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Fortunately, Dongfang Weiming knew his place, so he sat right next to him and did not ask any further. Occasionally, he would glance at Zhao Jing with that chilly gaze, and look as if he was experiencing it for himself, causing Zhao Jing to panic inwardly.

The Eastern Bastard had been sitting close to her the entire time, causing her to feel a chill run down her spine. She faintly felt that her little Jiu Jiu Jiu was about to be seen through by him, wishing that he could immediately escape. The atmosphere in the carriage was extremely awkward, causing Zhao Jing to feel uneasy, yet he remained calm and composed.

A thief would probably feel guilty, especially when facing a skilled hunter.

When the carriage stopped, Lee Yiheng, Wei Shuge and Zhao Yuannan looked at each other, the three of them did not dare to disturb the two. On the other hand, Zhao Jing suddenly regained his senses, pulled at the door of the car, and wanted to get down, but his waist suddenly tensed up, and was immediately carried back like a little chicken.

Zhao Jing slumped into Dongfang Weiming's embrace, her beautiful eyes staring widely at him. She blinked, "Zhong, Uncle, what are you doing? When you get there, you should get off the carriage. If you don't want to follow me, you can just stay in the carriage. I will leave the palace under your watch.

"This humble subject doesn't care if Your Majesty runs or not. After all, this humble subject isn't going to run away from Your Majesty." Someone said in a neutral tone, "What this humble subject is concerned about is that the emperor would not sleep in the middle of the night to visit this young man. Have you ever thought about what kind of trouble this single man and woman would cause? He has always slapped his chest and pointed at this humble official, cursing him for not being close to both men and women. How come when he is on himself, he is not acting? "

Zhao Jing was startled, Bastard was stingy!

"So what if I eat my own food?" Zhao Jing straightened his neck, "Wen Rusheng is our friend, and also our savior. We can go and see him whenever we want, we are happy! Uncle was clear that if he did not do as he was told, no one would believe him. Only Uncle would believe him, who else could he blame? Men and women should not be intimate with each other, that is because Uncle knows our identities, and the others do not. Where did this single man and woman come from? The worst that can happen is that I am such a good man!] "The world belongs to us, we will do whoever we like. Uncle has the ability to act like a man, we can't stop you from doing so!"

Dongfang Weiming let out a long breath, which sprayed all over her face. The little girl's words were too infuriating, every word stabbed deep into his heart, causing him to feel inexplicably anxious, he really wanted to kill her! Good man? He had thought of a good thing, the manliness in his arms right now! However …

"The emperor's wings are too hard, this humble subject can't stop you, right?" Dongfang Weiming's expression did not look too good, but her tone of voice was still calm, and only contained a little bit of unhappiness within her indifferent tone. He had raised a wolf cub and now he had turned into a wild boar and ran to someone else's plot to cook cabbage. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Lost? No, it doesn't matter, she was the emperor after all, so no matter what, she couldn't possibly take it out of her hands. Dongfang Weiming was very clear about how petty a little girl was. However, he didn't earn anything. After all, she was a girl, and she eagerly ran over to her little brother to ask him if he was warm. Being taken advantage of and eaten tofu was inevitable, so it wasn't exactly earning money. If he did not properly teach them a lesson, in the future, he would have to soar into the sky. Raising a house full of pretty boys, he filled his Qianyuan Hall to the brim.

"I don't have wings!" Zhao Jing rolled his eyes, and imitated his actions as he pinched his jaw. Dongfang Weiming's jaw had a few tough stubble, she remembered that he was bright and beautiful everyday, why was it that he did not have the time to clean it up today? Her delicate fingers were pricked until they hurt, but she did not let go. Instead, she advanced by an inch. She stood up from his embrace, and half bowed as she looked into his eyes, "With Uncle, you will have wings! "Don't worry Uncle, I won't be careless. After all, when the time comes, only Uncle will be able to clean up this mess for us!"

With a snort, she turned around and got off the carriage.

Dongfang Weiming rubbed his glabella. The little girl had grown up, did she know how to tease people? He touched his chin and unknowingly chuckled. Then, he got out of the car. Raising his head to look at the Fanghua House inscribed board, Dongfang Weiming followed behind with slight disdain.

"You really dare to follow?" Zhao Jing lowered his voice.

"There's nothing I can do. I'm afraid that the emperor is trying to take advantage of others as well. When the time comes and all the men are sent to the palace, this humble subject is afraid that I won't be easy to deal with. When the time comes, I'll have to shoulder the title of being a good man for the emperor." This humble official has been wronged to the point of panic! " Dongfang Weiming turned and looked at her sinisterly, "Your majesty, your hands are hurting, you need to take care of yourself!"

Zhao Jing's fingertip slightly trembled, as if he could still feel the sensation of the Hu Dian Zi's lower jaw piercing into the skin on his fingertip. What lingered on the tip of his nose was his unique masculinity. It made one's heart skip a beat. If it was an ordinary girl seeing such a handsome man with a manly aura and speaking so softly, she would definitely be extremely moved.

Fortunately, Zhao Jing had gotten used to it in the past two years, and had met Dongfang Weiming before she had even woken up. She had treated his gentleness and gentleness as a scheme from the start, and from the bottom of her heart, she told him not to be moved, and she would not be so foolish as to commit an act without thinking. Therefore, it was a good thing to meet the people of this world too early. The timing was wrong, so everything was wrong!

Now that she had reached Thirteen Nutmeg, it would be hard for her to know what would happen in the future.

Dongfang Weiming looked at her, the luster in his eyes dimming a little. The young girl, Nutmeg, was the most ignorant of those days. She could not afford to speak such sweet words to him, nor could she afford to do the same things to him. So what if she was the one holding the world? In the end, she was still a woman. The court is lonely, as it was in ancient times!

When she saw Zhao Jing, her expression became anxious, and she quickly saluted to Zhao Jing, "Your Majesty, long live the Emperor!"

"I'm here as a friend today, so there's no need to perform such a great courtesy. I'll just assume that I'm still the same Young Master Liu from back then!" Zhao Jing walked forward and asked, "Does Brother Wen feel better today?"

The scenery led the way. "Much better. The medicine that the imperial physician saw was naturally excellent. Young Master has also been eating without a break, which is why he is able to get off the bed and walk after dinner! "

"That's the best!" Zhao Jing laughed, the scenery had already pushed open the door, and led Zhao Jing in.

Wen Rusheng laid on the bed with his eyes closed, his face still pale white. In the candlelight, Wen Rusheng seemed to be unable to sleep soundly, his eyebrows were tightly knitted, and even in his sleep, he looked to be in a gloomy state.

The scenery hurried forward, wanting to wake Wen Rusheng up, but Zhao Jing stopped them.

"Shh!" Zhao Jing indicated for them to go out and sat down by Wen Rusheng's sickbed.

Wei Shuge and Zhao Yuannan were a little worried, but Dongfang Weiming was standing at the door, making everyone who saw him panic in their hearts. If the Emperor accidentally said the wrong words inside, this Regent would probably … It was not that Wei Shuge and the others were worried about nothing, but the scenery around them was something that made them panic. He looked at the old man with a green complexion and a gloomy gaze. It was obvious that he was not in a good mood.

To be able to follow beside the Emperor with such an expression and make Zhao Yuannan and Wei Shuge keep their distance, one could guess his identity even with just his toes. Therefore, they did not dare to make a sound, and could only retreat to the side corners with Wei Shuge and the rest, fearfully staring at Dongfang Weiming who was' standing guard 'at the door.

The room was very quiet. The only sound that could be heard was the crackling of the candles.

Zhao Jing sat on the side of Wen Rusheng's bed, looking at the restless sleeping Wen Rusheng on the bed, his heart felt a little uncomfortable. On Wen Rusheng's body, Zhao Jing could faintly see his own figure. He looked extremely weak, as if he was gravely ill. As for Zhao Jing himself? She wasn't even sure what was inside her, and she knew it was eating away at her health.

She could no longer be as free and carefree as she used to be, trapped in a cage, watched by others as a plaything and a puppet. She hated the feeling, but there was nothing she could do. These two years of medicine had gradually made her dependent on him. Not only from the point of view of her body, but also the point of view of her mind, she was unable to stop herself.

"Your majesty?" Wen Rusheng opened his eyes slightly and called out to her weakly. That voice was very gentle.

"This is my Fanghua House. Once I leave the palace, I won't be the emperor. You should just call me Zijing. At least that way, I'll be more at ease!" Zhao Jing laughed, "Brother Wen shouldn't be that inflexible and inflexible, right?"

Wen Rusheng chuckled, and slowly sat up.

Zhao Jing placed the pillow behind him, allowing him to lean more comfortably, "Does Brother Wen feel better?"

"Why is Zijing still outside the palace at this hour?" Wen Rusheng slightly frowned, "It's not safe outside the palace, wasn't the previous lesson enough? Go back early, don't worry about me, I'm fine! "

"The last time was an accident." Zhao Jing looked at him without changing his expression, "Brother Wen was injured because of me. I was sick in the palace for the past two days, so I did not personally come to take a look. "Firstly, it's because I can't get out, and secondly, it's inconvenient for me. I'm afraid that my arrival will bring you some sort of disaster."

Wen Rusheng nodded his head, "This Fanghua House, is rare, so please do not come back here again!"

Zhao Jing retracted his gaze. From this, it could be seen that the identity of an emperor was also not a good thing. She forced a smile and said, "Then if anything happens in the future, will you still come and look for me?"

"What is Zijing worried about?" Wen Rusheng laughed and asked, "Because of your identity, you don't even have a friend anymore? I, Wen Rusheng, am alone, without any restraints, what do I have to fear about the might of an emperor? "It's just a life, a soldier dying for the one who knows himself will only be worth it!"

Zhao Jing was startled. "I am the emperor, how can I let something happen to my friend! I came here to tell you that this matter will involve Wen Jianxuan, so I'll settle all the new and old debts together. In the future, we will replace Wen Jianxuan with Fanghua House! "

"Zijing, aren't you afraid that others will say that you have ulterior motives?" Wen Rusheng's face darkened slightly, "Wen Yin has been with us for many years, if we suddenly change it, will it..."

"Killing a king is a capital offense!" Zhao Jing looked at him expressionlessly, "I knew they came for you this time, I just didn't expect that I would be with you, but … A mistake was a mistake. Even if there were a thousand reasons, it would not change the nature of the mistake. People have to pay a corresponding price for their greed, and Wen Jianxuan is no different! "

"Is there any evidence?" Wen Rusheng asked.

Zhao Jing got up, and said in a heavy voice, "The evidence is conclusive, but there are a lot of people who died. However, all the changes in this world are unavoidable killings! "

In the candlelight, Wen Rusheng looked at Young Man with her picturesque eyebrows and mature youth. He could not help but raise his lips, and smiled meaningfully at her back.