Gusu is still in chaos, Tang Wanzhuang took over the task of dealing with the Maitreya Sect in the city and began to clean up the Maitreya Sect and the Land Family's connections.

The Tang family is also in a state of mourning. Many people in the Tang family died from the sword energy released by the Shajian. There were also casualties from the internal conflicts within the family and the continuous defeats against the Land Family and others. The tragedy of the Tang family may have passed, but almost every household has lost someone, so it is true that the power of the Tang family has greatly declined.

Even Tang Wangsheng himself was seriously injured in the chaos and is currently recuperating. Tang Buqi took over the responsibility and is dealing with the internal mess of the family.

Zhao Changhe lay in the guest room, wrapped tightly in bandages, just like Wan Dongliu a few days ago. He lay on the bed with his eyes rolling and his head unable to turn.

"Si Si, do you really have to wrap the bandages like this? I suspect you did it on purpose..."

Si Si sat on a recliner by herself, holding a book about the history of Daxia and reading it leisurely, as if she was cramming knowledge. She lazily replied to his question, "Just enjoy yourself. With the entire Tang family busy, who has time to take care of you? Only this poor little maid like me is still looking after you."

"You're not a Tang family maid, you're my maid."

"Yes, yes, yes." Si Si's beautiful eyes turned and she said affectionately, "Then, Master, when you change clothes and apply medicine, can I take a look at the gold foil that you're holding onto so tightly? Can't you let your loyal little maid have a look?"

"Didn't you angrily stick it on me already? It's so damn uncomfortable..."

"If we're relying on each other, it should stick to the flesh." Si Si said with a charming voice, "Of course, if Master is willing to tell the truth, what sticks to the flesh won't be gold foil, maybe it will be something else..."

Zhao Changhe's throat gurgled, and then he quickly choked, "The truth is that it's a protective mirror I prepared in advance. You see, it came in handy against Maitreya. I had already calculated everything..."

Si Si pursed her lips and didn't argue with him.

Even if it's just a protective mirror, it's still a treasure that can withstand the attack of the second-ranked person on the Earth List.

But speaking of which, Zhao Changhe couldn't block his line of sight with the gold foil in his hand. Si Si turned her head and looked around, but she didn't find anything special. It was just an ordinary piece of gold foil. It's possible that it's just a special material that he deliberately placed on his chest as a protective mirror. That makes sense.

It can be hard to make great work when its stolen from "pawread dot com".

Regardless of whether it's a treasure or not, Si Si didn't plan to openly snatch it from him. On the contrary, his stubbornness in holding onto it irritated the little maid. Si Si wrapped him up like a zongzi, including the gold foil, and then lay down satisfied to read her book.

Clearly, the powerful Longque was right beside the bed, but Si Si didn't plan to steal it, let alone a piece of gold foil... really.

Being tightly wrapped and unable to move, it was uncomfortable for Zhao Changhe, who was a restless person. He couldn't lie still for long and started to roll around, "Hey, Si Si..."

"What's wrong?"

"Now that we're so familiar, can you remove the disguise and let me see your true face?"

"We're not familiar, who said we're familiar? Who are you anyway? How long have we known each other?"

"...I heard that this kind of thing can damage the skin if applied for too long."

"Yes, so my true face is very ugly, full of pits and bumps, don't look."

Zhao Changhe still didn't give up, "You don't need to keep reading the history book. There's no record of Longque in it."

Si Si speed-read, "Who said I'm looking for Longque? Can't I just read history?"

"Do you want to know the origin of Longque?"

Longque: "..."

Si Si finally closed the book and smiled again, "Will Master tell me?"

Zhao Changhe coughed, "There are three conditions..."

Si Si moved closer to the edge of the bed, her fingers hovering over the soft flesh around his waist, and said through gritted teeth, "Why are there still three conditions at this point? Do you really think I'm easy to bully?"

"Wait, I haven't finished yet. As long as you can choose one of the three conditions to complete, I will tell you."

Si Si pouted, feeling like she could accept this. She temporarily stopped pinching his flesh and said affectionately, "Then, Master, please give your orders."

"First, let me see your true face."

Si Si hummed twice, "Just skip to the second one."

"Second, untie the SM bondage that's like a zongzi on me and wrap it up normally. I can't stand it anymore."

"What does 'Aisai Amu' mean? Forget it, I don't need an explanation for your dialect. Anyway, I won't untie it." Si Si smiled mischievously, "Just tell me the third one."

Actually, Zhao Changhe didn't have a third condition. In the end, he just wanted to see Si Si's true face or untie the bandages. But now he was choked up by her. Seeing Si Si's mischievous smile, he suddenly came up with a new condition, "Third, give me a kiss. After all, we've already kissed before."

Si Si widened her eyes.

The next moment, a man's scream came from the guest room. It's unclear which part of his flesh was pinched, but it sounded extremely miserable.

Tang Wanzhuang, who had just entered the courtyard, slowed down her pace.In the room, Sisi sat on the edge of the bed, pinching Zhao Changhe's waist, leaning down with her upper body, her cherry lips almost touching his cheek, slowly moving closer to his lips.

Zhao Changhe: (speechless)

Sisi smiled mischievously, her voice soft and charming: "You truly deserve to be Sisi's master. Even though you're injured, your vitality is still so strong."

Lips on lips, breath mingling.

Fingers on waist, rotating forcefully.

Poor Zhao Changhe's face turned purple, not knowing what emotions he should feel.

"Aren't you pretending anymore?" Sisi's voice was seductive. "Yes, that fake Hongling was me. What's wrong? Are you happy that you took advantage of me? Do you still think I'm promiscuous in your heart?"

"No, no... Ah... Yes, yes!"

"I wanted to uncover your secrets, and even use them for my own benefit... It's just a small test. I won't confine myself like you all... with so many restrictions." Sisi bit her lip. "Actually, I've only kissed once like this. Don't tell me you think I casually kiss people all the time?"

"No, no... I know you're inexperienced, you can't imitate Hongling."

"You know that..."

"..."

"Sisi knows that the master is a smart master... Do you realize now that you're in my hands? Whether I kill you or torture you is just a thought away." Sisi's voice softened. "Tell me your secrets, including the Dragon Sparrow. Considering that we've gone through life and death together, I won't torture you anymore, okay?"

Zhao Changhe honestly said, "If your torture means being pressed against my chest like this, it would be nice if you tortured me a little more. Ah~"

Knock, knock, knock. The sound of knocking on the door.

Tang Wanzhuang had fulfilled her sense of righteousness and didn't intentionally eavesdrop. She couldn't hear what they were whispering at the corner of their lips, but the "ah" and "oh" sounds were hard to ignore. Unable to bear it any longer, she finally knocked on the door.

Sisi sprang up like a spring on her waist, quickly tidying herself up to look like a well-behaved maid.

Zhao Changhe dryly coughed, "The door isn't locked, please come in."

The door opened, and Tang Wanzhuang stood there quietly, her gaze scanning Sisi on the bed from head to toe, then looking at Zhao Changhe, who resembled a rice dumpling. In the end, she didn't say much, only saying, "If you're recovering... it's better not to indulge too much..."

Zhao Changhe: "..."

Sisi: "..."

"Cough." Zhao Changhe was helpless. "You have so many things to do, yet you have time to come here?"

"I'll make a rough plan. If it's too late, the Weiyang family will also arrive..." Tang Wanzhuang whispered, "Other trivial matters... are not as important as you."

"Don't!" Zhao Changhe said, "I'm not important."

Tang Wanzhuang said, "At least this time, you are a benefactor of the Tang family."

"I did it for my friend, Tang Buqi, and also for the people of Suzhou. I have no relationship with the Tang family." Zhao Changhe said, "If you want to thank me on behalf of the people, I won't be falsely modest. I work hard to do good deeds because I want to be praised, and I have the right to demand compensation."

Tang Wanzhuang found it amusing. "What kind of compensation do you want? Do you want your maid to enter the Sword Emperor's Tomb? Or do you want the treasure of evil energy that Maitreya threw into the pool?"

Sisi always felt that according to the conversation style Zhao Changhe had with her just now, he should have said, "I want you." But to her surprise, Zhao Changhe was serious and completely different from before. "I want both conditions, and I also want you to promise me one thing."

"Please speak."

"The Sword Emperor's Tomb is already connected. Please seal it immediately. I know that you will definitely investigate afterwards, and I won't stop you. At that time, take me and Sisi with you, but afterwards, please stop doing such things and find a way to isolate it again."

Sisi was stunned for a moment, but Tang Wanzhuang smiled slightly and deliberately asked, "Why? If this ancient site can be explored for a long time, perhaps you would benefit the most..."

Zhao Changhe said seriously, "I don't trust either the Demon Suppression Bureau or the Tang family. If they continue to blindly explore the tomb, it may cause a great disaster when the Sword Emperor is reborn. At that time, both you and I will die. Besides..."

He paused and said more ruthlessly, "Can you be sure that in the future, Suzhou will still be under your control and not Maitreya's? Judging from the current situation, even Xia Longyuan doesn't dare to say such words."

Sisi finally nodded, secretly thinking that this guy was truly wise and rational.

But Tang Wanzhuang smiled gently, walked forward gracefully, and sat on the edge of Zhao Changhe's bed. "I have already started preparing for this matter. I'm just waiting for you to recover so we can go together."

As she spoke, her delicate hand brushed past, and the bandages that resembled rice dumplings broke inch by inch. "Who tied them like this? It's not good for your injuries. I have a special royal ointment for external injuries. Let your maid apply it to you. The effect..."Before her words could even fall, Sisi behind her put her hands on her hips, her eyebrows furrowed in annoyance: "A maid only knows how to wrap rice dumplings! The Headmaster is so skillful and good at healing, right? Then please do him the favor of applying the medicine yourself. Let this maid see just how much this guy who keeps thanking his benefactor is willing to do. Is he just all talk, always letting others do the work!"

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