Kidney deficiency often occurs after overwork.
Zhao Wujiang took three sips of a bottle of medicine and showed off the miraculous elixir for strengthening the body and replenishing the kidneys.
Ever since Jing'er reunited with him and entered a relatively stable environment now, she has always loved him endlessly and wanted to do it every day, every month, every year, and forever.
As cold as he is to outsiders, he is as hot to him.
In the past, I had watched him favor many concubines at night, and I was already familiar with various tricks. Now they are exploiting him in turn.
It is said that teaching the apprentice will starve the master to death.
But he didn't know whether the master was starving to death, but he knew that the master was about to be squeezed dry.
Because he is Jing'er's master, and now he has a deep understanding of teaching his apprentice and squeezing the master dry.
Zhao Zi said:
There are standing postures, back, side, and leg lift.
Sitting has a sitting aspect, which can be connected but cannot be broken accidentally.
He eats without speaking, swallows and swallows something, and groans silently.
Don't say anything when you go to bed. Just go to sleep and don't do that.
But the fullness needs to be lifted up, and the love words need to be lingering.
Slow down and say don't be impatient, hurry up and say I don't feel it.
Next, you need to learn the tone of the devil, and when you rest, you need to recite the name of the Buddha.
Jing'er just exchanged secret codes with Wujiang.
She raised her boundless chin, exhaled like orchid, and her charming eyes were like silk:
"I didn't even exert any force, why did you fall down?"
The devil doesn’t want it! Zhao Wujiang mourned in his heart and chanted the Buddha's name:
"Form is emptiness, donor, this is not good... eh eh eh eh...
Ouch, what are you doing, I'm not even ready..."
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The long-lasting war came to an end and became a quilt covering the two of them.
The two slept in each other's arms.
Until the moon is thin and the stars are sparse, and the sky is getting brighter.
Zhao Wujiang glanced sideways at the dimly lit window paper, gently adjusted his sleeping position, and continued to sleep with Jing'er's smooth and fragrant body in his arms.
When the lights first went up, the sky was slightly bright, and the people coming and going in the imperial city were in a hurry.
He didn't panic, unlike others.
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Ji Boying got up early in the morning, washed up and went into the study to deal with the memorial.
Yesterday, the imperial decree of the Crown Prince supervising the country and King Yin assisting the government was spread throughout the imperial city, causing a shock in the entire imperial city. This shock will continue to ferment and spread to every corner of the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty, and even outside the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty.
Early this morning, Ji Boying couldn't wait to start her first day of supervising the country.
He wants to be a diligent emperor.
He wants to tell everyone that he is the best person who should ascend the throne.
Likewise, he knew very well that only by working hard and going all out could he reassure the courtiers and royal family members who supported him.
Ji Boying looked at the memorials that were moved from the imperial study and piled up in the east palace study last night.
These memorials were piled on his desk, forming a mountain.
My father spent a long time in this world refining elixirs to seek immortality.
At least that's the surface.
These memorials were not processed and piled up more and more.
This is the result of the fact that the Immortal Dynasty is different from the mortal dynasty and lacks many cumbersome procedures.
Ji Boying is full of energy.
Pick up the top memorial.
Oh, it belongs to Yang Bingen and Yang Guogong.
Yang Guogong is usually in the imperial city. What does he have to report?
Ji Boying spread out the memorial.
【Your Majesty, be safe! 】
He nodded, it seemed like his father was greeting him and showing his loyalty, yes, that's good.
He picked up the ink pen to review, put the memorial aside, and took the next one from the hill.
【Your Majesty, be safe! 】
Well, I always think about my father, yes, yes... Ji Boying carefully reviewed the memorials and stacked them neatly.
He picked up the next book and couldn't help but frown, it turned out to be Yang Bingen's.
When I opened it, it was still [Your Majesty Wan'an! 】.
He stopped reviewing and took down eight books in succession from the hill. Fully five of them were Yang Bingen's, and the contents were all "The Emperor Wan'an!" 】.
He opened his mouth, and there seemed to be thousands of horses running through his heart at this moment.
Ji Boying took a deep breath, read them one by one with a smile, and then turned over the memorials one by one.
Not surprisingly, nearly half of these memorials are Yang Bingen's "greeting notes."
Is this the memorial that the emperor wants to deal with?
At this moment, Ji Boying's heart was a little shaken.
