“Pee pee……”
The next day.
At a time that was neither early nor late in the morning, Fang Ming Jing, who had slept through the night, was groggily preparing to relieve himself.
But as he looked down sleepily, his usual habit, he couldn't help but be taken aback, then his eyes widened like a cat's.
Something amber-colored, like melted candy…
Was it molasses?
Hmm…
The young Fang Ming Jing's face looked a little dazed.
After tidying up, he said,
“Grandma, bad!”
The little Holy Son ran into the Empress Dowager's arms.
“What's wrong?”
Liu Shi Mei scooped him up.
The gentle expression on the beautiful woman's charming face, both delightful and reproachful, made Fang Ming Jing's adorable face blush. He didn't say anything, only burrowed into her arms, looking somewhat pleased.
“Good child… how was your rest last night?”
“Hmm, slept very well.”
“Really?” Liu Shi Mei lifted her lips, smiling charmingly, a hint of slyness in her long, beautiful eyes. “That's good, this Empress Dowager was worried that Jing’er wouldn't be used to sleeping here.”
“That won't happen~”
“So good!”
啾…
Seeing Fang Ming Jing's cheerful appearance, the Empress Dowager couldn't help but lightly kiss his little face, intentionally making a sound.
A faint trace of lipstick left a red mark on Fang Ming Jing's small face.
“Alright, Jing’er, come have breakfast first.”
Liu Shi Mei used her slender, jade-like fingers to wipe away the faint lipstick mark, her voice soft and sweet as she said with a smile, “Didn't this Empress Dowager promise to tell you things last night? Let's talk about it while we have some time.”
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The Great Yan Dynasty, the Third Prince, Qin Kuang…
After listening to what Liu Shi Mei had told him, Fang Ming Jing couldn't help but reach out and break a particularly vibrant flower in front of him.
He hadn't heard of Qin Kuang's name.
But when he was in the Chong Xiao Secret Realm before, he had heard Feng Ya Yue tell him about the Great Yan Dynasty.
Among the several super powers below the Holy Land, the Six Great Immortal Families and the Three Great Dynasties, the Great Yan Dynasty could probably rank among the top three…
Of course, this refers to their overt strength.
The reason why these super powers have stood unshaken for ten thousand years in the Zhong Ruo Continent is because of the foundation and support they have behind them—their Soul Shaping Realm ancestors.
Yes…
Soul Shaping Realm.
At first, when he heard this news, Fang Ming Jing was a little taken aback. After all, as far as he knew, Jiang Jiu Ge's cultivation was at the Wheel Turning Realm, so how come the ancestors of these super powers were so weak?
He later got the answer from Jiang Jiu Ge—because the passage to the upper realm was sealed, without the support of the upper realm, the Zhong Ruo Continent could only hold one Wheel Turning Realm cultivator.
And the Soul Shaping Realm wasn't as bad as Fang Ming Jing imagined.
According to Jiang Jiu Ge, once cultivators reached this realm, they were essentially no different from gods… except they couldn't beat him, they were basically omnipotent.
In short, the Great Yan Dynasty is very strong, at least Yun Ze Country is completely incomparable in comparison.
No wonder Fang Ming Jing felt that there was something fishy about his aunt's return home to visit relatives this time…
“……”
Fang Ming Jing unconsciously tugged at the flower in his hand.
The current predicament of Yun Ze Country was nothing serious for him, after all, the Great Yan Dynasty was afraid of the existence of the Holy Land, so they didn't even dare to attack Yun Ze Country directly, they could only use some underhanded methods…
Should just tell Uncle Mu when he goes back, right? Those sects and countries that the Great Yan Dynasty uses as dogs, no matter how they think about it, they wouldn't dare to go against the face of the Holy Land.
However, Fang Ming Jing thought about it for a moment, feeling that it would be more appropriate to write a letter to Feng Ya Yue.
After all, the Chong Xiao Holy Land has always maintained a policy of "ruling without governing" in the Zhong Ruo Continent, no need to get involved in such trivial matters.
It would be enough if the Great Feng Dynasty took care of it.
Anyway, he had owed Feng Ya Yue a favor in the matter of the Dragon Elephant Essence Blood before, although she had used spirit stones to trade for it, she was still indebted to him... It seems she would be very happy to help.
“Auntie~”
Seeing Gu Shi Yun and Qing He coming towards the garden, Fang Ming Jing instantly abandoned these trivial thoughts and ran towards them.
“Jing’er wait...”
“What's wrong?”
“Nothing.”
Gu Shi Yun's face showed a hint of unnaturalness, but seeing Fang Ming Jing's puzzled expression, she still gently picked him up—she had eaten that pill last night and was feeling very swollen and sore, she didn't dare let him bump into her.
…
The surgical wound is inflamed and swollen, but the doctor is off today, which is Sunday. I went to the clinic to get some antibiotics…
I'll go write another chapter first.