One flower one world, one leaf one bodhi. When Zhang Xiaoyi opened his eyes again, he found that he had arrived in another world.
Late Yuan Dynasty, heroes rising everywhere, his soul from hi...
But it was the first time for Han Zhaoke to do such a thing in such an environment.
She said a little nervously: "Sir, it's not good here. Why don't we go back to the room? Tonight, no matter what you want, I will satisfy you."
Zhang Wuji smiled and said, "What's wrong with that? We should try a new environment. It would be boring to stay in bed all the time..."
The shameless life began again, but what they didn't know was that Zhu'er had been watching them all day.
Zhu'er knew Zhang Wuji too well, she knew that Zhang Wuji would definitely bring Han Zhao here tonight.
Zhu'er's bad habit of peeping is probably difficult to change. If Zhou Zhiruo doesn't really teach her a lesson, she will probably never learn her lesson.
Han Zhao's cry was heard in an instant. Zhu'er watched and listened, feeling very refreshed.
At this moment, Zhu'er was just worried that Zhang Wuji couldn't let go. Otherwise, Zhu'er wouldn't mind the three of them taking a bath together.
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Seven days later at night, Zhao Min hurried back to Dadu.
The imperial city of the Yuan Dynasty was exactly as she had imagined, and was now in chaos.
Especially those so-called royal relatives, the loss of Longcheng made them think that Dadu was about to fall.
Many of them have already started transferring their property.
Faced with these powerful people and royal relatives, Zhao Min felt helpless.
Think about how powerful our ancestors were when they conquered this country. Now look at the present. As powerful as our ancestors were back then, their descendants are so incompetent.