Reborn in the Water Margin as emperor, built tanks to level the world

"I think we made a bet back then."

"If you lose, then let me do whatever I want."

"But how can you threaten me with this matter today?"

As soon as Zhao Ji finished speaking, Zhong Sijin raised his little head very proudly:

"Yes, I did promise you back then."

"But I didn't agree. I can't tell others about all the things you did to bully me."

Zhao Ji felt miserable because of Zhong Sijin's rogue temperament.

So he had to use the same rogue method on it:

"Little sister, if this is the case, then I can only treat others in their own way."

As soon as Zhao Ji finished speaking, he hugged Zhong Sijin's weak and boneless waist.

He leaned forward and wanted to kiss her again.

But Zhao Ji's move also shocked that kind of Jin.

As her heart trembled slightly, she wanted to break away from Zhao Ji's embrace.

But at this moment, Zhao Ji said:

"Anyway, you will tell your sister what you and I are doing here later."

"If that's the case, then I'll get some benefits from you."

"Anyway, what happened is what happened, and I can't change anything."

"Instead of this, I might as well spend more time on you, little girl, and get some benefits as compensation."

When Zhong Sijin saw that Zhao Ji was such a rogue, he immediately panicked.

In a hurry, he raised his little hand and gently covered his lips.

Then he shook his head frequently and said:

"No, I'll just wait until I get to my sister's place and I won't tell you about it."

After Zhao Ji heard this, he released the two hands that were suddenly wrapped around Zhong Sijin's waist.

When the two of them reached the end of the apricot grove, Zhong Sijin took Zhao Ji's big hand and led him to the side of the apricot grove.

Then he cut off a few branches with the most flowers from the apricot tree and tied them into a bunch.

After taking a light sniff, I couldn’t help but feel quite satisfied with Zhong Sijin:

"The fragrance of flowers here is so strong, I want to take some back and give them to my sister."

When Zhao Ji heard this, he couldn't help but follow the same pattern and broke a few branches from the apricot branches, tied them into a bunch, and handed them all into Zhong Sijin's hands:

"You can also give this bunch to your sister for me, and just say it was from me."

Zhong Sijin pursed her lips, glanced at Zhao Ji with complicated eyes, and then took the bouquet of flowers from his hand.

When the two people returned to the palace along such a small road.

The rain showed no signs of abating even a little bit.

Originally, Zhao Ji did not want to return to Shangshufang.

After all, it was already late at night, and Zhao Ji was already feeling sleepy.

But when he thought about the fact that there were still so many memorials in the Chancery's study room that had not been sorted out.

So he could only reluctantly return to that place.

As soon as Zhao Ji sat down on the dragon chair, he suddenly heard a sound like a sharp blade piercing the air from behind him.

I couldn't help but feel a shiver in my heart, and I wanted to lie down on the desk, hoping to use this method to avoid such an attack from the person behind me.

But Zhao Ji's evasive action here was too late after all.

Before he could lie down on the table, he felt a sudden chill on the right side of his neck.

As waves of pain slowly came from that place, Zhao Ji couldn't help but be frightened and his face turned pale.

Because at this moment, no matter how much he thought, he could not imagine how the person who was hiding in the dark and waiting for an opportunity to murder him got in.

After all, in this palace, all kinds of soldiers and guards gather here.

The degree of strictness of its precautions can almost be said to be the highest in the Song Dynasty.

If that's the case, how did the other party sneak into this study room at this moment?

Just when Zhao Ji couldn't help but wonder, an unusually cold voice came from behind him:

"Guan family, from the end of last month to this moment, you haven't been to the slave's house for more than a month to have a drink and talk with the slave."

"After such a long separation, doesn't the official miss the slave in his heart?"

Zhao Ji slowly stood up straight, with a helpless look on his face:

"Let me tell you, this heroine, I haven't been able to see your face until now, so why should I want to or not?"

"How about you put away the sword in your hand first, and then come around to me, and we can chat while drinking tea, what do you think?"

Following a burst of sneer, Zhao Ji came slowly from behind.

The man behind Zhao Ji also walked around in front of Zhao Ji with a sword in hand.

But at this moment, the man covered his body with black clothes, and even his face was covered with a thick black gauze.

No matter how Zhao Ji looked at him at the moment, he couldn't see the other party's face clearly.

While he was stunned, the female assassin holding a sword standing in front of Zhao Ji opened her mouth and said again:

"Is it possible that the official family has provoked too many women on weekdays, so at this moment, the slave family's voice can no longer be remembered?"

Zhao Ji smiled:

"Where is it?"

"I am very busy with government affairs on weekdays, so how can I have the time and opportunity to mess with any woman?"

At this moment, Zhao Ji was chatting casually with the woman while tentatively reaching out his hand to take down the sword placed on the side of his neck.

But what Zhao Ji didn't expect was that the woman acted resolutely. When she saw Zhao Ji trying to take off the blade of her sword, her face darkened, and she raised the blade and tried to point it towards Zhao Ji's hand. Fingers, cut off.

Zhao Ji was so frightened that he quickly lowered his entire arm with a flick of his wrist.

The woman stared at Zhao Ji blankly for a long time, then slowly stretched out her other hand and took off the black gauze scarf that covered her face.

Immediately afterwards, what appeared in front of Zhao Ji's eyes was a face as beautiful as a peach blossom.

The facial features are exquisite and charming.

Her teeth are white and her lips are red.

But in those eyes, there was an extremely complex expression.

At this moment, he was staring at the man in front of him without blinking, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

When Zhao Ji took a closer look at the other party's face, he couldn't help but sigh:

"Yuannu, this..."

"Just now, I really didn't expect that the person who came would be you."

"I usually treat you pretty well. Look at this sword. Should you take it off my neck first?"

"It's been kept there. I'm really afraid that you, Yuan Nu, might accidentally cut my neck open."

Zhao Yuannu bit his red lips lightly with his white teeth, then chuckled and sneered:

"It's okay to cut it off!"

"If it can really be cut open, then women in the world will be safer and will not be bullied by evil people like you!"

Facing Zhao Yuannu, who had such deep resentment, Zhao Ji felt helpless in his heart:

"Miss Yuannu, I think the misunderstanding between the two of us has been settled, haven't we?"

"You drug me like that first, and then I treated you the same way."