Inside a luxurious four-wheel drive carriage moving forward smoothly.

Seeing Eunuch Hai leave, Jiang Ping slumped on the cushion, pillowing Cheng Lin'er's thighs. His eyes moved up and he saw two huge groups of people, and he could not see Miss Cheng's little face at all.

He tilted his head and opened his mouth.

Cheng Lin'er consciously fed him a crystal clear blue grape.

"Comfortable."

Jiang Ping giggled.

"It turns out that being a villain is so good. You can do whatever you want. Scream whoever you want. If you don't like him, you can fuck him. Haha!!!"

Cheng Lin'er slapped his head in anger and said:

"You are a playboy, not a villain."

“It’s all the same.”

Jiang Ping didn't care.

Then he rubbed his body lazily on Cheng Lin'er, like a male cat who was addicted to the gentle country.

After taking care of it for a few days, Jiang Ping's body finally looked healthier after taking various tonic drugs.

At least his face was no longer as terrifying as skinny and bones. He would not feel any pain when touching his body.

But he was still haggard, his eyes gradually became turbid, no more shiny, and his qi and blood were no longer growing, and it seemed that he had recovered to his head.

"My dream since childhood is to be a playboy who bullies the market. It's a pity that my family is strict, I..."

Jiang Ping suddenly thought of something, his mood became low, and his voice fell.

“…No one cares about me here.”

As his qi and blood weaken, his spirit is still there.

Now his emotions are very fragile and seem to become sentimental very easily.

He treated Eunuch Hai's moodiness and vented more than performed. After all, he could not do this to the people around him.

Cheng Lin'er hurriedly hugged Jiang Ping and said with great distress:

"You still have me! I won't leave you."

Jiang Ping felt that he was covered with a pair of soft objects, and he said in a muffled voice: "Let go! Let go!"

His hands were weakly slapped Cheng Lin'er's arm.

Cheng Lin'er realized it later and let go of Jiang Ping and said, "Oh, are you okay?"

Jiang Ping took a deep breath and gasped for a long time before he breathed calmed down and said:

"Miss, I am a patient now. If you attack me with a weapon at any time, I will die."

Even though he said so, Jiang Ping couldn't help but reminisce.

Well, it's really big and soft.

After being fussed like this, Jiang Ping had no intention of teasing Cheng Lin'er.

If you can see but not eat, you will be the one who tormented in the end.

His eyes passed over the beautiful and charming wife and three sisters-in-law sitting on both sides, and looked at a woman in the corner.

The woman's appearance is exquisite, and even if she is plain and faces up, she can still make people feel a fresh and natural feeling of purity of a girl.

Even though she is now a expectant mother.

She is Murong Xianxian.

At this moment, she leaned against the carriage window, her eyes were a little numb, and she watched the scenery outside constantly pass by her eyes, but she was indifferent.

Since she came down from Tianzhu Mountain and buried Dugu Zhengyang with her own hands, she has looked like this.

Nothing more sorrow than death in the heart.

She really loves Dugu Zhengyang.

Dugu Zhengyang died, and her heart followed her.

If it weren't for the child in her belly, she would have the possibility of following her.

"Miss Murong, although it is a bit inappropriate to say these words at this time, I still hope you will consider it early."

Jiang Ping's words attracted Murong Xianxian's attention.

"Young Master Jiang."

Murong Xianxian showed a smile on her face, but for some reason it made people feel sad.

"Just say it straight."

Jiang Ping sighed in his heart, and even envied Dugu Zhengyang.

If he accidentally disappeared one day, would these women of his life be equally sad, and would anyone remember him until death?

"Um……"

Jiang Ping thought for a while before saying:

"I have asked someone to help you pass the message to the methods planted by the Holy Heart Demon Lord. I believe you will find a solution for you soon."

"But when you get back to your freedom, I don't know what you plan?"

Murong Xianxian was stunned and hesitated:

"I...I don't know where to go."

She touched her stomach and said:

"I'm now looking for a place where no one finds it, give birth to Zhengyang's child and raise him.

I want to tell him that he has an amazing father.”

Only at this moment did a light called hope flash in her eyes.

It's good to have hope.

Jiang Ping was determined and smiled:

"Then Miss Murong has found a place to live in seclusion."

"But it's a blow to Miss Murong. Even if you really find such a place, can you give birth to a middle-aged child independently?

Even if the child is born successfully, can the child grow up healthy and lively?

Did Miss Murong ever think about what kind of person your child will become?”

Murong Xianxian said without hesitation: "Of course he has become a man like Zhengyang!"

"Even if he is the devil in the eyes of others, he will always be the hero in my heart!"

"How can you know that the child in your stomach is a son, what if he is a daughter?"

Jiang Ping's eyes were lingering and said with emotion:

"It's not cheap to raise a child these days. Miss Murong doesn't want her child to become a vulgar person in the future.

Whether it is a boy or a girl, you always have to study and understand some principles."

Murong Xianxian was completely attracted by the future told by Jiang Ping, and unconsciously said:

“I will teach them.”

Jiang Ping shook his head and said, "No, Miss Murong, although you are smart and both civil and military, you have specialized in your profession. When it comes to teaching people, you should still need a professional teacher.

Do you know how to educate children who are naughty and disobedient?

How should children guide them if they are unwilling to study and practice martial arts?

When a boy admires Ai, how should he give him courage?

There are too many important nodes in life. Once the guidance is not done in time, it will be two completely different life paths for children.

Besides, the world is about to be chaotic, so where is the Peach Blossom Land?

It’s so difficult for Miss Murong to protect herself.”

Murong Xianxian seemed to face education problems one by one with Jiang Ping's words, and seemed to see her children standing on the fork in life and not knowing how to choose.

She panicked and asked, "What should I do?"

"Good question!"

Jiang Ping smiled and said, "Here, I recommend you the most famous educational tutoring class in Zhao Guoshang. From learning to entering school, to adulthood, you can tailor the best combination choice for you.

Whether it is swords, guns, sticks, or piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, you have the most powerful teacher resources, only you can't imagine, but you can't find them.

Don’t be ninety-nine, don’t be one ninety-nine, just one hundred ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine taels!

Take the successful child home!”

Murong Xianxian was shocked and said, "So expensive?"
To be continued...