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"Zhao...Zhao...Wujiang..." A high-pitched roar sounded. Chen Zhenghua, the chief eunuch, looked at Zhao Wujiang's face as cold as Hell in horror. His body kept arching, trying to break free, but his legs and feet could not The pain of being broken followed, flooding him like a tide.
He kept roaring:
"You bitch, let me go quickly, otherwise you will not be able to live or die, and you will be like your third uncle...ah!"
Zhao Wujiang turned the dagger expressionlessly, and the sound of churning flesh and blood resounded throughout the house. The rich smell of blood also began to float, and he said calmly:
"Answer my question. Or, I kill you."
"Answer the question, answer the question, I choose to answer the question!!" The chief eunuch immediately roared:
"You ask, you ask!"
"Why did you kill my third uncle?"
Zhao Wujiang's eyes were cold.
The chief eunuch's fat body squirmed and his eyes were bloodshot:
"He broke the rules. If he knows something he shouldn't know, he must die!"
"So you killed him? Huh?"
Zhao Wujiang roared angrily, stirring the dagger tightly in his hand, then pulled it out, and stabbed it hard into the black and red wound.
"Ah! I'm just following orders, I'm just...ah...following orders!"
The body of the chief eunuch was trembling and twitching.
"On orders? On whose orders?"
Zhao Wujiang's face was as frosty as he thought of the letter Dugu Yihe was going to deliver to the empress, as if there were some clues in his mind that were trying to connect together.
"Yes... uh... yes... cough cough cough..."
The chief eunuch wanted to speak, but the words were swallowed alive when he reached his mouth. Black liquid came out of his mouth and his face became abnormally distorted, as if he was suffering from great pain.
The liquid was like ink, thick and viscous, and gave off a disgusting smell.
"Yes...uh huh...yes...uh..."
The chief eunuch murmured, black liquid continuously dripping from his mouth, and the whole eyes on his fat cheeks seemed to bulge out:
"yes..."
"What is it? Tell me quickly!" Zhao Wujiang leaned down to hear clearly. He grabbed the chief eunuch's collar and tried to lift him up.
"Yes..." The chief eunuch made a muddy whimpering sound in his throat, and then froze in place, completely losing his breath.
"Damn you." Zhao Wujiang loosened his grip on the chief eunuch's hand, slumped back, and fell to the ground.
After a long while, his eyes lit up in the darkness, he quickly got up, picked up the dagger in his hand, and stabbed the chief eunuch in the heart.
"Pfft."
The sharp blade penetrated the flesh and blood. Zhao Wujiang pulled the dagger downwards, and a deep wound appeared in the heart of the chief eunuch.
Then he slashed hard in the opposite direction, making the wound appear in the shape of a cross. Hot blood spurted out like a column of water. Three silver needles shot out from his cuffs. The needles whizzed and sank into the flesh.
There was a slight popping sound, as if something had been stabbed.
He grasped the tail of the silver needle with trembling hands and slowly lifted it up...
What appeared in front of him was a bug.
Short, white and soft, with only one eye.
"Loulan Gu worm!"
Damn... Zhao Wujiang cursed angrily, and a suffocating and sinister aura hit his heart:
"Am I still involved?"
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Under the prosperity, there is darkness, just like under the sky, there are shadows.
This is an ancient palace that has withstood the wind and frost and has not fallen down. Inside the palace, there are trees growing, and the fallen leaves cover the entire palace.
The trees were full of fruits, and they were corpses hanging upside down wrapped in vines.
The corpse was riddled with holes, the flesh and blood were rotten and turned black and blue, and short, soft, white, one-eyed insects were shuttled among them.
There are two old people under the tree. There is a bamboo basket in front of the old man. The bamboo basket is full of green leaves.
"The insect carrying seventy-three is dead."
"If you die, then die. It's just a bug. Just take back Seventy-Three in time."
"But...that bug seemed to have been forced to death by someone else..."
"Then seventy-three...won't he die too? That's all, it's just seventy-three, it's insignificant...By the way, who is the insect that carries seventy-three?"
"Chen Zhenghua, a eunuch."
"That's indeed a bug... Alas, it's a pity that No. 9 is missing from Zhao Changyuan's body in the North."
"How about we ask them to check?"
"Forget it, big things are about to begin, it's not advisable to expose too much."
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"Snapped!"
Zhao Wujiang closed the wooden box tightly and put away the Loulan Gu worm taken out from the eunuch's body.
Although they were all Gu worms, Zhao Wujiang could clearly feel that this Gu worm was much weaker than the one he saw earlier that was taken out of the body of General Zhao in the North.
He inherited the medical skills of his third uncle Zhao Shou, and he was better than his master. He could use the mysterious needles passed down from his family to great heights. However, he usually chose to keep a low profile and had no time to display them. Now, he could seal a Gu insect with ease. .
He put away the wooden box and exited the side room.
After passing through several houses, Zhao Wujiang returned to the small courtyard. Dugu Mingyue was still thinking, while Qing'er sat aside.
"alright?"
Qing'er's eyes lit up when she saw Zhao Wujiang coming back, and as soon as she showed her joy, she thought of her empress by her side, and then she calmed down again.
"Um."
"The queen is looking for you."
Zhao Wujiang nodded. When he came to Queen Dugu, he expected that the queen would ask. After all, he was a man in the harem's turmoil recently.
"Slave, please see your Majesty."
Dugu Mingyue raised his head and said, "Sit down."
Zhao Wujiang sat at the stone table and was not restrained. He took the fruits on the table, picked a banana, and slowly pushed it aside.
Zhao Wujiang's handsome appearance came into Dugu Mingyue's eyes, but this look of peace of mind caused anger to appear on Dugu Mingyue's face for a moment:
"Xiao Zhaozi, why do you suggest to the emperor that he favor Liu Zhaoyi?"
Um... The handsome boy was speechless. Zhao Wujiang took a bite of the banana and said casually:
"Go back to your Majesty, your Majesty is the emperor of the dynasty. How can I, a little eunuch, control what he wants to do?"
"You mean, the emperor wants to see Liu Mei'er?"
"I'm sure. Your Majesty just asked me if his body is okay... I can't say no, can I?"
Zhao Wujiang looked innocent.
Dugu Mingyue's pretty eyes moved slightly.
Lest she blame herself again, after all, according to Xuanyuan Jing, there will be more concubines in the harem who want to be favored in the future, so Zhao Wujiang decided to give Dugu Mingyue another reassurance.
"Your Majesty, this servant has something to say."
"explain!"
"Your Majesty feels that the Emperor has not continuously favored your Majesty. Is it possible that the problem does not lie with me or the Emperor? Doesn't your Majesty have no problem at all?"
When Dugu Mingyue saw Zhao Wujiang nibbling on a banana, he couldn't help but think of how he tirelessly pecking wood to bring back spring the night before. His cheeks turned red for a moment, and when he heard Zhao Wujiang's last words, his mind froze.
"What's wrong with me?"
Zhao Wujiang sighed lightly.
"This slave doesn't know, I can recall it carefully.
Did the empress want too much, making the emperor too tired?
Was it that the empress was not warm enough when welcoming the emperor?
Or, what is so special about Liu Zhaoyi? "
Hearing this, Dugu Mingyue's thoughts surged in her mind.
Although Liu Mei'er is not good at flirting, her invisible charm is extremely noticeable. Could it be that this is the reason why the emperor chose her to serve as his bed partner...his inner charm...is hidden but not revealed...hiss ...
"Xiao Zhaozi! I understand..."
Dugu Mingyue's beautiful eyes lit up and a smile spread across her lips!
"Qing'er, prepare me to take a bath. I'm going to see the emperor again tonight."
"It's your Majesty, which bra will you wear tonight?"
"Wear nothing."
