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thereafter.

The two touched each other and talked for a long time.

When Zhao Rong talks freely, when he reaches the point of generosity, he waves his sleeves from time to time and leans forward.

Emperor Wei kept his eyes fixed, held his breath and listened carefully, for fear of missing something, and his attitude was solemn and solemn.

And from time to time, Emperor Wei would nod and sigh, clenching his fists and hammering his hands.

Sometimes he would even grab Zhao Rong's sleeve excitedly.

Su Xiaoxiao, who plays "Lan Yuqing" on the side, has a calm posture, proudly silent, and lowered her eyes quietly.

But, at some point.

Miao Mu couldn't help but glance at the other two people.

But all his eyes were focused on the scholar in purple who was scolding Fang Qiu and pointing out the country in front of the king of the vast land at his feet.

The king of Wei on the side was treating him as a disciple and treating him as a scholar of the country.

Su Xiaoxiao couldn't understand what they were talking about.

She has always been ignorant about these machinations that men in the world are extremely passionate about.

But as a woman of the Fox tribe, she has delicate feelings and knows that the person she loves is being respected and admired by others.

This is enough.

The little fox demon slightly raised her white chin, and the corners of her mouth under the purple veil were lightly outlined.

A quarter of an hour later.

Zhao Rong stopped talking and rested for a moment.

Emperor Wei suddenly stood up, saluted and sighed: "Sir's words opened the door for me and made me see the blue sky like clouds and mist."

Later, he handed me a cup of tea with his own hands.

Zhao Rong smiled and said nothing, and took the teacup directly without shirk.

He took a slight sip, turned his head and glanced to the side. Suddenly he seemed to remember something and put down the tea cup.

"Wei Jun, I have an unkind request, I don't know whether to say it or not."

"Why are you so arrogant, sir? You have gifted me with national policies, and I am deeply grateful. Your business is my business, and it is Wei's business. Please tell me."

Zhao Rong smiled.

"Zhuo Jing and I are looking for a magical medicine. I wonder if the great Wei Dynasty has it..."

"What kind of elixir is it?"

Zhao Rong said seriously: "Spicy strips."

Emperor Wei: "..."

Emperor Wei had heard of many spiritual treasures on the mountain, but he had never heard of such a strange name.

He knew these two words separately, but together, well, they felt very mysterious...

Emperor Wei thought for a moment, glanced at Zhao Rong, who looked sincere, and said apologetically: "Sir, can you describe this thing?"

Zhao Rong thought for a while: "This thing is generally in the shape of a long strip, two fingers long, and has a very strong smell. If a mortal takes it orally directly, it will cause pain, but it is as sweet as sugar."

Emperor Wei thought about it carefully, but he still had no impression of it. He opened his mouth and wanted to ask what the magical effect of this object was and why Zhao Rong was looking for it, but he still asked.

"Sir, I have never heard of this rare thing. I don't know if there are spicy strips in Wei Dynasty. How about you stay in Liangjing for a few more days and I send someone to look for it?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Rong turned his head and looked at Su Xiaoxiao.

He sighed with disappointment:

"Oh, I'm sorry to trouble Mr. Wei. Latiao is very important to Zhuo Jing. There is a crucial medicine. Without it, you can't practice it."

Emperor Wei nodded.

"It turns out that Fairy Girl needs spicy strips. She uses such a rare thing to make medicine. I think this medicine must be good. Hey, Fairy Girl knows medical skills?"

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at "Lan Yuqing" aside.

This Blue Fairy Girl really gave him a sense of amazement, and that was only when he saw her beautiful and narrow fox eyes and her beautiful forehead as white as jade.

He even had a strange thought, that is, he hoped that the veil on "Lan Yuqing's" face would never be taken off.

Yes.

It's not that I want to take it off, but I want her not to take it off.

Because of fear of disappointment.

Disappointment that something beautiful in your imagination has been ruined.

Emperor Wei was afraid that the face under the veil would not be worthy of those exquisitely beautiful eyes.

If Zhao Rong knew what he was thinking, he would probably sigh and pat him on the shoulder.

However, although he found something to say, he looked over.

But those eyes that he felt would turn his six palace pink eyes colorless just by looking at them, didn't pay him the slightest attention.

Su Xiaoxiao's eyelids were still slightly drooped, her posture was deserted, and she was quiet and silent.

Emperor Wei smiled awkwardly, but he didn't feel annoyed at all.

After all, I believe that almost any man would unconsciously maximize his tolerance for such stunning beauty.

He just sighed in his heart, the husband and the Lan Xiangu were indeed "talented" and "feminine", which made people enviable.

Zhao Rong watched everything from the side and gave Su Xiaoxiao Su Huxian a thumbs up in his heart.

This acting is really good.

Seeing that the fire was almost done, Zhao Rong coughed lightly.

"Zhuo Jing's medical skills are so-so and trivial. She has been interested in medicine since she was a child and has learned some inherited medical skills of Chongxu Guan.

Well, some time ago, a real person came to the Shangzong of Zhongzhou. He praised Zhuojing's medical skills and wanted to take her back to the Shangzong to practice. However, we had just gotten married and she had a stubborn temper, so she refused."

After speaking, Zhao Rong sighed and looked at Su Xiaoxiao, who was cold and arrogant at the side, with a doting expression.

He raised his hand and scraped the tip of her small nose.

Su Xiaoxiao, who had always been indifferent, was stunned for a moment, then glared at Zhao Rong.

Like anger and shame.

Emperor Wei, who had his mouth full of dog food, looked around at the two people who were gesturing back and forth. For the first time in his imperial study, he felt redundant.

However, Zhao Rong's words just now left him quite speechless.

Being valued by a real Taoist, do you want to bring back the medical skills carefully cultivated by the Shangzong?

You call this so-so?

Wait, such good medical skills...

thereafter.

Emperor Wei asked Zhao Rong for advice on state affairs again.

Soon, Zhao Rong saw that it was almost time, so he stood up and left.

Before leaving, they repeatedly asked Emperor Wei to help them find "Latiao".

Emperor Wei sent them outside the palace, sent eunuchs to escort them out of the palace, and sent people to arrange accommodation outside the palace for Zhao and Rong.

Su Xiaoxiao and Zhao Rong sat in the carriage they came in and slowly left.

inside the car.

The "Lan Fairy" who was cold and arrogant a second ago had casually taken off her purple veil and displayed in front of Zhao Rong the face that made Emperor Wei guess.

Su Xiaoxiao's fox eyes curved into crescents, a slight smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and her clear eyes reflected the other person in the car.

"Zhao Rong, do I look good in my role?"

"Um."

Zhao Rong opened the curtains, looked outside, and answered casually.

"Zhao Rong."

Seeing that Zhao Rong was not paying attention to her, the little girl bit her lip and shouted again in a soft voice.

"Um?"

Zhao Rong turned around.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at his eyes carefully. She was the only one in them at the moment, and she smiled lightly.

"Did we succeed?"
To be continued...