In the Yuezhi Fenglai Pavilion, Tang Wanrong was sitting at the desk, staring blankly at her arm, which was rolling up her sleeves.

The bright lights illuminated his fair arms, adding a sense of warmth and warmth. Tang Wanrong could never recall the gestures he used when writing.

It seems that I have to ask him to write a few more times. For some reason, a faint blush appears on Tang Wanrong's cheeks... It may be that the night wind is lonely and unruly, and it is just teasing her randomly.

Tang Wanrong put down her sleeves and continued copying the fonts.

Glancing at Hei Ji next to her, she was frowning, as if all her energy was spent, repeatedly drawing a thick and long black line on Tang Wanrong's priceless Tongtan paper.
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Tang Wanrong is the richest woman in Xinqin. She is not a fussy person, but she likes to calculate everything clearly. Since Hei Ji and Bai Ji came to the palace, they have increased a lot of unnecessary expenses.
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For example, the desk used by the ancient saint last time, such as the papers in front of you.

"What are you drawing?" Tang Wanrong only felt that the thick lines drawn by Hei Ji would disturb people's mood and make it difficult for her to enter a state of mindlessness, so she tilted her head and asked.

"Knife, to be precise, this is the power of my sword." Heiji concentrated her attention and continued to draw the line calmly, gradually drawing the long and thick black line into the prototype of a pillar.

"Who can tell that this is a knife!" Tang Wanrong really wanted to make a "knife" like this according to her drawing and give it to her as a weapon.

"Pig-killing knife." Bai Ji raised the corner of her mouth slightly, as if pointing, and then continued to look at the night view of Longyin City with a telescope.

"I learned from the prince's brushstrokes. He was able to condense his martial arts into momentum and attach it to calligraphy, so that people can benefit from it. So I also condensed my sword posture into this painting.

"Hei Ji said with a serious look.

She has begun to dream that after her death, the scroll will be spread throughout the world. From then on, there will be a legend that "the one who gets the scroll of the female sword god will inherit her peerless sword skills".

"Female Sword God" is her new nickname.

"Then at least draw a handle, a sword, etc., so that people know you are a knife." Tang Wanrong turned a deaf ear to Bai Ji's interruption and sneered. Only a ghost could tell that what Hei Ji drew was a knife.

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"Can't you see?" Heiji frowned.

"No one can tell."

Hei Ji didn't believe it, and originally wanted to ask Bai Ji, but Bai Ji's calligraphy skills were not as good as Hei Ji's.

Her ability to appreciate paintings is limited to those pictures in banned books. She may not be able to understand such paintings that condense her practice of sword skills, form and spirit.

"I'll let the prince take a look at it another day. His comments will finally convince you, right?" Hei Ji said with confidence. We have already had a friendship together after taking a dip in the medicinal soup pool.

Although it is not yet to the point where he is directly asked to do his best to help improve the martial arts realm of his sisters, there should be no problem in letting him appreciate the paintings and comment on them.

"In the afternoon, his maid came to invite you to take a bath in the medicinal soup pool. Didn't you all refuse? Maybe he is not willing to give you a review." Tang Wanrong did not gloat about the misfortune, but analyzed it from an objective standpoint.

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Hei Ji glared at Bai Ji.

Bai Ji was a little embarrassed. She was originally a prodigal woman who was good at romance.

Originally, I wanted to use a detached approach to control Qin Shouan, just like other young heroes, middle-aged heroes, old heroes, dead heroes, zombie heroes, etc., and be completely obedient to her.

Little did she know that today, she would be exposed unintentionally, and there would already be a flaw in her heart.

Before the flaw is stabilized, it is no longer suitable to use means to play with Qin Shouan to gain benefits, so I have to refuse the proposal to soak in the medicinal soup with him.

"By the way, after the prince came back this afternoon, he asked the steward to rearrange the room for the eldest maid Huaiyu. It is a wing room with a courtyard next to the prince's."

Bai Ji quickly released some gossip news to divert attention, letting everyone know that she still had channels for romance that they could not match.

Tang Wanrong walked to the window suspiciously. She didn't even know about this.

Of course, the servants in the palace did not dare to tell her about the Crown Prince without permission, lest the Crown Prince misunderstand that he was stirring up trouble and then blow their heads off.

Hei Ji and Bai Ji didn't do anything serious in Langya Palace, but they became familiar with the maids of Haitang Chunwu. Could this be the innate ability of Longyin Guards to be good at spying on intelligence?

"This is usually the treatment of a bed-warming maid." Bai Ji said firmly with a smile.

She got such news naturally because she went to Haitang Chunwu to inquire about it while Qin Shouan was out.

Although the maids and stewards dare not say it openly, there is nothing new in the backyard of this wealthy family. If there are slight changes, you can guess why.

"Last time Huaiyu came to deliver a letter, I felt bad when I looked at her."

Tang Wanrong didn't know what she was thinking. She just felt that the weather in April was a little annoying, and she missed the iced sour plum soup she drank in June and July.

"What's wrong with her?" Heiji asked slightly worriedly.

Even though she was not interested in anything between men and women, under the influence of her younger sister, she had some understanding that the so-called bed-warming maid was of course not only about warming the bed, but was actually an implicit way of saying that she would serve the bed.

What Hei Ji is worried about is that if the prince becomes addicted to women because of this, he will become more interested in the bodies of sisters Hei Ji and Bai Ji.

If you want to get a chance to gain a breakthrough in martial arts from him in the future, you might have to actually betray your lust.

"I heard that Han Xin and Yue Qing already have a child. But Huaiyu has never been able to find a way out. The last time I saw her appearance, she looked like a virgin... Could it be that she is scheming and has never been able to do anything about it?

If she is willing to have sex with her husband, is she actually waiting for the heir apparent?"

Tang Wanrong said, her tone getting colder. It's actually nothing for these big maids to have such scheming, it's normal.

But doesn’t Qin Shouan dislike other people plotting against him? It seems that he likes such plotting very much.

"If that's true, I'm not as good as me!" Bai Ji said in shock.

She did not expect Tang Wanrong to be able to think of such a situation. Even a veteran like Bai Ji could not think of such a method.

"You are thinking too much. In my opinion, Huaiyu, a big maid, does not have that kind of scheming mind."

Hei Ji analyzed with certainty, "Didn't Bai Ji analyze it last night? The Crown Prince was powerless in those aspects, so we taught Huaiyu the secret method to enable the Crown Prince to obtain a three-breath true man."

"What you mean is that it was probably Huaiyu who used this secret method. The prince had a rare opportunity and used the three-breath secret method on Huaiyu?" Bai Ji understood her sister's meaning and suddenly realized.

The two sisters looked at each other and nodded in relief.

If this was just the case, and Qin Shou'an hadn't started on the path of sexual desire, then the two sisters might still not have to pay too much in their subsequent consultations.

The night breeze was cool and felt like ice and snow. When the two sisters came back to their senses, they found that there seemed to be a chill in Tang Wanrong's eyes, which made people feel like they were falling into an ice cellar. Black Ji and Bai Ji quickly hugged each other to keep warm.

Tang Wanrong stared at them for a while, then gradually calmed down, feeling that there should be nothing wrong with Qin Shou'an. Both father and son were romantics, so how could they have such hidden diseases? What kind of secret method did Hei Ji and Bai Ji need?

Three breaths...one, two, three...are enough for what?

Qin Shou'an was writing to Tang Wanrong last night. From the moment her arm was touched by him to the moment Tang Wanrong accidentally knocked over the tea bowl while drinking water, it was far more than three breaths.

If he only had three breaths, who would care about such a man?

No, what Tang Wanrong meant was that other women wouldn't care about it either... It doesn't seem right to say that. Anyway... Forget it, it's all her own psychological activities. It doesn't matter if she can't explain it clearly. She just needs to keep her mind and body upright.

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I updated one chapter of the old book today, so the new book can only update one big chapter. Tomorrow I will start writing a new book wholeheartedly, and there will no longer be any old books to eat from.

Of course, the old book will also write a side story called Weiyang Gongxia, which will be completed as soon as possible without delaying the update of the new book.

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