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He Pingchuan's expression suddenly changed and he said solemnly: "What nonsense are you talking about? This is impossible."

"How is it impossible?" He Yunjie said, "Is it still so difficult for my father to accept it now?"

He Pingchuan said nothing, his brows furrowed into a deep frown.

He Yunjie walked slowly to the back wall and looked out of the window habitually.

It's a pity that this is a prison cell, not Wenyuan Pavilion, and there are no wide and bright windows.

But he still didn't look back, staring at the wall as if there was really a window there.

"Father, don't doubt or deceive yourself anymore. Princess Jingnan is Emperor Xihe." He said slowly, his voice still as cold and melodious as floating ice and broken snow, and like the sound of Buddha chanting sutras, in the dimness. The light echoed in the cell.

"Put down Wusu'er, relieve the siege of Yong County, capture Huguang, and kill the King of Liang. Even though he knew that the rebellion in the northwest was a trap, he did not hesitate to let the King of Jingnan send troops. He knew that the plague in the east of the city was deceitful, but he was still willing to risk his life to go there. My father wanted to Think about it, if it weren't for Emperor Xihe, which woman would have such courage to act vigorously and resolutely, and which woman would have such compassion and compassion?"

"..." He Pingchuan glanced at him with a complicated expression, "Why does it sound like you are praising her to me?"

He Yunjie choked: "I just tell the truth and discuss things as they are, because there is no woman in the world who can do what she does."

"So?" He Pingchuan asked, "You mean, because she is Emperor Xihe, because she is too strong and invincible, we have to give up what we are about to get and give everything back to her?"

"Of course not." He Yunjie turned around and said solemnly, "We have done so many things, but even if we surrender to her, she will not let us go. We can't look back, and turning back is a dead end, so we just Only by working harder, harder and more unscrupulously than before can we gain a greater chance of winning."

He Pingchuan pinched his eyebrows: "Do you think we can still win, if she is really Emperor Xihe?"

"Yes." He Yunjie said, "As long as we are ruthless enough."

Now, compared with Chu Zhao, perhaps their only advantage is ruthlessness.

As long as you are cruel enough and unscrupulous enough, you will have a chance to defeat her.

He Pingchuan looked at his son, and watched as an evil smile gradually appeared on his Bodhisattva-like face, as if a devil had taken over his body at this moment.

But it only took a moment for him to return to his original state, turning back into the calm and gentle fairy boy.

His son, who has always been the strongest, should be a big shame for him to be defeated by a woman this time, right?

"You also want to be more open-minded." He Pingchuan said, "Since you have identified her as Emperor Xihe, there is nothing to be ashamed of losing to her."

He Yunjie: "..."

Dad is so comforting.

He Pingchuan probably felt that his comfort was not good enough, and he touched his beard awkwardly: "Okay, I'm leaving. I will find a way to wipe out King Jingnan's army. Without Jingnan's army, who is the reincarnation of the emperor? , and you can’t conquer the world with your bare hands.”

"Okay, then I'll wait for the good news from my father." He Yunjie nodded and finally said, "The scope of the disease can be expanded if necessary, as long as it does not spread in the city."

"..." He Pingchuan had already turned around. Hearing this, he couldn't help but look back at him, but in the end he opened the door and walked out without saying anything.

This son is indeed ruthless.

The door closed and silence returned to the cell. He Yunjie blew out the light and locked himself in darkness.

He wanted to remember this darkness, the shame and the lesson that woman gave him.

However, when he closed his eyes, a joking voice suddenly sounded in his ears——

"Let's go, brother Yunjie."

"Brother Yunjie is angry?"

He sat up suddenly and covered his heart in the darkness.

How could he suddenly think of this at this time?

He must be suffering from a demonic disease.

……

Chu Zhao was busy until the second night, when A Ao forcibly carried him back to the room due to lack of physical strength.

It's not that she doesn't want to stop, it's just that there are too many patients, and dozens of doctors can't handle them all.

She thought she was not a soft-hearted person, but facing the faces that were tortured and twisted in pain, she really couldn't leave them to sleep.

"If you don't sleep and are exhausted, they will have no one to care about you."

Aao used a tough attitude that he had never seen before, and pushed her down on the chair. He untied her coat without any explanation, took it off one by one and threw it behind the door until only the white middle coat was left. , then he sat her on the edge of the bed, wrapped her in a quilt, and soaked her feet, which were so cold that she lost consciousness, into the steaming wooden basin.

"Hiss!" Chu Zhao was so hot that he took a breath at first. When he got used to the water temperature, he squinted his eyes again, "Oh, it feels so comfortable. Is it the water boiled with mugwort..."

Aao ignored her and brought the washbasin over, took off her mask, soaked the handkerchief and wiped her hands and face himself.

The warm veil steamed and stretched out every pore on his face. Chu Zhao was so comfortable that he couldn't bear to refuse, humming and enjoying his service.

"For the sake of two basins of hot water, I will forgive your rudeness!" She said with a smile, her half-closed eyes filled with mist.

Aao still ignored him, took the basin aside, took a small stool and sat down to help her wash her feet.

"Hey..." Chu Zhao was startled and instinctively wanted to hide away.

"Don't move!" Aao used some strength to press her feet into the basin.

The water in the basin swayed due to the two people's movements, and Chu Zhao's heart swayed as well.

"You've been standing all day and you're cold again. If you don't rub it, you won't be able to walk tomorrow." A'ao's attitude was unquestionable. He picked up one of her feet and put it on his lap, holding it with both hands. Knead slowly and firmly.

"Oh, oh..." Chu Zhao didn't know whether it was comfortable or uncomfortable, and couldn't help but groan.

Aao glared at her with a helpless and annoyed look.

Chu Zhao was humming lively when he suddenly saw his eyes and stood there with his mouth open.

I think back then, Xiao Chi would pinch her feet like this after a day of fighting. While doing so, he would angrily blame her for not hiding behind him during the fight.

He said, I don't feel sorry for you, I feel sorry for myself, because I don't plan to get along with anyone else in this life. If you unfortunately die in battle, won't I have to be a bachelor for the rest of my life?

He said, Chu Zhao, if you dare to let me beat you up, I won't be able to spare you even if I chase you to the King of Hell's Palace...

"Why didn't you scream?" A'ao rubbed it a few more times before realizing that Chu Zhao was no longer moving. He raised his head and looked into her red and tearful eyes.

A'ao suddenly panicked, and his tough attitude disappeared instantly: "Princess, what's wrong with you? Did I use too much force and hurt you?"

Chu Zhao didn't speak, tears suddenly fell down.

Aao panicked even more and said timidly: "I was wrong, Princess, don't cry, can I be gentler?"

"No, I'm going to be serious." Chu Zhao choked out, and suddenly reached out to hold his face, "Xiao Chi, is it you? It must be you, right? Tell me quickly, is it you, isn't it? you?"