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Night cold.

Xuanyuan Jing hugged Zhao Wujiang's hands, and the hugged them tighter and tighter.

Just like under the snow, she was holding a small stove, and the warmth of the stove made her unable to help but get close to her.

Until dawn.

Their postures changed. At some point, she had already curled up in Zhao Wujiang's arms and was gently hugged by Zhao Wujiang.

It was bright outside the house. If it were the past, the two of them had already woken up and did their own things, such as reviewing memorials in the imperial study, or inspecting palace servants in the harem.

The empress slowly opened her eyes. She slept in a different way this night.

Feeling the warm and familiar atmosphere, she was shocked and about to struggle, but she suddenly realized that Zhao Wujiang seemed to have no movement.

Forget it, I guess he went to Wangzhou and was too tired to run around. It is normal to sleep soundly now, so let him sleep... The empress felt soft in her heart, and slowly closed her eyes, without making any noise.

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Zhao Wujiang smiled with his eyes and hugged the person in his arms tightly.

Not waking up yet, it’s okay that she turns into a stressful girl all day long, and she will take all the pressure on her shoulders. It’s rare to sleep deeply until now, so let her take a rest.

The two of them had their own tenderness until the sun was noon, and they did not wake up slowly.

The empress has restored her majesty, Zhao Wujiang smiled gently as usual, and the two of them are in the new agenda.

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The sound of water is rustling.

At the entrance of the canyon, the water and grass are lush.

The path in the valley winds, and the flower paths are directly connected to the depths.

Someone transports wood into and out of the valley.

At first, slow down, then hurry up, and tired.

Weary and weak, with a clang, the wood fell to the ground, and someone exclaimed.

Wuya Pavilion, flowers are like jade houses.

Hua Ruyu hurriedly picked up something that accidentally slipped to the ground. This thing was given to Zhao Wujiang. It was said that it was a common object used by palace maids in the palace, made of wooden and called a donkey.

Her face turned red and she put away the scroll hanging from the bed curtain. The man was handsome and had a hidden smile.

"Hey." She sighed, put down the hem of the skirts stacked around her waist, and tidied up her somewhat wet and messy hair. After confirming that there was no trouble, she began to wipe the wet wood and repack it into the box.

Originally, she didn't need to rush and had fun, but someone just informed me that the Pavilion Master had arrived and was discussing matters with the three elders in the study of the front hall.

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Wuya Pavilion, study room.

Zhao Wujiang and Su Liangjiu and Su Shanchang continued to discuss matters related to the construction of Wuya Pavilion. Gu Nanyuan listened quietly, his face a little pale.

"Two elders, let's prepare as we have discussed just now." Zhao Wujiang was as careful as he was, and naturally noticed Gu Nanyuan's condition.

"Yes, the Lord of the Pavilion." The two brothers surnamed Su spoke respectfully. Since they learned that there were several powerful masters around the Lord of the Pavilion, they have become more and more respectful:

"The Lord of the Pavilion, there is another thing. Tomorrow, the Kyoto Gang Conference, Wuya Pavilion also received an invitation. I wonder if... go or not?"

"go."

Zhao Wujiang said in a deep voice that the gang conference aims to exchange and set rules and regulations to facilitate the harmonious development of underground gangs in Kyoto. Now that Wuya Pavilion is first established, it is in need of showing its reputation.

At the same time, he also hopes to unite the major gangs in Kyoto and turn them into their own help to fight future unexpected events.

The elder retreated.

Zhao Wujiang then took Gu Nanyuan's jade hand and it was cold to get started.

"Let's go to your room." He frowned and pulled Gu Nanyuan.

...

Gu Nanyuan's wing room.

Zhao Wujiang took Gu Nanyuan's pulse and felt the disorder of his pulse. His brows became deeper and deeper.

"It's not a big deal, it's just Kui Shui." Gu Nanyuan felt the worry of the man in front of her, and her eyes were full of softness.

Zhao Wujiang said in a deep voice:

"A woman's sunflower has a difficult menstrual pain. You should tell me earlier that I can prescribe medicine for you to relieve pain."

"Yes." Gu Nanyuan Taohua's eyes trembled, and she nodded obediently, lay in Zhao Wujiang's arms, muttering shyly:

"Zhao...lang..."

Hum? Zhao Wujiang was slightly stunned. Gu Nanyuan called him Zhao Lang directly, making him unable to react for the moment.

"You want me." Gu Nanyuan pursed her red lips tightly, raised her eyes to Zhao Wujiang, with Chunrou and Chuqing lust in her eyes.

During the period of Kui Water, he fought bloody battles, and he dared not to dare... Zhao Wujiang did not let go of Gu Nanyuan's white wrist in his hand, and he still felt his pulse, and his sword eyebrows gradually stood up.

He felt a ball of fire in Gu Nanyuan's body, and the fire was filled with sharp sword energy, and the yang of the sword energy conflicted with the yin of Kui Shui.

Gu Nanyuan's face became paler and his condition became weaker.

He flipped his left hand and the silver needle appeared.

Amid Gu Nanyuan's shy scream, he lifted up Gu Nanyuan's skirt and inserted the silver needle into Gu Nanyuan's lower abdomen through his underwear.
Chapter completed!