Ji Boying's expression was a little stiff, but she managed to show a gentle smile, nodded, and closed the door again.
He stood outside the inner room and let out a long sigh.
It seems that he has been disturbed by too many things recently, and the ancestor worship ceremony is coming soon. Worry and too much pressure have made him a little sick, his thoughts are confused, and he has become suspicious.
How could something like that happen to the queen mother and Bo Chang?
It's simply nonsense, it's Ji Boying's extremely absurd imagination!
Ji Boying rubbed his eyebrows and walked out of the dormitory. When he reached the door, he glanced at the talisman on the door.
Although the ban has been broken, the traces remain.
He looked back at the door of the back room, took a deep breath, and his eyebrows became solemn.
He raised his hand and grabbed it. As the five fingers of his right hand trembled, there was a sound of wind and thunder, and all traces of the talisman on the door of the dormitory were wiped clean.
Then he took out a talisman containing the power of thunder from his arms.
The talisman burned, and the arc of lightning wandered in his palm, and then shot towards the door of the dormitory. It seemed to be inspecting for a while, and then disappeared.
After doing this, Ji Boying closed the door of the dormitory and left the dormitory.
Inside the dormitory, Zhao Wujiang smiled warmly and glanced sideways through the door to the outside with deep eyes.
Ji Boying, Ji Boying, as I expected, you are the most suitable prince for this throne... Zhao Wujiang smiled in his heart.
When Ji Boying came outside the dormitory, he directly pointed out a talisman and stuck it on the door of the dormitory. If he wanted to break this talisman, he would need extremely high talisman skills or use a lot of talismans at one time.
However, when his forbidden talisman was broken open, what he felt was a completely natural aura, without any trace of patchwork.
This shows that Ji Boying was in a hurry and used her true talisman skills.
All this was within Zhao Wujiang's expectation.
How could a prince who had been practicing talismans since childhood, a prince of the Eastern Palace with hidden ambitions, and a prince who knew the dangers of the Immortal Body and the Ancestor Worship Ceremony, stand still, without making the slightest preparation, without even the slightest trump card of his own?
Her own strength, as well as her plan to deal with changes, are all things Ji Boying must possess.
Otherwise Ji Boying can only be a prince of the East Palace waiting for death.
As for his own strength, Ji Bochang's greatest strength is only in cultivating Taoism.
Therefore, Zhao Wujiang had long guessed that Ji Boying's true Taoist attainments were definitely not simple.
Today he took the opportunity to test this hand on a seemingly simple matter, and it turned out to be true.
"Chang'er, what are you looking at? Is the prince gone?"
Su Muxue's phoenix-like eyes were full of spring, and she had a great talent just now, which allowed her to experience a contentment that she had never experienced in a hundred years or even in her entire life.
If the prince hadn't arrived suddenly, she wouldn't have been able to stop.
"Yes." Zhao Wujiang said lightly, and then he felt the intense gaze.
Su Muxue's eyes were already full of spring water, she licked her red lips, as if she was shy, and said softly:
"Since the prince is gone, Chang'er, why don't we..."
Even if Su Muxue has a deep boudoir, Zhao Wujiang can still reach her with a long whip.
Not long after, the two began treatment again.
Zhao Wujiang holds a pen at his waist, and the pen moves like a dragon and a snake, stained by the water of the ink pond, and writes down the love of spring.
At the time of the sage, Zhao Wujiang blamed himself a little. Even if Queen Su Muxue was very good, she was still the empress of Emperor Ji Tang of the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty and the biological mother of Prince Ji Boying. How could he do this?
In doing so, how is he different from that thief Cao?
But Su Muxue was like an octopus in the deep sea of desire. She had been guarding the endless lonely night for too long. Now that she finally saw the light, there was no way she was willing to let him go.
Just pester him and not let go.
Su Muxue said that she would keep her mouth shut, and also said that she could keep her mouth shut, so don't pity her, just give it to her.
Women will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword... Zhao Wujiang sighed and persuaded him again with sincerity:
"Queen, please respect yourself. I really don't want to replace Your Majesty."
