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Yangxin Hall, the emperor's bedroom.

The empress sat on the huanghuali wooden chair, her beautiful eyebrows trembling constantly, and her face was gradually stained with frost.

In front of her, Jia Shiwu, wearing a dark blue robe and an azure mask, was reporting on Zhao Wujiang's recent whereabouts.

When Jia Fifteen heard that Zhao Wujiang greedily took the benefits of the Imperial Hospital and helped resell medicinal materials, the empress was so angry that her body was shaking. Zhao Wujiang's image was shattered in her heart and turned into disappointment.

"Go down."

The empress' tone showed deep exhaustion, and she slumped back on the chair.

Since the death of the late emperor and her first accession to the throne, the imperial power has gradually declined, and Daxia has faced a precarious situation of internal and external troubles. She has no brothers or sisters above her, no juniors below her, and is the only one who is struggling to support the foundation laid by her ancestors.

Later, she met Zhao Wujiang. Although Zhao Wujiang was not serious, he was upright. Although she didn't say it, she implicitly regarded Zhao Wujiang as a partner in her heart.

But this partner, swallowed by greed, betrayed her.

"Humph..." the empress cried, her eyes red and bloodshot.

"Squeak..."

The door was pushed open, and Zhao Wujiang walked in holding a wooden box and a money bag. When he saw the empress's appearance, he said doubtfully:

"Hey, Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Are you confused by those stubborn old ministers?"

"Zhao Wujiang!" The empress sat upright slowly, regaining her majesty, and the bloodshot eyes in her beautiful eyes trembled:

"Where have you been today?"

"Me?" Zhao Wujiang frowned slightly. He felt that Xuanyuan Jing was angry:

"I'm going to resell medicinal materials!"

"boom!"

The empress slammed the table and roared:

"Reselling medicinal materials, do you say these four words so lightly?

I didn’t reward you, did I? You are so greedy that you want to resell medicinal materials and embezzle the national treasury! Huh?”

The empress got more and more angry as she scolded her. She stood up, walked in front of Zhao Wujiang in two steps, and gave Zhao Wujiang a hard push:

"You are a seven-foot-tall man who is handsome, elegant, and usually talks so nicely, but you actually do such a nasty thing!"

Zhao Wujiang stumbled and fell to the ground. He did not get up, but sat on the ground, staring at the empress with his clear eyes, and said softly with a calm smile on his lips:

"I understand, Your Majesty, just scold me. The harder you scold me, the more distressed you will be."

Zhao Wujiang understood that this woman had been lonely for too long. She kept secrets alone, had no friends, and was walking on thin ice all day long. She was the only special thing about Xuanyuan Jing.

The empress' heart trembled, the tip of her nose felt slightly sour, and she slumped down on the chair.

"I...wanted to treat you as a friend, but you let me down..."

"That's because you were too hasty in being disappointed."

"What?"

The corners of Zhao Wujiang's mouth curved brightly, and he said slowly:

"Do you still remember the Loulan Gu thing? Both Dugu Yihe's letter and my discovery made me suspect that many heretics have been infiltrated in this harem.

Chen Zhenghua's death and my succession as the general manager. These two things happened by coincidence, giving me the opportunity to get in touch with the forces behind the scenes. Today's reselling of medicinal materials is just a superficial matter.

Through this incident, I have confirmed some ideas, but they still need to be verified..."

The empress felt sourness in her heart as she listened to Zhao Wujiang's words, "You went to investigate this matter on my behalf..."

"No." Zhao Wujiang's eyes gradually became sharp, like a sharp knife:

"And my third uncle!

I can’t become one of their own in a short period of time, but I can become their partner and get closer to the truth step by step!”

"you......"

The empress hesitated to speak. She wanted to say why Zhao Wujiang didn't inform her beforehand, but soon she felt guilty. She blamed herself for not fully trusting Zhao Wujiang...

"Okay!" Zhao Wujiang got up and dusted himself off: "Don't moan like a bitch."

The empress was furious for a moment: "Zhao Wujiang!"

"Yes, that's it, be dignified." Zhao Wujiang threw the money bag on the table, gold and silver notes scattered, and he waved his hand:
Chapter completed!