Xia Mansion, which used to be like a market place, is now deserted and a little cold, with only two guards standing at the door.

The old man Kuye leaned on the carriage and said softly: "Your Majesty, we have arrived, and the Qingtian Guards have come to report that Zheng He from the Bow and Arrow Battalion came an hour ago and has left."

Zhou Jian lifted the bead curtain and walked out with a smile on his lips: "Okay, everything is according to plan. Go and knock on the door. I want to visit this good minister who is seriously ill and still worries about the Ministry of War!"

"He bit hard.

Everyone else shuddered.

"Yes!" Old Man Kuye replied.

Soon, dense footsteps could be heard in Xia Mansion. After hearing the news, Xia Yan was frightened and broke out in cold sweat. She had just met Zheng He.

He was very uneasy, why did Zhou Jian come at this time?

But he didn't have time to think, so he quickly came to the door, pretending to be extremely weak, and coughed repeatedly: "Ahem, cough, cough, Your Majesty, I deserve to die. I'm late to greet you. Please forgive me for being late."

He led a large group of people on their knees.

Zhou Jian stepped forward and glanced at him. His expression was far from sick. The sick look was probably staged, but the panic was real.

He helped him up with his own hands and said with a kind smile: "Xia Aiqing, I'm serious. Two generations of loyal ministers from your family have broken their hearts for the imperial court. Now you are sick again. How can I blame you?"

"Come, come, come into the house and tell me, I'm here specifically to see you today."

Suddenly, Cheyenne's face turned pale, her whole body felt bad, and she didn't feel friendly at all.

I yelled in my heart, Fake! Fake! How can the emperor be so kind-hearted? What does he mean, is he trying to paralyze me?

Ten thousand thoughts flashed through his mind, and he was covered in cold sweat, as if he had lost his soul.

Arriving at the main hall, the servants of the Xia Mansion served hot tea cautiously. The Qingtian Guards were controlling the outside, and the old man Kuye stood behind Zhou Jian like a wooden man.

Zhou Jian looked around and suddenly said: "Xia Aiqing, your place is quite good. These calligraphy and paintings are not cheap, right? Could it be that the black market also has your share of the pie?"

Cheyenne's heart skipped a beat and she smiled and said, "Your Majesty, how could this happen?"

"If I had participated in the black market, I'm afraid my head would have fallen to the ground early, right?"

Zhou Jian smiled and said nothing, and gently touched the tea cup with his fingers, white air rising: "Don't be nervous, I'm just asking casually."

The more he said this, the more vigilant Xiayan became. They were already at odds with each other, but at this juncture, Zhou Jian was so friendly. This is not a smile hiding a knife, what is this?!

"By the way, Xia Aiqing, how is your injury?" Zhou Jian changed the subject again.

"Cough cough cough!" Xia Yan immediately coughed violently several more times. Her acting skills were top-notch, as if she was about to lose her hair. She pushed away the servant who came to serve her and weakly said: "Your Majesty, it's okay."

"Weichen is just too tired, cough cough... plus some wind and cold, he will be fine in a few days."

Zhou Jian and Ku Lao looked at each other, as if they could see that the old man was acting, trying to pretend to be seriously ill to reduce his threat.

But it's different now. Zhou Jian has become the active party, and Xiayan can't hold it back any longer!

"Sigh." Zhou Jian also acted with him, sighed, and blamed himself: "Xia Aiqing, I used to be too impulsive in doing things, and I was in a bad mood, so I was biased towards you. I deeply feel guilty about it.

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Hearing this, a trace of gloom and suspicion flashed in Xia Yan's eyes, and the frightened bird's heart was once again cast into a shadow. What on earth did Zhou Jian want to do? There must be something wrong!

He immediately said in fear: "Your Majesty, I don't dare. I feel that I have done too many unreasonable things these days."

On the side, the servants of the Xia Mansion were shocked as they listened to the conversation of "The king is kind and the minister is good". When did the master and your majesty become so harmonious?
Chapter completed!