"knew……"

Yan'er reluctantly nodded.

"Aren't you happy that I'm not in the capital?"

Zhao Cuo thought of how she took his hand several times to ask for a beating.

"Does Yan'er still like being treated so rudely by me?"

he joked jokingly.

"Talking nonsense!"

When Mrs. Yan heard what he said, her face turned red immediately, as if she had been stabbed in a sore spot, and she retorted eagerly:

"How can someone like to be beaten? You will not be allowed to attack others casually in the future. I will fight back!"

"How else do you want to resist?"

He raised his hand threateningly.

"With your poor cultivation, you are no match for Yan'er."

She snorted lightly and turned her head away without any intention of resisting.

"Yan'er is right. Then I won't hit you anymore. You're a girl and I can't just hit you."

Zhao Cuo smiled and lowered his hand without offending her easily.

"real?"

Madam Yan cast a suspicious look at him.

"I'm not Yan'er's husband, and it's not appropriate for you. I will restrain myself in the future."

"Why are you pretending to be serious here? Didn't you still want to take advantage of Yan'er's body before? It's not credible at all for you to say such things now."

She looked at Mr. Zhao with eyes that suddenly became more puzzled.

"Why do you sound like you still want me to bully you?"

Zhao Cuo said with some humor.

"Practice..."

Madam Yan chose to change the topic, and the two of them sat cross-legged on the bed and started practicing double cultivation as usual.

In this state, they are able to communicate with their minds.

Yan'er talked a lot today.

'Your sister is so strict with you. She wanted to drive me away just now. Fortunately, I didn't listen to you and went against her.'

'You said this to deliberately invite a beating, right?'

Zhao Cuo's eyes twitched.

"You are so partial."

Madam Yan suddenly opened her beautiful eyes and whispered.

"Anyway, the relationship between Yan'er and you has been discovered, so it's okay to just stay, right? You still want me to be secretive for my sister."

"What is the relationship between me and Yan'er?"

Zhao Cuo still closed his eyes. Although what he said was a bit strange, his tone was very gentle.

"this……"

She paused and said.

"Ordinary friends who can practice dual cultivation?"

…

Zhao Cuo sent Yan'er away the next morning, drank the mutton kidney soup prepared by his sister for breakfast, and then drove a carriage to the execution department where he had not seen him for a long time.

After working for a long time, he got used to having nothing to do, so he asked his colleagues to skip work and go to the boat.

Yes, this is his true purpose.

"I heard that the young master almost made a marriage contract with Princess Anle, but her father turned around and rebelled. From this, it seems that I will have a chance to make meritorious deeds as long as I keep an eye on the Zhao family's father."

Zhang Yintang, who has been promoted to the second-class executioner, smiled with a sinister expression.

Young Master Zhao listened to his ridicule with a dark face but was unable to refute.

Who told him that something happened to the person he wanted to marry twice?

"It is said that Princess Anle is the second most beautiful woman in the seven vassal kingdoms. Has the young master ever seen her true appearance? Is she worthy of her name?"

Wu Zhiyi, who had almost finished eating the food and wine on the table, spoke up.

"second?"

Zhao Cuo was stunned for a moment.

In his opinion, An Le has an appearance that can compete with Yan'er.

This kind of natural beauty can only be ranked as the second most beautiful woman in the territory of the seven vassal kings?

"Who is the first person?"

When a man hears about a beautiful woman, he can't help but want to pry her out.

"Princess Ning."

Zhang Yintang answered quickly.

"ha?"

Zhao Cuo looked strange.

"The current King Ning is the blood brother of the late emperor. Naturally, he is particularly fond of this younger brother. He personally gave him the daughter of the Chen family of the wealthy family of Western Shu in marriage."

"According to legend, Princess Ning was born with a fairy-like appearance when she was fourteen years old. Whenever she went out without wearing a hat, she would attract people's attention, so she became famous far and wide."

"I heard that Prince Ning ignored state affairs for more than ten years after marrying this princess."

In just a few words, they painted a picture of beauty as a disaster.

'Don't move, DNA!'

Young Master Zhao strengthened his iron will. Although his current relationship with his empress made him look like a traitor, he really was not.

"As the saying goes, what you hear is what you hear. You two admire Princess Ning so much, don't you want to see her with your own eyes?"

Zhao Cuo suddenly said with a leisurely smile.

"How can you easily meet the Queen's dignity?"

Zhang and Wu shook their heads.

"Now there is a real opportunity before you."

He said with sincerity.

"ah?"

Realizing that something was wrong, they quietly moved their bodies away from the stool.

Finally, under Zhao Cuo's passionate persuasion, the two of them obeyed without any complaints.

Although they, as the executioners' minor officials, have not yet heard of the court's decision.

"If Prince Ning really comes to Beijing and ascends the throne, wouldn't that stunning princess become the queen? Fortunately, I'm not the kind of person that Cao Ah'an is."

At the court meeting two days later, Zhao Cuo was officially appointed as the Imperial Envoy and was ordered to go to the Kingdom of Ning to welcome King Ning to the capital for his ascension to the throne.

Although this was an opportunity to make great achievements in the eyes of all the officials, they might never come back, so no one said anything.

After all, someone else wouldn't have the fire bearer to protect him.

…

"I have prepared everything for you."

Under the gentle morning light, the East Palace was extremely hot early in the morning.

"Thank you, empress."

Zhao Cuo lay on the phoenix bed with the warm fragrant nephrite in his arms, enjoying the last tenderness.

"call……"

Empress Dowager Zhao stared at the young man in front of her with her pale golden phoenix eyes.

They continue to be entangled.

But soon it was time to say goodbye.

"Don't forget what I just told you about sending a letter back every three days."

While the Queen Mother spoke, she raised her jade hands to take care of his hair.
To be continued...