"What is sister doing here at this time?"

At this time, Zhao Cuo also felt a familiar presence outside the door gradually approaching, but unlike Yan'er, who was instantly frightened and turned pale, he instead looked calm and calm as if nothing was wrong.

"Yan'er still wants to ask you!"

Madam Yan withdrew the fleshy jade feet held by him, and hugged the quilt with a pale face, as if she wanted to gain a sense of security in this way.

"Why did your eldest sister come to your room so late at night? It's already midnight! How can there be such siblings..."

"So why are you panicking?"

Young Master Zhao looked at Yan'er strangely.

"It's no big deal if my sister comes over and has a few words with me, right? You can just cast a spell to hide for a while. Can you look like a big monk?"

"no……"

Yan'er's face turned red for a moment.

"Don't you know that your sister is a cultivator? As far as I know, she is at least a third-level Confucian cultivator. I will definitely be discovered if I use my magic power now!"

"ha?"

Inspector Zhao suddenly lost his composure! He knew that his sister was a genius who had been snatched away by Xunshan Academy, but she was only in the third realm or even higher than the third level, right?

"You think of a way...don't let her come to the room."

The nearly thirty-year-old widow of the late emperor looked at him with red eyes.

"If she sees us like this, she won't be able to escape even if we jump into a frozen river."

"I know……"

Before Zhao Cuo finished speaking, a gentle female voice came from outside the door.

"Did you fall asleep?"

Listening to his elder sister's voice, Zhao mistakenly looked at Madam Yan who was sharing the bed with him, and surprisingly he felt a little bit of excitement in his heart.

'Don't make a sound!'

Yan'er's delicate red lips parted slightly, and Young Master Zhao shook his head. He also wanted to pretend to be asleep, but unfortunately he told his sister before that he was practicing every night recently, so this excuse was no longer valid.

"not yet."

Zhao Cuo spoke under the nervous gaze of the beautiful woman.

"Sister, what are you doing here? I've been working on things for the Queen Mother these days, and I'm just about to take a night's sleep to refresh myself."

He gave a reason.

"That's what I'm here for."

Zhao Shangxin's voice was filled with a hint of distress.

"It's not like I, Dayu, have no one to use. Why does the Queen Mother do all I can to you all day long? You will be busy again next time. My sister made a nourishing soup for you. Can you drink it before going to bed?"

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"Um……"

Zhao Cuo heard his sister's words expressing her feelings for him, and he couldn't say anything if he refused. Yan'er, who was huddled in the corner of the bed, was still looking at him with pleading eyes.

"I'm already lying down. Sister, please put the soup outside the door. I'll get it when I get up later."

He kept his tone calm.

"Why are you so angry with your sister?"

Miss Zhao's tone suddenly became confused and dissatisfied.

"A few days ago, you casually untied my sister's belt and broke into my dormitory without permission. I didn't say anything to you."

'You gave me a lesson these two times!'

Zhao Cuo retorted in his heart. Yan'er now opened her beautiful eyes in disbelief, staring at the handsome young man in front of her with the eyes of birds and animals.

"Now do you think your sister is annoying?

The young lady outside the door snorted softly.

"I'll come in and put the soup on the table for you. I won't disturb your sleep. Isn't that okay?"

As she spoke, she raised her hand and pushed the door open. The room where the candles had just been extinguished was pitch black. Although Miss Zhao was a frail scholar, she still had the ability to see at night. She vaguely saw a figure lying under the quilt on the bed.

"Put the soup on the table."

Zhao Shanxin turned around and spoke to the maid behind her.

"Thank you, Sister Shangxin, for your concern." Zhao Cuo, who was lying on his side on the bed, said with a normal expression, "I'll get up and drink after I lie down for a while."

"You're still staying in bed just for a while?"

Zhao Shanxin said angrily, and then couldn't help but walk up and sit down by the bed, looking at his brother's handsome face with lowered eyebrows.

"Why did you go to bed so early today?"

She raised her slender hand and touched Zhao Cuo's cheek.

"If you haven't closed your eyes for a long time, you will inevitably want to take a nap."

Zhao Cuo reluctantly smiled at his elder sister. The warm and fragrant nephrite hugging him behind him was really irritating. He could even feel Yan'er's hot breath. The worst thing was that as a normal person, he could no longer bear it.

, the assets of a plump woman cannot be underestimated.

"My sister will feel bad if you do this."

Zhao Shangxin suddenly frowned slightly as he spoke.

"Did you have a fever? Your face is very hot. I'll call the doctor at home to take a look at you."

"How can a practitioner get sick?"

Zhao Cuo said dumbfounded.

His current fever is purely because there is a troublemaker behind him.

Suddenly he remembered what the Queen Mother had said.

"I just practiced a special technique."

As he spoke, Mr. Zhao took his hand out of the quilt and activated the power of the fire Gu, and a bright flame lit up in his palm.

"I see."

The suspicion in Zhao Shangxin's eyes disappeared.

"Since you're going to rest, I won't disturb you too much."

As she spoke, she stood up and prepared to leave, but before Zhao Cuo had time to breathe a sigh of relief, Miss Zhao, who had just taken a few steps, turned around again.

"What do you want to eat tomorrow morning?"

"Sweet potato porridge is fine."

Zhao Cuo's eyelids twitched slightly.

"I'll ask the kitchen people to prepare it for you."

Miss Zhao nodded and turned around to leave again.

"besides……"

When she walked out of the room and was about to close the door, she shot back. Zhao Cuo immediately felt the softness behind him that had just relaxed tightened again, and the intense heartbeat was clearly conveyed to him through his clothes.

"You should drink a little of the soup that my sister makes for you."

Only then did the inaudible sound of the door close sound. Silence returned to Young Master Zhao's bedroom, but this time neither of the two people in the bed moved.

"Go...leave?"

After a long while, Yan'er's crying voice sounded.

"Sister's breath has left the range of my perception."

Zhao Cuo said in a comforting tone.

"call!"

Only then did Madam Yan let out a deep breath, retracted her arms from around his waist, and turned over to lie flat on her back.

"Yan'er has taken advantage of you."

She whispered aggrievedly. No decent woman in this world would be able to accept hugging a man who is not her husband under the covers.

"Now that you dare to lie down as if nothing has happened, do you think you don't take me seriously?"

Zhao Cuo snorted lightly, his tone had become dangerous, as if he was really preparing to do something. A charming and beautiful woman beside him was undefended. How many people can withstand this kind of test?
Chapter completed!