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night.

Crossing the road is far away, and the journey has not stopped.

Zhao Wujiang and the other two finally returned to Kyoto at the right time of Xu.

On the palace road where the night is getting deeper, you can only occasionally see the shadow of the imperial guards patrolling.

Zhao Wujiang rolled his sleeves with both hands and walked towards the Palace of Heartwarming step by step.

He rode his horse all the way, and after calming down, he probably realized what the host of Lan Ruo Temple wanted to warn him.

Everything follows your original intention, move forward without wavering, and break through the illusion!

There was a little eunuch watching at the door of Yangxin Hall, holding a lamp, motionless, as if he was dozing off, and the lights were dim.

As soon as he saw Zhao Wujiang, the little eunuch immediately shuddered and saluted respectfully.

Zhao Wujiang waved his hand and walked straight into the bedroom.

The door of the bedroom was closed, and there was a hazy light inside. He pushed the door open, his expression slightly stunned.

On the table, there was a food box, and the aroma of the meal quietly emerged.

Xuanyuan Jing sat at the table, studying ancient books with his bare hands, calm and peaceful. When he saw him pushing the door open, he raised his eyes and smiled:

"Are you back?"

Zhao Wujiang couldn't help but sigh and smiled, his tense mind relaxed completely. He sat next to Xuanyuan Jing and said with a smile:

"Are you waiting for me?"

"It just happened to be late for dinner today, so I'll wait for you together." Xuanyuan Jing put down the ancient books, and did not look at Zhao Wujiang's burning eyes, but opened the food box on his own, took out the food and placed it on the table.

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Zhao Wujiang was eating the food, and the warmth flowed in his heart.

He knew in his heart that he had feelings for Xuanyuan Jing, and why didn’t Xuanyuan Jing have feelings for him?

They were together under the same roof, and they lived day and night, from the initial suspicion of the king and ministers to the tacit understanding behind them, the weight of the two in each other's hearts gradually increased until they became heavier.

But both of them knew very well that Xuanyuan Jing would not be confined to the love between the Daxia country with a woman.

Although Zhao Wujiang values ​​affection, he will not act alone. He can't do anything like Xuanyuan Jing giving up the Great Xia Dynasty for his own selfishness.

The two are like two roughly parallel lines, accompanying each other and unable to intersect.

Zhao Wujiang was a little tasteless, his eyes were deep and he gradually became firm.

Maybe! No, it must be! His eyebrows trembled slightly, and he understood that as long as he was strong enough to suppress all doubts and all ill-minded little ones, he could do whatever he wanted.

"Look at it." Xuanyuan Jing put a memorial on the table and pushed it towards Zhao Wujiang in a gentle tone:

"Before you go to Lanzhou, the list of Imperial Hospitals to start free medical treatment.

These markers were all planted with Loulan Gu.

I have discussed it with Liu Zhe and others and have their own opinions. Now that you are back, you can just listen to your suggestions.

Is it killing, slowing down, or is it to remove the insect and stay waiting to be activated again?"

Zhao Wujiang opened the memorial and looked at the names that were circled by red pens. He did not think too much, but said in a deep voice:

"Kill!

Use strong medicine to remove the disease, and treat the chaos with heavy rules!"

"Your thoughts coincide with me." Xuanyuan Jing nodded. Compared to the previous few days, her tone was much gentler and her speech seemed to be gentle, as if she had restrained the majesty of the emperor.

She covered her mouth and coughed gently. Although her tone was slow, she had a murderous intent:

"Then tomorrow, I will issue an order to let them die in their hometown."

Zhao Wujiang nodded, ate warm food in a big mouthful, and suddenly frowned:

"You speak..."

He grabbed Xuanyuan Jing's wrist and felt it as Xuanyuan Jing panic sounded, and his sword eyebrows became deeper and deeper: "Wind and cold invaded your body?"

"I'm already well..." Xuanyuan Jing coughed gently, trying to pull his wrist back, but she was tightly wrapped around Zhao Wujiang. She was not annoyed, but her eyes dodged slightly.

"Wait." Zhao Wujiang sighed, quickly digged two bites of food, stood up and said seriously:

"I'll go and boil the medicine."

"I said, I have already..." Xuanyuan Jing seemed angry, but as soon as her eyes touched Zhao Wujiang's serious cheek, she trembled slightly, her tone softened, and she nodded gently:

"good..."
Chapter completed!