The IOU reads:

[Liu Mang owes Zhao Wujiang nine thousand taels of gold]

Liu Mang's mind seemed to be struck by lightning, and when did the word gold be added to the back?

This was obviously added by Zhao Wujiang himself.

Liu Wanshan was also stunned. The difference between silver and gold was a bit big.

"Mr. Zhao, this..."

Liu Mang wanted to speak, but was immediately stopped by Liu Wanshan.

"Don't worry, it's natural to pay back the debt."

Zhao Wujiang glanced at Liu Wanshan, "Sensible."

With the promise and apologies from Liu Wanshan, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Liu Wanshan and Liu Mang, Zhao Wujiang stepped into the gate of Honglu Temple.

Under the notice from the minor official, the Minister of the Honglu Temple rushed over quickly and enthusiastically grabbed Zhao Wujiang's hand as soon as he met:

"Mr. Zhao, you are here!"

When Liu Mang saw this scene outside the door, he completely died of revenge. The Minister of the Honglu Temple was a third-rank official. Seeing that Zhao Wujiang was so polite, how could he fight?

"Where is the princess?" Zhao Wujiang said warmly.

The Minister of the Honglu Temple smiled bitterly:

"I'm unhappy in Pingkang Building. I didn't even have breakfast today. I'm afraid I'm in good health!"

"take me."

"I heard that General Zhao is very good at medical management, so I'm sorry, General Zhao is in charge."

The eyes of the Honglu Temple were filled with gratitude.

Zhao Wujiang smiled back:

"If there is nowhere, Lord Li is too polite. He is just sharing the worries for the emperor."

...

The two quickly walked to Pingkang Tower, walked through the hall, and came to their residence behind.

There are guards around the residence, which not only protects Princess Believer, but also guards against Princess Believer to escape like last time.

Under the face of the Minister of the Honglu Temple, the guards moved away one after another. Soon, Zhao Wujiang and he came to the door of Princess Baiyue’s temporary boudoir.

"Mr. Zhao, thank you. The three of us old guys will invite you to the house for a banquet another day."

The Minister of the Honglu Temple quietly breathed a sigh of relief. The scene where Zhao Wujiang surpassed the talents that day to win the joy of Princess Worshiping the Moon was still vivid in my mind. Now that Zhao Wujiang is here, a lot of his worries have also dissipated.

Zhao Wujiang nodded, buckled the door lightly, and said with a smile:

"Princess, Xiao Zhaozi asks for a meeting."

A sudden sound came from the quiet boudoir, as if someone was rushing toward him.

The door creaked and opened, revealing the beautiful and beautiful face of Princess Worshiping the Moon.

Her beautiful eyes were full of surprises: "Zhao Wujiang."

The Minister of the Honglu Temple breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the princess's quick smile, he knew that he had found the right person.

"General Zhao, I will go down first. There are many things in the temple. Please ask General Zhao to check the princess's health."

Zhao Wujiang nodded and was pulled into the boudoir by Princess Begun.

...

In the room.

Princess Baiyue pulled Zhao Wujiang down, and she looked at Zhao Wujiang with her eyes, and said in a muffled voice:

"Good friend, why don't you come to see me?"

Zhao Wujiang frowned. With his superb medical skills, he felt a corruption vaguely on Princess Baiyue. He grabbed Princess Baiyue's wrist and put his finger on the pulse:

"This is not here. Have you felt any discomfort recently?"

"Is it okay to be unhappy?"

Princess Baiyue wrinkled her nose, bit her lip, and stared at Zhao Wujiang's concerned face.

"Calculate."

Zhao Wujiang smiled warmly, and his fingers felt his beating pulse:

“Where else is uncomfortable?”

"No, I feel depressed."

Princess Worships with bright eyes and white teeth, and the autumn water in her eyes surging:

"You haven't answered my question just now, why don't you come to me?"

"As a man, career is important."

Zhao Wujiang rubbed Princess Baiyue's head: "Pull your sleeves up, I'll look at your entire arm."

Princess Baiyue pouted and was not satisfied with Zhao Wujiang's answer.

She stretched her arms and signaled Zhao Wujiang to do it herself so that she would not cooperate.

Zhao Wujiang's eyebrows contained a hidden worry, but he did not show it. Instead, he gently rolled up Princess's long sleeves one by one with a spring breeze, revealing her jade-like arms.

He smelled a faint fragrance, which was obviously emitted by Princess Believer's body.

Princess Baiyue's face was flushed, like a sunset. She pursed her lips and looked at Zhao Wujiang.

Zhao Wujiang rolled his cuffs higher and higher. Two inches above the joint of Princess Baiyue’s left arm and elbow, he found a gray and blue line as thick as a little finger hidden under his skin, extending upwards.

Something is wrong!

His heart suddenly skipped a beat and he said in a deep voice:

"Open...skirt, I'll continue to check it."

Princess Baiyue felt that her cheeks were so hot that she could not see Zhao Wujiang. She just stretched her arms and signaled Zhao Wujiang to do it herself.

Zhao Wujiang shook his head and smiled, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Not afraid." The sunset on Princess Baiyue's pretty face was still smudged into her ears. She looked up and saw Zhao Wujiang's gentle smile. Her heart was pounding quickly, and then her eyes were staring at the floor, with a muffled sound, and her voice was filled with muffled sound.

Getting lower and lower:
Chapter completed!