"Do you want to sleep in the study with His Highness tonight?"

One sentence.

It immediately excited Ying Wuji.

But under her gaze, he instinctively looked away and said, "No need, am I that kind of impatient person?"

"Aren't you impatient?"

Li Caimei gave him a glance and thought to herself, if you're not impatient, why did you find me a sister out of thin air?

And on the same night?

But after thinking about it, she decided not to say anything, so as not to appear petty.

She pursed her lips and gently touched her abdomen, saying, "Let's go! Although the King is the most reasonable monarch in the world, our child does not have the bloodline of the Zhao family after all. If His Highness is already pregnant, it will put the King's mind at ease."

One sentence.

Slightly bittersweet.

But also very serious.

Ying Wuji fell silent for a moment, then embraced her and gently patted her back to comfort her.

His mood was slightly heavy.

But there was nothing he could do.

Even in private, Li Caimei referred to Zhao Ji as "Father King," and she was undoubtedly extremely grateful in her heart.

After all, the royal family saved her sister, even though it was in exchange for marriage, they still showed enough respect.

They even allowed their relationship.

But...

There was still no blood connection.

She smiled and rubbed Ying Wuji's shoulder, saying, "Since you and His Highness are also in love with each other, instead of wasting time like this, why not fulfill your wish as soon as possible?"

Ying Wuji curiously asked, "How do you know that His Highness and I are in love with each other?"

"Because His Highness talks in his sleep..."

Li Caimei stopped halfway through her sentence, her face turning red, because those sleep talkings were embarrassing, they must have dreamt of something indescribable.

She lightly spat, "Anyway, you should go quickly!"

"That won't do!"

Ying Wuji smiled and shook his head, "I have to put you to sleep first."

Li Caimei: "..."

I have to put you to sleep first?

Does that mean you can go at ease once you put me to sleep?

She pinched Ying Wuji's waist flesh and nodded, "Fine! You can tell me about what happened in the Capital of the Great Ming while you put me to sleep."

...

During the early stages of pregnancy, she would feel sleepy.

Li Caimei was already dozing off before she finished listening to the story.

Ying Wuji originally didn't plan to tell her, but she insisted on hearing the whole story.

Shortly after finishing the story, she fell into a deep sleep. Just before falling asleep, she mumbled something unclearly.

"She is also a pitiful person..."

Ah...

Ying Wuji gently stroked her face and saw her lips slightly curved, indicating that she was sleeping soundly. Only then did he feel relieved and leave the courtyard.

He soon arrived at the study door.

Looking at the bright lights inside, his heart stirred.

If he remembered correctly, Zhao Ning had told him before they set off for the Capital of the Great Ming that if she returned triumphantly, she would take care of him.

He couldn't remember the exact words.

But it was probably something like that.

Ying Wuji tightened his clothes.

He was about to be taken care of.

He was actually a little nervous.

The palace maid on duty at the door saw him and quickly bowed, gesturing for him to enter.

...

"Hmm?"

Ying Wuji was a little surprised. Did the main wife know that I was coming?

He lightly knocked on the door.

A voice soon came from inside, "Come in!"

Ying Wuji pushed open the door and found Zhao Ning earnestly reviewing the memorials.

She didn't look away.

Her pen moved swiftly.

He grabbed a chair and sat opposite the desk, saying, "You just recovered from your injury and you're staying up late to review memorials. Isn't that too much?"

To say or not to say.

Whenever Zhao Ning was working hard, he felt that he couldn't match her.

She was working too hard.

Other people's children were not so extreme, according to rumors.

The way the Li royal family raised the crown prince was indeed a bit too much. Ying Wuji had only experienced it a few times with Zhao Ning and already felt overwhelmed.

Zhao Ning pointed to the pile of memorials that had piled up like a small mountain beside her and smiled bitterly, "Father King has left them for me. If I don't handle them when I'm in good health, should I wait until I'm not feeling well?"

After speaking, she secretly glanced at Ying Wuji.

Then quickly shifted her gaze back to the memorials.

Although she still looked like she was seriously dealing with official business, the speed of her pen strokes had slowed down a bit.

Her palms were slightly sweaty.

It was obvious that she was thinking about what she had said before they set off for the Capital of the Great Ming.

Damn it!

Why can't I control my mouth?

At that time, I just wanted to encourage Wuji to come back safely.

What if he took it seriously?

No!

It's not a matter of whether he took it seriously or not.

It's just that it shouldn't be taken lightly here.

But this is the study...

Whenever Zhao Ning thought of the experiences in the underground chamber, she couldn't help but feel nervous.

If the fake was like this...

Then the real one...

It was impossible not to have any expectations.

But after looking at the neatly arranged memorials on the desk, she couldn't help but scratch her head in frustration.

Ying Wuji smiled and said, "Are you tired? I can help you with the memorials."

"Huh?"

Zhao Ning was taken aback for a moment, looking at him absentmindedly.

If someone else had asked this question, she would have called the guards to take the person away before saying anything.

Isn't this plotting to seize power?

But Ying Wuji...

Zhao Ji had repeatedly asked Ying Wuji to assist the crown prince in reviewing memorials, but only for matters related to the construction of the new land.

After all, this brat was truly professional in this aspect, with accurate judgment and reasonable strategies.

Now, hundreds of thousands of people and craftsmen in the new land were benefiting from Ying Wuji. Almost none of them wasted their labor or had spare time. A large part of their income was also contributed by Ying Wuji.

Zhao Ji's requests showed that he had given full trust.

But Ying Wuji declined several times in order to avoid unnecessary suspicion of holding power, which made Zhao Ji very angry. He pointed at him and scolded him several times, "You're useless."

Although it was not mentioned again later.

In private, Zhao Ning tried several times to ask him to take charge.

But unexpectedly, before Zhao Ning could ask, Ying Wuji took the initiative to take over.

Zhao Ning pointed to the stack on the left side and said, "These are all new territories, they belong to you!"

"Okay!"

...

Ying Wuji happily took the memorial away and said, "I'll ask you if I don't understand the first time!"

Zhao Ning smiled and said, "Sure!"

Most of the ones Ying Wuji had on hand were handled by Luo Yan, and only needed to be marked with the word "approved".

It didn't pose any difficulty for him at all.

Of course, with his insight, he should be able to come up with many imaginative but effective ideas.

The two sat facing each other.

Zhao Ning couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why did you take the initiative to take over today?"

Ying Wuji smiled and said, "I can't let you get tired, after all, we are going to be husband and wife. I can't just be a useless pretty boy who lives off others, right?"

Zhao Ning smiled and shook his head.

If Ying Wuji was just a useless pretty boy.

Then in this world, would there be anyone who isn't?

But after this trip to the capital, Ying Wuji seemed to have really changed.

It was just that it felt a bit strange for him to say such a thing himself.

Doesn't he remember what I said before the expedition?

She shook her head and continued to review the memorials.

After all, she was still recovering from her serious injuries and couldn't hold on for too long.

After reviewing for about an hour, she started yawning.

She heard Ying Wuji's voice in her ear, "If you're tired, take a nap!"

She looked up.

She found Ying Wuji's face with a warm smile. He had already reviewed most of the new territories.

He was holding his head with one hand and pointing to the temporary bed in the study with the other.

There was even a hint of doting in his eyes.

"Huh?"

Zhao Ning asked absentmindedly, "What about you?"

Ying Wuji shook the memorial in his hand and said, "I'll come and accompany you after I finish my work!"

Zhao Ning: "..."

Does it mean that we are going to sleep together?

She asked absentmindedly, without refuting.

She just sorted the reviewed memorials and the ones that were not reviewed yet, and then lay down on the bed.

She lay straight.

Feeling a bit nervous.

After about a quarter of an hour.

Footsteps approached from far away.

Then the curtains were drawn, and the bright light instantly became dim and ambiguous.

She felt her back leaning against a broad chest.

The sound of a strong heartbeat came through her body.

Like a drum beating on his eardrums.

She suddenly stiffened.

Every inch of her skin seemed to recall the tenderness in the stone chamber.

For a moment, even her breathing became erratic.

An inexplicable timidity surged from her heart, and she became a little flustered. She quickly said, "Wuji! Although the battle is over, there are still some things that haven't been dealt with. Ji Tong still has the means to see through the transformation of the fetus. Although the probability of using it is low, it's better to be safe. Should we... wait a little longer?"

Her speech became faster and faster.

By the end, she even lacked confidence, and her tone became much lower.

These days.

She should wait.

But she couldn't bear to let Ying Wuji wait.

And... she couldn't wait any longer.

Now her heart was beating so fast, and her body didn't know when it had turned around.

The two of them were face to face like this.

She looked up.

She saw Ying Wuji's slightly playful expression and said, "When you said before the expedition that you would take care of me after the victory, you seemed so confident. Why are you hesitating now that we're about to go into battle?"

...

Zhao Ning heard this.

He felt that it wasn't good.

If he hesitated like this before the battle, wouldn't he be mocked by Ying Wuji for the rest of his life?

So he made up his mind and directly turned over, pressing Ying Wuji underneath him.

And her hand had already reached down without her realizing it.

She asked, "Is it really in your control like this?"

Ying Wuji: "Ah..."

To be honest.

He didn't react to this move.

Caught off guard.

And it was a firm grip.

The scene was a bit romantic.

But also a bit rough.

He quickly stopped her, "This is not a battle, I'm not asking you to wield a sword and kill. You should know how to use softness to overcome rigidity! As the Grand Tutor of the Crown Prince, I order you to remember how you made such rapid progress during the previous training and how you regressed so much during the actual combat!"

Zhao Ning: "..."

Now that he mentioned it, it seemed like there was some regression.

A blush appeared on her face.

It was a bit embarrassing to stay on top like this.

Helpless, she gave up the calmness she had just pretended and turned over, gently unbuttoning her clothes.

She turned her head away, hesitated for a long time, and then whispered, "Teach me, Grand Tutor!"

As a qualified teacher.

Ying Wuji didn't let this teaching activity lose any momentum. He quickly stripped away the truth.

Faced with the truth.

Zhao Ning became so excited that she trembled a bit, but she found that Ying Wuji had stopped and couldn't help but ask, "Why did the Grand Tutor stop?"

Ying Wuji sighed, "It was just theoretical before, but what if someone gets hurt in real combat?"

"No!"

Zhao Ning quickly said, "I've calculated it. Today is an auspicious day to start the war. Although there may be bloodshed, it will turn out well. No one will get hurt."

Ying Wuji finally smiled, "Good! I was just testing you, but I didn't expect you to work so hard for this day. Since that's the case, let's begin!"

Then.

The two of them started the lesson.

Zhao Ning had no experience and was a bit stiff at first.

But under Ying Wuji's clear and concise teaching, she gradually became smooth and satisfactory.

After a satisfying teaching session.Finally, the rain and fog cleared, and the true meaning of life was revealed.

...

The next day.

Officials gathered at the palace gate.

After Luo Yan returned yesterday, they wanted to immediately impeach him, but Zhao Ji used the excuse of a celebration banquet to evade their accusations.

So, they spent the whole day yesterday revising and perfecting their accusations.

This revision was based on three principles.

First, absolutely not acting on impulse.

They needed solid evidence and couldn't falsely accuse him.

Second, not letting any of Luo Yan's wrongdoings go unnoticed.

No evil act should be left unpunished.

Third, the accusations had to be strong and decisive.

So, after a night passed.

They were all full of confidence and gathered early in the morning at the palace gate, waiting for the summons from Zhao Ji for the grand court assembly.

Everyone gritted their teeth, feeling that if they didn't impeach Luo Yan until his brain exploded, they would be unworthy of their official positions.

But they waited and waited.

Until the sun was high in the sky.

They still hadn't received the summons from Zhao Ji.

...

Zhao Ying's expression had become gloomy, and he stared fixedly at the palace gate.

In this situation.

Actually, he had long anticipated it in his heart.

The Great Li always valued the Prime Minister, and although the situation was serious this time, he didn't believe that Zhao Ji wouldn't protect Luo Yan at all.

But this time, he had made up his mind.

If he couldn't kill Luo Yan this time, then his reputation within the Zhao clan would be completely gone.

Luo Yan was doomed!

Even if the ancestors of the Ying and Zhao clans came, they wouldn't be able to keep him!

Under his cold gaze.

The palace gate slowly opened.

But the one who came out was not the ceremonial official responsible for summoning, but Zhao Ji's trusted eunuch, Cao Gonggong.

Seeing Cao Gonggong coming out.

Everyone knew.

Unexpectedly, something had happened.

Zhao Ying couldn't contain his anger and immediately stepped forward, ready to question.

But unexpectedly.

Cao Gonggong, with a gloomy expression, spoke first, his voice sharp and loud: "Last night! Assassins infiltrated the Crown Princess's palace and attempted to assassinate the Crown Prince in the study!

The Emperor is extremely furious, and the entire palace is now under martial law, searching for the assassins!

Today's grand court assembly is canceled!

No one is allowed to discuss it!

If anyone forcibly enters the palace, they will be punished for the crime of assassinating the king!"

Zhao Ying: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Although they didn't see Zhao Ji's expression.

But from Cao Gonggong's face, they could faintly feel the anger of the monarch.

Zhao Ying, unwilling to accept it, took a step forward and said, "Cao Gonggong..."

Cao Gonggong angrily interrupted, "Does the Marquis of Changping think we are joking?"

Zhao Ying: "..."

Seeing that he didn't speak.

Cao Gonggong's emotions eased slightly, but he still swept a cold gaze over everyone.

Especially lingering on the head of the Li family.

He said in a deep voice, "We advise everyone here that the Great Li is growing stronger day by day, and some insignificant people can't sit still anymore and will do anything for their own future.

All official matters will be handled by the Emperor.

But if someone uses despicable means in the dark...

The Emperor is benevolent and can tolerate to a certain extent.

But I am a eunuch and don't mind sacrificing my lowly life to ease the Emperor's worries!"

After speaking.

He snorted coldly.

And left directly, swinging his sleeves.

Everyone looked at each other...

This anger.

Doesn't seem fake at all!

Could it be that someone really infiltrated the Crown Princess's palace last night and attempted to assassinate the Crown Prince?

Who has such audacity?

Everyone's gaze involuntarily fell on the head of the Li family.

Head of the Li family: "???"

He was sweating on his forehead.

During this period of time, he had indeed sent people multiple times to try to contact Li Caimei.

But the Qingjiang Palace was sealed tightly, and his people had been defeated several times.

Unexpectedly.

He was actually framed?

But he was more anxious because he knew that the Ji clan and the Changping Marquis branch of the Zhao clan would launch a full-scale attack on the royal family next.

This was a great opportunity for the Li family to escape from their predicament.

As long as they did well.

They could at least survive and protect the Li family's descendants, fleeing to the Kingdom of Qian.

Li Caimei, who had not yet given birth to a child of the Kun Cheng lineage, was an excellent gift for surrender.

He didn't want to give up.

...

Who is the brave warrior who can assassinate the Crown Prince, infiltrate the Crown Princess's palace, and still escape unscathed?

If you manage to escape, can you contact me?

It's urgent!

...

Chongli Palace.

A brave warrior has been captured and brought back.

Zhao Ji looked at Ying Wuji, who was bowing his head and admitting his mistake, and was so angry that his beard was trembling.

This is outrageous!

This son-in-law has betrayed his master!

To be honest.

These days, he had been extremely anxious.

Afraid that this brat would die in the depths of the Ming Capital.

So when he received the news from Shang Mo Bookstore last night that Ying Wuji had returned safely, he was quite happy.

Not only did he return safely, but he also captured a group of powerful soldiers and two great demons.

He originally wanted to summon Ying Wuji immediately.

But after thinking about it, that brat had almost died in the depths of the Ming Capital, so he should at least let him rest for one night.

But he didn't expect.

Although he had already tacitly agreed to this result.

But the study...

Couldn't this pig choose a better place?

Zhao Ji glared at Ying Wuji, "Raise your head!"

Ying Wuji raised his head and smirked.

Zhao Ji fell silent for a moment, not knowing what to scold him for.

It was easier to scold his own cabbage.

So he glanced at Zhao Ning, "You raise your head too! If Wuji doesn't understand, do you not understand either? The Ji clan's trap is right in front of us. What will happen if something goes wrong?"

"Quick, show me that scroll!"

"Yes!"

Hua Chao responded and secretly glanced at Ying Wuji. She found that he was encouraging her with his eyes, so she relaxed.

She stepped forward and summoned the scroll.

The scroll was the same as last night, still depicting a crack, like a passage to another world.

Zhao Ji's face became serious, and he waved his hand. Lights appeared in every corner of Chongli Palace.

The lights connected with each other, quickly forming a complex formation.The originally majestic hall instantly turned into a solemn and murderous cage.

Zhao Ji bowed to Ying Wuji: "Thank you!"

Ying Wuji nodded.

He then pulled Wuji and stepped into the crack in the painting.

Passing through this crack again was a completely different experience.

Last time, it was in a desperate situation, just wanting to escape as soon as possible.

So the only thing on his mind was "to leave as soon as possible."

But this time, he had the leisure to observe his surroundings.

This crack.

Originally integrated into the painting, it could slowly peel off if the painting's body disappeared.

But now, the painting has completely turned into a scroll along with the brush strokes.

The crack was also directly fused inside.

It merged completely with the space of the painting, becoming a stable passage.

However, although this passage was stable, its strength was not limitless.

At least with Ying Wuji's eyesight, he could already see several small cracks.

The rules of the ego were right.

Entering and exiting through the cracks would indeed put a great burden on the physical body. No wonder even Ji Tong didn't dare to continuously enter and exit.

Fortunately, this burden had already been transferred to the painting passage.

As long as he exercised some restraint in the future.

And found some treasures of heaven and earth to repair it.

At the end of the Capital of the Great Ming.

...

A group of people had been anxiously watching the withered painting on the ground all night.

Some cursed and insulted Ying Wuji's elders from top to bottom.

Although they didn't know what was going on exactly.

They knew that this painting was their only hope of escape.

Ying Wuji, this little bastard, had cleanly closed off the escape route in just a few moments when the painting was propped up.

Leaving them to watch helplessly as the escape passage withered again.

Every time Ying Wuji was mentioned.

Everyone wished they could devour his flesh.

But they were helpless.

They could only guard this withered painting, hoping that it would prop up again.

But according to the rules of the ego mentioned yesterday.

It seemed that hope was very slim.

So the group could only despairingly wait, the atmosphere at the end of the Capital of the Great Ming was already oppressive, and combined with the influence of the rules of the ego, they became more restless and depressed.

Like a widow guarding her castrated husband.

Full of despair.

But still carrying a glimmer of hope.

What if it props up again?

As if responding to everyone's thoughts.

The painting actually propped up again.

"It's up!"

"It's propped up!"

"Let's go quickly!"

In an instant.

The end of the Capital of the Great Ming was boiling.

The projection of the ego also trembled: "It's bad! It's going to crack again."

Yesterday, when only three people went out, they almost broke the crack.

Now there were so many people...

It was truly afraid.

Whether it was due to the rules themselves or the projection of the ego created by the rules.

Neither wanted to see this scene.

The crack it initially opened was very small.

Within the range it could bear.

But the more people entered and exited, the more frequently they did so.

The crack would uncontrollably enlarge.

Once it exceeded the limit it could bear, it was very likely to be sensed by the greater world. When that happened, the rules of the greater world would crush this world, causing it to collapse.

This time...

There were actually so many people.

No!

The projection of the ego's expression changed.

These people were probably not going to leave so easily.

Because someone was about to enter!

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Just as everyone was desperately squeezing into the painting, two figures jumped out first.

Seeing the appearance of the two, everyone's hearts were filled with hostility.

Clang clang clang clang!

They drew their weapons and aimed them firmly at the two.

Except for the subordinates of the Red Dust.

But even the subordinates of the Red Dust had bloodshot eyes, and both the Mirror Technique and the control chain of the Red Dust were slightly shaken by anger.

One was a young man with various strange and mysterious methods.

The other was Wuji, whose swordsmanship was invincible.

They were worth such a response.

Especially Wuji, although he had been at a disadvantage yesterday, he was actually facing the pressure of at least five martial artists at the Spirit Martial Realm every moment.

But even so, he not only didn't die, but even took the opportunity to kill several.

Such a ruthless character.

How could they not be cautious?

But now, they didn't dare to act rashly.

It wasn't because they couldn't defeat them.

But because these two surnamed Ying seemed to have already mastered this painting passage.

"Why are you all so excited?"

...

Ying Wuji smiled at everyone, even bowed to them: "Yesterday, I overreacted a bit and accidentally left everyone behind. Afterwards, the more I thought about it, the more guilty I felt. I was too disregarding of the rules of the martial world. I apologize to everyone here."

Everyone looked at each other and remained silent, waiting for Ying Wuji to get to the point.

They were ready to attack directly if he spoke nonsense.

But they didn't expect.

Ying Wuji was still joking with them: "But I believe you all can understand. I am the husband of the Great Li, married to a princess as beautiful as a flower and as precious as jade. It's too early for me to die. You all should..."

Someone impatiently interrupted: "Ying Wuji! We don't have time to listen to your nonsense. We are all smart people. Since you dare to come back, it means you have a reason that you can't avoid. If it meets our expectations, we might be willing to help you.

But if you can't give us what we want, don't blame us for being impolite!

We are already in a desperate situation.

If we really fight, even if Wuji is strong, he won't be able to protect your life."

In his words.

He intentionally or unintentionally looked at the painting several times.

The meaning was already very clear.

Whoever couldn't leave this cursed place would fight Ying Wuji to the death.

Ying Wuji glanced at this person a few more times. This person was originally one of the subordinates of the painting, skilled in the art of the knife, and could manifest limbs with his mind despite not having legs. He could control more than a dozen weapons at the same time. Yesterday, Thirteenth Lord became more and more uncomfortable because of him. This person played a big role.

And the subordinates of Danqing seemed to hold him in high regard.

Illusionary limbs combined with knife techniques.

He was a formidable character.

Ying Wuji slightly lifted his chin, "Senior, I think you might be a bit confused about your position. We have already understood the rules here. The only valuable thing left seems to be you guys. Do you think you are in a position to negotiate with me?"

"Oh?"

The man sneered, "Since the only valuable thing left is us, why are you still coming over? Do you want us to pledge allegiance to the royal family?"

Ying Wuji intentionally steered the conversation in this direction.

Of course, he didn't believe it.

These people were all from my sect, beings that even the sect leader couldn't control.

The people under Hongchen were all unlucky ones, forcibly marked by Hongchen for various reasons.

Although they were considered Danqing's subordinates, they only cooperated with Danqing on equal terms for the sake of their lives.

This kid surnamed Ying has such a big appetite.

Isn't he afraid of being choked to death by eating too much?

So they subconsciously thought.

Ying Wuji couldn't help but laugh, "Senior is indeed a senior, you guessed my intentions so quickly."

The man was instantly furious, "You are worthy?"

Ying Wuji flicked his finger, and a Hongchen mark condensed out of thin air, "Is this enough?"

The man sneered, "This dog chain is sturdy enough, but it's not worthy of making us kneel!"

Ying Wuji waved at the scroll.

A brush flew out of nowhere.

He lightly waved it, "How about this?"

The man's pupils contracted, "This is enough, but..."

Ying Wuji smiled faintly, pointing to the crack in the scroll, "Senior, there's no need to rush to give an answer. There's plenty of time. Please take your time to think it over, rat tail juice!"

For a moment.

Everyone was silent.

The atmosphere was oppressively quiet.

~~~

I was delayed a bit at the hospital.

Eight thousand today.

I will make up some word count in the next few days.

I want to drink hot and spicy soup.