My wife is the sect leader

After finishing speaking, the little eunuch Zhuo Yuchang came up with a plate, and there was a jade bottle on the plate.

Jiuyu Pill is an extremely precious healing medicine for the royal family, ranking third in the world, only under Daxue Mountain Snow Lotus and Zhenyi Sect Jiuzhuan Guiyuan Pill.

Zhao Xuening said seriously: "This mere healing pill is all from my heart, I hope Mr. An can accept it."

Seeing this, An Jing frowned slightly, and saw that he hadn't spoken yet, but Zhao Qingmei who was next to him picked up the jade bottle and said, "Since it's the princess's wish, husband, you can accept it. "

Seeing Zhao Qingmei's charming eyes, An Jing shuddered in his heart.

If Luo Chongyang was here, he would definitely look at An Jing with a playful face, but Xiao Qianqiu was different. He sat calmly opposite An Jing, took a sip of tea, and looked at his nose, his nose at his mouth, and his mouth to his heart. It seems that it has nothing to do with oneself and hangs high.

And Xi Ha Buddha is even deaf in both ears, with his palms folded on his chest, his small eyes seem to be closed tightly, and he is resting his mind.

Seeing this scene, An Jing suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

Zhao Xuening chuckled lightly, and said, "Master Zhao, this is the first time we've met, right?"

Zhao Qingmei also smiled and said, "It's indeed the first time I've seen Her Royal Highness."

Zhao Xuening raised the wine cup and said, "Since we are so destined, why don't we have a drink together."

Zhao Qingmei didn't raise the wine cup, but asked, "Why is there a fate?"

Zhao Xuening said with a smile: "We both have the same surname, do you think there is a relationship?"

Xiao Qianqiu frowned slightly. Others may not know some secrets. As Dayan Guoshi, and one of the most trusted people of Dayan Renhuang before, he also knows the mystery of Zhao Qingmei's identity.

What does Zhao Xuening mean by saying this now?

Could it be to test Zhao Qingmei?

Zhao Qingmei remained calm, raised the wine cup, and said: "It seems that the princess is not only destined to be with my husband, but also with me."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Qingmei drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and then her eyes turned to Zhao Xuening.

Alcohol is spicy, and most women rarely drink alcohol, let alone drink it up like the children of the Jianghu. Zhao Qingmei grew up in the main altar of the Devil's Cult, and is considered half an old Jianghu, even the strongest wine can drink Drank it all in one gulp.

Zhao Xuening saw her eyes, and without the slightest hesitation, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

The two women just looked at each other without speaking.

The air seemed to freeze.

There are women, monks, and Taoists in this temple, all of whom are the most difficult to provoke in the Jianghu. At this moment, both monks and Taoists can feel the fleeting spark in the eyes of the two women.

Both of them were silent and kept their eyes on each other.

An Jing only felt his scalp tingling for a while, and said immediately: "Come on, eat the dishes, the dishes made by the imperial chef are delicious."

Zhao Xuening's eyes lit up, "My mother taught me and the imperial chef to learn how to cook since childhood, and I have basically mastered the skills of the sixteen imperial chefs in the imperial city."

"Oh? This imperial chef's food is so delicious?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qingmei put down the wine cup and said with a smile, "Is this dish better than the one at home?"

The words of the two are at odds with each other, but it is the doormat in the middle who suffers.

An Jing suddenly became one head and two big, feeling that he seemed to have said something wrong, and quickly said: "In my heart, the dishes cooked by Madam are naturally the most delicious."

Zhao Qingmei nodded in satisfaction, and said: "The royal chef is the chef for the royal family. The dishes are delicacies from mountains and seas. It's better for ordinary people like us to eat some simple food at home."

Zhao Xuening said calmly: "I've eaten too much rough food, so I have to change the taste."

When she said this, her eyes looked directly at An Jing.

An Jing suddenly felt as if there were nails growing on his butt, but he secretly said in his heart: "If you speak well, speak well, why are you staring at me all the time?"

Zhao Qingmei said expressionlessly: "That's different, Shengdou people are used to being poor and humble, I'm afraid they won't be able to eat the delicacies of the princess."

Zhao Xuening laughed loudly and said: "No one is static, after all, people's hearts are unpredictable, and sometimes you think that the same is actually the biggest change."

Zhao Qingmei smiled when she saw Zhao Xuening laughing, "Really? I don't agree with what the princess said."

Zhao Xuening waved his sleeve robe and made a gesture of asking, "Please speak."

"No need to say more."

Zhao Qingmei gently placed her Mandarin Duck Swords on the table, only to hear a 'pop' resounding through the hall.

Immediately, the entire hall became silent, and a cold and murderous atmosphere filled the hall.

Patriarch Tianpeng and Xu Qianyue quickly stood in front of Zhao Xuening, staring at Zhao Qingmei cautiously.

After all, this is the leader of the Demon Cult. Although ghost swordsmen have been involved in many matters of the Demon Cult recently, this leader seldom shows off his skills, but no one in the world dares to underestimate her.

And Xiao Qianqiu also looked at Zhao Qingmei, Xiha Buddha slowly opened his eyes.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense, and there was even an atmosphere of tension.

Zhao Qingmei gave up the wine cup, but picked up the wine jar next to her, raised her head, showing her fair and smooth neck, and drank the wine in the jar.

Zhao Xuening shouted: "What are you doing? Hurry back!"

Patriarch Tianpeng and Xu Qianyue looked at each other, then stepped back a few steps.

An Jing, on the other hand, was extremely calm in his heart. Since he couldn't change things, he might as well lie down and drink slowly.

Zhao Xuening looked at Zhao Qingmei appreciatively, and said, "Master Zhao is the same as I think."

Zhao Qingmei put down the wine jar and asked, "Do you know what I'm thinking?"

Zhao Xuening said, "I know."

Zhao Qingmei shook her head and said, "No, you don't know."

Zhao Xuening said, "Why do you think I don't know?"

Zhao Qingmei said: "You are not me, you will never know what I am thinking."

Zhao Xuening was noncommittal, then smiled and said, "Then I don't know, maybe some things are better not to know than to know."

Zhao Qingmei said: "It seems that the princess is a smart person."

Zhao Xuening said: "Smart is not a good word. I like people to say that I am a wise person, because women rarely have wisdom in the eyes of others."

Zhao Qingmei raised her tone slightly, "Women rarely have wisdom, who said that?"

Zhao Xuening said slowly: "It seems that since the dynasty of thousands of years, there has never been a female emperor."

Zhao Qingmei said: "The princess can be the first, I think this is definitely the most impressive stroke in history."

Zhao Xuening asked: "Yes, I just don't know if the leader is willing to support me?"

Zhao Xuening has already completely controlled the royal family and all the civil and military officials. Even the tens of thousands of Pingyang Guards' army has fallen into her hands. As long as she wants to ascend the throne, she can ascend the throne at any time.

Zhao Qingmei smiled and said, "Do you really hope to get my affirmation?"

Zhao Xuening said seriously: "That's right, after all, in my heart, Master Zhao is a very 'important' person."

The words of the two were tit-for-tat, and there were hidden secrets. From the beginning of the Anjing battle, to the throne battle, they both tried to test each other.

And every word they say makes each other understand each other better.

Zhao Qingmei said without hesitation, "Of course I support the princess, and I support the princess wholeheartedly."

"it is good!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xuening stood up and said, "With the words of Hierarch Zhao, my Highness can feel at ease. I plan to ascend the throne in three days."

Originally, she knew that Zhao Xuening would ascend the throne, but now that she said it, she couldn't help but feel some subtle changes in her emotions.

"Then I will congratulate Her Royal Highness in advance."

"Congratulations, Your Royal Highness!"

Xiao Qianqiu and Xiha Buddha also stood up and congratulated.

Zhao Xuening smiled and looked at An Jing who had been silent all this time, "Mr. An, I have been inviting you to watch the four scenic spots in Yujing before, but you have no time. Don't forget it in the future."

"I will invite you to watch the scenery later, but it is the emperor's order."

An Jing felt the icy cold light coming from the side, although the cold light was fleeting, it appeared very quickly and disappeared even faster.

........

After the banquet, Zhao Xuening left Zhao Qingmei behind, planning to give her some clothes and old things about Zhao Shizai.

An Jing left the imperial city and returned to the Demon Cult's stronghold after the two women chatted happily.

If the general future emperor kept his wife, An Jing might have other ideas, but this is the future Empress Dayan, so An Jing didn't say much.

"Uncle."

Seeing An Jing coming back, Li Fuzhou hurried up to meet him, and asked, "Where is the master?"

An Jing waved his hand and said, "She's still in the palace."

Li Fuzhou's face changed slightly when he heard this, and then he said: "Zhou Xianming has left Yujing City."

An Jing sat down, poured a cup of tea and asked, "Where did he go?"

Li Fuzhou said: "Go back to Yuzhou City."

"Let him go back."

When An Jing heard this, the movements of his hands paused, and then he said: "By the way, Zhou Xianming didn't tell his wife what he said to you, did he?"

Li Fuzhou hurriedly said: "What Zhou Xianming said to me, I didn't say a single word to the leader."

"This week Xianming..."

An Jing shook his head. When they were in Yuzhou City, the two often drank together. After drinking too much, they would talk freely. An Jing said a lot, and perhaps the original words gave Zhou Xianming a lot of thinking.

Coupled with Zhou Xianming's own very special experience, his parents died in the Jianghu vendetta since he was a child, and then he became a well-known talent in his teens, but he did not take part in the scientific examination but traveled around the world, went to the Pure Land, Houjin, Zhao Guo, Nanman.

Among them, he has spent the most time in Zhao State and knows Zhao State's national conditions best.

Zhao Guo is under the extremely high-pressure rule of the Black Ice Terrace. Except for the Black Ice Terrace, there are very few forces in the Jianghu, which cannot affect the overall situation of the Black Ice Terrace. The people of the country are much better than those of the country of Yan.

Coupled with what Li Yue, An Jing and others did later on, Zhou Xianming had a special idea.

Heroes are forbidden by martial arts!

This sentence is true, once someone masters the mighty power beyond ordinary people, it will inevitably affect the order of the world, and it is always ordinary people who suffer from the chaos.

These ordinary people are powerless lambs, and if they are not careful, they will die in the waves.

Zhou Xianming wanted to establish a new order from it, and while consolidating the imperial power, he also protected tens of thousands of Li people.

But most of the reforms since ancient times have a disadvantage, that is, they will damage the interests of one layer and protect the interests of the other layer. Zhou Xianming wanted to set up a martial arts school, which almost pried the roots of the entire world.

Before An Jing looked at the world from the perspective of a doctor, he would naturally say something different, but now he is the enshrined of the Demon Cult, and his wife is the leader of the Demon Cult.

The saying that the butt determines the idea fully illustrates the weakness of human nature, where to sit, and where to think naturally

In fact, from Zhou Xianming's life experience, even he himself didn't know that the person who had the deepest influence on him was Dr. An in Yuzhou City, who subtly changed his thinking drastically.

And this change, perhaps he himself did not know.

"political reform......"

An Jing looked back at the history of this world, and then recalled the history of the previous world.

Because you will be surprised to find that history has not changed, technology has changed, clothes have changed, and diet has changed. These are all shells, and nothing inside has changed. It is still the same thing thousands of years ago. Mistakes will still be made, people who should be killed will still be killed, loyal ministers will die, treacherous ministers will die, and in another thousand years, they will still die.

We all know all the mistakes, but we can't get rid of them after all.

However, there are still some people who can truly surpass history, and the world calls such people saints.

In this world, there are always many, many people living in dire straits.

Life is not as short as some people say, in fact, sometimes it is very long, especially for those who are suffering, it is so long that you want to die.

Standing on the wave of the times, An Jing at this moment is the biggest wave of this era, and his every move will affect the world, and even affect the changes in the world in the future.

And how does this history go?

Thinking about it carefully, most of these martial arts are now in the hands of sect sects. They hold on to these classic martial arts, and some of their minds are even lost, completely disappearing in the world.

But if martial arts are really popularized, let alone whether it is a good thing or a bad thing for the people of the world, this sect and sect will completely disappear and be reduced to history. The ancient sects such as the Demon Sect and the Shinichi Sect are the biggest resistance.

To support Zhou Xianming's reform is to cut off his own arms.

Where should the members of the Demon Cult go, how should I explain to Jun Qinglin, and how should I explain to Zhao Qingmei?

And without the Devil's Cult in hand, the royal family's power would undoubtedly increase greatly, and Zhao Qingmei and himself would be tigers without wings.

The cunning rabbit dies, the lackey cooks, the birds are exhausted, and the good bow is hidden. An Jing will not be unaware of this truth.