......

"Mmmmm...a little hot..."

“The taste is a bit weird…”

The empress looked embarrassed.

Zhao Wujiang smiled faintly.

"Did you feel it? It is changing, it is yang energy!"

The empress nodded slowly, with a bitter face and frowned.

"Swallow it!" Zhao Wujiang saw that the empress refused to swallow, and said earnestly:

"Swallow it, obedient..."

The empress snorted, feeling the strange smell of the liquid in her mouth, and she felt the feeling of her heart and swallowed.

"Gulu." After swallowing, the empress wrinkled her face and expressed her dissatisfaction with Zhao Wujiang with anger.

Zhao Wujiang shook his head and said with a smile:

"Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, the temperature drops sharply, and it's cold. If you were cold last night, just put on your clothes to keep the cold. Why bother to hold on?

Now, I'm infected with the cold and I'm going to get up early in the morning to boil medicine for you. You're not happy to drink it!"

"Your medicine is very bitter and weird. How can I be happy?" The empress looked stern.

After she reluctantly completed her bet with Zhao Wujiang last night, Zhao Wujiang served her with Concubine Xiao Shu, and the veil on the bed was shaking for more than three hours.

In order to prevent Zhao Wujiang from pouring favor into Xiao Shufei's body, she insisted on watching the battle and supervising the situation. As a result, the cold air entered her body and caused her to get infected with the cold.

"The good medicine is bitter!" Zhao Wujiang smiled faintly:

"You want to quickly remove all the wind and cold. I can only cook special medicines that work quickly for you.

And that's not a weird taste, it's the unique medicinal aroma of every medicinal material!"

The empress wanted to take a sip of tea to dissolve the smell in her mouth, but was stopped by Zhao Wujiang and said that the tea would transform away the medicinal power.

She breathed for a long time and hummed:

"Where does the medicinal aroma come from? The medicinal ingredients taste very strange. You are not allowed to add rock sugar, which is even more bitter and hard to swallow!"

"In this medicine soup, rock sugar and tea will both weaken the medicinal power and are not good for you to cure wind and cold." Zhao Wujiang smiled and said:

"Which one is more strange than the fishy you tasted last night?"

"You!" The empress's eyebrows were raised in an instant, and she felt ashamed and annoyed in her heart. She recalled the various things she had fulfilled her bet last night, and felt that her cheeks were getting hotter and hotter:

"Don't mention it again!"

"If you suffer the most, you will be the best. If you taste the most, you will be the best." Zhao Wujiang shook his head.

The Empress is embarrassed and angry:

"I am the emperor!"

Your focus is a bit strange... Zhao Wujiang coughed dryly and corrected with a smile: "I taste the fishy smell and respect it as the emperor who fulfills my contract!"

"Shut up and you! I won't fight with you!" The empress was so angry that she was itchy.

Zhao Wujiang raised his sword eyebrows:

"When will you and I fight each other? It's not your talk..."

"Get out!" The empress was embarrassed and grabbed the ancient books on the table and took pictures:

"Get out and patrol the harem!"

"As for your order!" Zhao Wujiang flashed and avoided the slap of the book and walked out of the house:

"The minister of the skirt surrenders."

"Swish!" The empress's pretty face was blushing and she threw out the book angrily.

Zhao Wujiang strode and turned around and closed the door. With a "bang", the book hit the door, and the Queen's voice was shy and scolding him from inside the room.

He ignored it, put his hands together between his sleeves, walked leisurely towards the harem, and began a day's patrol.

After the inspection, he had to go out of the palace to visit Hua Ruyu.

Now that the Dijiao Gang is dead in name only, most of the people have died after the last strangulation of the Faceless Man and the Qianlong Sect, but a small number of the elder gangs who ran around in the world to investigate information or handle important matters survived.

Zhao Wujiang needs to win over these people through Hua Ruyu. He wants to form his own power and needs manpower.

The idea of ​​forming his own power has been hovering in his heart.

First, to strengthen one's own foundation, in order to ensure that one can settle down in a corner in the chaos in the future.

The second is to resist the harm of other forces or individuals, such as the Qianlong Sect and the Faceless Man, the treacherous and unpredictable Xiaoyao King...
Chapter completed!