It's mainly two people, there must be something to talk about along the way.

The maidservants followed from a distance, and the guards were secretly protecting.

"Last night's was ...... How many people? Wen Ling shook Ji Chenghuai's hand as he walked, and asked in a low voice.

The tone was not nervous, but very comfortable, as if it was a casual chatter.

Ji Chenghuai couldn't figure out the little girl's mind for a while, but he still replied truthfully: "King Jing targeted by King Qi, but King Jing didn't have much of a problem, and now I think about it, I should have returned home." ”

The follow-up news, the dark guard has not reported yet, so Ji Chenghuai is not very sure that King Jing has returned home.

So, now only one word is mentioned: should.

Wen Ling didn't care about King Jing's whereabouts, but he had some thoughts about this King of Qi.

"King Qi, what does this mean? Isn't King Jing anti-hearted? "Wen Ling actually knew that King Qi just wanted to kill King Jing directly, and then seize King Jing's secret power to prepare for his ascension.

However, the original owner didn't know it, and now Wen Ling is guessing.

Ji Chenghuai probably knew, but he didn't care.

He never cared who sat on the throne, because he could still be regent, and he held two-thirds of the military power in the world, and no one was afraid.

Otherwise, the male and female protagonists will not be able to fight him in the end.

"Who is not tempted by the high position?" Ji Chenghuai didn't refute this, after all, King Jing did have an antipathy.

Wen Jing has always been unconvinced about the little emperor's accession to the throne.

After all, he is famous and talented, and he is an older prince, just because his mother is a harem beauty and his position is not high, so he is not valued by the first emperor, and in the end he only got the title of King Jing, how could he be willing?

So, he has been accumulating his strength since then.

After Zhou Xinyao, a crossing woman, came over, she helped her accumulate a lot of wealth.

Thinking of this, the little ginseng spirit felt that in this world, it seemed that he couldn't be too salty, and he had to be industrious.

After all, the treasury also eats silver, so it has to seize a little economic market.

"That's just as well." Wen Ling listened and nodded approvingly.

Ji Chenghuai was originally thinking about other things, but when he heard that the little girl agreed, he couldn't help but stop, gently held Wen Ling's shoulder, and asked softly: "So obediently, do you also want this position?" ”

If his little girl wants it, then he pushes the little girl to the position.

Left and right, who is sitting on the throne, for Ji Chenghuai, it is the same.

If the little girl is in the position, it is even better, he can see people every day.

Day and night, a mistake is good, the little girl is always under his nose, and he can rest assured.

"Don't." As a result, Wen Ling immediately disgusted and said that she didn't want it.

Waking up early and going to bed late, doing a lot of work, and not getting any benefits, the little ginseng spirit doesn't feel that there is anything to sit on above this high position.

That's why he said with a disgusted face that he didn't want to sit down.

Ji Chenghuai thought it was very interesting, he liked the obedient, and sure enough, his thoughts were different from ordinary people.

Others aspire to that position, and even those who live at the bottom of the ladder have unrealistic dreams in their hearts.

But the little girl, she was so close to that position that she could reach it with a stretch of her hand.

As a result, now I heard the little girl's disgusted refusal to take the position.

(End of chapter)