The second day of October.
It is appropriate to offer sacrifices, pray for blessings, and fast.
On this winter night, Zhao Wujiang lay on the bed early.
Seven days have passed since the ancestor worship ceremony.
During these seven days, all privately organized banquets and other grand activities were prohibited in the imperial city, so the entire imperial city was slightly deserted.
In addition, the temperature dropped rapidly in the past seven days, and the weather suddenly became colder. The entire imperial city seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.
Zhao Wujiang's seven days were not considered leisurely, but they were not considered busy either.
Eat, sleep, and think.
During the day, he treated Su Muxue during his free time. At night, he activated the Xuanyuan Mirror and wandered around the deserted universe.
For him, time is like water in a sponge. If you squeeze it, there will always be time.
He seemed to be assisting the government, but no political problems had arisen in the past seven days, unlike Ji Boying, who was in charge of the country and was buried in the study all day long, dealing with various memorials and tedious matters that had accumulated in the past.
In his eyes, Prince Ji Boying is like an employee who was fooled by his boss and believed him. He works hard all day long, hoping that the boss will fulfill his promise.
The enthusiasm and diligence make capitalists cry when they see it.
It is estimated that the prince is still burning the midnight oil in the study at this time.
After all, these seven days of ancestor worship are about to pass, and the prince will usher in the real superintendent of the country and preside over the government.
Under normal circumstances, the prince would inevitably choose to suppress him, the prince who was assisting the government.
To put it bluntly, even if the prince stays silent and chooses to live in peace with him, those who are on the prince's side will choose to "contribute" to the prince and target him.
It seems that his leisurely days are coming to an end.
And just when his thoughts were swirling, he felt Jing'er in his arms nuzzle several times.
He came back to his senses and saw Jing'er staring straight at him, as if she had a thousand words to say, but the thousands of words seemed to be reduced to just two words.
"Good night." Zhao Wujiang replied gently.
His big hands gently caressed Jing'er's increasingly slim figure in the quilt.
He was a little curious, would a person in his twenties continue to be stunted? It shouldn't be.
But if it doesn't continue to grow, why do the places that should be convex become more convex and plump, and the places that should be curved become rounder and straighter?
Could it be that it is well nourished?
Or was he fed him?
Oops! A sense of crisis and vigilance suddenly arose in Zhao Wujiang's heart. His eyes wandered and he did not dare to look into Jing'er's eyes.
"Who asked you to touch me without my permission?" Jing'er's voice was full of domination, while Yu Jie's voice was full of majesty and domineering:
"If you touch it, you will be responsible!"
"Listen to my explanation..." It's not that Zhao Wujiang doesn't want to, or that he's afraid, it's that he and Jing'er had already communicated through thick and thin at night.
He believes that as a human being, you must know how to exercise moderation, know how to stop in moderation, and the most important thing is to know how to follow your heart.
Following one's heart means obeying one's own heart, not being cowardly.
"I won't listen. I won't listen. I won't listen." Jing'er insisted on being unreasonable and started to be unreasonable. Then she chuckled and started to be frivolous towards Zhao Wujiang:
"Xiao Zhaozi, just obey me."
Zhao Wujiang was forced to open his business and cried out sadly:
"No!"
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Snowflakes are falling, the north wind is blowing, and the world is vast.
Today is the third day of October, and everything is not suitable.
Early in the morning, Lin Yu stepped on the thick snow and stood under the eaves outside his dormitory. He had two things to report.
It snowed heavily last night and the weather became increasingly cold. Lin Yu did not mobilize his cultivation to keep out the cold and was still wearing thin clothes.
His serious cheek turned red in two spots due to the cold, and suddenly he felt more festive than a New Year doll.
Lin Yu found that His Highness did not like to use his cultivation skills after returning from Daolian's secret realm. Driven by curiosity, he asked, and His Highness told him that he should use his own body to understand the world and never forget the beginning of human beings.
Lin Yu shivered in the cold wind, but he showed a smile that he had not seen for a long time in this deep imperial city.
He thought of his childhood before he entered spiritual practice.
Maybe His Highness wanted to tell him not to forget how insignificant he was and not to forget his original intention.
These are his personal words as His Highness regards him as a person he trusts.
