"If the price for your help is to be in the arms of another man, then I would rather not have such help. Han'er, since you know our relationship, why do you want to come out of the cold palace and make me feel uncomfortable?"
Mo Zihan stepped out of Nangong Jin's arms and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I have a way to prevent Yuchi Haotian from touching me at all."
Nangong Jin looked at Mo Zihan in surprise. Ever since Mo Zihan woke up, his whole person has changed. Not only has his personality changed, but his way of doing things and the things he knows are also different.
"Han'er, I've been looking for an opportunity to ask you, when did you see a piano, and when did you learn to play the piano? Why don't I know? Also, you often sent Xinlan to bring orders and asked me to help you.
Looking for medicine, when did you start to understand and study medicine? Why did you suddenly seem to be a different person after you woke up? Also, how can you be sure that Yuchi Haotian will not touch you at all? "
"Uh... well... if I said that a god helped me when I was in a coma, would you believe it?"
Mo Zihan asked shamelessly. Although even she thought this reason was lame, she still hoped that Nangong Jin could believe her. Otherwise, how could she explain it? Saying that she borrowed a corpse to resurrect the soul? If Nangong Jin knew that she was not true at all.
Mo Zihan, in order to prevent the secret from being leaked, he might kill her with one palm.
She looked at Mo Zihan in surprise. It was obviously hard for him to believe what she said. But if he didn't believe it, how could he explain these inexplicable things? Could it be that there was really a god helping her?
"Can you really promise not to let Yuchi Haotian touch you at all?"
Regardless of whether there is help from the gods or she is unwilling to tell him the truth, as long as she does not force herself to cater to Yuchi Haotian, he will be satisfied. If big things succeed in the future and they can really come together, he will definitely build a national temple to thank the gods for all generations.
worship.
"Don't worry, the medicine I prepared is guaranteed to make Yuchi Haotian feel extremely comfortable in his sleep."
Mo Zihan's words made Nangong Jin's face turn red instantly. By the way, why does his Han'er speak so openly now...
"By the way, do you have something important to do when you come to see me tonight?" Nangong Jin asked, changing the awkward topic.
"I want to deal with Xu Huizhen, you deal with Xu Chengzhong."
"Xu Chengzhong must be eliminated, but the Xu family has deep roots in the Chaoyang Dynasty and has intricate relationships. It is not appropriate to uproot them. Although I have many people who can be used, their identities are embarrassing now, and it is not appropriate to intervene in this matter. Once their identities are exposed,
, will face a place of eternal disaster.”
"Is there a killer organization in the world?"
Nangong Jin nodded in affirmation.
"Don't take matters into your own hands and bribe a killer organization with a good reputation. It's hard to be soft.
Threatening those people with the lives of their entire family, they asked them to tell the truth about Xu Chengzhong and put a stamp on it.
There are brave men under heavy rewards, and politics under power. This matter must be done quickly and without mercy. Now Yuchi Haotian wants to kill Xu Chengzhong, but once his father comes back, Yuchi Haotian will have someone to fight against Xu Chengzhong, and he will not rise again.
Murderous intention.
When the Xu family falls and there is no one in the court who can share power with us, you can make your next plan. As for the Queen, I have my own solution, so you don't have to worry."
Listening to Mo Zihan finish the plan in one breath, Nangong Jin was a little dazed. Can he really become so smart with the help of gods?