Chương 644: Eating Hotpot and Playing Mahjong

The gentle breeze streamed in through the windows, tousling his white cloth; Jing Jiu looked down at the Royal Dowager Hu and commented, "You're very smart."

She didn't respond, her head lowered.

Jing Jiu sat in the chair and took a look at the distance between the chair and the soft bed, furrowing his eyebrows slightly. "Yes, killing you would be the simple solution," said Jing Jiu. "But I'm not going to do so. It's because the late emperor asked me a favor before his death."

The Royal Dowager Hu couldn't bear it anymore. She lifted her head and exclaimed bafflingly, "What do you mean by saying that? Did you…mean the late emperor thought I'm a lustful woman…so I can't control myself? In his eyes I'm someone who will engage in scandalous conduct in the back of the royal palace…so he asked you to pardon me."