Raise your right hand slightly upward.
The meaning is clear: Do you want it?
Ying Wuji: “…”
For the first time in his life, he felt the feeling of being suffocated by the atmosphere.
The corners of his mouth trembled: "Zhao Ning doesn't know about this, right?"
Zhao Ji shook his head: "She doesn't know, don't let her know in the future!"
Ying Wuji: “…”
He seemed to understand the meaning of this drop of Emperor Zhuanxu's blood.
strength!
threaten!
Guilt!
Strength. If this drop of blood is refined, the cultivation level of the fetal transformation state will surely advance by leaps and bounds.
Threat, if a drop of Emperor Blood can make him so powerful, how powerful will Ying Wuque, who has truly awakened his bloodline, be? He was pointing a finger at himself to completely stop the idea of going back.
And the guilt...
For the royal family and aristocratic families, bloodline is the basis of their innate superiority. For them, having their bloodline taken away is almost the same as being disabled for life.
Just think about it, organ transplantation alone is enough to make people feel guilty.
Now, Ying Wuji is facing more than a dozen princesses undergoing organ transplants together.
If you really want to leave in the future, will you be able to live with your conscience?
Even if you are sure you won't leave in the future, can you take it away with peace of mind?
What will be your reaction when you see those princesses in the future?
He felt that Zhao Ji was exaggerating a bit, because from the current situation, Tangtang's talent was so abnormal, it might be because she accepted the emperor's blood. Zhao Ling didn't know whether he accepted it or not, but at least he was spared.
But he still couldn't bear this drop of blood.
Ying Wuji felt his head swelling up and rubbed his hair: "How can I dare to accept this?"
Zhao Ji smiled and said, “You are such a person!”
Ying Wuji grinned: "You really have me in your hands."
Zhao Ji stood up slowly: "I just want to tell you, as long as you completely give up the little thoughts in your heart and truly work together with the Zhao family, I will give you as much sincerity as you want.
But I see that you are under a lot of pressure right now, but don't worry, you are still a long way from breaking through the fetal transformation stage, you have plenty of time to think about it, I will keep this drop of emperor blood for you for the time being."
"Thank you, Father!"
Ying Wuji bowed respectfully. Although he did not accept this drop of imperial blood, his visit today had greatly changed his view on the relationship between himself and the Zhao family.
well……
Zhao Ji patted his shoulder and said, "Just go for it. I'll support you. Don't worry!"
Ying Wuji nodded: "Yes!"
"Go back and rest! Remember the matter of the Emperor's Blood, and don't tell Ning'er."
"Yes! Father, you should also go to bed early."
Ying Wuji wanted to run away, but suddenly thought of a question: "Oh, by the way, father! I heard that the format of this Hundred Schools Conference has been changed. The previous method of separate preaching has been cancelled and it has been changed to a fixed-topic debate. It is said that this topic was decided by you and the other teachers. Can you..."
Zhao Ji frowned and said, "If you want to fight for your teacher's seat, then show your real talent and knowledge. You actually thought of letting Gu Tou question, what a shame for your teacher! Get out!"
"Get out if you want!"
Ying Wuji bared his teeth, turned around and left Chongli Palace.
Seeing Ying Wuji coming out, Zhao Xin couldn't help but ask: "Prince Consort! What did you say to His Highness? Why can't I hear a word!"
"It's strange that you can hear it!"
Ying Wuji waved his hand helplessly: "Let's go! Go home!"
When getting on the carriage at the palace gate, he suddenly pointed to the side and asked, "Hey? Isn't this the mansion of that earl? How come..."
Zhao Xin chuckled: "This is the Prince Consort's residence now! Prince Consort, after you get married, you must leave a room for me!"
Ying Wuji: “…”
Oh shit!
The favors I owe to others are increasing.
…
Li's Villa.
Li Caitan was wearing a long gauze dress, half-sitting leaning against a low table, holding a wine jug on her old shoulders, tilting her head back to pour wine between her own red lips.
The autumn night breeze blew, her long skirt swayed in the wind, her long hair fluttered on her temples, her eyes were hazy, and she looked extremely beautiful.
"sand……"
"sand……"
"sand……"
There was a sound of footsteps.
Li Caitan looked in the direction of the voice and saw his coachman, you, walking towards him with a smile on your face.
The coachman has a very low status and cannot enter the yard. This is the rule.
However, Li Caitan did not mean to scold him.
"Miss, it's time to go to bed!"
The driver had a smile on his face as he looked at her scantily clad body unscrupulously, but there was no lust in his eyes.
Li Caitan was a little unhappy: "Next time you see me, can you change to a nice-looking body, so that I can still be happy with you, this is really disgusting."
The driver looked disappointed. He sat down at the other end of the low table, snatched Li Caitan's wine jug, and took a sip from the spout.
“Hiss…”
He grinned in pleasure: "I have possessed some handsome men and beautiful women before, but later I found that sex is just like that, not as interesting as drinking! Here, if you don't believe me, take a sip!"
Li Caitan glanced at the spout of the pot he had just held, and pushed it away with a look of disgust: "Drink it yourself!"
"whispering sound……"
The driver snorted and started drinking again.
Li Caitan looked at him and said, "By the way...are you a man or a woman?"
The driver asked back, "Don't you know that it's a taboo to ask about your superiors?"
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