I used to think that beauty was the basis for standing in the palace, but I was wrong. Although beauty is very important for standing in the palace, it is not the root, it is just a stepping stone, just a stepping stone Ah." Mingzhu sighed.

For the first time in her life, Mingzhu experienced a feeling of worrying about gains and losses.

Beauty, in any place, should be the object of pursuit, and the former Pearl also thought so.

Even in the palace, although there are many beauties, Mingzhu firmly believes that the real beauty is still one in ten thousand, one in a hundred thousand, or even a million, and she, even in the palace, still belongs to the top class. kind.

Mingzhu has such self-confidence.

But now, Mingzhu's self-confidence is not very sufficient.

(End of this chapter)