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Chapter 176 Who are you?

What comes into view is a beautifully carved jasper screen. Walking around the screen, a door curtain made of South China Sea pearls hangs down on the side. When the pearl curtain is lifted, the pearls collide and make a crisp sound.

Perhaps because of the noise, the laughter in the house stopped.

There were many treasures in the room, and a black-haired woman was lying on the jade bed in front of her. The woman leaned in the arms of a naked man, enjoying his neck and shoulder massage, her black hair hanging down, her clothes half exposed, a large area of ​​skin on her chest was exposed, and her slender white legs were one on the shoulder of the man sitting at the foot of the bed, and the other on his leg.

When the woman heard the noise, she looked up at the door, her slender eyes were gentle and charming, full of charm.

The man sitting at the foot of the bed froze when he saw who was coming, and shrank back in fear.

The men in the room were all untidy in clothes, handsome in appearance, and well-proportioned in body. Each of them looked beautiful in his own way, and every move was gentle and pleasant.

Wang Ji's expression was normal. He didn't even glance at the other people in the room. He just looked at the woman in front of him and nodded his chin: "I heard something these days."

"Oh?" The woman raised her eyelids, retracted her long legs and sat up, "What do you want to say?"

"Mother should know what I mean." Wang Ji said calmly, his eyes indifferent, "Don't touch my bottom line."

"Bottom line?" The woman sneered, her tone sharp and her expression full of sarcasm, "Is it the emperor? Or is it power?"

"What do you think it is?" Wang Ji's eyes moved slightly, and his gaze touched a few men. The men instantly understood what he meant, and without any hesitation, they automatically disappeared in a few breaths.

The room became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

"Mother seems to have forgotten. From the beginning, it was you who pushed me to this position. And I think I have done a good job. All my achievements today are inseparable from your teaching." Wang Ji chuckled, his eyes were particularly cold, "Why are you acting like this now?"

"I've said it before, you're the same as your father." The woman sneered, "You're both disgusting. You clearly believe that power is above all else, yet you still act like a disgusting victim."

"Just like now, you act as if you like the current emperor very much, but you have never given her any respect. You just treat her as your own puppet, monitoring her all the time, and not allowing her to be different from what you expected. Isn't it?"

The woman sneered, and her sarcastic eyes pierced Wang Ji like a sword.

"Since you know that I went to see the emperor, you must also know about my conversation with her, right?" The woman said fiercely, raised her chin, and looked at him coldly, "So what? Do you think she is really a little sheep who knows nothing? How does it feel to be misjudged?"

"I never felt that way." Wang Ji smiled, his tone still calm, but his eyes grew colder. "I just came to tell you, mother. Don't do these things again."

"Besides, you don't have to think about having another child to replace me." Wang Ji's smile was gentle, but murderous. I don't know if it was an illusion, but the atmosphere around me suddenly became cold, and the shadows on the wall and the ground seemed to be much longer.

"A bastard like that won't survive even if it's born." Wang Ji's words were extremely cold, but his face still maintained a spring-like smile. "If you can hold on, I don't mind helping you personally."

"You--!!" The woman clenched her fingers suddenly, and the fierce light in her eyes seemed as if she wanted to cut the person in front of her into pieces. She gritted her teeth and breathed rapidly.

After a moment of silence, the woman slowed down her breathing, gradually raised her chin, and stared at him coldly: "You are worthy of being his son. You never disappoint me in terms of ruthlessness."

"Mother, you are joking. If you want, I can go even further." After Wang Ji finished speaking, he no longer wanted to talk to her. He turned around and prepared to leave. Before leaving, he thought of something and said, "This is the last time. If there is a next time, mother, you know..."

Wang Ji left with a meaningful look.

The woman looked in the direction Wang Ji left until blood came out of her fist, and then she slowly came to her senses.

"...bastard." The woman cursed in a low voice with a strong sense of disgust.

Wang Ji ignored the servants waiting outside the house and walked towards his room.

Halfway through the journey, his steps became slower and slower, and the cold and murderous aura emanating from his body seemed to overwhelm the surroundings.

Looking at the cold pond by the rockery, Wang Ji's dark eyes became more profound.

I don't know when I stopped, I just looked at the water in the pool quietly, and suddenly, my figure disappeared into the shadows.

royal palace.

Nangong Huaxue yawned, half-raised his head, scanned the metal plate at a glance, sat cross-legged on the bed, looked at the objects presented to him, and seemed a little sleepy.

But then, looking at the piles of boards around him, Nangong Huaxue patted his face, looked out the window, and stood up to cheer himself up.

After watching this one, that's it.

Nangong Huaxue clenched his fists and nodded secretly in his heart.

Come on, come on...it’s the last one.

Nangong Huaxue forced himself to finish reading the last picture with half of his eyelids drooping. After putting down the last stroke, he fell on the hill of metal plates in front of him with a plop.

My mind is so tired...

Nangong Huaxue's eyes were dull and he breathed a sigh of relief weakly.

The cold wind suddenly blew, and before Nangong Huaxue's slow brain could react, her body sensed it first - a strong and powerful arm wrapped around her waist from behind, a chill ran down her spine, and then she was caught in an icy embrace.

"...Wang Ji?"

Nangong Huaxue paused for a moment, and after feeling the familiar breath, she did not resist and just let herself be embraced in his arms, feeling a little puzzled in her heart.

When we said goodbye in the afternoon, he seemed to be a little upset, but overall he was in a good mood. Now he was filled with a chilly aura, as if he had just crawled out of an icy cave.

Nangong Huaxue turned his head in confusion, not understanding what was wrong with him.

Wang Ji responded to her call softly, buried his face in her neck, and held her quietly without saying a word.

Nangong Huaxue sensed that he was in a very bad mood, so she stopped talking. She patted his hand soothingly, leaned her head against his ear, and her breathing gradually calmed down.

She was really a little sleepy.

Nangong Huaxue closed her eyes.

He had originally planned to take a nap and wait for Wang Ji to calm down, but he didn't expect to lose consciousness as soon as he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. When Wang Ji raised his head, his body tilted and collapsed in his arms, still sleeping soundly.

Wang Ji was stunned when he saw her fall, but his body caught her limp body before his consciousness could.

Looking at the sleeping girl in his arms, Wang Ji's eyes deepened slightly. He gently brushed his fingers across her face, trying to tuck the hair behind her ears, but was slapped by a hand that suddenly stretched out.

Nangong Huaxue didn't even open her eyes. She frowned and patted Wang Ji's hand lightly. She said something like in a sleep, curled up in Wang Ji's arms, adjusted her angle, and continued to sleep with her head tilted.

The soft and boneless body lay limply in his arms, looking harmless. She rested her head on his arm with confidence, as if she was completely defenseless against him and not worried at all that he would do anything bad.

As soon as this thought came up, Wang Ji suppressed it. With half his eyelids closed, he stared at the girl in her prime years. Her rosy and shiny lips parted slightly, her pearly teeth looming, which seemed to be very tempting, making people want to get closer and explore.

Nangong Huaxue's eyelids trembled suddenly, and she slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were misty, and she was obviously still half asleep and half awake.

"...Why are you looking at me?" Nangong Huaxue climbed up from him, pouted her lips, and said with some dissatisfaction.

Wang Ji did not answer.

Nangong Huaxue didn't seem to need his reply. She got up and put the metal plate she had just corrected on the bed on the table beside her, muttering, "I've finished all of this. You can see if it's okay tomorrow morning - or tonight if you want."

Wang Ji did not stop her and watched her clear the clutter off the bed.

After doing all this, Nangong Huaxue regained some consciousness. She stood in front of the bed with her hands on her waist, staring at Wang Ji for a long time.

Wang Ji pretended to be ignorant: "What's wrong?"

"Take off your outer clothes before getting in bed." Nangong Huaxue frowned, obviously dissatisfied with his behavior, "Don't get in my bed with your outer clothes on."

Wang Ji was stunned and couldn't help but smile: "I know."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, untied his waist belt, and the entire outer robe slid down, revealing the strong and sturdy chest underneath.

Seeing that he was so understanding, Nangong Huaxue nodded with satisfaction, climbed back onto the bed, lay down and was about to continue sleeping.

"Your Majesty, are you asleep so early?" Wang Ji stretched out his arms and held her in his arms again. He leaned close to her and his breath sprayed on one of her ears, making her feel numb and itchy.

Nangong Huaxue couldn't help but shudder, turned her head and looked at him, with a hint of helplessness in her eyes: "I'm really sleepy, let's talk about it tomorrow..."

The coquettish tone seemed to work. Wang Ji said nothing more. He watched her crawl into his arms and fall asleep again.

Wang Ji's facial features were buried in the shadows, and his expression could not be seen.

After a moment, he didn't know how long he looked at her before he slowly lay down. He tightened the arms around her waist, as if he wanted to rub her into his flesh and blood. However, he couldn't bear to wake her up, so he could only slowly move closer to her.

The next morning, Nangong Huaxue opened her eyes and found only cold bedding beside her. Everything that happened last night seemed like a dream.

But when Nangong Huaxue looked through the homework she had corrected last night and saw Wang Ji's handwriting on it, she knew it was not a dream.

So...what happened to him yesterday?

Nangong Huaxue was a little confused.

Could it be because of his mother?

Nangong Huaxue scratched his head and guessed.

She had met Wang Ji's mother, but that was a few years ago.

Nangong Huaxue disliked Wang Ji's mother somewhat, but apart from that time, she never had any contact with her again and never mentioned it.

That was a few months after she ascended the throne. Wang Ji was busy helping her eliminate dissidents and came to the palace very rarely, sometimes less than three times in seven days.

When she heard Wang Ji's mother coming to see her, she thought that Wang Ji was worried about her and wanted to monitor and inquire about her, but after communicating with her for a while, she found that it was not the case at all.

For some reason, Wang Ji's mother seemed to be very disgusted with Wang Ji. Her words were full of sarcasm, and there was even a hint of hatred when she mentioned him.

Nangong Huaxue didn't know why this happened, but Wang Ji was helping her after all. Although she didn't know if he had any ulterior motives, at least now he was fulfilling his promise, and she had accepted Wang Ji's favor, so naturally she didn't feel comfortable hearing these words.

In addition, Wang Ji's mother always spoke with a vague sense of pity, as if she had suffered some inhuman treatment. Her tone was also arrogant, as if she put herself in a very high position and showed pity and compassion to her who was below her.

Although Nangong Huaxue also thought that it might be a test from Wang Ji, she still couldn't help but frowned.

"Your Majesty, I am sincerely reminding you. Wang Ji is cold by nature, and now he only treats you as a tool, or... a prisoner." Wang Ji's mother said, seeming to hate Wang Ji's behavior, "If you don't believe me, we can make a bet."

"Bet?" Nangong Huaxue closed her eyes and finally couldn't help but asked, "Why?"

"What?" Wang Ji's mother didn't react for a moment.

"I say, what gives you the right?" Nangong Huaxue leaned back slightly, leaning against the back of the dragon chair, raising his eyelids, his face showing no emotion, "Are you betting against me?"

"No matter how useless I am, I am still the only heir to the Nangong royal family and the current emperor of Yuhuarong Country." Nangong Huaxue's tone was calm. Although there was no intense emotion, it made people feel creepy. "Identity, status, power..."

Nangong Huaxue looked at the unexpected woman in front of him, puzzled.

What the hell is she thinking?

Nangong Huaxue's eyes turned slightly, and he continued: "As an emperor, I feel that no one can compare to Yuhua now."

"--And you?"

"Forgive me for being blunt. Although you are the mother of the head of the Wang family in the imperial capital, the power of life and death of the Wang family does not seem to be in your hands, and you yourself have not been granted a title or a nobility."

"Isn't everything you have now given to you by your decisive and ruthless son? Whether it's the luxurious clothes you wear or the pets you keep around you." Nangong Huaxue's eyes were indifferent and his words were merciless.

"As for you, it seems that you don't have anything that you can use as a bet with me."

Nangong Huaxue couldn't help but sneer as he spoke: "If your son came to say something similar to me, maybe I would really think about it, but you - why? Because you are his mother? What about after you take away this identity?"

"Who are you?"

"What else do you have?"

Nangong Huaxue's gaze gradually became sharper, like a sword drawn from its sheath, piercing through her seemingly gorgeous packaging and pointing directly to the empty and weak inside.

"Even so, if you are not his mother, you don't even have the qualifications to meet me, so where do you get the confidence to talk about a bet with me?"

Nangong Huaxue lowered her eyes, raised her chin slightly, and stared coldly at the woman who had been called stupid. The woman stared at her blankly, as if she had never expected her to say this.

The majesty that Nangong Huaxue unconsciously exuded suppressed the woman's restless heart and also suppressed her contemptuous eyes.

"…I was too presumptuous."

Looking at such a tough emperor, the woman was silent for a moment, lowered her head and said this.

After Nangong Huaxue finished speaking, he no longer wanted to talk to her. He responded with a few words and let her leave.

Until she left, Nangong Huaxue still didn't understand what she was thinking.

Instead of standing on the same side as her son, she came to sow discord between her and Wang Ji, causing her to harbor resentment towards Wang Ji...

Do you like excitement? She refuses to follow the path that Wang Ji has paved for her. Even if she does nothing, Nangong Huaxue believes that Wang Ji will be able to support her until the end of her life.

What on earth is she thinking...

She could understand why the old emperor warned Nangong Huaxue to be wary of Wang Ji, but it became very strange to say this from the perspective of Wang Ji's mother.

Although Nangong Huaxue had a miserable past life, she never lacked the love of her parents, so she could not understand the source of Wang Ji's mother's hatred, nor did she understand why she did this.

After this incident, Nangong Huaxue thought Wang Ji would come to ask her something, but she didn't expect that after waiting for four days, Wang Ji arrived at the palace and was just like usual, without saying a word.

Nangong Huaxue guessed that his mother had concealed it. If Wang Ji wanted to test him, he would definitely bring it up to inquire from the side.

All in all, the only communication between Nangong Huaxue and Wang Ji's mother was very unpleasant. She hated it when others spoke to her in a condescending tone, no matter if it was those "immortals" in the past or Wang Ji's mother now.

Nangong Huaxue rubbed her hair and couldn't help but sigh.