Chapter 233 Artificial Birthday
Hearing Xiao Feng's words, Zhao Ji shook his head and laughed: "You want revenge, I have nothing to say. But what I can be sure of is that you want to rely on the snake spirit for revenge, which is a big mistake!"

"Snake Spirit is a bunch of scoundrels, they only have some evil tricks, what they do are all harming the country and the people, they are completely counterproductive and stupid, they are not worthy of being on the stage, they will never succeed!"

"As far as I know, your assassination attempt at Hanguang Temple tomorrow is just a feint, designed to alert the enemy and rescue Yuan Tiangang."

"Xiao Qingfang, Yuan Tiangang and even Kui Wenzhong are all people who will not do anything unless it is for the sake of profit. What revenge? That is just a cover. Anyone who believes it is a fool!"

"Everything they do is for their own ambitions. I don't believe you don't even understand this."

Xiao Feng's eyes flashed with cunning: "They each have their own agenda, so I'll do it myself! You are the General of the Qianniu Guard, the leader of the guards around Wu Zhao, it's easy for you to kill her! If you are willing to help me assassinate Wu Zhao, then I will forgive you, how about it?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Ji's expression suddenly became solemn, and his eyes were as sharp as torches, fixed on Xiao Feng.

Zhao Ji suddenly remembered something: "That's not right. I remember that you and Xiaomei were just orphans adopted by Yuan Tiangang. Your parents were not killed by Wu Zhao. What kind of revenge are you seeking?"

Xiao Feng's face darkened upon hearing this, and her dissatisfaction was evident in her words: "Humph, don't talk about other things. You are clearly reluctant to give up the high position and generous salary given by Wu Zhao! If my sister and I really have a blood feud with Wu Zhao, I'm afraid you won't help me..."

Zhao Ji stared at Xiao Feng coldly: "Don't forget, Wu Zhao is my ancestor after all..."

Xiao Feng then realized that she had said something wrong, and quickly covered her mouth, muttering softly: "I'm sorry..."

Zhao Ji tricked Xiao Feng over and said with relief, "Before, I followed your sister's instructions and went to the Xiuzhenfang to see you. You were not there the first few times, and you deliberately avoided me the last few times, right?"

Xiao Feng's face immediately darkened again, and she turned away with her hands folded: "I just don't want to see you! I'm helping you hide your identity, but you can leave if you want, and come to see me if you want. Why? What do you think of me?"

Zhao Ji quickly followed Xiao Feng and explained, "It wasn't me who asked Xiao Mei to hide it from you. At that time... at that time, wasn't she afraid that you would tell Kui Wenzhong and Xiao Qingfang about my identity?"

Xiao Feng turned her head away: "So, you blame me?"

Zhao Ji quickly admitted his mistake: "Of course not, it's all my fault, it's all my fault..."

Xiaofeng still turned her head away in anger and didn't even look at Zhao Ji.

Seeing this, Zhao Ji took out an exquisite phoenix hairpin from his bosom and said slowly: "Speaking of which, on May 15th, I went to find you and wanted to give it to you. You were not there that time."

"I have never known what you sisters like since you were little. This is a gift from the emperor as a reward for your merits. I heard it was made by Master Shaerhan of the Shanjin Bureau. It must be a good thing."

When Xiaofeng saw the phoenix hairpin, she was stunned for a moment.

"What? Doesn't it look good?" Zhao Ji carefully observed Xiao Feng's expression.

Xiao Feng slowly reached out and took the hairpin: "No, it's quite pretty. I'm glad you still remember this day."

Zhao Ji smiled awkwardly: "Of course I remember..."
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The two of them recalled the past at the same time, when they were still in Yuan Tiangang's mansion...

The smaller Zhao Ji had just recovered from his injury and had his personal freedom completely restricted by Yuan Tiangang. He stood in front of the window, staring at the rain.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiaomei came up behind Zhao Ji and said, "My dear, it's time to eat."

Zhao Ji suddenly came back to his senses: "Oh, eat it."

Xiaofeng has already placed the various meals and dishes in the food boxes on the wooden table in the room.

Zhao Ji sat on the chair, picked up his chopsticks and was about to start eating when he suddenly saw Xiaomei and Xiaofeng still standing.

"You guys eat too. I've told you many times, you guys eat with me. There's so much food, I can't finish it all by myself." Zhao Ji called out.

Xiaomei and Xiaofeng looked at each other and smiled helplessly. Ever since their husband was seriously injured, he had become a completely different person in order to go against his master. He was nervous every day and always had some strange rules, such as not liking them to call themselves slaves.

The two of them couldn't persuade Zhao Ji, so they had to get more bowls and chopsticks and pretend to be dining with their husband.

The meals prepared for Xiao Zhao were indeed much better than those prepared for ordinary servants, and the two sisters ate with gusto.

While Zhao was eating, he suddenly put down his chopsticks and sighed.

"What's wrong, my dear? Isn't the food delicious today?" Xiao Feng saw Zhao Ji's expression, swallowed the fish in her mouth, and asked.

Zhao Ji shook his head, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes: "Alas, no..."

Xiaomei put down her bowl and chopsticks: "My dear, are you unhappy again? I saw you sighing in front of the window early this morning."

Zhao Ji shook his head and said, "I have been a traveler for three years, and now I am in prison again. I have to be brought to the south even for meals. I have no freedom at all. It is more uncomfortable than being in prison."

Xiaofeng kept talking and exchanged glances with her sister. Her husband started to talk nonsense again. Zhao Ji continued to sigh: "Today is my birthday. Oh, it's my birthday. Usually at this time, my mother would cook noodles for me. I have a younger sister, who is only a few years older than you..."

Xiaomei was shocked: "My dear, are you sick again? Why are you talking nonsense? Your birthday is in March, and you were still sick then. How can your sister be a few years older than us? Isn't that older than you?"

Zhao Ji couldn't help but laugh when he heard this: "Haha, yes, I was confused. Hey, come to think of it, how old are you two sisters? When is your birthday?"

When Xiaofeng heard this, his expression suddenly dimmed. He lowered his head and said nothing, and the chopsticks in his hand stopped in mid-air.

Zhao Ji looked at the two sisters and was confused: "What's wrong?"

Xiaomei forced a smile: "Master, Xiaofeng and I are both orphans. No one knows our birthdays. We, we don't even know how old we are..."

"The adults told us that I am the older sister and Xiaofeng is the younger sister. We used to regard the winter solstice as our birthday..."

When Zhao Ji heard this, he felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.

This pair of sisters lost their parents at a young age and were adopted by Yuan Tiangang.

In a place like Sheling, it was impossible for anyone to celebrate the birthdays of the two children, so they didn't even know their exact age or birthday.

Suddenly, Zhao Ji had an idea and suggested, "How about this? Today is May 15th, my birthday. Why don't you treat this day as your birthday?"

When Xiaofeng and Xiaomei heard this, there was a flash of surprise and surprise in their eyes.

"Is it not good?" Seeing that the two did not respond, Zhao Ji muttered to himself, wondering if he had said something wrong again.

Xiaomei reacted faster, she stood up immediately, bowed gracefully, and said gently: "No, thank you, my dear."

Xiaofeng also followed suit.

Zhao Ji quickly stood up to stop him, saying anxiously: "No, no, no, I've told you so many times! You are not allowed to kneel, but you just won't listen! I really admire you guys, you help me every day, every day..."

The two sisters were helped up by Zhao Ji, and they smiled at his words. They felt warm in their hearts. Their husband was so kind to them after being injured.

Zhao Ji tilted his head and looked around the room: "It's your first birthday, I should give you a birthday present!"

"But, this doesn't seem to have any meaningful content." Zhao Ji muttered to himself and started rummaging around on his body.

"Oh! Oh, and here's one!" Zhao Ji suddenly took out a warm jade pendant from his body, "Here, this is for you sisters."

Xiaomei was horrified: "My dear, this thing is too valuable. We dare not accept it."

Zhao Ji shook his head and laughed, then forced the thing into Xiaomei's hand: "This thing is useless to me, and it's a nuisance. It's just right as a gift, and it looks good!"

"What should we do with Xiaofeng? That sword and dagger are good stuff, but they were taken away by Yuan Tiangang." Zhao Ji began to scratch his head again.

Seeing this, Xiaomei took the initiative to hand the jade pendant to Xiaofeng and said softly, "Give it to my sister. I, I don't need it. I... I just want to ask my husband to agree to one request of mine."

Xiaofeng then saw clearly that there was a flying dragon carved on the jade pendant, and the words "keep your word" were written on the back. She held the jade pendant tightly in her hand.

Zhao Ji listened to Xiaomei's request and readily agreed: "Whatever you ask, just ask."

"Don't be angry with your master anymore. It's better to admit your mistake to him than to be locked up here forever..." Xiaomei said pitifully.

Zhao Ji was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then he said, "When did I ever fight with him? This old guy just doesn't trust me. Even if I bow my head now, I'm afraid he will still be suspicious and suspect that I am holding a grudge against him..."

"Xiaomei, don't worry, I promise you, it will get better in time. Today is a happy day, let's not talk about this, let's eat first, the food is getting cold!"

"Come on, let's drink tea instead of wine. Let's celebrate together on this day every year from now on! Every year has this day, every year has this day!"

As time goes by, the two figures overlap.

Xiao Feng looked at Zhao Ji with resentment: "Year after year, this day comes again... But after that time, except for a pair of amulets my sister and I gave you the next year, you left and there was no news from me again."

Zhao Ji heard this and felt ashamed. He had just said something wrong and people had remembered him for seven or eight years...

　I revised this chapter many times. At first, I wrote a version of deep hatred and bitterness. After reading it myself, I was poisoned and died. I almost brought the issue of Jinniang and Lin Yongzhong's revenge here. That's why it was so late.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)