"Exactly!"

Zhao Wujiang did not shy away from looking at Mrs. Han.

Mrs. Wu Shun of South Korea is not young, much older than Wu Meiniang, but she is very well maintained, the charm is still there, and she looks very approachable with a smile at the moment, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.

But Zhao Wujiang was vigilant in his heart, judging from Helan's reaction, he was very afraid of her biological mother, Mrs. Han.

"I have heard that Lord Zhao is handsome and chic, and now that we meet, it is true." Mrs. Han also looked at Zhao Wujiang and said with a smile:

"Lord Zhao is a big celebrity next to the emperor, why did you come to Tao'er Palace today?"

She hugged Helan and comforted her, but Helan was like a wounded kitten at the moment, she didn't dare to speak, and her eyes were full of fear.

"It's snowing hard in winter and it's cold, Helan Niangniang occasionally feels cold, please come and see me." Zhao Wujiang said lightly, he saw everything in his eyes.

Mrs. Han smiled and said, "It's bothering Lord Zhao, but this palace went to the Tai Hospital to ask for a doctor, so Lord Zhao doesn't have to worry about it..."

She directly ordered the eviction.

"I'll come back to see my mother." Zhao Wujiang smiled lightly and said, he said this sentence to the two of them.

One is Mrs. Han, who is telling her, you don't care what I, Zhao Wujiang, want to do.

The other is Helan Clan, who is telling her that this matter can be discussed again.

The Helan clan was overjoyed for a moment, and then quickly relented.

Mrs. Han snorted and didn't say anything to ridicule her, but just stretched out her hand and asked Zhao Wujiang to leave, "Lord Zhao, please."

Zhao Wujiang left, stepping into the wind and snow.

Staring at the back of Zhao Wujiang leaving, the smile on the face of Mrs. Wu Shun of South Korea gradually faded, and the resentment in her eyes suddenly rose.

"Smack!"

She slapped Helan in the face and said angrily, "***!"

......

In the Fenggong Palace, Wu Meiniang quietly flipped through the folds.

Zhao Wujiang didn't bother her, but just competed with Qing'er and the two for the tribute orange.

After two teas, Wu Meiniang approved the last vermilion, stretched her waist, and her delicate and seductive curves were revealed.

Zhao Wujiang sat next to Wu Meiniang, and then rolled up Wu Meiniang's sleeves, Wu Meiniang was affectionate, and stared at him with a slight frown.

He stroked the indigo Youdao Shougong sand, and the stinging pain hit him instantly.

He immediately stretched out his hand, imagining that his hand was the bronze Zhenguo Ding, and slowly mobilized his luck, and after a while, his hand was filled with a mysterious aura, but he couldn't see it, he could only feel it.

Seeing Zhao Wujiang staring at his palm, his brows furrowed, Wu Meiniang said with concern, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Wujiang shook his head, his palm covered the sand of Youdao Shougong, and slowly operated the power of luck.

This was the first time he had used his luck to try to use his technique to fight against Tian Youjiashen's technique.

He was immersed in it, and at the moment he felt like a boat in the furious sea, bearing the monstrous waves.

The indigo Youdao guarding the palace sand is like a giant mountain that cannot be shaken, no matter how hard Zhao Wujiang tries, it is only slightly shaken, like a breeze caressing the mountain.

Fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead, and he was a little weak, and he couldn't destroy this Dao Shougong Sand at all, but he was not discouraged, knowing that this was the reason why his luck was too different from Tian Youjiashen, and it was not that he had a problem with his own use.

Tian Youjiashen has a qi luck value of nearly six thousand, and Zhao Wujiang doesn't know how he reached this qi luck value at all, even if it is Wu Meiniang now, it is only nearly four thousand.

Wu Meiniang saw that the beads of sweat on Zhao Wujiang's forehead kept slipping down, and her face became more and more pale, understanding that Zhao Wujiang was trying to solve the problem of guarding the palace sand, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken: "I've been like this all these years, and I am in pain, doesn't it mean that I have love?

I often read some books from outside the palace, and aren't the men and women in the stories who have endured hardships to get together?

Maybe it's the ordeal between us, telling us that we're going to be together!"

【Ding! Congratulations to the host, the first time you collide with others' luck, the reward luck is worth 200 points, and you will live for ten years.

Notes: Gas

Luck fights, the grasshopper shakes the tree, the heart of the laughing grasshopper, the heart of the respect for the grasshopper, and the heart of the fear of the grasshopper. 】

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for reaching 2,000 points.

Note: If the value of Qi Luck reaches 3,000 points, you will be rewarded with advanced usage of Qi Luck. 】

When Zhao Wujiang was talking to Wu Meiniang, a mechanical voice came from his head, this was the first time he and Tian Youjiashen collided in luck.

Now that the luck has reached two thousand points, as long as one more thousand points are added, the system will reward the advanced use of luck, and he began to look forward to it, what is the advanced use of luck?

Wu Meiniang gently wiped the beads of sweat from Zhao Wujiang's forehead, and the feelings in her heart grew, and she gradually began to feel the tingling.

Zhao Wujiang held Wu Meiniang's hand and said softly, "Let me try again."

Just now, his luck value reached two thousand points, and now he wants to try another method.

He no longer tried to destroy the indigo's Youdao Shougong Sand, but tried to absorb the power of Shougong Sand like absorbing the bronze tripod.

Zhao Wujiang calmed down, his palms were slightly hot, and the tingling pain gradually spread throughout his body along the meridians in his hands.

It really worked...... He felt the stinging pain gradually increase, and the star's brow furrowed, but his heart was happy, which meant that his plan had succeeded.

He transferred a large part of the sting that Wu Meiniang should have endured to himself.

Wu Meiniang's beautiful eyes were shocked, the stinging pain in her whole body was rapidly subsiding, and she couldn't figure out the reason.

Until she felt Zhao Wujiang's slightly trembling hand, she seemed to realize something, and her red lips bit tightly: "Wujiang, what did you do?"

"Found a temporary relief." Zhao Wujiang smiled.

It's not a disease, it's not a poison, it's a technique...... Wu Meiniang understood that there was a situation of guarding the palace sand, and her eyes were surging with water: "Really?"

"Eh, I'm a miracle doctor, so you don't think well of me?" Zhao Wujiang spread his hands, looking helpless.

His brows trembled slightly, which was caused by the severe pain, and Wu Meiniang's affection was surging.

Wu Meiniang's peerless face was full of resentment, she hugged Zhao Wujiang, snorted and touched, and imprinted the soft and hot red lips on Zhao Wujiang's lips.

The two of them desperately asked for it, wanting to integrate each other into their bodies, for a long time, they parted their lips, Wu Meiniang's eyes were full of moisture, and she said angrily:

"It hurts you!"

Zhao Wujiang smiled helplessly, a woman's intuition was really accurate, Wu Meiniang should have sensed his approach.

The stinging pain from the sand of the Shougong has hit his whole body.

The increase in affection brought about by the kiss alone made him feel such a sharp pain, and he couldn't imagine that if he went any further, he would probably be burned by the sharp pain like lava covering his bones.

"You woman, why don't you know how to pity Zhao so much?" Zhao Wujiang raised his eyebrows and quipped, "Do you want to stop me from being in pain?"

He stepped forward, and the next moment his lips hugged each other.

......

It was already noon when I left Qifeng Palace.

At this moment, Zhao Wujiang could still feel the faint stinging pain around his body, which reminded him of two things at all times, the first was that Wu Meiniang was still thinking about him at the moment, and the second was that Tian Youjiashen must die!

Secretary Province, Zhao Wujiang flipped through the ancient books, gentle and elegant, listening to the words of the other person.

"You're going to Lingnan Road?" Zhao Wujiang slowly put down the book, and in front of him was Wang Xi, who looked like a fallen city.

Wang Xi didn't tie up his hair today, like a waterfall and green silk scattered, his already superb face was a little less heroic and a little more feminine.

She still carried the long knife at her waist, sighed, and said, "A letter from the Lingnan Dao Jianghu League, something big has happened recently, let me go back."

"Do you want my help?" Zhao Wujiang's tone was soft, and he rarely asked about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, but he had complicated feelings with Wang Xi.

"I'll open my mouth if I want your help, but it's not a big deal, so you don't need to worry." A slight smile appeared on Wang Xi's indifferent face, and she could feel Zhao Wujiang's concern.

But she didn't tell Zhao Wujiang that the Jianghu Alliance was powerful, and she would not be summoned back at all in general matters, unless she met Ji

Big things. Zhao Wujiang is an official and has her own things to do, and she doesn't want to bother him.

Zhao Wujiang got up, walked slowly towards her, and then grabbed her hand.

Wang Xi was about to break free, when she saw a bronze-colored liquid slowly climb up her wrist and turn into a green jade bracelet.

"Lend you." Zhao Wujiang said with a smile.

Wang Xi's heart was warm, but she snorted coldly, "It's my thing."

"There's only one way he'll be your thing, and that's when I'm your man. It's just that I'm curious, when did I become your man?" Zhao Wujiang quipped.

"Shameless!" Wang Xi was angry and wanted to break free of Zhao Wujiang's hand, but at this moment, another bronze liquid tightly clamped the hands that the two of them were holding together.

"You see you're reluctant to let go."

"You!"

Zhao Wujiang looked at Wang Xi's pretty face with anger and anger, and with a thought, the bronze faded and was withdrawn along his arm.

"Be careful!"

"Humph!" Wang Xi pulled out his hand, and the hair rope tied up the green silk like a waterfall again, sassy and heroic.

She picked up the sword and package on the side and walked out the door without looking back.

Stepping into the wind and snow, she looked sideways, "Officialdom is not necessarily more stable than the rivers and lakes, you should be careful!"

After saying that, the high ponytail swayed, and her figure disappeared into the snow.