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Chu Zhao only stayed in the Divine Doctor Hall for half a day, arranged the next matters, and then went to the bank with General Xiao.

Chu Huai and Wang Baobao were now disliked by Murong Xiao, and she did not dare to take them to the palace for dinner.

After talking to the two of them alone in the backyard for a while, Chu Zhao took the opportunity to write a letter to Xie Chengfeng and asked Chu Huai to find a reliable way to send it to Sanqing Temple in the capital.

Because she was afraid that the letter would not be delivered safely to Xie Chengfeng, she did not dare to write the matter in detail. She only said that she would leave for the capital soon and looked forward to meeting him again in the capital.

After leaving the bank, Chu Zhao asked General Xiao if any of his second-rate brothers liked raising birds.

General Xiao's mind worked quickly, and he understood her intention after a moment's thought. He asked her with a smile: "Does it count if you like raising pigeons?"

Chu Zhao's eyes lit up: "Forget it, of course it does. Does your brother have anyone to support him?"

"Yes, he is still training eagles!" General Xiao said.

Chu Zhao's eyes brightened a little: "Where is he? Take me to see him quickly."

General Xiao laughed, pointed to his nose proudly and said: "Far away in the horizon, but close in front of you."

Chu Zhao was really surprised, a kind of surprise that came without any effort.

"You kid, you hid it deep enough!" She patted General Xiao on the shoulder and said.

General Xiao chuckled: "Princess, you deserve the reward. She entertains cats and dogs, and raises flowers and birds. We second-rate people know how to do this kind of non-professional thing, so it's nothing unusual."

"You can't say that." Chu Zhao said sternly, "Anything that can be done to the extreme and can be put to use cannot be regarded as not doing your job properly."

"The princess still knows how to speak. If my father were as open-minded as you, I wouldn't be beaten every day."

Chu Zhao laughed: "I will have a talk with your father when I meet him later."

General Xiao waved his hand: "I can't see you anymore. My father died two years ago."

"Ah?" Chu Zhao was stunned for a moment, then changed his words, "Then when I meet your father in the future, I will have a good talk with him."

General Xiao: "..."

He thought the princess would say something like sorry or condolences to him.

The princess is indeed different from others.

A busy day passed, and after dinner, Chu Zhao finally had some free time.

Just as she was planning to have a good sleep to recuperate herself for the arrival of Prince Wusul, Murong Xiao appeared in front of her ghostly again.

"I am afraid that you will neglect many details about tomorrow's matters, so I will explain them to you again."

Murong Xiao was afraid that Chu Zhao would ask "Why is the prince here again?", so he immediately explained his purpose as soon as he entered the door.

What else could Chu Zhao say, he could only ask the girl to serve him tea and listen to him explain the various precautions in detail.

This lecture reached the second watch of the day. After everything that needed to be said, Murong Xiao still had no intention of leaving.

Chu Zhao yawned and urged him: "I have already remembered it. Prince, please go back quickly. We have to get up early tomorrow."

Murong Xiao also yawned and said casually: "The front yard is so far away, and it will take a lot of time to walk back. In order to save time and sleep a little longer, I will rest here!"

Chu Zhao: "..."

She knew this guy had this evil idea.

"That's fine." Chu Zhao said, "The bed has been made. The prince will sleep first. I..."

"You go to bed first this time." Murong Xiao interrupted her, "You have already taken a bath, what else can you do?"

Chu Zhao had no choice but to catch Anshenxiang again.

"Don't add more, it's just delicious." Murong Xiao said.

Chu Zhao's heart skipped a beat, guessing that he had probably discovered the clue, so he had to put the incense back.

She wanted to find some other excuse, but Murong Xiao suddenly picked her up by the waist and put her on the bed.

"Sleep, and you are not allowed to do anything else." Murong Xiao said, and he also got on the bed, blocking her inside.

Chu Zhao quickly moved inside and kept a distance from him.

"Why are you hiding? I can still eat you, right?" Murong Xiao stretched out his hand to fish her out and held her in his arms. To prevent her from breaking away, he covered her waist with his big hands from behind and put one leg over her to hold her down. Hold her legs.

Chu Zhao was imprisoned in his arms, his face pressed against his neck, his body stiff, not daring to move.

"It's a hot day. Isn't it hot like this, Your Majesty?"

Murong Xiao was indeed a little hot, and her warm breath on his neck made him even hotter.

"It won't be hot anymore if you take it off." He said in a hoarse voice, moving his big hands from Chu Zhao's waist to the front to untie her belt.

Chu Zhao couldn't bear it anymore and struggled to escape.

Murong Xiao grabbed her hand hard to prevent her from struggling.

"You are my wife, and it is your duty to sleep with me. Do you think that I am not worthy of you?"

"I don't." Chu Zhao defended, "Your Majesty, with his heavenly appearance, richness and handsomeness, how can he not be worthy of me? It's just that there is a tough battle to be fought tomorrow. Your Majesty should have a good rest and recharge his batteries."

"I don't need to support you. I have very good energy." Murong Xiao said, lowering his head to find her lips.

Chu Zhao turned his head to avoid it, and then said: "Your Majesty has great energy, but I can't do it. I'm still injured. If I'm tortured by you again, it's hard to say whether I'll be able to get up tomorrow. How can I help you?"

Murong Xiao paused slightly. He knew what Chu Zhao said was reasonable, but now that the warm-smelling soft jade was on the string, how could he let it go?

"I, the king, can be gentler." He called her with a rustling voice, "Chu Zhao, I really miss you."

But Chu Zhao hissed and groaned: "My lord, let go quickly, I'm afraid my wound will open again."

Murong Xiao was startled, and hurriedly let go of her and sat up, bringing a candle from the bedside to light it. Sure enough, he saw that the white cloth wrapped around Chu Zhao's hand had been dyed red with blood.

Chu Zhao also sat up and leaned against the bedside, holding his wrist in pain and frowning, and beads of sweat oozed from his smooth forehead.

Murong Xiao was very embarrassed and said: "I didn't do it on purpose. I was in a hurry and couldn't control my strength."

"It's okay, Your Majesty, don't blame yourself, just bring me some medicine to re-bandage my wounds." Chu Zhao said, "I understand Your Majesty's intentions. Please be patient a little longer and send Prince Wusul away before doing anything else." Late."

Murong Xiao felt even more guilty. He got out of bed to get the bandages and bandaged her wounds himself.

The old cloth strips were untied, revealing a ferocious wound that was bleeding. Murong Xiao's heart shrank suddenly, and he said half distressed and half angry: "I'm just a little beggar. Do you deserve to risk your life to protect me like this? Fortunately, I didn't use it at that time." Use all your strength, otherwise your hand will be useless."

"The prince doesn't know that the little beggar is not an ordinary person. He is very good at business." Chu Zhao said, "I don't want to hide it from the prince. I plan to ask him and Chu Huai to help me snatch all the Chu family's business. My father completely ignored me so that we won’t have to worry about money in the future.”

Murong Xiao was startled and looked at her in disbelief: "Why are you doing this?"

"I want to avenge my mother and myself." Chu Zhao said, "The capital of my father's fortune was my mother's dowry. He also allowed his concubines to poison my mother, causing my mother to die in childbirth, and he treated me as a child. The evildoers were thrown into the Taoist temple for 16 years. They were worse than animals and dehumanized. How could I spare them?"

Murong Xiao was shocked beyond measure.

It turned out that Chu Zhao had been silent all day long, but was secretly planning the Chu family's property and the lives of her biological father and stepmother.

She concealed it so well that if she hadn't said it herself, she would have known nothing about it.

Murong Xiao had mixed feelings, took a deep look at Chu Zhao, packed up the medicine bottles and cloth, and blew out the lamp.

"You can sleep peacefully, I will not force you again."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Chu Zhao thanked him and lay down next to him.

Murong Xiao stared at the roof in the dark, lost in thought. After a while, he asked softly: "Chu Zhao, do you really want to help me conquer the world?"

"Yes!" Chu Zhao answered without hesitation, and silently added in his heart, but this world is not yours, but mine.