Li Mo advised: "No, it might be good for you to have more contact with her."

It can be seen that Feiyan's attitude towards Yan Lingji is also somewhat different.

Maybe it was because I gave her the colorful lantern at the Shangyuan Lantern Market before.

Therefore, she is relatively friendly to Yan Lingji.

Li Mo may have some agenda, but the look in Yan Lingji's eyes revealed a hint of goodwill.

Maybe that's why Yan Lingji is born with the ability to set fires.

Dongjun is said to be the incarnation of the Golden Crow.

It represents the sun in myths and legends.

And her skills are also more biased towards this aspect.

Even one of the most powerful techniques of the Yin Yang family, "Hunxi Wandering Dragon", is transformed into a three-legged golden crow.

So it can be said that there is an original relationship with Yan Lingji.

And that woman is also a furnace.

Li Mo paid attention to it when it snowed last night.

The snowflakes fell into her hands and turned into snow water in an instant, without even using their internal energy.

Therefore, her body temperature should also be relatively high.

I just don't know how to compare with this fire girl.

It should...not be burned into a hot dog...

If she could give Yan Lingji some pointers, it would not be difficult for Yan Lingji to improve her strength.

Li Mo has been thinking about how to help them improve their strength.

My own cultivation method is just lying down, there is not even a way to practice.

If you want them to learn, you have nowhere to start.

After Yan Lingji heard what Li Mo said, she put aside her prejudice against Fei Yan.

Rusty Rusty climbed onto Li Mo and lay down and asked, "Then what should we do next? Should we find a force to rely on or should we act in secret like we did in South Korea?"

What she meant was what Li Mo had planned later.

Li Mo adjusted his angle and said casually: "No, this time... let others attach to us... us!"

Yan Lingji frowned deeply.

"Can you stop bragging...hiss~ No!"

Li Mo chuckled and said, "Make a bet? Is that okay?"

Yan Lingji let out a long sigh of relief.

She buried her face in his neck: "Okay~ That's it~ Bet...what are you betting on?"

Li Mo thought for a moment and raised a smirk on his lips.

He turned his head slightly and said a few words into her pink ear.

Yan Lingji's reaction seemed a little excited.

He raised his head.

After making a sound, she glared at him fiercely, gritted her silver teeth and said, "Then what will you do if you lose?"

Li Mo smiled confidently: "I won't lose."

Yan Lingji blinked her eyes.

She gently rested her head on him, with a sly look in her eyes.

She raised her lips and said coquettishly: "That won't work. If you lose... I'll help you instead."

Li Mo paused, and then the corners of his mouth turned up.

In fact, it’s okay for me not to lose!

"Okay, don't lie about it if you lose."

This goblin is very thick-skinned, and his face doesn't turn red when he plays tricks.

Yan Lingji patted his shoulder with her long, white fingers.

He muttered dissatisfiedly: "Of course. Let's talk, don't be lazy...ah!"

In the dead of night, the lights in Xiangguo's mansion are still brightly lit.

But there was one place where it was completely dark.

That is Lu Buwei's study!

He locked himself in the study after the court meeting today.

The gloomy expression did not relax at all for a long time.

The plan to assassinate Ying Zheng not only failed, but also lost a master like Xuan Jian!

After Jing Salamander, Luo Wang once again lost a ninth grade member.

And the most important thing is that Xuanjian's body was also lost!

Xuanjian's body was not important, what was important was what was inside him.

The only good thing is that Ying Zheng doesn't seem to know that he sent the killer.

He also made no mention of his assassination in South Korea.

It is true that the snare is in his hands, but not many people know about it.

So what if Ying Zheng is suspicious.

He is a dignified prime minister and holds great power.

Without evidence, what can a monarch who has not yet taken power do to him?

Rely on a "quicksand"?

Isn’t this young king too whimsical?

You know, if Ying Zheng can agree to Liusha's conditions, so can Lu Buwei!

This is a society that values ​​interests.

For a businessman like him, there are no permanent enemies, only permanent interests.

As long as your conditions are good enough, I don't believe that his "quicksand" won't be tempted!

Besides, I don't have any deep grudge against his "quicksand".

If cooperation can bring benefits to both parties, Lu Buwei thinks that the other party will be happy to cooperate with him!

After understanding this, he felt a little lighter after a heavy day.

However, Ying Zheng in Xianyang Palace was not as able to think as Lu Buwei at the moment.

With a heavy heart, Ying Zheng entered a deep palace surrounded by palace maids and eunuchs.

The snow in the palace has been cleared away.

This is where the Queen Mother currently lives.

In addition to the main hall, there are also several side halls surrounding it.

Ying Zheng stood outside the door of the main palace, scanning the beautiful and majestic palace with sharp eyes.

No one knew what he was thinking at the moment.

His calm eyes made it impossible to guess his inner thoughts.

The heavy palace door creaked open.

Zhao Ji's personal maid came out, bowed and bowed, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the Queen Mother invites you."

Regardless of whether Ying Zheng is personally in charge at the moment, according to etiquette, if you want to see the Queen Mother, you need to inform her and get permission.

After all, that woman is not only the Queen Mother of Qin.

She is also the mother of King Qin.

Hear the announcement from the palace maid.

Ge Nie, who had been following Ying Zheng closely, consciously stood guard at the door.

Without the Queen Mother's summons, ordinary people are not allowed to enter the Queen Mother's palace.

Ying Zheng strode into the palace without squinting his eyes.

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The palace was brightly lit with candles.

As soon as I walked in, I felt a warm feeling rushing to my face.

There is a huge difference from the cold outside the palace.

A red gauze curtain blocked the middle, dividing the huge palace into two.

Inside is the bed where Zhao Ji rests.

The gauze curtain hanging in the middle was motionless, and only a blurry scene could be seen behind it.

A large brocade bed takes up almost half of the space.

On the left and right sides of the phoenix bed stood two palace maids with their heads lowered.

And on that phoenix bed.

Lying on its side is an exquisite and undulating figure.

Ying Zheng's lips twitched.

He raised his hands and bowed, saying, "My son, I have met my mother."

"Well, come here, give the king a seat."

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