"Why...why hit Yan'er again?"

After the beautiful woman burst into tears and received a big handprint, her original howling turned into sobbing. She raised her little head and looked pitifully at the young man in front of her with her beautiful tearful eyes.

"What do you think?"

Zhao Cuo snorted and then touched the other flap.

"Snapped!"

Madam Yan looked at him with her beautiful eyes wide open, her expression obviously becoming angry! She raised her hand to push him away.

"If you hit me again, it will swell..."

she protested with sobs.

"If you cry again, you will be beaten."

Young Master Zhao said with a straight face. Of course, the two blows just now did not use much force at all. At most, they only left a slap mark that would disappear after a day and a half.

"Why do you hit Yan'er?"

Madam Yan looked at him unconvinced, but for some reason she didn't resist violently. It was clear that Zhao Cuo's hands were still wrapped around her waist, as slender and strong as a water snake.

"Can't I fight?"

Young Master Zhao said in a low and pretentious voice.

"You just said that you would break up with Yan'er. The original oath agreement has become invalid. Now I can kill you, a rude person, with just one finger!"

"Then will you call me?"

Zhao Cuo raised his hand with a fierce look on his face as if he was about to lower it.

"No... I won't give you a fourth blow!"

Yan'er looked at him with a stubborn expression and her beautiful lavender eyes.

"Then you still want me to hit you?"

Zhao Cuo suddenly stopped laughing, and then deliberately slapped his hand downwards. However, this action frightened the stupid young woman into crying again.

"Okay... don't cry anymore."

He quickly took back his hand and rubbed Mrs. Yan's little head, took out one percent of the gentleness he used to treat his sister, and coaxed softly:

"I didn't know, Yan'er, that you regarded me as a close friend, but you thought you were just greedy for my national destiny and said what you just said. Can I apologize to you?"

Zhao Cuo knew how much the late emperor's widow in his arms hated the Queen Mother, so being able to bow her head to her enemies for him was definitely a sign of love and righteousness for him. Yan'er didn't say that she really liked him, but at least she regarded him as

He treats him as a friend.

Mr. Zhao has always been very considerate, and his sister loves him as if he were her own child, so he would create humiliating and blameless bellybands just to make his sister feel more comfortable.

Madam Yan now treats him sincerely and of course she will change her attitude.

"But you still hit Yan'er..."

After receiving the unexpected love, the naive and beautiful woman felt more and more aggrieved and cried even harder.

"If you cry again, I will beat you."

Zhao Cuo leaned against her little crystal ears and whispered, "This kind of threat is of course useless, it can only make the angry child cry even more sadly. So Young Master Zhao could only reap the consequences and try to comfort the crying Madam Yan.

Until her cries turned into faint sobs.

"Drink some water."

Zhao Cuo poured a cup of cold tea and handed it to the poor man sitting on his bed.

"oh."

She responded in a muffled voice, took the tea, put it in front of her moist lips and took a sip. Suddenly she reached out her hand to the handsome young man in front of her angrily.

"Give the token back to Yan'er!"

"This is originally mine, right?"

Zhao Cuo did not easily hand over the token that allowed him to freely enter and leave Zheng Guogong's mansion.

"You've already given it to someone else!"

Madam Yan said with a flat mouth.

"It's not impossible to return it to you...but there's one thing I need to make clear to you first."

He looked seriously at the beautiful woman wearing a loose lake-green robe that still couldn't hide her plump figure.

"I do not plan to be an enemy of the Queen Mother for the time being, which means that I will not help you take revenge. In addition, I also advise you to practice hard and not to aim too high."

After the Donghe hunting incident, Mr. Zhao once again realized the overwhelming power of the female devil. The Taoist sect that had stood for millions of years was also taken down by her in an understatement. The Queen Mother Zhao was not only able to mobilize at least three fire-raisers

, she has the power of one against two, and the most terrifying thing is that she controls the world's soldiers and horses!

The inviolable aspect of imperial power is military power! He will never confront a bad woman again unless he has to. This is pure self-destruction.

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It is no exaggeration to say that the Empress Dowager Dayu wanted her Zhao family to die without a burial place, just by looking at her.

"Of course Yan'er won't blatantly touch that woman's brow..."

Madam Yan heard the heaviness in his words, and lowered her head in despair for a moment. How could she not have known how invincible the enemy was.

"The goal is too far away, so keep your eyes on it."

Zhao Cuo smiled and rubbed her little head and said.

"Haven't Yan'er been practicing hard? This is the most correct way to do it. Of course, it's the New Year's Day soon and we should relax a bit."

"You are not allowed to call Yan'er..."

She puffed up her cheeks and opened Zhao Cuo's hand.

"Don't you still want to continue practicing with me?"

Young Master Zhao said with a humorous hum.

"Give it back to Yan'er quickly!"

Madam Yan immediately rushed towards him to snatch the token back.

"Here you go."

Zhao Cuo took advantage of the situation and agreed with the continuation of this way of getting along.

"snort!"

Yan'er grabbed the token and stuffed it directly into her arms. In the blink of an eye, she had forgotten her sadness just now, and whispered a threat in a cheerful tone:

"Zhao Cuo, if you bully others again, Yan'er will definitely tell the master and let her stab you again!"

"Then I can only take revenge from you."

Zhao Cuo spoke with a smile and sat down next to her at the same time. He leaned his shoulder on her shoulder without any politeness, and Yan'er, who was unconscious, didn't know how to hide.

"And don't call me by my first name." Mr. Zhao continued, "You are allowed to call me by my given name."

"That woman gave you your cousin's name, right?"

Yan'er didn't know what she thought of, but she suddenly smiled and her beautiful eyes curled up. There was obvious joy on her little face, and the corners of her mouth were raised higher and higher.

"The words she gave you made Yan'er scream... Wujiu?"

"Be normal."

Zhao Cuo helplessly raised his hand and pinched her fair face.

"You hurt Yan'er."

Madam Yan avoided his hand dissatisfied.

"What's the current situation of Daozong?"

Zhao Cuo suddenly asked.

"What else can I do?" Yan'er suddenly wrinkled her delicate little nose, "I have been completely controlled by that woman."

"Didn't the Queen Mother do anything to you?"

He was still curious about how Empress Dowager Zhao would reform the Daozong after taking over it.

"Master Uncle Wang was sent to Southern Xinjiang. Yan'er's master was imprisoned, but he was not humiliated at all."

Mrs. Yan said softly. Zhao Cuo was not surprised by what she said. Even if the person who raised the fire was to assassinate the emperor, he could not be killed easily. He usually controlled it and then squeezed out the remaining value. No matter what, it was possible for the entire human race to have such ceiling combat power.

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Chapter completed!