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"What is the Emperor planning to do?" He had finally returned to the main topic at hand. When he looked at her again, there was no emotion in his eyes. "You came to this desolate land and want to fly yourself away?"

Zhao Jing narrowed his eyes in silence.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say anything. The emperor will just follow this humble subject here!" After saying that, Dongfang Wenming stood up.

"It's my turn to ask you this. What exactly does Father Zhong want to do?" Zhao Jing stared at his extremely handsome profile. "What are you planning to do by bringing me to this desolate land from so far away?"

Dongfang Wenming spoke coldly, "Let the Emperor experience the suffering of the people. Wouldn't it be great if he could be more worried for the people when he took up his position in the pavilion later on? Even the Emperor is willing to part with his waist and crown. It can be seen that he has a deep understanding of the suffering of the people, and is unwilling to bear it! "

Zhao Jing straightened his body. This fellow had really been following him the entire time!

From the looks of it, he already knew about the matter regarding the temple!

Eastward scoundrel! Sly old fox!

After tightly wrapping himself in the blanket, Zhao Jing took a deep breath. "Who wants to have an official's conversation with you?" If Father Zhong did not make things clear today, I would never let this matter rest! "If you can save your face and not find me trouble, I will treat it as having no legs. Father Zhong, please do your best to carry me back to the capital!"

She looked at him with a fake smile, "Presumably, the people of the capital and the civil and military officials would be very much looking forward to this scene! At the same time, after the meal and tea break, you can also teach your teacher at the foot of the bridge to come up with such a beautiful story about missing your sleeves! "

Dongfang Wenming slowly sat down on the edge of the bed. His pair of deep eyes stared straight at her.

Zhao Jing subconsciously shrunk his body. "Why are you looking at me like that?" The choice and decision are yours, not mine! "Now, I am the rope at your waist, a grasshopper jumping onto your back. Wherever you go, I will follow you. What can I do?"

"Your Majesty said … "Broken sleeve?" Dongfang Wenming frowned with a hint of helplessness. "Then does the emperor know what is called a broken sleeve?"

"Long Yangjun in the past and Dong Xianjun in the future. When you go with the blade and cut off the sleeve, you often accompany the Han Dynasty's Emperor Mourning. " Zhao Jing looked at him.

Dongfang Wenming nodded. "Your majesty has read quite a few books!"

"Of course!" Zhao Jing looked away and humphed in a low voice.

Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her lower jaw. However, he gripped it tightly, forcing her to meet his slightly cold eyes. A few cracks had actually appeared in his eyes, and the light of a candle flame seemed to have popped out from them. It was a bright jump that made people feel weak, and they didn't dare to look straight at it!

"Your Majesty's words are wrong. Since we're talking about Broken Sleeve, it's only natural that we have to have the real strength of the Broken Sleeve to tolerate the name of Broken Sleeve." If you have no reputation, I'm afraid you have to first ask this humble subject about the sword! " He smiled faintly, but his eyes were extremely cold.

Zhao Jing glared at him, only to feel that his hand … Something was not right! His palm seemed to be a little hot. It was different from its usual temperature; it should be a little higher.

After letting go of his hands, Dongfang Wenming gave a low cough before standing up and leaving.

"Are you not feeling well?" Zhao Jing asked.

He paused at the door. "The Emperor can take care of himself. Don't worry about others."

With that, he strode out of the room.

Outside the door, the moonlight was mesmerizing, and the night was dark.

Zhao Jing pursed his lips. He had slept too much in the day, so he was now very clear-headed and was no longer able to sleep. After running for such a long time, he never would have thought that he would still be in the palm of Dongfang Wenming's hand. What a shameless old pervert!

Zhou Zhiqian entered the room carrying the medicine. "Your majesty!"

"What is it?" Zhao Jing stared at the bowl of medicine.

What she hated the most in her life was probably taking medicine!

She had been eating non-stop ever since the appearance of the East. These things changed her body little by little, slowly eroding her life. Now, even the ancestor master was powerless. Her life had long since been lost when she was ten years old, when she first met someone from the East that was not yet clear!

"Father is sick?" Zhao Jing picked up the medicine and drank it all without a second thought.

Zhou Zhizhi smiled, "Your Majesty does not need to worry. Yesterday, my body was wet, so I caught a bit of cold. Fortunately, your body is strong and healthy, so you don't have to worry about it! "

"Wet?" Zhao Jing frowned. I don't need to get wet to get her out of the water! What was this Dongfang that he didn't know about?

"This lowly official will take his leave!" Zhou Zhizhi bowed and left.

Zhao Jing rubbed the center of his brows. The actions of Dong Fang Ming were truly puzzling. Sometimes he could be indifferent, sometimes he could do childish things like taking off his clothes, but he just had to … She couldn't do anything to him.

Dongfang Wenming was silently standing in the yard, as if he was thinking about something.

Zhou Zhizhi bowed, "Master!"

"You drank it?" Dongfang Wenming frowned. So obedient?

"Yes sir!" Zhou Zhizhi was holding an empty bowl, "Not a single drop left!"

"Alright!" Relieved, Dongfang Wenming took a step forward. When he arrived, he turned his head to look at Zhou Zhiqian under the extremely beautiful moonlight. He asked in a lukewarm tone, "Master, are you very old?"

Zhou Zhiqian was startled. He never expected his master to ask such a question and waited for him to come back to his senses before he smiled and said, "I'm only in my early twenties, not even in my thirties. Moreover, I haven't even married and you're already so handsome.

Dongfang Wenming nodded with a cold face and then slowly left.

"What happened to grandpa?" Zhou Zhizhi looked at the empty bowl in his hand.

He had followed Dongfang Wenming for so many years, but now that he thought about it, Master had never asked such a strange question before!

Dongfang Wenming also didn't know what was going on with him. It was all just some baffling question. Fortunately, he was used to doing martial arts. Even if he had something in his heart, he wouldn't easily show it on his face!

In the simple courtyard, the moonlight was alluring.

Zhao Jing gathered up his clothes and sat on the front steps, his gaze sluggish as he looked forward. She did not know what she was thinking, but she was particularly engrossed in her thoughts, to the point that even when he was standing behind her, he was unable to detect it!

"What are you thinking about?" he asked.

Zhao Jing's eyelids jumped, but she didn't show any surprise on her face. She was already used to his elusive appearances. "I'm naturally thinking about how I can run away again!"

"You want to run away?" Dongfang's expression did not change.

Zhao Jing stood up, but when she arrived in front of him, she felt that no matter what he said, she would always lower her head. After some thought, she stood on the stairs and gestured for him to go down!

Dongfang Wenming stood there like a wooden stake, not moving at all.

"You go down the stairs, or don't talk to me!" Her face was cold.

She was a monarch, and he was a vassal. Naturally, he had to obey the monarch's commands!

However, in the next moment, Dongfang Wenming's forehead slowly wrinkled. This little girl …

Zhao Jing stood on the steps, while Dongfang Wenming stood at the foot. Even so, the two of them were on the same level. She was just a weak woman. Even if she wore a dragon robe, she would still be frail!

He unconsciously frowned. She was too thin …

Zhao Jing smiled evilly. "Do you know why I want to run?"

Dongfang did not say anything.

"Although Father Zhong was born into the military and has always been a person of little importance, he should have heard that there are differences between men and women. After the new year, I will be thirteen years old. According to the laws of Da Xia, when I am thirteen years old, I should be referring to him! " Zhao Jing deliberately bent his waist, bringing his upper body close to his body. "Did Father Zhong think he looked good last night?"

Dongfang Wenming still acted like he didn't want to get in. He didn't show any emotion on his face.

Zhao Jing straightened his body. "If a normal man or woman feels this way, they'll definitely devote their lives to you!" She paused for a moment and looked meaningfully towards the east. "My father and I are called father and son, but in reality, we aren't even related in the slightest. So Father Zhong wouldn't think that he can let this matter go just because he gave up on his own once, right?"

"Then what do you want?" Dongfang Wenming frowned.

"What does Father think?" Zhao Jing stood with his hands behind his back.

"Does the emperor want this humble subject to marry you?" "Outsiders only regard the Emperor as a man. If you want your own daughter to be known to the world, this humble subject will not stop you!"

Zhao Jing snorted. "Men are truly the most ruthless thing in this world. When you lift up your pants, you don't recognize them!"

"You!" Dongfang Wenming opened his mouth. "This humble subject didn't touch the emperor's body, so there's no need for the emperor to do this!"

"Dip in?" Zhao Jing smiled coldly. "Father Zhong, how do you feel about this?"

Dongfang Wenming narrowed his eyes.

"If he didn't, why did he fall into the water? And now, you even suffered from a cold? " Zhao Jing was overbearing.

Dongfang Wenming's throat rolled. "This humble subject does not know the meaning of Your Majesty's words?"

"I didn't know that Father Zhong's endurance was so good. Even a naked girl could keep her head down! Is it because I am not enchanting enough, or is there something that Father Zhong is unable to put into words? " Zhao Jing asked in a neither hurried nor slow manner as he gently placed his fingertips on Chen Changsheng's chest.

"The emperor has grown up …" Dongfang Wenming took a deep breath.

Zhao Jing smiled. "I've grown up, and my body has also grown up!"

Dongfang Wenming was shocked. "As the emperor, you should be more respectful!"

"Self-respect? "Don't you know how important I am? Don't you think it's better that your father hugged you more than once?" Her fingertips brushed his Adam's apple and settled on his cheek.

"Your majesty, it's best if you remember your identity. If this humble subject can make you go up, I can also make you fall into the abyss. Whether you want to take this life or not is all up to this humble subject! "

With that, he shook off her hand and left without looking back, "Stop playing tricks. I'll bring you back to the capital after we find out about the matters regarding the government food!"

Zhao Jing stood there leisurely, watching the direction in which Dongfang Wenming had left. There was only a hint of cold moonlight in his eyes. The East is not clear, but you have a time where you can lose control of your emotions?!

Excellent!

Zhou Zhiji walked up to him at the entrance of the courtyard, "Master, I've received news and found the location!"

Dongfang Wenming's face darkened. "Why aren't you leaving?"

"Yes sir!" Zhou Zhizhi was slightly disheartened, while his master's complexion did not look too good? He looked at the tightly shut gate behind him. Had he lost to the emperor while playing chess? He still remembered his son's ugly expression when he lost the first game of chess to the emperor. Several more times after that, he still lost and came back with a dark face!

He did not dare to think too much, as he hurriedly followed behind Dongfang Wenming. There were people gathered outside the courtyard. They were all wearing black clothes and riding their horses. When they saw Dongfang Wenming come out, they immediately bowed. "Your Royal Highness!"

"Let's go!" Dongfang Wenming jumped onto his horse, then turned to Zhou Zhizhi, "Have you finished making the arrangements?"

"Yes sir!" Zhou Zhizi nodded, "It has been arranged, young master... "We can't leave!"

The sound of the horses' hooves was exceptionally ear-piercing in this silent night.

Zhao Jing was standing in the courtyard. When he heard the sounds of the horses outside, he thought that Dongfang Wenming had begun to move. However … Was the East not afraid that his actions would disrupt the people of the city? Would he attract the attention of the city guards? Just like that …

Zhao Jing crossed his arms over his chest as his mind raced. He had already sent out the news, so why hadn't anyone come to meet him yet? On Wei Shuge's side, she should have also seen the mark he left on the screen. She should have informed Jiangbei to cooperate with her earlier!

Was there a problem? Zhao Jing frowned. Could it be that he had been discovered by Dongfang Wenming, so he was killed in one fell swoop?

Suddenly, the sky exploded with thunder.

Zhao Jing suddenly raised his head. Sparks were lit up in the pitch-black night sky. When he came back to his senses, he heard the sound of swords clashing outside the courtyard door. It seemed that someone had barged in!

Startled, Zhao Jing looked around, breathing heavily.

What was going on?!