Chapter 16 Queen Wang’s Invitation

Zhao Wujiang felt a mysterious aura shot into his body, and his whole body was filled with warmth. He felt that his martial arts cultivation had reached the eighth level.

And he felt blessed, turned his wrist, and a flower leaf appeared in his hand, which he plucked from the flowers and plants nearby.

"The Star Reacher is indeed mysterious!"

He picked flowers and leaves from the side without Xiao Yuzi behind him noticing at all.

at the same time.

Zhaoyi Palace.

At this moment, Wu Meiniang was half-lying on the phoenix platform, holding a piece of writing paper in her hand, while Qing'er was sitting beside her, eating with her mouth moving.

"Clouds think of clothes, flowers think of face,

The spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is strong.

If I hadn’t seen you at the top of Qunyu Mountain,

We will meet under the moon at Yaotai."

Wu Meiniang read aloud with great emotion. The more she read, the happier she became, with smiles all over her face.

The exquisite and perfect appearance that once captivated the country has added a lot of charm.

"Qing'er, how do you think I read it?"

Wu Meiniang asked, but her eyes did not leave the book.

The above is Juanxiu's handwriting, which she copied herself after returning to Zhaoyi Palace.

"Your Majesty, you have recited it more than ten times." Qing'er complained, "Aren't you tired? My Majesty, do you want to eat something?"

Wu Meiniang tapped Qing'er's forehead, held her cheek and said:

“I just know how to eat!

No matter how many times I read this poem, I will never get tired.

I didn’t expect that Xiao Zhaozi is so talented, not only has superb medical skills, but also has such poetic talent!”

Zhao Wujiang's handsome appearance could not help but appear in her mind. Her cheeks felt slightly hot. She touched her cheeks and wondered what was wrong with her.

"Xiao Zhaozi is really awesome, and he also speaks very nicely." Qing'er tilted her head and praised a few words.

the other side.

Inside Qifeng Palace.

Queen Wang was sitting on a wooden chair. There was a piece of writing paper on the table in front of her. The fonts on the paper were beautiful and the ink was not dry yet.

What is written above is the poem that Zhao Wujiang wrote for Wu Meiniang at today's poetry meeting.

She read the poem silently, murmured it softly, and thought about it carefully.

When I see clouds, I think of her gorgeous clothes; when I see flowers, I think of her jade-like face. The spring breeze blows on the railings, and the dewdrops moisten the flowers and make them more colorful.

The beauty of the country and the beauty of the sky are either the fluttering fairies seen on the top of the jade mountains, or the goddess under the moon in front of the Yaotai Hall.

A smile appeared on the corner of Queen Wang's mouth, and then quickly turned into a hint of anger.

Zhao Wujiang's handsome face and Wu Meiniang's proud look appeared in her mind.

She slammed the table.

"Wu Meiniang, Wu Meiniang, you won't be proud for long. I will get everything you have, including this little eunuch!"

…

The second day.

Zhao Wujiang was walking in the palace, on his way to give Wu Meiniang acupuncture.

He was carrying a medicine box. He was slender and handsome, and exuded an aura that made people couldn't help but get close to him.

Today's acupuncture area is the front of Wu Meiniang's body, and he had prepared the corresponding silver needles last night.

Zhao Wujiang was not in a hurry, and it didn't take long.

Zhaoyi Palace.

The two beautiful women were chatting about something. When they saw Zhao Wujiang approaching, they were immediately overjoyed.

These two women were the two palace maids that Zhao Wujiang rescued that day.

The two of them looked at Zhao Wujiang affectionately, then they trotted forward with blushing faces, stuffed two fragrant handkerchiefs into Zhao Wujiang's hands, and ran away shyly.

Zhao Wujiang looked at the handkerchief in his hand in confusion, feeling a little confused.

He opened the handkerchief and found that there were many words written in both handkerchiefs.

Zhao Wujiang read the contents on the handkerchief, and his expression gradually became weird.

The content on the two handkerchiefs is roughly the same, first expressing gratitude, and then expressing love.

What's even more outrageous is that he actually invited Zhao Wujiang to have a meal in the woods during his free time after sunset today.

It's my fault that I'm too charming. Zhao Wujiang sighed and was about to put away the handkerchief.

At this moment, a delicate hand grabbed the handkerchief.

Then a light and sweet voice sounded:

"Xiao Zhaozi, Xiao Zhaozi, what's written on your handkerchief? Let me take a look."

The person who came was none other than Qing'er.

She took the fragrant handkerchief from Zhao Wujiang's hand and turned her eyes darkly to read the content.

Damn it, Zhao Wujiang was about to snatch it away, but Qing'er dodged it deftly.

After Qing'er finished reading, her pretty little face was rosy, and she took a sip, "Dirty!"

Blushing, he turned and ran away.

Zhao Wujiang had no choice but to go into Wu Meiniang's palace.

Qing'er hid beside the peerless Wu Meiniang, her face still a little red, and she looked at Zhao Wujiang with her little mouth pouted.

Seeing Wu Meiniang, Zhao Wujiang quickly straightened his expression and said:

"Xiao Zhaozi meets the empress."

"I have been waiting for you for a long time, come quickly."

Wu Meiniang thought of the place where the acupuncture was performed today, and her delicate and beautiful face was stained with red clouds.

Then, he called Qing'er out of the door, bit his lip and slowly took off his gorgeous clothes, and lay quietly on the phoenix couch.

Half an hour later, Zhao Wujiang exited the palace, sweating profusely, leaving Wu Meiniang to rest in the room.

Today's acupuncture process made Zhao Wujiang tense and restrained throughout the entire process.

It looks like a ridge from the side and a peak from the side. Zhao Wujiang sighed inwardly.

He walked to Qing'er and sat down, and was about to speak. Qing'er snorted and moved his butt to the other side, obviously unhappy.

"What's wrong, little girl?"

"Xiao Zhaozi, what is your relationship with those palace ladies?"

"What do you care about those vulgar fans? They just expressed their gratitude. I have already thrown away the handkerchief."

Zhao Wujiang smiled, how could he not understand the thoughts of these women.

"real?"

Qing'er pouted, holding the hem of her skirt with her hands, glanced at Zhao Wujiang's handsome face, and ducked away without saying a word.

"Okay, I forgive you!"

At this time.

A eunuch hurried over.

He glanced at the eunuch. From the red color of the waistband hanging on the eunuch's waist, he knew that the person coming was from the palace of the queen.

"Hello, sister Qing'er!"

The eunuch in the Queen's Palace first saluted Qing'er, and then looked at Zhao Wujiang:

"This father-in-law is the father-in-law Zhao who treated Empress Zhaoyi?"
Chapter completed!