(MTL)Every time I wake up in the arms of the villain (through the book)

Chapter 32

Chapter 32

    The morning light is slightly dewy, and the dark green leaves outside the courtyard are still stained with dewdrops.

    At this time, the people of the Jingnan Palace were already busy. The courtyard was covered with red brick walls, and on the sheep intestines path covered with cobblestones, there were still several housemaids spraying water.

    Not far away, Zhao Sui was dressed in a dark purple official robe with a python entwined with a cold body, and his handsome and cold face was full of tiredness.

    Wu Jin pursed his lips and knew that he was unhappy, but he only dared to follow carefully, not daring to say more.

    Prince Zhao Yan's ascension to the throne is weak and weak, and he is the target of public criticism.

    I have long known that the emperor is ruthless, but I don't think that it has only been a few days, and this new emperor has begun to covet the military power in the hands of his master.

    I am afraid that Zhao Sui himself did not expect that the prince would be so anxious after he ascended the throne, and he was summoned in a hurry last night to persuade him to give up the power in his hands.

    Fortunately, the master of his own family was already tired of this officialdom, and had long thought of retiring to the countryside.

    Wu Jin felt a lot more relieved when he thought about it like this. His own master didn't care about these things. It was pickled things that didn't go well with his hands, and he didn't want to care about it.

    He looked at the tired face of the man in front, and reminded in a low voice, "Your Highness, the road was hard yesterday, you might as well go to the house and rest for a while."

    Zhao Sui entered the study, straightened the slightly pleated wide sleeves, and raised his eyebrows as if remembering What: "What about the people who brought them back from the mountain yesterday?"

    Wu Jin froze when he asked this question, thinking that he ordered someone to take care of him yesterday, but he didn't ask about the funeral, and could only report truthfully: "Last night, my subordinates handed over the people to me. I don't know how to give Liu Fengliuyu two girls now?"

    Zhao Sui wondered: "What did you say?"

    "I asked the two girls to clean up the room and come out, and then..."

    Zhao Sui snorted and interrupted him Words: "Guest room?"

    There was no smile in the man's eyes, and Wu Jin felt guilty for a while. He had forgotten the reason why this girl entered the mansion.

    Thinking of the arrogant and arrogant master of the family, this girl was the first person who dared to scold him with confidence, and she was still able to "live" until now.

    Wu Jin bowed his head: "This subordinate knows it's wrong, this subordinate will go now..."

    Zhao Sui shook his head and looked at him: "It's just a bold girl of unknown origin, you don't have to worry too much."

    Wu Jin pursed his lips, feeling that he Some grievances.

    This is what he is willing to worry about, and it is not your old and small belly holding grudges.

    "This subordinate knows what to do."

    He nodded and resigned, not letting go of Zhao Sui's playful eyes that flashed by, wondering if he should teach that girl a good lesson.