The treacherous minister under the skirt (taking by force) ( Mtl

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In the next few days, Shen Ni avoided Shen Zhaodu like a snake or a scorpion. Apart from the necessary daily dressing and dressing changes, she never entered the Zhuoying Hall, which made Shen Zhaodu so angry that he would make a weird tone every time he saw her.

Five days later, all the wounds on his body had scabbed over, and even the bone-deep sword wound on his shoulder had stopped bleeding. After all the wounds were dry, Abbot Chen had to find Abbot Chen to remove the sutured mulberry sutures.

Shen Ni wetted her handkerchief and gently wiped the herbs from his wound: "Is this how you treated wounds in the military camp?"

Shen Zhaodu was lying on the bed, playing with the spike of the knife she had just made, throwing it up, catching it, throwing it up again, and catching it again, never getting tired of it.

"In places with a lot of vegetation in the southwest, we can temporarily make mulberry threads, but in barren areas like Mobei, we will break the upper jaws of the big ants that bite people..."

"That's enough, that's enough." Shen Ni quickly stopped him.

Shen Zhaodu smiled and leaned his head on her shoulder: "Where are we now..."

The hand washing the handkerchief was completely immersed in the warm water, and Shen Ni remembered what he said——

"I suffered all the sufferings in Abi Hell before I came to the Queen."

"The officials said that the ruined temple caught fire in the middle of the night. If you weren't sleeping inside, where did you go?"

Shen Zhaodu did not answer immediately and buried his face in her sleeves: "I can't sleep, so I climbed a tree to enjoy the cool air."

After Shen Ni left, he squatted near Shen's Mansion every day. The ruined temple was no longer his place to live, but the back alley of Shen's Mansion was.

Well aware of his tough-talking personality, Shen Ni also forced him to answer. She put her hands on his disheveled hair. Although it didn't have the prickly feeling it had at first, his long hair was dark, thick and hard, and it didn't feel good to the touch. It was different from his. The majestic and proud figure matches her perfectly.

He doesn't look like Wuming, but he is Wuming.

She missed the adventure of a weed growing into a towering tree.

"I'm sorry." She lowered her head and hugged Shen Zhaodu, who was buried in her sleeves. "If I hadn't been cowardly and allowed myself to be manipulated by my uncle, you wouldn't have embarked on such a difficult road."

If he had Shen Zhengrong's support and his own talent advantages, he would be able to achieve an extraordinary status in the military with twice the result with half the effort.

"I'd rather take the path I'm on."

Shen Zhaodu looked up from her arms, the unruly and predatory look on his face undisguised: "You and I can only have one kind of relationship, whoever wants to settle for the next best thing and become brother and sister will do it."

He was born in the mud of the earth and is as humble as dust. It is a serious sin to want to tarnish the bright moon in the sky. He will fall into the endless hell and suffer thousands of billions of kalpas.

Buddha said: There are three things without interruption: time, space, and receiver. Those who commit the five treasons will fall into this realm forever and suffer the ultimate infinity.

And he stood beside Shen Ni after only a few years of suffering. What more could I ask for?

Seeing that Shen Ni had a straight face and wanted to retort, he made the first move, stood up and kissed her: "If you mention Wuming again, I will be the overlord. I will marry you even if you call me daddy."