Chu Ning did not answer this question, and his silent eyebrows seemed unfathomable.

That night, after bathing, Lord Emperor was wearing a white bedclothes and lay on Her Majesty's dragon couch again.

Bo was wrapped around his body, and he looked at Zixi with his dark eyes, "Your Majesty, I think the Regent doesn't seem to be very persistent in serving the bed."

Zixi was leaning against the head of the bed and pondering. Hearing this, he turned his head and glanced at him, his voice lazily: "So?"

"So, can I always let you accompany Your Majesty?" Chu Chen asked in a good manner, blinking his eyes, and his eyes showed a look of anticipation. "I promise that I will never force Your Majesty to do anything I don't want to."

Zixi curled his lips and smiled slightly: "So you want to say that you can stay on my dragon bed and learn from Liu Xiahui's arms to stay calm?"

Chu Chen nodded: "That's what it means."

Of course, you don’t need to be confused every day when you need to be confused, otherwise where will the offspring come from?

Zixi raised the corners of his lips slightly, but smiled without saying a word.

"Zi Xi." Chu Chen moved to her side, reached out to put his hand around her slender waist, and rested his head on her lower abdomen, "Are you really going to kill Feng Weiyu in the morning tomorrow?"

Zixi nodded: "Yes."

She still has a lot to do and doesn't want to waste her time and energy on Feng Weiyu.

If she had expected it was good, the people from Daxia Kingdom would have no choice but to go to Xiling. With the Qing princes, the emperor and Yu Wanxi were both dead again. The imperial city was martial law, and it was not easy for people with unknown identities to enter the city.

Even if she could enter the imperial city, the Princess of Qing County was sealed with her previous memories and could no longer contact the people of Daxia. Even if someone came to her, she would not be able to abandon her husband and choose to leave with someone who had no impression at all.

Of course, Yu Wanxi died, and there was no evidence of death.

The Qing prince had already found out about the original identity of the princess. Even if the people of Daxia came to him, he would have a solution.

So in the end, although the people of Daxia who had no choice but to do anything in Xiling and learned that Yu Wanxi died would be angry, they would definitely come to Dongling soon and try to contact Feng Weiyu.

Of course, before they arrived in Dongling, Feng Weiyu would die very simply.

The two secret chess buried by the Emperor of Daxia in the Dongling and Xiling will eventually become useless chess.

If his ambitions remain unshakable, then the Ling Kingdom and Daxia will probably have an open battle on the battlefield in the future.

As for the moment...

Since the Emperor of Daxia tried his best to lay the secret chess and took action eighteen years ago, and even let his beloved woman achieve his ambitions at the cost of physical and eighteen years of youth, it is enough to prove that Daxia was not strong enough to defeat Lingguo, whether in terms of economy or military strength.

Otherwise, the Emperor of Daxia would not have had such great trouble.

Therefore, after killing Feng Weiyu, she only needs to send someone to watch Daxia's movements. Her greatest energy is still on the regaining of the territory of Ling Kingdom - in addition to the integrity of the territory, the unity of the subjects from all directions is the most important thing.

Thinking of this, Zixi sighed lightly, feeling a heavy responsibility.

He patted Chu Chen on the shoulder and said, "Go to sleep."

Chu Chen nodded softly and hugged her tighter.

A good night's sleep.
Chapter completed!