The female Xiuyi who led the way showed disdain when she heard this. She was indeed a prodigal.
She couldn't even understand that this kind of prodigal son, who had nothing to offer except good looks and wealth, was worthy of being received by adults in person?
As soon as she entered the hospital, Poison Girl habitually released her spiritual realm to avoid any dangers lurking in the dark.
But as soon as she was released, she was pushed back by another tyrannical consciousness.
The poisonous girl's face became cautious, which meant that there was at least one land immortal with equal strength to her in this small courtyard that looked like a cold palace.
Poisonous Girl once again tried to release her, but the opponent still pushed back without mercy, and the two even started a contest in the invisible realm of consciousness.
After the two went back and forth, a stalemate broke out.
After a while, the two seemed to reach an agreement silently, and each took back his own consciousness. The other party did not explore Wu Zhongxian, and the poisonous girl did not explore the embroidery table.
The poisonous girl wiped the sweat from her forehead, feeling pain in her head.
Of course, this is not because the poisonous girl is inferior to the other party, but because she is not good at this.
She is good at poison, and she may not be able to win in a single fight with land gods of the same level.
But if there is a melee between the two sides, the poisonous girl will definitely be able to crush the opponent.
Moreover, Poison Girl can cause continuous damage, just like Bian Que, she can make you run away and then die.
Therefore, if any land god had a choice, he would not be willing to fight an opponent like Poison Girl.
The embroidery table may not look very conspicuous from the outside, but it is a unique place inside.
As soon as you enter the hall, you feel like you are in a collection library. The pillars of the hall look like they are made of stacks of books, spiraling upward in circles.
To the left, right, front and back, wherever you can see, there are huge bookshelves seven or eight meters high, with various books, files, and materials arranged in order.
Among them are silk cloth, paper, bamboo slips, etc.
There is an open area in the middle, and the wooden floor is bright and shiny, making no sound at all when people step on it.
Female embroidered messengers of different shapes were busy barefoot in the main hall, but they made almost no sound. It was as quiet as the Yinming Hall.
"Do you only accept mutes here?"
Wu Zhongxian pretended to be confused and said, "Or will I be beheaded if I speak here?"
This environment is too depressing. They don't speak or walk without making a sound. Over time, these women will suffer from psychological problems!
He is not at all silver-tongued. It seems that not every officer is as considerate to his female subordinates and caress them from time to time.
When he said this, the other embroidered clothes didn't even look at him, they still lowered their heads and were busy with their own work.
The girl Xiuyi who led him didn't speak to him, and she didn't say a word to remind him.
"Hehe, it seems he is not mute, but deaf!"
As soon as Wu Zhongxian said these words, people in Xiuyi immediately raised their heads and looked at him.
These women in embroidered clothes originally looked up with angry expressions, but when they saw Wu Zhongxian's appearance, the angry red light instantly turned into green light.
Good guy, you are really holding yourself back and going crazy!
Also, I haven't seen a male creature since I came in.
"Better keep your head down!"
Wu Zhongxian glanced at the women embroidering clothes and shook his head with a look of helplessness on his face.
When you don't look at their faces, their embroidered clothes are tight, their figures are slim, and they are exquisite, which makes people endlessly daydream. ⑧①ZW.????m
As soon as I raised my head, my reverie instantly turned into blind imagination and my fantasy was shattered.
After all, the Daqin Embroidery Station is a serious intelligence and regulatory agency, not a work and entertainment-style enjoyment structure like Wu Zhongxian's.
Da Qin embroidery station selects talents based on ability and loyalty, and appearance is not a factor at all.
"Sir, we are here."
The female embroiderer led Wu Zhongxian through the main hall of the main hall, walked to the door of a room at the back, and bowed to report.
"Come in!"
A female voice came from inside, giving concise and decisive instructions.
Wu Zhongxian nodded, and his voice sounded okay. It was somewhat similar to Feng Zhu's, with an air of coolness that was otherworldly.
Pushing open the door, the embroidered woman stretched out her hand to guide him.
Wu Zhongxian walked in with his hands behind his back. Poison Girl was about to follow, but Xiu Yi stopped him with his hand.
"I want to follow my young master!"
The poisonous girl looked slightly cold and said in a deep voice.
"Embroidery table, how can you allow a servant like you to be so presumptuous?"
The woman wearing embroidered clothes scolded him sternly.
This is her adult's room. Even if you let this pretty boy go in, you, a servant who is just a follower, still want to go in?
What a big spring and autumn dream.
They adults have quirks, but they and their cronies are not allowed to enter this room, so they can only report it outside the door.
This pretty boy is pretty good-looking, but she won't say anything when he goes in. Does a mere lowly boy deserve to go in?
"Seventeen, let her in!"
Wu Wuyou's voice came out again.
Land gods should also be a bit thin-faced on the embroidery stage.
When the female Xiu Yi, codenamed Seventeen, heard this, her face looked uglier than when she saw Po Nu.
Is this little guy worthy? Is she more worthy than me?
However, she was unconvinced by the Lord's words and did not dare to show it, so she could only retreat.
Poison Girl was not complacent, but more cautious, which showed that the other party knew her strength.
But she didn't feel any cultivation on the other side, which meant that the other side was either so powerful that he could hide it so even the land gods of the same realm couldn't detect it.
Either the land god who had confronted her before had informed him of her strength.
And Wu Wuyou knew that she was a land god, yet he dared to let her stay, which showed that this woman's methods were not simple.
There are bookshelves on three sides of the room, and there are stacked mats on the floor, the kind that Shikuni Gakuin, who was good at photographing infantrymen, renamed as tatami after he left.
Wu Wuyou sat cross-legged in the back. There was a low table in front of her. There was nothing else on the table except pen, ink, paper, inkstone and seals.
This is a workaholic with no emotion at all.
Looking closely at the layout and decorations of the room, Wu Zhongxian could see what postures Wu Wuyou could achieve.
The two looked at each other, one was condescending, and the other was sitting cross-legged as steady as a mountain. Their eyes intertwined, as if the sound of an iron horse ringing in their ears.
For a moment, the two of them looked away at the same time. Wu Wuyou remained cold and dignified, and Wu Zhongxian still maintained his cynical persona.
"Is this Mr. Wu, the rich man of the Ming Dynasty Wu Jingxian?"
Wu Wuyou asked knowingly.
Wu Zhongxian laughed and said: "Haha, I don't dare to be rich, it's just a mountain of gold and silver!"
"Is this beautiful sister who looks like a fairy descending from the earth the same as the legendary sister Wu Wuyou, the cold-faced Rakshasa who is the first person under the Empress of Qin?"
Wu Wuyou's face was expressionless, and he looked at Wu Zhongxian's talk with a cold expression.
There was no anger when the other party called her a nickname, and there was no joy when the other party praised her appearance.
Wu Zhongxian knew that he had met his match. This was a difficult woman!
However, he likes difficult challenges, which makes playing more exciting.
