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Chapter 375

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After several hours of cultivation, Zhao Wujiang finally realized the two souls and became more and more clear when looking at people's thoughts.

The empress was absent-minded in eating dinner. In the past, Zhao Wujiang would have had dinner with her, and the two of them talked about many topics.

Now that Dugu Mingyue is pregnant, they no longer talk much.

For the orthodoxy of the Daxia bloodline, the empress knew that she would not compromise, and Zhao Wujiang's attitude was already clear at the beginning.

The two of them had a contrary idea on this matter, and they were destined to fall into a long cold war, and even the relationship broke down due to this.

Zhao Wujiang meditated in the side hall of Yangxin Hall. He had already realized the two souls and decided to take advantage of the victory and continue to practice.

As the spiritual energy of heaven and earth entered his body, his breathing became more and more gentle.

In the palace of the Emperor Yangxin Palace, the empress was alone in the darkness. She did not let the eunuchs and palace maids take the lights, but sat upright on a yellow flower wooden chair, exuding a faint majesty in the darkness, staring at the door.

Zhao Wujiang was like a stone that broke into her heart. At first, it only splashed in a tiny bit of water, but when the ripples in the lake spread wider and bigger, the impact was lingering.

Zhao Wujiang gradually became her partner in the harem and her only partner.

But she would not stop for a partner.

I am the emperor of Daxia, I shoulder the foundation of Daxia, I... know what to do! Her eyes flashed in the dark night, and she kept telling herself in her heart.

Her face became colder and colder, just like when she first ascended the throne, she looked down at the crowd with cold eyes under her smuggling.

"Dongdong."

When the door was gently knocked, the empress's flying thoughts gradually stopped, and a trace of fatigue swept across her body.

"Your Majesty, you haven't turned the sign tonight." Little Lizi's voice came from outside the door.

The empress rubbed her eyebrows and said coldly:

"Not flip!"

"Yes, the emperor." Little Lizi said respectfully. He was a little embarrassed. Many ministers urged him to turn over the signs, but he could hear the anger and coldness in the words of the emperor in the room, so he could only bow and retreat.

The empress in the dark night had no expression. She was worried that the fierce Zhao Wujiang would make other concubines pregnant, which would be troublesome, so she bluntly refused to turn the sign.

But she knew in her heart that this was not a long-term solution. She would never neglect Princess Moon on the wedding night, right?

That will inevitably suffer a lot of criticism.

The only way to ask Zhao Wujiang to continue to favor her.

The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became. It would be better not to think about it. She lit the lamp and took out the ancient books to read it slowly.

But the words were like flying mosquitoes and could not see them. The empress took a deep breath and decided to take a shower to calm herself down.

During the cold war with Zhao Wujiang, she knew that Zhao Wujiang would not come back and would definitely spend the night in the side hall.

In the side hall, Zhao Wujiang let out a long roar when he suppressed his voice.

Just now, he had fully realized the third soul.

With the enlightenment of the three souls and seven spirits, he felt that his whole body was much more transparent and clear now, and even in the dark, he could vaguely see things.

Zhao Wujiang slowly took out a key. The key was small and simple, and it was taken from Chen Anbang.

If you can be collected by Chen Anbang personally, the things corresponding to the key must be extremely precious, but you don’t know what it is.

Chen Anbang's custody of robbery will inevitably be established, so Chen Anbang's mansion will face the situation of raiding the house. I can ask Xuanyuan Jing to hand over the task of raiding the house to me, and I will go to raid Chen Anbang's home... Zhao Wujiang thought in his heart.

He wanted to find something that the key could be opened in Chen Anbang's mansion, and at the same time he had to find the martial arts that Chen Anbang used.

When Zhao Wujiang copied and fought back, he truly felt the power of that martial arts move. In his conjecture, that move was definitely not something that ordinary martial arts could possess.

As the Minister of War for many years, Chen Anbang should have collected a top martial arts book.

Now the second step of the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art has been completely practiced, and the third step is to simplify the great way and use the martial arts body.

The practitioners are required to practice more powerful martial arts, master extraordinary martial arts, nourish them in their bodies, and finally simplify them, and eliminate mysterious moves. The powerful martial arts are reproduced when raising hands and feet.

The three souls and seven spirits that were opened at the beginning were preparing for the third step to practice more martial arts.

Zhao Wujiang slowly stood up, finished meditation, exhaled a heavy breath of turbid air, and walked towards the emperor's bedroom with brisk steps.

There was no light at night, and he pushed the door open and entered.

Where is Xuanyuan Jing? Could she go to the imperial study again in the middle of the night? Zhao Wujiang was confused. He planned to discuss with the empress about raiding Chen Anbang's mansion, but he did not see the empress in the room.

Is it in the inner room? Zhao Wujiang strode hard and pushed open the door of the inner room, only to see the beauty in the room taking a bath.

It was also a familiar big wooden barrel, a familiar peerless face and turbulent waves. This familiar scene made him slightly stunned. Because he could see clearly because he could see things at night.

"Zhao Wujiang!" The empress roared in shame and anger. She saw that the person she came was Zhao Wujiang, and she was in shame and angry, and she lowered her body to cover up two major principles.

"There is no light at all. What are you doing? You won't be bathing again, right?" Zhao Wujiang's eyes rolled and he wiped his nose bleeding.

"Hu..." The empress breathed a long sigh, but fortunately there was no light in the room, so Zhao Wujiang did not see it.

She had a straight face:
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