Chapter 342 If you are well, you have nothing to do
Princess Jingchu rolled her eyes at Ling Jing. If she really believed this kid's lies, she would be a fool.
"Princess, let's get down to business. Since I have decided to help you deal with Han Yu now, there are some things that you should let me know." Ling Jing decided to help Princess Jing Chu. In fact, it is not a disadvantage to himself. If he can really succeed in the end,
Han Yu and the Ming Cult caught them all in one fell swoop, so he would definitely be able to get the martial arts secrets from the Ming Cult easily from the princess.
"Well, this matter is very urgent. Without further ado, I will tell you the current situation first." Princess Jingchu nodded solemnly.
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The two discussed secretly for nearly an hour, and then Ling Jing left the palace alone.
On the way back, Ling Jing's expression was not as free and easy as expected. The information Princess Jingzhu gave him was very detailed. Except for one thing, he had no clue who his biological parents were and who he really was.
The birth time, place, everything was written in great detail.
But it was precisely because of this that he suddenly felt a sense of confusion. Judging from the information, that family had a prominent family background and had more than one child. It seemed that he had not become any different because of his loss.
, and now they have grown up**, this actually makes him feel that he is superfluous.
"It's enough if you know, why bother pursuing so much more."
Ling Jing sighed silently in his heart, buried this matter deep in his heart, and then returned home.
When I got home, it was already noon, and Lianyi had already gotten up. Before she walked into the middle hall, she smelled the fragrant aroma of food.
"Sir, are you back?" At the dining table in the middle hall, Lian Yi looked at him with a sweet smile. When she saw him appearing outside the door, a sweet smile appeared on her face.
"Back." Ling Jing smiled, then walked forward, opened his arms, and hugged Lianyi into his arms.
Ling Jing gently closed his eyes, leaned his face against Lian Yi's smooth hair, and said softly: "When the matter in the capital is over, let's go back to Kaifeng together, okay?"
Lian Yi raised her head and said with a smile: "Okay, I will be very satisfied as long as I am with the young master."
"Well, I know you are the most obedient." Ling Jing kissed her on the face, looked at the sumptuous dishes on the table, and knew that they were all cooked by Lian Yi himself, and suddenly felt a touch of emotion in his heart.
"How long have you been waiting for me?"
"I just came back as a young master." Lian Yi lay in Ling Jing's arms and smiled.
"Haha, do you think the young master is blind? This dish is almost cold, and it has just been cooked." Ling Jing hugged Lianyi and sat down, rubbing her forehead twice, knowing that this girl must have been waiting for her.
It took me a long time, so I might have reheated the food several times.
Lian Yi stuck out her tongue.
The two of them had a quiet and warm meal, and Ling Jing went to the backyard to practice swordsmanship. He had discussed it with Princess Jing Chu before, and he was very busy tonight. Taking advantage of his free time in the afternoon, he might as well do it again.
Practice your sword skills to be ready to deal with the masters of the Ming Cult at any time.
It was late at night soon, and Ling Jing flew out of the small courtyard, then jumped onto the roof of a house on the opposite street and started running quickly.
He made an appointment with the princess to meet outside the palace and then move together. However, it would take at least a quarter of an hour to get from here to the palace, even if the Qing Gong was used at full strength.
Not long after, Ling Jing suddenly stopped and stood on the top of a three-story octagonal building, looking at a large-scale mansion on the upper right, feeling a little lost.
Tonight, the stars and moon are dim, and there is no glimmer of light in the night. Only the mansion in the distance is lit with many lanterns, which look like star points in the dark night.
After standing there for a long time, Ling Jing suddenly sighed silently: "Just take a look."
The figure swept away and turned into an afterimage, disappearing on the Octagon Building. After a few flashes, it fell into the mansion.
In such a large mansion, there were many guards patrolling back and forth. Before Ling Jing went far, he encountered at least three or four teams of elite guards, and they looked like they had experienced battles and had extraordinary skills.
But with his current martial arts skills, how can these ordinary masters see him? If he uses his "Magic Movement" with all his strength, he may slip directly under their noses, and these guards may not be able to detect him.
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It didn't take long for Ling Jing to find the place he wanted to go. With the systematic scanning function, even within the palace, he could find what he needed in the shortest time.
Gently pushing open the door of a living room, Ling Jing walked in quietly, and then closed the two wooden doors without making any sound.
The furnishings in the room were very elegant, and there was a calming fragrance floating in the air. In the dark night, Ling Jing's eyes flashed with a faint blue light, and he saw a beautiful woman with a stunning appearance lying on the bed in front of him.
Her face is one-third delicate and one-third beautiful. Her long eyelashes, small nose, and thin face are all extremely beautiful. However, her complexion is very pale, and it seems that even her breathing is weaker than that of ordinary people.
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Even in her sleep, the beautiful woman frowned slightly, as if she had had a nightmare or was enduring some pain.
Ling Jing stood at the door, looking at the beautiful woman in front of her, and even his heartbeat seemed to slow down a beat.
He stared blankly at the beautiful woman's face, almost forgetting what he was here for.
"It seems that I look more like my mother?" Such a thought suddenly flashed through Ling Jing's mind, without any warning.
I don't know how long it took before Ling Jing came back to his senses. Step by step, as if he was being pulled by some invisible force, he slowly walked to the bed.
"This is...my mother?" Ling Jing looked at the woman's face without blinking, unable to look away for a long time.
Then, he suddenly frowned and put his hand on the beautiful woman's wrist.
"Crack!"
A very sharp breath unexpectedly popped out from the opponent's wrist meridians, which directly shook his hand away.
"It's sword energy!" A cold glint suddenly appeared in Ling Jing's eyes. He was an expert in using swords, so he was naturally very sensitive to this extremely sharp aura.
"But how could she have such powerful sword energy in her body? And judging from her pulse, she doesn't look like someone who knows martial arts at all."
Ling Jing frowned. The power of this sword energy was astonishing. It could retain such a sharp aura hidden in the human body, which would be extremely harmful.
After turning his eyes several times in succession, Ling Jing gently helped the beautiful woman up, put one hand on her back, and slowly penetrated her body.
"There's only so much I can do for you."
He is burdened with the "star-absorbing aura". In addition to the internal power of the Yi Jin Jing of the Shaolin Temple, which he cannot resolve, there are also few alien auras in the world that he cannot deal with. (To be continued.)
