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Chapter 545(1/2)

"It's raining."

Ji Xixi in the sedan finally came to her senses and murmured something.

Her face was extremely pale, and her eyes were full of fear.

But she still reached out and opened the sedan curtain.

"Eun-xiang, it's raining...are you...going to take shelter?"

Jia Sidao turned around.

He had a sedan chair and parked it aside. At this time, he just got off the sedan chair and stood outside the palace, waiting for the official's summons.

The thunderstorm at the end of July had just started to rain, and the raindrops were very heavy, hitting Jia Sidao's official hat. He didn't take it seriously. He just squinted his eyes and looked Ji Xixi up and down.

Ji Xixi is really beautiful, like a beauty carved from jade, and every part of her face is exquisite.

Jia Sidao lowered his eyes, wondering if her body was equally perfect.

Ji Xixi slightly turned her waist, assuming a pity-like posture, and looked at Jia Sidao with her seductive eyes, as if she really admired him...

She was too scared.

She will die if she sees the official family.

She could only survive if Jia Sidao showed his respect. She knew that Jia Sidao was lustful, so she used her skills to seduce people.

"Enxiang..."

Jia Sidao's eyes had regained clarity. He turned around, turned his back to Ji Xixi, and said, "I told you, you won't die."

"The appearance of the remnant willows of the slave family is like a dead willow. I don't regret dying, and I don't blame my benefactor. I heard that my benefactor retreated the enemy in the first battle at Ezhou..."

"If the official asks, just tell him honestly. I don't need you to add any fuel to the fire."

"But the slave family committed a crime of deceiving the emperor..."

"How stupid."

Ji Xixi was stunned.

Jia Sidao raised his finger and pointed at a group of officials running past in the distance, and sneered: "The scholar-bureaucrats in the entire dynasty are all hopeless idiots. They only regard Ding Qingpi as a political enemy, and they only know how to impeach and fight for power.

It’s just about gaining momentum.”

"The kindness and kindness you have said, but I am too stupid to understand." Ji Xixi said softly, expressing curiosity and admiration.

"Isn't it ridiculous to be obsessed with striving for power but not knowing what authority is?" Jia Sidao's conversational nature increased because of this, and he said: "Where does power come from? The Sacred Heart."

"Sacred Heart?"

"Does Ding Daquan's power really lie in his position as left prime minister? Does it really lie in his group of party members who have nothing to do with their bodies? It's ridiculous that the whole court is covered in bruises, and no one can see the root cause. It's worse than a swarm of worms."

Jia Sidao was even more sarcastic and raised his arms in the rain.

"Quack doctors only know how to treat symptoms. I, Jia Shixian, disdain to do that. I only treat the root cause."

He then turned around, looked at Ji Xixi, and said: "I'm not like those idiots like crickets who can only bite Ding Qingpi and bite his flesh. I have never put Ding Qingpi in my eyes. The sacred heart moved

, he is just a bug under my feet..."

Even though Ji Xixi didn't understand the party struggle, she still understood it.

She knew who Jia Sidao was going to deal with...

~~

Yan Rong woke up, stretched out, and felt very comfortable.

"Meow."

A lion cat jumped over gently and skillfully and meowed at Yan Rong.

This lion cat has long, snow-white fur, some pink in its ears, blue eyes, and a hint of dissatisfaction in its voice.

"You little thing, what's wrong with me sleeping?"

"Meow."

"You're finally awake, come and accompany me to Shuanglu." Zhao Jin had already run over chasing the lion cat and shouted to Yan Rong, in the same tone as her cat.

Yan Rong was too lazy to pay attention to them, so she turned over again, lifted up the thin blanket, stretched her proud legs, and invited the palace maid to massage them.

"Isn't it enough for so many people to serve you?"

"They are so stupid. It's so boring to go to Shuanglu with them." Zhao Jin picked up the lion cat and asked: "Zu Tu, you also hate the rain, right?"

"You should say hello to the Queen later. Come back and play again."

"It's your turn to go, but I won't go." Zhao Jin didn't like Xie Daoqing and snorted softly.

Yan Rong said leisurely: "It's raining really hard, so I won't go either."

Zhao Jin then waved.

"Quickly, put the Shuanglu..."

"Official family."

"Official family."

"Meow." The lion cat quickly turned around and seemed to feel Zhao Yun's terrible anger, and suddenly ran away...

"Dad, who provoked you again..."

"Your uncle is in Lingxu Pavilion. You go and play with him playing crickets."

"Really?" Zhao Jin was overjoyed, took off his shoes and ran away.

A group of palace people quickly saluted and followed quickly.



Yan Rong was still arrogant at first, leaning there carelessly.

"Whoever is blind will offend the officials again..."

Gradually, she felt that Zhao Yun's anger was unusual.

The coquettish posture finally stopped, she stood up and looked at Zhao Yun blankly.

"You collude with internal and external ministers, seek power and take bribes; you exclude dissidents, and frame loyal kings and queens. I can tolerate all of these. Others think that I am fatuous, and that I really don't understand. Who knows that I know it well, but I only

Because I believe you are the most loyal to me."

Yan Rong was horrified and quickly knelt down.

"Even if you are jealous of Ji Xixi and drive her away, I can still tolerate you..."

"Your Majesty, I am my concubine..."

"Shut up." Zhao Yun's voice was low and cold, "I haven't finished speaking yet."

Yan Rong became more and more frightened, and his body could not help but tremble.

She was unscrupulous and could trample the entire Lin'an and even the Song Dynasty under her feet when she was so arrogant.

But all the power comes from the emperor in front of her. Once the emperor changes his mind, she is just a woman with nothing.

"But how dare you calculate me? You think I want a son, and you play tricks on me again and again..."

"I don't have it... I don't have it. Someone is slandering me... I would never dare to..."

Zhao Yun grabbed Yan Rong's hair and lifted her head up.

His eyes were already bloodshot and he stared at Yan Rong.

"You still want to lie to me! How dare you lie to me!"

Yan Rong cried loudly in pain, but did not dare to struggle. He could only cry: "I really don't have..."

"No?"

Zhao Yun laughed.

"You didn't, you didn't..."

He shook his head, extremely disappointed with Yan Rong, let go of his hand, and walked out.

Yan Rong knelt and rushed forward, hugging Zhao Yun's legs.

"Your Majesty, I am wrong... I did it... I wanted the imperial doctor to deceive Your Majesty that Ji Xixi is pregnant... I firmly believe that Your Majesty will have a biological son sooner or later... But... But too many people advise you

Your Majesty has appointed Prince Zhong as the crown prince. I am so panicked. I am really so panicked... I am afraid that Your Majesty will be shaken, so... I made this decision..."

"Now, you still want to hide it from me?"

"Everything I say is true, Your Majesty! Your Majesty, just wait... there will be a son, there will be... I just want to delay it for a while longer..."

Zhao Yun kicked Yan Rong away and shouted angrily: "You are still hiding it from me! You are still hiding it!"

"No no!"

"I am fifty and five years old, and my three sons... King Yong died at the age of two, King Zhao was half a year old, and King Qi was only two months old... The blessings God bestowed on me have been exhausted, exhausted... all of you
To be continued...
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