Wei Ci's heart trembled. He mistakenly thought that something was wrong with Jiang Pengji and hurriedly asked.
"What's wrong with the lord?"
Feng Zhen stammered, "I'm not sure, it's just a guess … the lord, perhaps … can't give birth?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Ci sternly reprimanded, "Who's spreading this rumor? The lord's body is fine! "
Her Majesty couldn't give birth, so how did the two children in her previous life come about?
Did they pop out of a rock?
Feng Zhen lowered his voice and said, "It's not your problem, it's not the lord's problem. Then why haven't we seen any traces of the young lord after so many years?"
Even if they spent more time apart than together, the two of them had been adulterous for so many years, shouldn't they have gotten together at least once?
"The lord is still pure." Upon hearing this, Wei Ci's ears reddened. "Where did you hear these rumors?"
Feng Zhen was shocked.
He was really shocked this time!
"You coveted the lord when she was 12 years old … Now she's almost 22 years old, yet you two are still pure?" Feng Zhen thought that he had heard wrongly. This was even more ridiculous than a sow climbing a tree or a sago blossoming. Jiang Pengji went to the brothel to drink wine with prostitutes. She was familiar with hugging people left and right, and words of love came out of her mouth. She had the skill that even the experienced prostitutes could not withstand, but she was actually a virgin?
Wei Ci was embarrassed and annoyed. "You're really indecent."
Who said that a man and a woman had to roll in bed when they were in love?
What kind of rubbish was Feng Zhen's brain filled with?
Faced with Wei Ci's criticism, Feng Zhen could only chuckle. "You're really a virgin, you don't know the beauty of the relationship between a man and a woman."
Wei Ci's ears reddened even more, almost as if they were shoulder to shoulder with the setting sun.
Feng Zhen said meaningfully, "Zixiao, you're older than the lord by six years. In two years, you'll be of age …"
He had always thought that men over the age of 20 were no longer virgins. He didn't expect Wei Ci to break his bottom line again and again.
Wei Ci wasn't in a good mood. He didn't need Feng Zhen's reminder. He said, "There's no rush to wait a few more years. The lord's focus now should be on conquering the world, not on relationships. No matter what, we should wait until we have more than half of Zhongzhao in our hands before considering this matter … "
If he remembered correctly, the first time His Majesty became pregnant was not long after the two of them had their first time.
Wei Ci could not possibly take the risk of one night of pleasure and impregnate the other party, which would hinder his hegemony over the world. It was better to cultivate his moral character.
To Wei Ci, physical compatibility was indeed wonderful, but it was definitely not as good as spiritual understanding and support.
He was reborn to help her ascend the throne, not to drag her down. No one could stop him, not even himself!
If anyone dared to obstruct him, Wei Ci would not be lenient, including himself.
Feng Zhen was speechless. "Zhongzhao? Zhongzhao is not a place that Dongqing or Nansheng can compare to. The Nie family of Zhongzhao is very tricky. "
Would he only consider having children after taking over half of Zhongzhao's territory?
Who knew how many years later that would be. Wei Ci was old and weak, how could he still move?
"It's true that the Nie family's momentum is swift and violent. They've become the most powerful feudal power in Zhongzhao, but it's only temporary. As long as Nie Liang dies, the outside world can just stir things up a little and watch the internal strife of the Nie clan. " Wei Ci revealed a rare gloomy expression. "That year, a freak combination of factors allowed Nie Liang to escape from a dead end, but his body has long been damaged by the years and days of poisons. All these years, he hasn't properly recuperated. Instead, he stubbornly fought for the power of the Nie clan and led the Nie clan to fight for the world in Zhongzhao. He's digging his own grave … "
The Nie clan of Zhongzhao was full of talents, but Wei Ci had only taken a liking to two people in his two lives. One was the ghost genius Nie Liang, and the other was Sun Wen.
It wasn't that the others were incapable, but they were too selfish. Even if they had the ability to rule the world, there was nothing to be afraid of!
Nie Liang was holding on with his life on the line. Sooner or later, he wouldn't be able to hold on. Sun Wen had also been offended by the Nie clan and had long been lured to his side by Wei Ci.
He wanted to see how the Nie clan, who was obsessed with internal strife, would court disaster!
Feng Zhen hesitated. "Do you really remember that Zixiao's family and clansmen are all in Zhongzhao, serving the Nie clan?"
Wei Ci's elder brother, Wei Dan, was Nie Liang's close friend and right-hand man.
"So what?" Wei Ci's eyes were extremely cold. He said, "I know which is more important and which is more important."
He didn't owe the Wei clan anything. He didn't owe them anything in his previous life, and he certainly didn't owe them anything in this life.
If he had no choice but to fight with his elder brother because of their positions, he would be more ruthless and let the other party die a happy death.
Was he heartless?
In Wei Ci's opinion, this was the greatest respect and affection.
Feng Zhen could only shrug his shoulders. Since the problem he was worried about didn't exist, he didn't want to get involved.
Wei Ci was still a very reliable person.
Feng Zhen didn't deliberately hide this move from Jiang Pengji. She heard about it the next day and was instantly overjoyed.
"Zishi is really a clown. This move is simply too flashy. Is he suspecting that Zixiao isn't capable?"
Wei Ci was by Jiang Pengji's side. Hearing his lord's unbridled laughter, he suddenly felt tired.
"Zishi's suspicions aren't without reason. Let him be."
"But I know you can do it. If you can't, don't you still have me?" Jiang Pengji wrapped her arms around Wei Ci's neck from behind. She smiled and whispered in his ear, "Speaking of which, he's already suspecting that you can't do it. As a man, isn't Zixiao tempted at all?"
Wei Ci's ears turned red. He pursed his lips and didn't speak.
Did she think that he copied thousands of copies of the Heart-calming Incantation for nothing?
Jiang Pengji saw that he didn't respond and laughed. "But I'm tempted."
Wei Ci was speechless.
His lord … Could she not be so flirtatious?
To prevent himself from getting burned, Wei Ci hurriedly found a lame excuse and left.
Jiang Pengji whistled like a hooligan. She was in an unprecedentedly good mood.
"Who said that you can escape from the palm of my hand?"
Regardless of whether it was her enemy or her prey, no one could escape.
This year's New Year's banquet was held as usual. Jiang Pengji gave everyone seven days of annual leave in advance.
Yes, that's right. She actually stopped writing seven days in advance and gave everyone their annual leave!
The more generous she was, the more everyone trembled with fear. Feng Zhen was even more nervous as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
Annual leave!
How many years had they been yearning for it?
When they personally experienced the beauty of annual leave, they felt uncomfortable all over, as if they were missing something.
This year was calm and peaceful. The development of the various provinces was on the right track.
One by one, the shadows of war were lifted from the ground, revealing a scene that could only be seen in a prosperous and flourishing age.
As the creator of everything, Jiang Pengji's sense of achievement and satisfaction was self-evident.
The New Year's banquet was held as usual. She was in a good mood and gave out big red packets to all the little kids who came to pay their New Year's greetings.
"When these children grow up, the world will definitely be a different scene."
After all, Liu Xi was an ordinary person. It was already a long life for this body to live for 70 or 80 years.
Jiang Pengji could only entrust the future to the group of children in front of her, who were full of vigor and hope.
Qiguan Rang glanced at Wei Ci and sneered. "We still lack a young lord."
Without a young lord, no matter how many people there were in the new generation, it would be a waste.
If the hard work of the previous generation could not be passed on to the next generation, wouldn't it be a waste of effort for others?
Jiang Pengji was a little tipsy. "There will be."
She only hoped …
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