From a distance, Shen Qing heard a noise.
"The young lady has been making a fuss since she woke up and refuses to eat."
Seeing Zhao Yingnan, the maid guarding the door was a little flustered, with helplessness between her brows.
"If she doesn't want to eat, let her go."
Hearing this, Zhao Yingnan's face darkened, and he was not moved at all: "You will know how to eat after being hungry for two days."
No matter how prominent Zhao Yu's background was in her previous life, she was now only the daughter of Zhao Yingnan. It was impossible for his family to raise a spoiled devil.
No matter how stubborn someone is, he has plenty of ways to smooth them over.
As he spoke, Zhao Yingnan had already opened the door.
The moment the two of them entered the room, the noise stopped.
Ji Jingyu sat on the edge of the bed, looking like he had a headache.
The couch was a mess, the brocade quilt was wrinkled into a ball, and Zhao Yu was curled up in the quilt, wrapped like a dumpling, with only his head sticking out, pouting, and his face was full of visible annoyance.
Seeing Shen Qing coming in, the irritability on Zhao Yu's face suddenly disappeared and was filled with a bright smile.
She quickly crawled out from under the quilt, jumped off the bed barefoot, and ran towards Shen Qing. Her movements were so agile that she didn't look like a child who was not even three years old.
Shen Qing subconsciously leaned over and let Zhao Yu fall into his arms.
Looking at Zhao Yu with starry eyes in his arms, Shen Qing's mind suddenly flashed with thoughts and his breathing became heavier.
In these three lives, Zhao Yu's attitude towards her was very different.
In Da Xia, although it was not obvious on weekdays, she could feel Zhao Yu's dependence on her.
When they first met, Zhao Yu was not the type of person who liked to meddle in other people's affairs, but he still managed to bring Shen Qing back from the mass grave and saved her life.
In later times, Zhao Yu's attitude towards her had obviously changed a lot, almost like a stranger.
In this life, Zhao Yu showed unusual closeness to her just when they met for the first time.
This further confirmed Shen Qing's previous guess that she and Zhao Yu must have had an unknown connection in the distant past.
But as time goes by, this connection is gradually weakening, and may even disappear one day.
(End of this chapter)
167. Chapter 167 Northern Territory
167.
2023-11-01
Looking at Zhao Yu curled up in Shen Qing's arms, Zhao Yingnan's eyes twitched uncontrollably.
After all, it was their first time being a parent, and seeing their daughter being so intimate with a stranger inevitably made them feel a little unbalanced.
Ji Jingyu, who was standing aside, also had a forced smile on his face.
The room was so quiet for a moment that you could hear a pin drop.
Shen Qing didn't notice anything wrong with the atmosphere and subconsciously pinched Zhao Yu's chubby face.
Zhao Yu greeted him with a smile, with an obvious hint of flattery.
"Since you get along so well, why not take her with you on your trip to the Northern Territory?"
This worthless appearance made Zhao Yingnan feel even more ashamed.
Hearing this, Ji Jingyu, who was beside the bed, subconsciously rolled his eyes at him and said, "Getting angry with the child."
Shen Qing shook his head and carried Zhao Yu back to the bed.
“I can’t take care of children.”
In her previous life, when she was in Daxia, she had left too many burdens for Zhao Yu. After she left, it was obvious that Zhao Yu was not happy. He was even in dire straits, suffering every day, and even became sick due to worry. Then he died early.
With the lessons learned from the past, Shen Qing already knew that he did not have the ability to be a teacher, let alone start from a young age.
After reading so many ancient historical biographies, the only thing Shen Qing learned was to learn from history and get used to drawing lessons from past experiences.
Zhao Yu would grow crooked in her hands, and she didn't want to harm Zhao Yu for the rest of her life.
What Zhao Yingnan said was naturally just an angry remark. No matter what the reason was, he would never send his daughter, who was less than three years old, to such a chaotic place.
"Hungry."
Zhao Yu turned over in bed, touched her belly, and looked at Shen Qing, feeling a little aggrieved.
Hearing this, Ji Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to speak, Zhao Yingnan raised his hand to stop him:
"We'll talk about it tomorrow. Let's go hungry today."
Obviously, he didn't intend to indulge Zhao Yu's bad habits and wanted to correct them for her.
"This……"
Ji Jingyu was obviously reluctant, but was still pulled out by Zhao Yingnan.
Shen Qing stayed alone in the room, sitting on the bed with his clothes on, and rubbed Zhao Yu's head:
"Go to sleep."
Zhao Yu stopped making a fuss and lay quietly in her arms, closing his eyes and falling asleep.
Shen Qing did not rest. The spiritual patterns gradually appeared in his mind and he continued to study them.
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The next morning.
Shen Qing did not sleep all night, and without disturbing Zhao Yu who was sleeping soundly, he got up and went out.
At dawn, the prince's carriage had already stopped in front of the Zhennan General's Mansion.
Today, Beitang Shifeng was wearing a robe with golden patterns, which was embroidered with auspicious beasts and birds. He was wearing a pair of purple-gold boots with blue dragon carvings on them. His every move made him look more noble.
The Central Dynasty did not worship dragon patterns. The royal family's robes and clothing were mostly engraved with auspicious beasts from ancient legends. Dragon patterns were generally only used on combat boots.
The dragon tribes of the four seas are all under the feet of the Nine Nether Saint King, so naturally they are only worthy of being under the feet of the Saint Emperor.
Shen Qing felt that this pair of purple-gold boots looked familiar at first glance, but he couldn't remember where he had seen them.
The memories in her mind were too messy, and some unimportant information was mostly sealed up or even forgotten, so as not to interfere with her own judgment.
After all, people are made up of memories. If Shen Qing accepts all information, his current personality will inevitably split.
After traveling through time and space one after another and accepting many memories, she has begun to feel some contradictions. Her initial indifference to worldly affairs has gradually faded away, and her mood will be touched by some of what she has seen and heard, and she is inevitably affected.
After saying hello, Shen Qing got in the car. There were two other people sitting in the car, a white-haired old man, and a middle-aged woman in her forties. They both had obvious aura and were Guiyi Zhenjun.
"Did you go to see the Nine Nether Saint King yesterday?"
Beitang Shifeng had obviously been paying attention to the movements of the altar and was well-informed. He had already heard about what happened yesterday.
"good."
Shen Qing nodded and said frankly: "He wanted to recruit me as his subordinate, but I refused."
Hearing this, Beitang Shifeng's face showed no joy at all and his brows were tightly furrowed.
The Holy King Jiuyou was extremely domineering. In the early years when the Central Dynasty was first established, those who obeyed him prospered, while those who went against him perished.
The last time he valued someone was the Rain God General. That was just over a thousand years ago, and Beitang Shifeng remembered it very clearly.
He had some impression of Yu. At that time, he had already established his faith in Taoism and was not interested in women. However, he was deeply impressed by her talent in cultivation. He even thought about bringing Yu into the God-killing Alliance.
Later, Yu was recruited by the Holy King Jiuyou. Her choice was the same as Shen Qing's, and she ended up dying in an unclear manner.
At this moment, he was a little worried that Shen Qing would follow Yu's old path.
"When you go to the Northern Territory, you must be careful. The Nine Nether Saint King might attack you secretly. I will tell the True Lords stationed there to pay more attention and support you."
To be on the safe side, Beitang Shifeng still reminded him that he could not predict what means the Nine Nether Saint King would use.
The Northern Territory is far away from Middle-earth. If there is any change, it will be out of reach and he will not be able to react in time.
"I'll play it by ear."
Shen Qing nodded in agreement. No matter what means the Nine Nether Saint King was going to use, until he had the strength to overturn the table, she could only take one step at a time and passively accept the attack.
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The situation in the Northern Territory is extremely complex, with mountains and rivers undulating and few vast plains.
The carriage, shining with glass light, spanned the sky and finally stopped in front of a majestic pass.
Beitang Shifeng did not come, but asked the two True Lords to escort Shen Qing all the way to the camp where the Demon Slaying Division was located.
Although the Northern Territory is infested with demons, its spiritual energy concentration is the most abundant among the four regions, second only to the Middle Earth.
Even some naturally occurring spiritual places have much more spiritual energy than Middle-earth.
It is thanks to this fertile soil that hundreds of sects and many demons can survive.
The entire pass is covered with spiritual formations, flowing with divine patterns as thick as mountains, almost turning the pass into fairy gold that is far superior to fine steel and divine iron, with an obvious metallic luster.
As soon as the carriage stopped, more than a hundred monks flew out from the pass. They were all wearing orange-yellow robes with dragon patterns printed on their collars and sleeves. They knelt in two rows to greet them.
"Welcome, Prince."
Seeing the prince’s carriage is like seeing the person himself.
Beitang Shifeng has a very high prestige in the Demon Slaying Bureau. He can command the support of hundreds of people, even far surpassing his father, the current Holy Emperor.
In response to this, some ministers in the court have repeatedly submitted petitions, implying that Beitang Shifeng has rebellious intentions. The current Holy Emperor has only been on the throne for a few hundred years, while the Crown Prince is over five thousand years old. It is not impossible for him to rule the world ahead of time.
However, these memorials were not taken seriously by the Holy Emperor and all fell into oblivion.
The two escorting True Lords got off the carriage first. The middle-aged woman took out a yellow scroll from her sleeve and said loudly:
"In compliance with His Royal Highness' personal decree, from today onwards, all operations and dispatches of the Northern Land Demon Slaying Division will be based on December. Anyone who disobeys this order will be executed immediately!"
(End of this chapter)