Yangxin Hall, the emperor's bedroom.

Zhao Wujiang slapped the door:

"Your Majesty, Xiao Zhaozi wants to see you."

A slightly tired and surprised voice came from the room:

"Come in."

Zhao Wujiang pushed the door open and entered, holding the nanmu box and sitting next to the empress: "Your Majesty looks very tired. Is the situation in the court inappropriate?"

"well."

Xuanyuan Jing turned his head and began to talk about the recent situation in the DPRK.

What is it about a bunch of old die-hards who are "pushing each other to death"? What is something that the Sixth Department has neglected to omit? What major and minor events are happening in various states and counties? What plans are being brewed by those unruly people in the world...

She kept talking, while Zhao Wujiang held his head and looked at her quietly, sometimes slapping the table to defend her and saying, "How could this be possible?", sometimes nodding in agreement with her words, sometimes frowning and showing worry...

The empress was talking about the difficulty of being the emperor, vomiting her bitterness.

Since he wrongly blamed Zhao Wujiang last time, Xuanyuan Jing trusts Zhao Wujiang even more in his heart.

Zhao Wujiang listened carefully, until she noticed that Zhao Wujiang's eyes were getting hotter and hotter, and his eyes moved down to stare at her dragon robe.

She followed Zhao Wujiang's eyes and found that when she spoke, she was arching her body unconsciously, while Zhao Wujiang's eyes stayed on her emperor's chest.

Not knowing what to think of, Xuanyuan Jing's cheeks turned rosy for a moment:

"What are you looking at?"

"This dragon embroidery is very good..." Zhao Wujiang coughed dryly.

"Don't peek at me!"

The empress pushed his head away with a stern face: "You have been holding this small wooden box since you came in. What's inside?"

"The gift given by Concubine Xiao Shu seems to be an ancient book. I haven't opened it yet and read it."

Zhao Wujiang slowly opened the wooden box, and the empress' face came slightly closer.

I saw a brand new book lying in the wooden box.

It's not accurate to say it's brand new.

To be precise, it is a book with a brand new cover, but the messy and broken pages inside can be clearly seen. It is obvious that the cover has been re-binded.

Zhao Wujiang opened the first page, and there were only four big words written on the page:

【King Kong is indestructible】

Hiss, martial arts secrets?

Zhao Wujiang's eyes trembled, he picked up the book and slowly opened the second page. On the second page, there were drawings of the starting postures for practice, and there were many comments in the blank spaces.

Zhao Wujiang flipped through the pages quickly, and the page after page came into his eyes, like a comic strip. The moves and movements in the painting were displayed in front of him. The more he looked at it, the more frightened he became.

[The Golden Light Indestructible Magic Skill was stolen (crossed out) and borrowed by me from a hypocrite. This secret book is astonishing to the world. It has been successfully practiced and is invulnerable. Ten thousand soldiers can take off the head of the Dog Emperor. It is enough to rank among the top ten martial arts in the world. If

How can I go nowhere in this world if I cooperate with top-notch internal skills and mental methods?】

Zhao Wujiang suddenly saw this sentence among the many annotations. The reason why he noticed it was because the characters were too ugly and crooked.

But the information revealed on it frightened him.

Is this indestructible martial arts a top level?

General Zhennan Xiao Yuanshan has unparalleled martial arts skills. What does he mean by giving this secret book to Xiao Wanjun?

Is it for Xiao Wanjun to practice and have the ability to protect herself?

Now Xiao Wanjun gave me the secret book, why?

"Could it be that Xiao Wanjun didn't realize how valuable the secret book is and I missed it?"

Zhao Wujiang's heart trembled and he closed the secret book.

No matter what, let’s practice first and then talk.

It is impossible for Xiao Yuanshan to harm his daughter, so this secret book will be fine.

"This should be a martial arts classic in the world, right? You are so fascinated by it, what's the use of it?" the empress wondered.

Zhao Wujiang tapped his fingers lightly on the secret book and said seriously:

"This martial arts will make people hard!"

"Where does it get hard?"

The empress blurted out the question, and she regretted it as soon as she said it. The image of Zhao Wujiang's heroic figure as hard as iron when he favored Dugu Ming and others came to mind, and her cheeks couldn't help but feel hot.

Zhao Wujiang had a bad smile on his face: "It's just as you thought..."

"What do you mean you are thinking about me...I didn't think about it!" the empress said in embarrassment.

"Ah? Don't you think about your heart?" Zhao Wujiang teased.

"I won't talk nonsense with you, I still have a memorial to deal with!"
Chapter completed!