Zuan: "..."
Even with his thick skin, he couldn't help but blush at this moment.
However, noticing Mi Li's slightly flushed cheeks, he calmed down instead: "Empress, I'm a little curious. Now that you're in a soul form, I can understand you changing your clothes, but why are you blushing?"
Mi Li turned around abruptly and glared at him fiercely: "Are you feeling smug? I'll cut off this harmful thing of yours, and then let's see how smug you'll be!"
As he spoke, he made a move, and the Tai'a sword flew directly over, seemingly aiming to slash at his legs.
This terrified Zu An so much that he ran back to bed and pulled the quilt over himself, wrapping himself up tightly. "Empress, don't be impulsive! This concerns your happiness for the rest of your life!"
"Hmm?" Mi Li's eyebrows furrowed, and the Tai'a sword instantly sank two inches.
Zuan hurriedly explained, "I mean, if a lecher like me can't be a man anymore, I'll definitely feel that life has no meaning, and I might just end it all. That would be bad for you, sister."
"A lecherous scoundrel?" Mi Li snorted. "You do have some self-awareness, don't you?"
Seeing that she had put the sword away, Zu An breathed a sigh of relief, while secretly thinking to himself, "Is this sword still mine? Why is she doing everything to me now?"
"Put your clothes on properly, I have something to tell you." Mi Li stood with her hands behind her back, no longer looking at him.
Hearing the seriousness in her tone, Zu'an also put away his playful nature and hurriedly put on his clothes. While dressing, he saw the bright red stain on the bed sheet, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.
He quickly dressed and hurriedly asked, "Sister Empress, what is it?"
Mi Li turned around and saw that his clothes were neat, and her expression softened a bit: "What I want to talk about is the problem with your movement technique. When I saw you fighting with Zhang Han and the others before, your movements were extremely mysterious and elusive. But when you fought with me, your movements seemed to become much more sluggish. Last night, when that Shi Lezhi was chasing you, the same thing happened again. What exactly is wrong with you?"
After all, such amazing movement techniques are a life-saving tool, and she also hopes that Zuan will learn more of these skills.
Speaking of this Zuan, he looked melancholy: "It's all tears when I talk about it. This movement technique seems to have been specially designed for eunuchs."
"Eunuch?" Mi Li was taken aback and subconsciously glanced at his legs, wondering how this guy could be related to eunuchs.
Zuan blushed: "Um, you're not allowed to laugh when I tell you this!"
Mi Li gave a haughty snort: "I have seen countless upheavals and turmoil, how could I possibly laugh at your casual remark?"
What a joke! The training of an empress begins from childhood. Maintaining a blank expression is the most basic requirement. Otherwise, if she suddenly bursts into laughter in front of the court officials, it would be a disgrace to the royal family.
Zuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief before telling her about the "Sunflower Illusion" and the fact that his place had been sealed before.
Mi Li's red lips parted slightly as she listened, her eyes scanning his face and legs with a strange look before she finally burst out laughing.
Zuan was speechless: "You said you definitely wouldn't laugh!"
Seeing his pitiful look, Mi Li's smile grew wider and wider, until she was laughing so hard she was shaking.
Zuan: "..."
Mi Li tried to suppress her laughter: "Sorry, I don't usually laugh unless I can't help it..."
She laughed again before she could finish speaking.
Zuan was furious and embarrassed: "Laugh, laugh, laugh all you want, laugh until you die!"
After a long while, Mi Li finally caught her breath: "I really didn't expect that you had such a tragic past."
Zuan turned his head away: "I don't want to talk to you anymore."
Mi Li leaned closer and said, "Don't be so stingy. Tell me what's bothering you. It will not only ease your mind but also make me happy. It's a win-win situation."
Zuan: "???"
This woman is really good at kicking someone when they're down. If I weren't worried about not being able to beat her, I would have already pinned her to the ground and spanked her.
“No wonder those people looked like that when they found out you gave the Illusionary Lotus to Chu Chuyan. So that’s the medicine you used to unseal her.” Mi Li stretched out her slender fingers, her nails looking as if they were coated with henna, and gently hooked her chin. “You really go all out for a woman.”
Feeling the soft touch on his chin, Zuan was taken aback: "Aren't you a soul? Why can you still feel touch?"
Mi Li withdrew her hand: "Hmph, my current state should be called a half-soul body, somewhere between illusion and substance, and I can feel touch whenever I want."
Zuan was taken aback. Wouldn't that mean he could do some of the things he wanted to do?
*Smack!*
With a crisp sound, the Tai'a sword trembled slightly.
Zuan covered his palm and gasped, "What are you doing?"
"Who told you to have such filthy thoughts?" Mi Li snorted.
Zuan jumped up instantly, pointed at her, and shouted, "You still say you can't read my mind!"
Mi Li glared at him: "I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice. What kind of cunning do you have? I can see right through you."
Zuan asked in confusion, "Then why can you speak to me directly in your mind?"
Mi Li replied calmly, "That's just that the bond of life and death has established a mysterious connection between our souls, allowing them to communicate freely at a unique frequency."
"You even know a word like frequency?" Zuan's eyes widened.
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