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"Went to the Fujia Pavilion of the Kyoto Chamber of Commerce." Zhao Wujiang said lightly, and the medicine jar on the small stove began to bubble dark brown.

The empress felt that her cheeks were burning hot and her head was as heavy as a heavy log. Her brain began to spin slowly, and she could not control her emotions. Her tone was slightly sour:

"Who haven't you seen?"

"That's a lot." Zhao Wujiang opened the lid of the medicine jar, and the hot fragrance rose. He took a slight sniff and nodded with satisfaction:

"First I went to see Hua Ruyu. She was just like her name, she was like a delicate flower, her skin was like gelatin, and her body was like warm jade.

Then I went to see Feng Xueer, the daughter of the president of the Chamber of Commerce. She was dressed in white and stood tall and graceful.

Then I met Jiang Mengli from the Jiang family in Jianghu. She had a delicate and heroic face.

Then I also met a female elder from the Dijiao Gang. Although I couldn’t see her face and figure clearly, her faint temperament made me feel that she was a beauty."

The empress' face became colder and colder, she frowned and said dissatisfiedly:

"They are all women!"

"But none of them seem to be as good as the woman I saw last time." Zhao Wujiang looked at the empress gently.

Alcohol is a depressant. When a person is drunk, he or she will suppress all kinds of restraints in his or her mind. In other words, the prisons of thoughts will loosen, making it easier for people to speak the truth or do things that they would not normally dare to do.

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Now the empress is infected with cold, dizzy and swollen, like a drunken beauty.

Her mind was thinking slowly, and the cold wind made her look a little fragile. After hearing Zhao Wujiang's words, she became curious and sour about the last woman, and asked:

"who?"

"Xuanyuan Jing." Zhao Wujiang smiled gently and stared at the empress.

The empress's eyes trembled. She felt like something was rising in her heart, and she was suddenly at a loss. She did not dare to look directly into Zhao Wujiang's eyes, and her eyes dodged:

"Is the medicine ready?"

"Okay." Zhao Wujiang grabbed the handle of the medicine jar and began to pour the dark brown medicine soup into the bowl.

A bowl full, steaming hot.

He gently blew the medicinal soup to make it cool faster.

The empress glanced at the serious Zhao Wujiang from time to time, feeling a different kind of peace of mind that she had never felt before in her heart, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth involuntarily.

After half a cup of tea, the medicinal soup was no longer boiling hot. Zhao Wujiang handed the medicinal bowl to the empress and said softly:

"Drink it, take a good rest in the afternoon and cover your sweat."

The empress took the medicine bowl and touched the edge of the bowl lightly with her lips. The strong smell of the medicine soup instantly filled her mouth, and the bitterness rubbed between her lips and teeth. She frowned and swallowed quickly.

"Hmm." The bitterness of the medicinal soup tortured her taste buds, and she couldn't help but shake her head, a look of naivety appeared on her originally majestic brows.

"Today, a minister wrote a memorial to suggest that King Xiaoyao be summoned to the capital to return to the court and assist in political affairs." The empress took the decoction into her belly, and the warm current swept through her limbs and bones. She regained some strength and spirit, and then she put away the worries and pain in her heart.

Out:

"There are many people in the court who are leaning towards King Xiaoyao. This is the source of disaster. How can I and them work together as kings and ministers to build Daxia?"

Now that the court officials dare to publicly mention this matter in a letter, it seems that the undercurrent is getting stronger and stronger. I just don't know when the dam of the Great Xia court will burst, and what will happen then... Zhao Wujiang's heart

Sighing, he did not express his thoughts in order to prevent the empress from becoming more worried:

"I want more recruitment rights for Long Yinwei!

I went to the Kyoto Chamber of Commerce today to discuss forming my own force.

I am going to clean up some of the dark nets under Kyoto and sweep away all the places that will be unfavorable to us in the future."

It turns out that he was doing it for us, for me, not to talk and laugh with that beautiful woman... The empress' mind was confused, and she shook her head again. She felt that she felt much better after taking the decoction, but her mind

It also became heavier and heavier, and she felt tired.

"I will inform Long Yinwei, and you can recruit them at will in the future." She said seriously, blinking her eyes to relieve her sleepiness.

Zhao Wujiang felt the empress' sleepiness. He smiled warmly, walked closer, and amidst the empress's exclamations, he climbed over the empress's back and legs, and picked her up.

The empress was ashamed and wanted to struggle, but she was powerless:

"Zhao Wujiang, put me down!"

She was a little scared, afraid that Zhao Wujiang would take advantage of others' danger to do anything to her.

Zhao Wujiang smiled lightly, and carried the Empress to the bed in a hurry. He felt that the Empress' whole body was tense and nervous.

He gently placed the empress on the bed. The empress' pretty face turned red and she quickly covered her chest:

"If you dare to mess around, I will call the Long Yin Guards to kill you!"

Zhao Wujiang rolled his eyes at her, slowly pulled down the curtains on the bed, and said:

"Take the quilt, take a good rest, and cover your sweat."

After that, he turned around and left.

"Hey, Zhao Wujiang..." The empress was slightly stunned. She stared at Zhao Wujiang through the gap in the curtain, but hesitated to speak.

"What? You want me to mess around?" Zhao Wujiang turned around and said with a smile:

"Or do you want me to stay with you?"

"No, no, no..." The empress was filled with shame, her red lips parted slightly, and the soft water in her eyes swayed:

"Zhao Wujiang, thank you..."

She was grateful to Yu Zhao Wujiang for taking care of him, for his help in the court and the harem, and even more grateful for meeting Zhao Wujiang...

"The horse is running and wants to eat grass." Zhao Wujiang waved his hand casually:
Chapter completed!