But Zhao Changhe didn't want to indulge himself.
It's not the right time, the right place, or the right mood... And dual cultivation is really useless, it's not a magical skill.
His rough kiss could be described as a kind of... punishment. He knew she had done nothing wrong, but still wanted to punish her.
Baoqin heard the muffled groan of pain coming from the lady in the room. Even though there was a door between them, she still subconsciously covered her eyes.
In fact, the two people in the room separated breathlessly, and Tang Wanzhuang's lips had been bitten and bleeding.
The two looked at each other with complicated expressions. After a while, Tang Wanzhuang spoke softly in a calm tone: "I thought you would force me."
"That proves that I have given up and just want to have some fun." Zhao Changhe turned his head away from her and said, "Wash yourself and wait. I want to play for many years."
Despite such vulgar words, Tang Wanzhuang remained calm. She looked at the fire with him and whispered, "If there will be that day."
With such a calm tone, no one could tell whether it was an agreement or sarcasm.
Zhao Changhe did not reply, but just watched the fire quietly until it gradually went out.
He stood up, wrapped his hands with innate Qi, and actually grabbed the boiling pottery jar and poured out a bowl of medicinal soup.
Tang Wanzhuang took a breath, not sure if it was because her lips hurt or because she was surprised at Zhao Changhe's current strength.
This is so strong...
It's not that he's not afraid of being burned, but his true energy is like substance, condensed and not dispersed. With this kind of strength, he can't be at the bottom even in the Earth List. His strength is not even on the Human List.
Zhao Changhe took a sip of the medicine himself, roughly felt the medicinal properties, nodded again, turned around and handed it to Tang Wanzhuang: "Do you want to feed it?"
Tang Wanzhuang curled her lips and said, "If you want, just feed it directly. How can you ask such a question?"
Since you asked, of course I can only answer: "Yes."
Zhao Changhe's medicine bowl froze in his hand, his eyes widened.
Tang Wanzhuang sat in the chair, sulking and silent. Her lip was broken, badly injured, and she couldn't move.
Zhao Changhe couldn't help but rub her head. Tang Wanzhuang struggled for a moment, so Zhao Changhe squatted down, scooped up a mouthful of medicine, blew it, and brought it to her lips: "Ah~"
Tang Wanzhuang held it in her mouth and said incoherently, "When you see His Majesty, try to persuade him to send troops to support Hebei."
Zhao Changhe continued to scoop up a sip and blew it, listening to her.
Tang Wanzhuang said: "The Wang family has been planning for a long time. Qinghe is different. Cui's own private soldiers are not enough. Now they just mobilized all the officers and soldiers from the cities within their sphere of influence to gather in Puyang, but how many can they have? Moreover, it will cause the various territories in Hebei to be empty. Once Puyang City is broken, it will be troublesome..."
Zhao Changhe handed over another spoonful: "If the medicine can't fill your mouth, I'll change to something else and take another bite."
Tang Wanzhuang drank the medicine angrily and stopped talking.
Zhao Changhe fed her silently, and it was unclear whether they were showing affection or quarreling. After finishing the whole bowl of medicine, Zhao Changhe stood up and suddenly said, "I suddenly thought that if there was a pretty military advisor who was willing to give advice wholeheartedly, it might be a good experience."
After saying this, he seemed a little ashamed and turned to go out: "This medicine is quite strong, you should take a good rest, I will come to see you tomorrow."
Tang Wanzhuang stared at his back as he left the house, wondering what he meant by that. After thinking for a while, she suddenly realized.
He really had the ambition to become the crown prince... but he might not do it as the crown prince.
And then the poaching was directed at her
Tang Wanzhuang was a little dazed for a moment, watching woodenly as Zhao Changhe crumpled Baoqin's head into a ball outside the door and then ran away quickly. Baoqin jumped up and down and cursed behind him. The scene looked very detached, distant, yet very warm, as if it was an unreal picture that existed in a different time and space.
She didn't even hear what Baoqin was saying: "He looked like a big bear, but he was so fast. Including the time it took to undress and put on clothes, is it only half a cup of tea?"
Fortunately, Zhao Changhe ran very fast and could not hear it...
… …
"Please inform Brother Huangfu Shaozong that Zhao Changhe is here to visit."
Zhao Changhe had already arrived at the Huangfu family. This time, he did not get the treatment of being directly invited into the inner hall by the Tang family, and was turned away.
Even after informing the gatekeeper of his name, he still ignored him and just rolled his eyes: "The young general is not at home."
Zhao Changhe looked around, figured out what was going on, and bowed to take his leave.
I turned around and arrived at the alley at the back, then climbed over the wall and went in.
When they arrived at the inner house, they heard Huangfu Shaozong's voice coming from inside: "Hey sister, why are we going to offend Zhao Changhe for no reason? It's very rude to stop him."
Huangfu Qing's voice came lazily: "Why, he didn't plant any spies in the mansion. As long as you don't go out and talk nonsense, how would he know you were there? Do you really think he can solve cases like a god?"
"… I think you think he is a fool. With his current status in the martial arts world, even if I am really not here, my family should go outside to tell me to come back." "Oh, he has become so successful? I can't tell."
"Sister, you... Oh! Uh, this palace maid looks unfamiliar..."
"Get out of here! If you keep looking at me like that, I'll dig your eyes out!"
Huangfu Shaozong was driven out of the house in disgrace. He walked away shaking his head, puzzled.
Huangfu Qing's cold laughter came from inside the house: "What a foxy girl, wherever she goes, a bunch of men stare at her with their eyes wide open..."
Before he could finish his words, the window was pried open and Zhao Changhe rushed in.
Then his eyes widened.
Why is Chi Chi here, and she is dressed like a little palace maid...
Huangfu Qing became even more angry: "Sure enough, any man would stare at it with his eyes wide open."
Xia Chichi looked up at the sky. In fact, she didn't know why she was so popular among the young men. Yue Hongling had been in the martial arts world for so long but was never like this. Maybe this was what they called natural beauty. The guy in red clothes looked so unsophisticated.
Or should we say there is another metaphysical factor. Whether it is Wang Zhaoling, Yang Bugui or Huangfu Shaozong, they are all from official families, and she is a princess.
Thinking about this in her heart, she responded leisurely: "When it comes to foxy skills, I can't compare with some people... She has a husband at home, but she still comes out to have an affair with another man, and the man she stole is actually her stepson in name only."
Huangfu Qing said: "Didn't the Venerable tell you that you have to listen to me while you are pretending to be a palace maid?"
Xia Chichi said: "There is no one else here, why should I spoil you?"
"If you don't get into the role now, it will be easy to expose yourself in front of others later. I'd better report to the Venerable and cancel this mission."
"…" Xia Chichi swallowed his anger and said, "My lady, a thief broke into the house. I will help you drive him away."
The little palace maid rushed towards the thief with clenched fists, and the next moment the thief hugged her in his arms and gave her away for free.
Huangfu Qing: “?”
Damn it. I originally wanted to give him the cold shoulder because this guy went to Tang Wanzhuang first, but this traitor just gave himself away. There was no point in giving him the cold shoulder at all.
The four symbols indicate misfortune to the family.
"Why are you here?" Zhao Changhe was in no mood to think about these trivial matters: "You are... planning to go see him with this outfit?"
"I don't know... I don't know what the point of me meeting him is."
Zhao Changhe didn’t know what the point was. He didn’t even know why he wanted to see Xia Longyuan, but he just wanted to see him, otherwise he would feel suffocated.
Maybe this is what it means for a couple to be of one mind.
"Bang!" The sound of the teacup falling viciously on the coffee table woke the two of them up. Turning around, Huangfu Qing's face was as cold as frost: "Mr. Zhao, is this what happens when a man gets his way?"
He was feeling jealous openly, thoroughly and with full confidence, which was much more comfortable than when he was using the identity of Suzaku. Huangfu Qing suddenly felt so good!
Zhao Changhe said hurriedly: "It's just that Chi Chi's matter is a bit sensitive..."
"Sensitive. What do you mean by sensitive? Are you referring to certain parts of her body?"
An old woman who has done things is just too arrogant to make dirty jokes. Xia Chichi blushed and was about to retort when she heard Huangfu Qing continue, "It's nothing more than a question of family background. What, you don't pretend anymore? You openly revealed in front of our sect that Xia Longyuan's real child is a saint? Or do you think you have me for sure and I won't leak this?"
Zhao Changhe sighed: "Since Lord Suzaku allowed Chi Chi to enter the palace with you, he must have known everything. I didn't expect Lord Suzaku to be so generous. He knew Chi Chi was his child, but he didn't suspect anything at all."
Huangfu Qing felt even happier. Lord Suzaku certainly had magnanimity, foresight, and broad mind. He quickly praised him a few more times.
But Zhao Changhe continued, "Actually, today, I don't think there's any point in hiding this identity any longer."
Huangfu Qing was a little curious this time: "Why?"
Zhao Changhe said calmly, "If he doesn't die, no one can do anything. If he dies, given the precarious situation of Daxia, no matter who becomes the crown prince, he won't be able to keep the country. At that time, who can take the throne has nothing to do with his status. Only if you have strong soldiers and horses can you succeed."
Huangfu Qing looked at him quietly for a while, and suddenly asked: "Did you awaken something after playing with the Saint Girl of the Spirit Tribe in Miaojiang?"
Zhao Changhe was stunned: "You...how did you know?"
"Bah, the verdict of the Book of Chaos on Xiang Simeng, anyone who knows you and knows that you are in Miaojiang, who doesn't know what it's talking about?"
Zhao Changhe was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Maybe it has something to do with it... But more importantly, I can't stand it anymore."
Huangfu Qing smiled brightly: "I knew that you were destined to be the Fire Pig of the Four Symbols Sect."
(End of this chapter)