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Chapter 1342 The Last Dream(2/2)

"No, she is useful to me."

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While sleeping, Wang Qinghui felt someone holding her waist.

She frowned slightly and murmured: "Your Majesty, this slave is a sinful girl..."

"Do you want to serve in the palace?"

Someone behind me suddenly asked, it was a female voice.

Wang Qinghui suddenly woke up.

"Husband...ma'am?"

"Do you want to serve in the palace?" Quanjiu asked again.

"I...I don't know what Madam is talking about..."

"Listen to me." Quan Jiu said: "I have a way, but in the future, I need your help."

"I really don't know..."

"On the way north, I bribed Liu Mengyan and asked him to speak good words for me in front of the emperor." Quanjiu murmured, "But I alone cannot hold his heart."

As she spoke, she reached out and touched Wang Qinghui's face.

Very hot.

"When the time comes, I'll give you another chance to get the 'King's side with lotus face', okay?"

"lady……"

Wang Qinghui was so frightened that she didn't dare to run away.

Quan Jiu smiled and felt that everything was under control...

She is ready.

However, time passed day by day, but she still could not see Li Xia.

Gradually, she felt more and more restless.

"Why?"

Quan Jiu, who had always been very dignified, began to bite his fingers and muttered to himself every day: "Why don't you come?"

"Madam, it's not good! Duke Yingguo has suffered another epileptic seizure..."

Suddenly, an idea popped into Quan Jiu's mind.

Let Zhao Yu die.

"Yes, as long as Zhao Fu dies, Li Xia will definitely send someone, and I will have a chance to contact him. Yes, I heard that Cao Xi has entered the palace..."

Quan thought about it for a long time, and it became increasingly difficult to hold on to this idea.

When she came to her senses again, she already had a handkerchief wet in the basin.

At this time, Zhao Fu had finished his epilepsy and was lying on the couch.

Quanjiu walked over.

"Don't blame me." She whispered: "Damn it, how many families have been destroyed during your years as emperor..."

The handkerchief was suddenly pressed onto Zhao Fu's mouth and nose.

Zhao Yu woke up with a start and began to struggle.

However, he was too weak. He waved his hands desperately, but was still unable to push Quan Jiu's arm away.

He could only stare at the beautiful and cruel woman in front of him with a pair of frightened and lifeless eyes.

After Quanjiu pressed the button for a short time, he suddenly felt that the person under his palm was unresponsive. When he looked closely, he saw that Zhao Fu maintained a fearful expression and was no longer breathing.

Even Quan Jiu had not thought of how fragile he was.

"Ha? The king of subjugation..."

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A cold and beautiful face was reflected in front of the bronze mirror.

Quan Jiu wore mourning clothes and stared at himself.

This face has a bloodless whiteness, and even the lips look pale.

She then looked around, carefully took out the rouge from her sleeve, and sipped it gently.

Looking at the bronze mirror again, the woman inside instantly became much brighter.

"Your Majesty," she murmured very softly, "I said goodbye at the Lin'an wedding. We haven't seen each other for eight years."



The wind blew through the wind chimes at the corners of the eaves, and all the ashes with paper money flew up.

"I brought up some of the internal weapons storehouse to Cao Cao, the imperial edict, to express my condolences to the late Duke of Ying."

Quan Jiu quickly got up and rushed out, and sure enough he saw Cao Xi.

"My condolences, madam."

"Find a way for me, I want to see His Majesty."

Cao Xi glanced at the coffin placed in the lobby, understood which His Majesty Quan Jiu wanted to see, and said: "Your Majesty has already set off to return to Chang'an."

"What?"

Quanjiu was stunned and asked: "When did it happen?"

"Madam, I don't know how many great things your Majesty has done in these short two months." Cao Xi said: "Now that the construction of the Yellow River has been announced at the court meeting, your Majesty has set off back to Chang'an."

The look in Quanjiu's eyes quickly dimmed, and he murmured: "What about me, what should I do?"

Cao Xi seemed to smile and said with relief: "Madam, don't worry, the world will soon be peaceful and prosperous. Madam can also live a good life... A few days ago, the new minister of the Ministry of Rites, Jiang Xianggong, and the Minister of the Ministry of Industry jointly signed a memorial.

It is said that in order to eliminate the habit of women all over the world relying on men, it is necessary to create a 'tool', and I don't know the specific slave, but in short, madam, don't be too nervous."

Quan Jiu just shook his head.

Cao Xi babbled for a long time, then she suddenly picked up his collar.

"Where's Liu Mengyan? Didn't he advise me? I told him clearly that Li Xia and I are old acquaintances. Do you know? How many men did we, harem women, get to see when we were young? Did Liu Mengyan

Tell Li Xia?!"

Cao Xi was startled and kept waving his orchid fingers.

"Mrs. Yingguo, don't be like this... everything has passed... the Song Dynasty has died, and the past has passed... You have to live a new life, Mrs. Yingguo..."
Chapter completed!
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