"The Imperial Master is a human being created by virtue of his merits. Naturally, I admire him very much. But it's a pity that she doesn't think highly of me."

Zhao Cuo said with a sigh.

"Don't worry."

Madam Yan said with confidence.

"Master loves Yan'er the most. I'll beg her to accept you as her disciple. There will be no problem."

"My qualifications do not meet the requirements for the National Master to accept a disciple. Yan'er better not trouble your Master. It doesn't matter to me."

The young father-in-law regretted it again when he saw how generous she was.

Of course it was impossible for Master Chu to accept him as his disciple.

She knew this and had to deal with him.

"no."

Yan'er shook his head firmly.

"Zhao Cuo, your talent is not very good, and your conduct is not upright, but Master will not dislike you."

"what are you talking about?"

Zhao Cuo laughed angrily and knocked on his little head.

Yan'er coquettishly stuck out her tongue.

She still didn't give up the idea.

"You can just leave this matter to Yan'er!"

The beautiful young woman said in a serious tone, as if she couldn't wait to make Zhao Cuo his junior brother, but unfortunately this would never be possible.

"I told you no, you're not allowed to make your own opinions. How many days have you not been beaten?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Zhao Cuo lowered his hand and gave it to her with a serious face.

"The big bad guy..."

Yan'er blushed and broke away from his arms.

"They are ignoring you, just wait and call me Senior Sister Yan'er, huh."

The beautiful young woman rolled her charming eyes and walked away.

Young Master Zhao felt a little headache for a while.

Little Biezhi will be angry with him.

"That's all."

Zhao Cuo muttered something and got on the carriage again.

He returned to the capital in a mighty manner with a thousand troops.

In fact, even the eight commanders of the Imperial City Division are still not qualified to mobilize the army at will, and he is the only one who acts so wantonly.

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"How are the arrangements for sending back the Demon Clan mission?"

After returning to Beijing, Commander Zhao went straight to Honglu Temple.

He also holds the position of Shaoqing of the department.

Quan Xia will go back tomorrow.

"Reply to Zhao Shaoqing's words."

The official in charge of contacting the Demon Court mission said respectfully.

"Your Majesty has taken care of everything, but those demon envoys have said that they will not go back unless they see Princess Quan Xia."

"Ignore it."

Zhao Cuo said lightly.

In the past half month, the imperial court has been procrastinating in reaching a peace treaty with the Demon Court.

The peace talks this time are just superficial. Neither party wants to start a war for the time being, but the demon clan may break the agreement at any time.

"You have people take good care of the demon envoys. No matter what happens, inform me as soon as possible."

Young Master Zhao left Honglu Temple after giving some instructions.

He carried Princess Xia to the palace again.

Quan Xia was still imprisoned in the palace.

"When I interrogate her at this time, I should be able to ask some questions. How can I let her go back leisurely?"

Zhao Cuo lowered his head and spoke human words to the lazy cat in his arms.

Her Royal Highness the Princess resisted the urge to bite.

She could only suffer her niece a little longer.

"Go and talk to the Queen Mother. I will go into the palace and return the demon princess to the mission. I will go to the East Palace later to pay my respects."

The young prince called a maid to inform the bad woman and then left for the harem.

After he interrogated Quan Xia once, it was time to release her.

Dayu cannot detain the Second Highness now.

"Meow……"

Boluan Banxia called softly at the door.

She is giving a warning to her niece who has suffered a lot of grievances

But there is one thing to say, Zhao Cuo is still good to Quan Xia, and every meal is meaty.

"I'm in."

Zhao Cuo didn't care about the lazy cry of Princess Xia in his arms.

He said hello and pushed the door open. The room was bright, and it was an afternoon with plenty of light.

He saw a silver-haired girl lying on the bed with a sleepy look on her face and cast a dissatisfied look at him. The young father-in-law ruthlessly interrupted her nap.

"Zhao Cuo, what are you doing here again?"

"Is this your attitude when speaking to the master?"

Officer Zhao narrowed his eyes and walked to the bed.

"My family wishes you well."

She said perfunctorily.

"Get up!"

Zhao made a mistake and said something harsh to her.

"You still dare to lie down and talk to me?"

He said with a dangerous look in his eyes again.

"Is His Highness inviting me to sleep with you?"

"This princess has absolutely no intention of doing so!"

Quan Xia suddenly jumped up in shock.

She wore a light-colored palace skirt on her bulging pear-shaped figure.

This lazy guy is so sloppy, his silver hair is flowing down like a waterfall, and his flexible little tail is still wagging.

"Your Highness, are you homesick?"

Zhao Cuo sat down casually by the bed.

The warm and soft mattress transferred the body heat left over from the whole summer to him.

The Second Highness became alert after hearing his words. In the past few days, she had been doubting that she had no chance to return to Mobei. Was Zhao Thief testing her?

"I don't think so anymore, princess. I'm so happy here that I don't want to go home!"

Quan Xia said seriously.

She was feeling proud of her wit.

The abominable Zhao Thief must have some evil intentions. If she says she wants to go back, she will definitely be tortured.

"ha?"

Zhao Cuo suddenly had questions all over his face.

Quan Xia couldn't stop him with just one mouthful.

The Second Highness of the Demon Tribe was so taken care of by him that he never wanted to return home.
To be continued...