Xiao Changyi really nodded: "Yes." No one can compare to his wife.

An Jing immediately kissed Xiao Changyi happily.

Xiao Changyi was a little dissatisfied with her skimming.

An Jing felt funny, but she still leaned over sweetly and put her lips on his lips again.

But he just put his lips on his lips.

She deliberately did not move, just stood there, keeping her lips against his lips, but the smile on the corner of her mouth was very big, clearly doing it on purpose, and clearly trying to see how long he could endure it.

Xiao Changyi couldn't bear it at all. This was his wife. Why did he have to bear it? Seeing An Jing deliberately stopped, he was not annoyed, and directly grabbed the back of An Jing's head and deepened the kiss.

After kissing, An Jing was already sitting on Xiao Changyi's lap.

Xiao Changyi was sitting on the chair in front of the desk.

An Jing hugged Xiao Changyi's neck and tried hard to calm her breathing before signaling Xiao Changyi to look at the picture of Miao Dao on the desk.

Then, she explained to him carefully: "My husband, this knife is called Miao Dao, because it is named because its blade is slender and long and looks like a seedling."

"This Miaodao is a weapon that I have inherited since ancient times in my original world. It has great lethality."

"And this knife has always been held by the ancient royal guards of my world."

"When my foster father asked me what I had figured out, I actually didn't think of this knife, but when I looked at the guards around my foster father, I thought of it. We can cast a batch of this knife and give each of the Imperial Guards. What do you think?"

Xiyun also has an Imperial Guard.

Xiao Changyi said: "It's very good."

He said yes to Xiao Changyi, Anjing was very happy, and her husband followed her very well.

However, after thinking about it, she rejected her proposal just now and changed her words: "Let's not cast a batch first, cast one first, let the sword caster cast one for us first, let the adoptive father see, let the adoptive father, decide whether to build a batch."

No matter how An Jing thought about this, she felt that she shouldn’t be overwhelmed by the fact that she changed her words.

"Yeah." Xiao Changyi had no objection. This was indeed safer. The old man felt more comfortable.

"This knife is so lethal," said An Jing again, "When the adoptive father came out and saw it, I think the adoptive father would probably build a group of imperial guards."

"Yes." Xiao Changyi thought so too.

...

On the second day, An Jing gave Meng Lanqing the structural drawings of the Miaodao and asked Meng Lanqing to find the knife caster to cast one.

When An Jing got the Miao Dao, it was two and a half months later.

As soon as An Jing got the Miao Dao, she first asked Xiao Changyi to use a sword technique for her to see. After An Jing was very satisfied and happy to see it, she entered the palace with Xiao Changyi and showed the Miao Dao to Emperor Xiyun.

When Emperor Xiyun saw Miao Dao, his eyes lit up at first. Then, the guard put down his knife and took the Miao Dao and tricked him. Emperor Xiyun's eyes became brighter.

This lethality...

"Jingjing..." Emperor Xiyun looked at Anjing and sighed, sighing at the stunning genius, and didn't know what to say.

Su Chengyu happened to come and saw Miao Dao, his eyes became particularly bright. He heard that An Jing had figured it out. Su Chengyu immediately bowed to An Jing and said, "The talent of the emperor's sister-in-law is immeasurable!"

An Jing first humbled Su Chengyu for a while before asking Emperor Xiyun: "Father, what did I offer just now..."

Emperor Xiyun immediately said: "This knife is so good, I naturally want to cast a batch for the Imperial Army. If it weren't for the fact that one was built, it would take a lot of time and the materials used were difficult to smel out, I would like to give each of the whole army one."
Chapter completed!