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    "On the surface, my brother Wang is the most powerful, but there is another person who can influence and control him. This person is Julu Hou Zhao Mu. It can be said that he is the real master of Handan now." Mrs. Ya continued to tell.

    "The power of a country's capital city is actually controlled by a marquis. It's no wonder that your Zhao country is so weak and is being destroyed by Qin." Ito Cheng sneered.

    Mrs. Ya was silent.

    "Continue to tell me about the situation of this Juluhou." Ito Cheng moved his body again and said quietly.

    "Alas, Zhao Mu was originally just a master of swordsmanship, but he was handsome, handsome, and scheming. Finally, one day, he attracted Brother Wang, fell in love with him, was awarded a title, and became  Noble. From then on, Zhao Mu's behavior became more and more uncontrollable. Whenever he saw the king, he would put on women's clothes to attract the king's attention. As a result, the king's brother favored him more and more, even more than the queen! Gradually he became  After Pingyuan Lord Zhao Sheng, he is the most powerful person in our country."

    "Now, only Wu Yunde of Wushi, Guo Zong and a few generals can vaguely restrain him, and no one else is taken seriously by him. So if you want to kill him, it will be equivalent to evil brother Wang.  Became the enemy of Zhao State." Mrs. Ya sighed.

    "You don't necessarily need to be bold to kill people." Ito Cheng sneered.

    "Assassination? It's not that no one has thought about it. It's just that although Zhao Mu flattered the king, he never let go of his swordsmanship. Moreover, he had many masters under his command. There were strange people from all over the house among the diners, and ordinary assassins couldn't get close to him.  His body was already beheaded by his bodyguards, and gradually the sect gave up on the assassination method." Mrs. Ya explained again.

    "Don't worry. As for his little tricks, I don't take him seriously." Ito Cheng said softly.

    Mrs. Ya¡¯s eyes flashed slightly, but she didn¡¯t say anything.  Then he threw himself into the trembling and grinding with Ito Cheng.

    But before long, another knock on the door came, attracting Mrs. Ya's attention.

    "What's the matter?" Mrs. Ya said somewhat unhappy.

    "Madam, the people from Julu Marquis are here again. The Marquis must invite you to come over. If he doesn't agree, he will have to force Madam to take you over." The maid outside the house said.

    "Heh, I want to see who is so bold." Hearing this, Ito Cheng immediately stopped his movements and climbed up from Mrs. Masa's body.  He grabbed the sheets and covered his waist and abdomen, turned over and walked out of the bed, and came to the door of the room.

    "Creak." Ito Cheng reached out and opened the door.

    "Yeah." The maid, who was startled by Ito Cheng's image, instinctively let out a low cry.

    "Go and call the people sent by Juluhou." Ito Cheng said quietly to the maid at the door like a master.

    "This" The maid hesitated and couldn't help but look inside the room, where Mrs. Ya was slowly sitting up on the same couch.

    "Yi. Have you really thought about it?" Mrs. Ya asked in a low voice with twinkling eyes.

    Ito Cheng sneered and said nothing.  Likewise, Mrs. Ya didn't speak anymore, but the expression on her face kept changing.

    obviously.  She was very hesitant about the choice before her now, but from the bottom of her heart.  She still didn't quite believe that Ito Cheng could kill Zhao Mu. After all, the nightmare that Zhao Mu left her was so profound that she didn't even have the courage to resist Zhao Mu anymore.

    For a moment, the whole room became silent.

    "I" After a moment, Mrs. Ya sighed softly and opened her mouth to call out Ito Cheng's name.  But before she could say anything, she was immediately interrupted by Ito Cheng's voice.

    "Zhao Ya, you only have one chance to choose. You'd better choose carefully." Ito Cheng said softly.

    Mrs. Ya opened her mouth when she heard the words, then sank in again, but the expression on her face became more entangled and hesitant.

    Ito Cheng didn¡¯t rush her, and leaned against the door, looking at Mrs. Masa¡¯s naked body with interest.  Big breasts, flat belly, fragrant grass, and a pair of long jade legs, as well as the soft feet at the end.

    "I don't know about Zhao Ni who is hiding in the palace, Zhao Qian, the little princess of Zhao State, Wu Tingfang, the granddaughter of Wujiabao, Ji Yanran, a talented girl who is now running around the world, and Shanrou, the female killer who is unknown where.  And what are the appearance of Qinqing and the others who should be in Qin State now?" Ito Cheng thought to himself.

    "Yi, I'm sorry, I can't accompany you today. Can I see you later?" At this moment, Mrs. Ya, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.  And there was a little bit of prayer in the voice.

    "Is this your choice?"Cheng finally asked.

    "I'm sorry, Yi, Zhao Mu is really scary. If I don't go with him today, he will definitely try to torture me. I don't want to experience that feeling anymore. So, I'm sorry." Mrs. Ya said with satisfaction  He said with a fearful face.

    After saying that, Mrs. Masa didn¡¯t dare to look into Ito Cheng¡¯s eyes anymore, grabbed the sheet to cover her body, and ran out of the room quickly.

    In response, Ito Cheng did not stop him and allowed him to run out of the room.  After all, it was just a casual marriage. Although Mrs. Ya seemed to be moved by her provocation, the time was too short. It was just one night, and she had not reached the point where she was willing to die generously for her. Therefore, it was natural for her to choose others out of fear.  things.

    What's more, she was given a chance to choose before. Since she couldn't seize it, Ito Cheng naturally wouldn't waste any more words. Mrs. Masa's status in his heart didn't reach that level.

    ¡°Then Ito Cheng shrugged indifferently, waved his hand to find a stream of water, and washed away the filth on his body. Then he took out a set of clothes suitable for people of this era and put them on himself.

    In an instant, a young master from a noble family appeared in the room.

    "Uh" But at this moment, a woman's shocked voice came from behind.

    Ito Cheng turned around and looked towards the door.  At the door, three pretty maids were standing there, each holding a copper basin, a bronze mirror, and a set of men's clothes. They looked at themselves in astonishment. They probably didn't expect that they would have clothes.  Wear it.

    Seeing this, Ito Cheng smiled, walked quickly to the three stunned maids, kissed the three maids on the lips like the wind, then walked around the three of them laughing, striding  Walk outside Mrs. Ya's mansion.

    "Although you may not be able to find Shanrou in the future, Zhao Mu, whether it is for making money or for your mood, you should die." Walking on the street, according to the spirit of Mrs. Ya's ride,  Ito Cheng thought to himself as he was heading in the direction of the carriage.

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    At the same time, on the other side.

    After some movement, the carriage stopped in front of a luxurious mansion that was not much worse than the mansion where Mrs. Ya lived. It was even more luxurious. The curtain door was opened, and a person who looked like he had dressed up in a hurry was revealed.  , Mrs. Ya, whose hair was still a little messy, stepped out of the carriage with her skirt in hand, and walked into the mansion under the leadership of a maid.

    The three groups and two stations finally came to the door of a room.

    The maid next to her stepped forward and pushed open the door. At this time, Mrs. Ya's body trembled slightly, she lowered her head and called softly, "Master Marquis."

    The man who was originally called the Marquis was tall and strong, with clear features and handsome features. His eyebrows were like swords, piercing his temples diagonally. His eyes were like beads, dark and dazzling. The eyelids opened and closed from time to time, revealing a little bit that made people laugh.  The cold light that chills the heart and tightens the skin.

    This person is none other than Zhao Mu!

    "Come in." Then, a strong and sweet voice said.

    Hearing this, Mrs. Ya's body trembled again, and she walked into the room with steps.

    "Creak." The maid behind her closed the door knowingly after Mrs. Ya entered the room.

    "Come over to my side." Zhao Mu ordered again.

    Mrs. Ya did not dare to resist and walked in front of Zhao Mu.  Then I felt a pain in my jaw, and Zhao Mu pinched my jaw with his hands. Zhao Mu said coldly, "Why are you here so slowly?"

    "I'm a little unwell and my movements are a bit slow. Please forgive me, Lord Marquis." Mrs. Ya forced a smile.

    "Unable to move? I think you are in love and don't want to come at all." Zhao Mu sneered.

    "How dare you, slave?" Mrs. Ya argued.

    "You are still lying to me! Do you think I can't smell it? The filthy smell all over her body is indeed a lustful woman." Zhao Mu waved his hand violently, threw Mrs. Ya's head to the side, and said coldly.

    Mrs. Ya's face turned pale and she did not dare to speak.

    "Cui Niang." Then, Zhao Mu said in a loud voice.

    "Your Majesty." The next moment, a maid with a springy face came out from the side and whispered.

    "Take her down and give her a good wash." Zhao Mu ordered.

    "Yes, Lord Hou." The maid named Cuiniang responded.

    Just when Mrs. Ya was about to go down with her maid, a sound suddenly sounded in the room, but she immediately shook her body and looked up at the other party with a face full of disbelief.

    "Zhao Ya, you are really mean. You are treated like this without any resistance. No wonder you will only be treated as a plaything by him."

    "Hey!" Mrs. Ya's face suddenly looked frightened.exclaimed.

    "Who is it?" Zhao Muze, who heard the voice, immediately ran out of the couch and rushed to the sword stand nearby. He pulled out the sword with a "cang clang" and looked at the speaker with a wary face.

    "You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that your death has come, Zhao Mu." Ito Cheng said quietly.

    "There are many people who want me dead, but every one of them died at my hands. I believe you are no exception." Zhao Mu said coldly with a cold light in his eyes, and a vague offensive attitude.

    "Besides, for a dead person, I really don't need to know his name."

    As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Mu's figure moved, and like a black shadow, he instantly rushed in front of Ito Cheng, and handed the bronze sword in his hand to his throat.

    "Huh?" (To be continued
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