...
Zhao Wujiang was stunned. He didn't expect Jiang Mengli to say such words, and his tone seemed to be full of resentment.
He shook his head and smiled:
"You are brother Yuan Zheng's junior sister and the eldest daughter of the Jiang family. How could I not care?"
"You are talking about my identity, not me!" Jiang Mengli frowned. She flicked her high ponytail and put her cheek close to Zhao Wujiang as if to force him:
"When I was traveling around the world, many of my friends were framed and died by corrupt officials. Therefore, I was prejudiced against officials. During this period, I was sarcastic and even tit-for-tat with you!
Even though I wrongly accused you today, why aren't you angry and throwing your anger at me? "
"Why are you angry? If you have wronged me, you will know better than me how wronged I am, so no matter how I defend myself, it will be useless.
If you wrongly accuse me, it's not intentional. If I get angry knowing that you don't mean to do it, it means that I don't have enough mental cultivation. "
Zhao Wujiang smiled faintly and felt Hua Ruyu's head on the right side pressing against her. He didn't know whether it was because he was drunk and charming and wanted to rely on her, or because he was sober and wanted to listen to the conversation between him and Jiang Mengli.
Jiang Mengli's eyes trembled and the water rippled. Her mind seemed to be occupied by something indescribable. She said in a deep voice:
"Zhao Wujiang, look at me!"
Zhao Wujiang looked sideways and saw Jiang Mengli's exquisite face and her extremely serious eyes that were filled with water.
Next, Jiang Mengli made an unexpected move for Zhao Wujiang. Jiang Mengli raised her left arm to block to prevent Zhao Wujiang from reaching down. At the same time, her body leaned slightly and her right hand reached towards Zhao Wujiang's crotch.
Zhao Wujiang raised his eyebrows. Jiang Mengli was obviously trying to find out whether he was an eunuch. He wrapped his right arm around the right side of Hua Ruyu's waist and pressed down.
"Bang." Jiang Mengli touched Hua Ruyu's head with her jade hand.
Hua Ruyu felt pain and opened her eyes with an ouch, only to find that her cheek was pressed against Zhao Wujiang's crotch, and a breath was rising. Her pretty face was so rosy that she was about to bleed.
Zhao Wujiang looked strange. Hua Ruyu was obviously awake, but why didn't he get up? Instead, his breath was like orchid. He could feel the heat gushing from Hua Ruyu's mouth and nose, which seemed to be pouring down his body.
He grabbed Hua Ruyu's waist, while Jiang Mengli glared angrily and was about to reach out again, but Zhao Wujiang grabbed her hand.
These two women are really playing with fire... Zhao Wujiang is still worried. Now that the identity of the fake eunuch cannot be exposed, it will cause a lot of trouble.
He stood up directly, straightened his clothes, and said calmly:
"It's getting late."
Jiang Mengli stood up, smelling of alcohol, her pretty face flushed with embarrassment:
"I do not believe."
After she was drunk, she recalled Zhao Wujiang's figure. He was obviously a eunuch, but there was no trace of femininity at all. This made her suspect that Zhao Wujiang was not a eunuch. Although she knew this was impossible, the intertwining of the two voices in her heart made her want to Try it out.
Could it be intuition? Zhao Wujiang narrowed his eyes and smiled lightly:
"you're drunk."
"I will get the Dragon Fault in your hand!" Jiang Mengli's beautiful eyes were filled with water as she stared straight at Zhao Wujiang:
"I will also get the authenticity of your identity! You can't escape!"
Zhao Wujiang rubbed his brows and did not explain any more. The more he explained, the more he felt guilty. He cupped his fists and said goodbye to everyone.
...
The time of Xu is right.
The dark curtain covered the sky, leaving behind a few stars.
Zhao Wujiang was walking on the palace road, and Jiang Mengli's actions today made him wary.
People in the Jianghu are different from the people in Kyoto who stick to one place. They have a lot more experience, especially warriors, who can feel the aura of others more keenly.
And women are good at intuition, so this thing is extremely mysterious.
He sighed slightly and walked towards the Nourishing Heart Hall.
...
In the dormitory of Yangxin Hall, the room was dark and no lights were lit.
When the empress woke up, she seemed to have forgotten the passage of time. She just sat on the bed with her legs crossed. Her eyes were faintly bright in the darkness.
After the death of the late emperor, she had experienced loneliness alone for nearly five years. Ever since she met Zhao Wujiang, her loneliness seemed to have disappeared.
But today, it's so dark, why can't I see Zhao Wujiang?
She was a little confused, a little at a loss, and even had a feeling that Zhao Wujiang had left and disappeared, as if he had never appeared.
The huge feeling of loneliness was like a criss-crossing net in the dark night, binding her. The light in her eyes was shaking, like water.
She rested her head on her knees, her black hair hanging down to cover her cheeks.
After a while, she felt the fire light swaying, and with a creak, the door was pushed open, and Zhao Wujiang returned with the lamp in hand.
She raised her head and saw Zhao Wujiang's gentle smile in the light, and the tip of her nose became sore for no reason.
