The evil king protects the short

Chapter 687 This day finally came 1
Both he and Ling'er sneaked into the Huoxie Kingdom, and even destroyed the underground secret palace where the demon queen refines the evil medicine. Where did the dead man come from?Where did the evil things mentioned in the battle report come from?

When a mortal body confronts these undead creatures, no matter how many troops there are and how powerful they are, they are still just hitting a stone with an egg.

Frowning deeply, Zong Zehong knew better than anyone else at this moment that this sudden provocation by Huo Xie Nation was not groundless, but had been prepared, and the situation was very unfavorable to them.

But for some reason, these days, he has a vague premonition of uneasiness in his heart. This premonition has nothing to do with Huoxie, but comes from Ling'er.

Suddenly, Zong Zehong seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly called Jin Xi.

"Jin Xi, what should Ling'er be doing now?"

At this moment, the night was dark, and he was supposed to be by Ling'er's side, but because of these difficult state affairs, he had to leave her.

"Right now..." Eunuch Jin Xi thought for a while, "Concubine Ling should..."

Before finishing these words, the palace door of the imperial study room was suddenly pushed open.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor is discussing state affairs with his ministers, so you can't go in."

"Oh! Your palace rules are useless to me! Let me in, Zong Zehong must miss his son!"

A playful and joking voice suddenly changed the gloomy atmosphere in the imperial study room. Looking at it again, the beautiful girl in a peach blossom pink brocade dress and water skirt was already walking towards the supreme man on the dragon chair.

"Do you miss your son?"

With deep love in her purple eyes and a smile on her lips, Ni Ling hugged Zong Linyue in her arms, and turned lightly into Zong Zehong's warm embrace.

"Missing you." Ignoring the baby in Ni Ling's arms, Zong Zehong held Ni Ling's cheek and bit her lips lightly.

"Think I don't want your son? Then what's the use of giving birth to him? Jinxi! I gave it to you!"

After Ni Ling kissed Zong Zehong back, she gave it away as soon as she said it, and suddenly threw the pink and jade-carved child in her arms to Jin Xi, and she didn't feel bad.

"Oh my mother... Concubine Ling, you are trying to scare the servant to death!" Jin Xi, who did not dare to let the child in his arms miss anything, caught the little prince firmly and let out a sigh of relief.

"My dear husband, can you tell me why all of you are frowning like the sky is falling?"

Holding Zong Zehong's neck affectionately, Ni Ling leaned forward and asked curiously.

"It's them who are frowning, not me." Holding Ni Ling's soft and boneless waist, Zong Zehong said in a low voice, "Ling'er, I will call you husband from now on. If you call me by name and surname again, I will call you my husband." ..." As he spoke, a crisp applause sounded on Ni Ling's buttocks.

"Okay, okay, I promise you, but what happened to these old men?"

"The battle with Huoxie is not optimistic."

He said it lightly, but his eyes were infinitely deep and sharp.

"Hmm...how could it be? As far as I know, Huo Xie's army is not as powerful as your country's?"

"It's our country." Gently tapping the tip of Ni Ling's exquisite nose, Zong Zehong said again, "If we only talk about the number and strength of troops, Huo Xie will definitely die, but they create dead soldiers, which is another matter."

"Dead man? Is that the kind of disgusting thing that can kill people as much as a limb?"

"En." Zong Zehong replied, looking at the person in his arms.

When he looked at the shrewd light in Linger's eyes, he suddenly thought, instead of listening to these veterans babbling, he might as well ask Linger what can he do?
"Ling'er, you have the most ideas on weekdays, why don't you think of a way?"

(End of this chapter)