Suzhou was still in chaos, so Tang Wanzhuang took over the affairs of the city to deal with the Maitreya Cult, and launched a purge of forces related to the Maitreya Cult and the Lu family in Suzhou.
The Tang family is also in mourning. In the round of sword energy that was unearthed from the evil sword, many people in the Tang family died. There were also casualties in the trampling of each other. Earlier, they were defeated in the confrontation with the Lu family and others.
There were casualties. It may be overdue to say that the Tang family suffered a tragedy, but almost every house had dead people. It is no problem to say that the Tang family's power was greatly reduced.
Even Tang Wangsheng himself was seriously injured in the chaos and was recovering. Tang Buqi took over the responsibility and was dealing with the mess within the family.
Zhao Changhe was lying in the guest courtyard, covered in thick coverings. He was as miserable as Wan Dongliu a few days ago. He was lying on the bed with his eyes wet and couldn't turn his head.
"Sisi, do you want to tie the bandage like this? I always suspect that you did it on purpose..."
Sisi was leaning on a reclining chair on one side, leisurely holding a book of Daxia history and reading it, as if she was replenishing her knowledge. After listening to his question, she lazily replied: "Have fun reading it all."
Who in the Tang family can take care of you, am I the only poor little maid still taking care of you?"
"You are not the maid of the Tang family, you are my maid."
"Yes, yes." Sisi's beautiful eyes rolled around, and she said sweetly: "Then Master, what is that piece of gold foil that you were holding on to when you were changing clothes and applying medicine? Can't you show it to your loyal little maid?
"
"Didn't you tie me to me in anger, but you damned me to death..."
"Then we have to rely on each other for our lives." Sisi Mei said: "Of course, if the master is willing to tell the truth, the meat will not be gold foil, but something else..."
Zhao Changhe's throat made a rumbling sound, and then he frowned: "To be honest, it's the breast shield I made in advance. Do you think it came in handy? It's just Maitreya, it was already in my calculation..."
Sisi curled her lips and did not argue with him.
What kind of protective mirror can be ranked fifth on the local list? Even if it is a protective mirror, it is still a treasure.
But having said that, the gold foil in Zhao Changhe's hand couldn't block her sight. She tilted her head and looked around, but found nothing. It was just an ordinary gold foil. Maybe it was indeed something with a special texture.
It makes sense to put it on your heart specifically as a breast shield.
Regardless of whether it was a treasure or not, Sisi had no intention of snatching it from him openly. On the contrary, the little maid was offended by the way he held on to it. Sisi wrapped the bandage around him and turned him into a rice dumpling.
Even with the gold foil wrapped inside, I sat down and read a book with great satisfaction.
The obviously powerful dragon bird was lying beside the bed, and Sisi didn't even think about snatching it away, let alone a piece of broken gold foil... It's true.
Being wrapped up so tightly that he couldn't move was really uncomfortable for an active person like Zhao Changhe. He didn't lie down for long and started to squirm again: "Hey, Sisi..."
"what?"
"Now that we are so familiar, why don't you wash off your disguise and show me your true face?"
"I'm not familiar with it. Who is familiar with you? Who are you? How long did it take to cook?"
"...I heard people say that this kind of stuff can hurt your skin if you leave it on for a long time."
"Yes, so the real appearance is very ugly, with bumps and bumps. Don't look at it."
Zhao Changhe refused to give up: "Don't bother reading the history books. There is no record of dragons and birds."
Sisi Quantum Speed Reading: "Who told you that I was looking for Longque? Can't I just look at history?"
"Then do you want to know the origin of Longque?"
Long Que: "..."
Sisi finally closed the book and put a smile on her face again: "Master, are you willing to tell me?"
Zhao Changhe coughed dryly and said: "There are three conditions..."
Sisi moved closer to the bed, her fingers hung on the soft flesh of his waist, and said through gritted teeth: "When are you going to give me three conditions? You really think I'm easy to bully, don't you?"
"Wait a minute, I haven't finished talking yet. As long as you can choose one of the three conditions to complete, I will tell you."
Sisi pursed her lips, feeling as if this was still acceptable, so she paused her pinching action and said in a sweet voice: "What do you want me to do first?"
"First, show me your true face."
Sisi hummed twice: "Let's just say the second one."
"Second, take apart my SM bundle, which is like a rice dumpling, and wrap it up more normally. I can't stand it anymore."
"What is Ais Aimu? Forget it, I don't need to explain your dialect, I won't explain it anyway." Sisi smiled and said, "Just go to the third one."
In fact, how could Zhao Changhe be the third one? After all, he just wanted to see his true appearance or take off the bandage. At this moment, he was choked up. Seeing Sisi's smiling face, he couldn't help but burst out of anger. Suddenly
A new one popped up: "Third, kiss me. It's not like you haven't kissed me before."
Sisi's eyes widened.
The next moment, a man's screams came from the living room, and he didn't know which piece of flesh had been pinched. It was extremely miserable.
Tang Wanzhuang, who had just entered the courtyard, slowed down.
Beside the bed in the room, Sisi sat sideways on the bed, pinching the soft flesh of Zhao Changhe's waist with her hands, but her upper body leaned down, her lips almost brushed his cheek, and she moved slowly across such a small distance, hanging on the
On his lips.
Zhao Changhe: convex.
Sisi seemed to realize something. She chuckled and murmured in a charming voice: "You are indeed Sisi's master. He is so injured and still has such strong energy and blood."
The lips are on the lips, and the breath is like orchid.
Place your fingers at your waist and rotate vigorously.
Poor Zhao Changhe was so depressed that his old face was blue and purple, and he simply didn't know what to feel.
"You don't have to pretend anymore, right?" Sisi said in a charming voice: "Yes, that fake red feather is me. What's wrong? Are you happy that I took advantage of you? Do you still feel that Sisi is very slutty in your heart?
"
"No, no...hiss...oh, yes, ow!"
"I want to take out your secrets and even use them for my own use... It's just a matter of passing my breath. I don't have as many rules as you..." Sisi bit her lower lip: "Actually, I only kissed you once.
, do you think that I just kiss people randomly?"
"No, no... I know you are very new, and even a skilled person cannot pretend to be Yue Hongling."
"You also know..."
"..."
"Sisi knows that the master is a smart master...Does the master realize now that you are in the palm of my hand, and it only depends on me to kill or chop you into pieces?" Sisi said softly: "Tell me your secrets, including
Longque, seeing as you and I live and die together, I won’t torture you, okay?”
Zhao Changhe said honestly: "If your torture refers to this situation, with your breasts pressed against me and soft, then please torture me a little more. Ouch~"
"Knock, knock, knock," there was a knock on the door.
Tang Wanzhuang was very moral and did not eavesdrop on purpose. She could not hear clearly what they were whispering on their lips, but it was hard to hear the "hiss" and "ouch" sounds. She really couldn't listen anymore and finally couldn't bear it.
He knocked on the door.
Sisi jumped up instantly as if she had elastic on her waist, straightened her appearance and looked like a well-behaved maid.
Zhao Changhe coughed dryly and said: "The door is unlocked, please come in."
The door opened, and Tang Wanzhuang stood there quietly, looking up and down at Sisi beside the bed, and then at Zhao Changhe, who looked like a rice dumpling. After all, he didn't say anything, but said: "If you want to recuperate...it's better not to be too indulgent.
Very good..."
Zhao Changhe: "..."
Sisi: "..."
"Ahem." Zhao Changhe was very helpless: "You have a lot of things to do, do you still have time to come to my place?"
"Make a rough arrangement. Wei Yang and the others will arrive a little later..." Tang Wanzhuang said softly: "Other details... are not as important as you."
"No!" Zhao Changhe said, "I don't have anything important."
Tang Wanzhuang said: "At least you are the benefactor of the Tang family this time."
"I'm doing it for my friend Tang Buqi, and also for the people of Gusu. I have nothing to do with the Tang family." Zhao Changhe said: "If you thank me for the people, I won't be hypocritical. I will try my best to do good deeds."
I just want to be praised a few words, and I want to be rewarded confidently."
Tang Wanzhuang was a little funny: "What reward do you want? Guarantee that your maid will enter the Sword Emperor's Tomb? Or do you want the evil treasure that Maitreya threw into the pond?"
Sisi always felt that according to the conversation pattern Zhao Changhe had with her just now, what this guy should say is "What I want is you", but what surprised her was that Zhao Changhe was so serious that he was almost a different person from before: "Two
I want all conditions, and I also want you to promise one more thing."
"Please say."
"The Sword Emperor's Mausoleum is now connected, please block it immediately. I know that you will definitely have to investigate afterwards. I will not stop you. Take me and Sisi with you then. But please do not continue to do such things in the future. Instead, you must find
Do whatever you can to isolate it again."
Sisi was stunned for a moment, but Tang Wanzhuang smiled slightly, as if asking deliberately: "Why is this? If you can explore this ancient place in detail for a long time, you may be the one to benefit the most..."
Zhao Changhe said seriously: "Whether it is the Suppressing Demon Division or the Tang family, I can't believe it. If you continue to blindly explore the tomb and cause a big disaster in the rebirth of the Sword Emperor, you and I will both die. Besides..."
He paused and said more heart-wrenchingly: "Are you really sure that Gusu will still be under your control in the future and not Maitreya? Looking at the current situation, even Xia Longyuan dare not say this."
Sisi finally nodded, secretly thinking that this guy is really smart and rational.
But he saw Tang Wanzhuang smiling slightly, stepping forward and sitting on the edge of Zhao Changhe's bed: "I have already started to prepare for this. We will go and see it together after you recover."
As he spoke, he brushed his delicate hands, and the zongzi-like bandage broke inch by inch: "Whoever tied it blindly like this is not good for the injury. I have a special trauma plaster made by the royal family here. Let your maid apply it on you inch by inch. The effect..."
Before she finished speaking, Sisi behind her put her hands on her hips and raised her eyebrows: "This maid only knows how to make rice dumplings! Your Majesty is very clever and good at healing wounds, right? Then please apply it to him yourself and let this maid take a look and keep thanking your benefactor."
How much is this guy willing to do? Is he just going to talk a little bit and let others do it?"
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