The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Wilhelmina didn't tell him what happened in the end.

And Zhao Chuanxin was exhausted physically and mentally.

After taking a bath, he soon fell asleep.

Wilhelmina didn't sleep because she didn't have much time left in New York. Time was too precious and she didn't want to sleep.

She studied him till late at night, from the edges and corners of his cheekbones on his face, the connection between the lines between his lips and nose, to his strong and masculine chin, and even the obscure but clear and regular tattoos and scars on his body...

Then she discovered that he was sleeping very unsteadily, and his body would occasionally shake.

She heard him talking in his sleep.

"Don't touch little Nana."

"I'm not afraid of shooting my head off..."

The rest is in Chinese: "Sister Hua, run quickly..."

One third English, two thirds Chinese.

Wilhelmina could only understand a third of it.

But her sixth sense told her that the other two-thirds were about another woman he cared about, especially the "Sister Hua" he mentioned repeatedly.

This made her sulky.

For a moment, she thought again that maybe it wasn't what she thought, "Sister Hua" was just the name of something or something.

Looking at Zhao Chuanxin, I felt distressed again.

He seemed to be having a nightmare, and he was in a state of shock.

Thinking of his previous experience of being shot, he more or less understood.

It turns out that he can be afraid, and he is not as invincible as the legend says.

This makes him more flesh and blood, rather than a symbol, a legend.

The strange thing is that as a superior queen, she sometimes feels that Zhao Chuanxin is even more unreal.

No wonder, when she was sleeping before, she always felt vibrations from time to time at night. It was his body that was shaking.

She put her hand on Zhao Chuanxin's shoulder, gently stroked it, and whispered: "Don't be afraid, I'm here..."

Sure enough, he gradually began to sleep soundly.

…

Early the next morning.

Wilhelmina woke up and found breakfast on the bedside table, but Zhao Chuanxin was missing.

She was suddenly startled...

Edith Roosevelt lay awake and slept very late.

After falling asleep, the dreamland changed, one scene after another, including many unsightly scenes.

She had never thought that the aggressiveness of a person's gaze could be so lethal.

After waking up, she found something strange about herself, which made her ashamed and ashamed.

So after a period of painful internal friction, entanglement, and self-blame, I got up.

After washing, she opened the door and saw that the guards at the door were all staring in the same direction.

She looked over and was shocked to find that it was Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin was shirtless and practicing balancing skills.

Muscles and tattoos twist and tremble with masculinity.

Edith Roosevelt felt dazzled, so she walked forward unnaturally and whispered: "You are so careless. You walked out of the Queen's room in plain sight?"

Zhao Chuanxin took the credit and blinked: "No, I came back from outside."

As if to confirm his words, Wilhelmina opened the door, walked around, and looked relieved when she saw Zhao Chuanxin.

The guard also looked at Zhao Chuanxin curiously, wondering why someone was exercising in the hotel corridor.

Edith Roosevelt said hello to Wilhelmina, and when she saw that she turned back to the room, she whispered to Zhao Chuanxin: "Your apprentice, I have sent you home."

"Oh, thank you, Edie."

"..." Edith Roosevelt inexplicably remembered last night again. "What are you going to do about Charles Baker?"

Zhao Chuanxin said carelessly: "If he stimulates you like this, of course something will happen."

Edith Roosevelt frowned: "Don't mess around. He is a detective from the New York Police Department."

"Don't worry when I do things." Zhao Chuanxin was ambiguous.

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin's promise, Edith Roosevelt felt relieved, turned around and asked the guard: "Have I prepared the flowers I asked you to prepare?"

"Madam, you are ready."

Zhao Chuanxin wondered: "Why are you preparing flowers? Who is getting married?"

Edith Roosevelt was stunned: "You didn't know? Today is Wilhelmina's birthday."

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly realized.

This is the reason for those inexplicable words last night.

Edith Roosevelt smiled, Ha, man.

She said: "She should have left long ago and returned to the Netherlands to celebrate her birthday. But she has been delaying it until now because she is waiting for you. The flowers are prepared for her."

Zhao Chuanxin scratched his head.

Isn’t it necessary to give gifts for birthdays?

So I hate Valentine’s Day, birthdays and other days of the year the most.

It’s so easy to celebrate the New Year, just send out a red envelope.

Moreover, Zhao Chuanxin originally wanted to do something today, to deal with the trouble of Charles Baker.

The two chatted for a while, and Wilhelmina dressed up and went out.

She looked excited yet restrained, all excitement hidden in her eyes.

"where are we going?"

The original plan was disrupted. Zhao Chuanxin said: "I want to go shopping in a jewelry store. I like jewelry the most in my life."

Wilhelmina: "..."

Edith Roosevelt: "..."

Edith Roosevelt did not want to be a light bulb and said: "Be careful when you go out to protect His Majesty's safety."

Zhao Chuanxin said in his heart that you know the truth.

However, those guards hanging far away were an eyesore.

In addition, Zhao Chuanxin glanced at a strange man with some feeling.

Wilhelmina kept a close distance from Zhao Chuanxuan, and she whispered: "We will go to Madison Square later. There are many people there, it is lively, and there is also a cowboy riding competition for your employees."

Zhao Chuanxin was suspicious: "What the hell? That bitch William Hope hasn't gone back to herd my cows yet?"

This made him very angry, and he regarded my salary as money, right?

Instead, Wilhelmina explained for him: "I watched the game that day and it was very exciting. He really wanted to win the cow for you."

After getting on the carriage, Wilhelmina's Queen Fan disappeared without a trace and immediately climbed onto Zhao Chuanxin's arm.

The guard following on horseback was out of sight.

This is a small jewelry store.

Zhao Chuanxin took Wilhelmina in and asked, "Is there any peridot the size of an egg?"

The clerk was confused: "Sir, we don't have this."

Zhao Chuanxin asked again: "Is there a jeweler who can create a complex pattern like what I want?"

The clerk was speechless: "Sir, we have jewelers with superb skills, but they may not be able to create the pattern you want, but they can be customized."

Wilhelmina was confused. Why did she feel that Zhao Chuanxin came in to cause trouble?

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "I understand. But it doesn't matter, I have all these."

The clerk opened his mouth wide and was speechless.

Are you here to show off?

If it weren't for the fact that Wilhelmina was dressed in a lady's outfit, she would have almost chased them away.

But that's the only thing the Queen is good about. She has the royal command and control and doesn't find it embarrassing for Zhao Chuanxin to do this.

The clerk tentatively asked, "Sir, is there anything else I can do for you?"

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Yes, otherwise what would I do here? Show me where your jeweler works, and I'll help him borrow some tools."

No matter how good-tempered the clerk was, he said, "Sir, our jewelry store does not support bringing your own jewelry."

Wilhelmina almost laughed.

Zhao Chuanxin proudly took out a wad of colorful dollar bills.

The clerk's eyes lit up.

Then, Zhao Chuanxin picked out a $1 note from the pile of money: "Is it enough?"

Farke!

The gap is too big, you know?

The clerk shook his head: "Not enough."

Just pick something at random, and you won’t even have enough money for the scraps.

Zhao Chuanxin had no choice but to take out another nine yuan: "I only want to borrow tools, isn't ten yuan enough?"

The clerk hesitated for a moment, but he was actually willing to pay five yuan.

She said: "Wait a moment, I will ask."

At this moment, a man with oily hair and powdery face came in from outside.

He stepped forward knowingly: "Ms. Maria, what a coincidence, we meet again."

None other than Grenville Harper.

Zhao Chuanxin propped his elbows on the counter and turned around to look curiously.

Wilhelmina frowned and glanced at Zhao Chuanxin worriedly, fearing that he might misunderstand something.

However, Zhao Chuanxin was smiling all over his face, how could he look angry?

Seeing him like this, Wilhelmina was a little annoyed - couldn't she be jealous?

Wilhelmina smiled awkwardly but politely: "Hello, Mr. Harper."

"Ms. Maria, where do you want to go? Are you going to Madison Square today?"

Wilhelmina glanced at Zhao Chuanxin, and she could still laugh?

She was a little annoyed: "Yes, Mr. Harper."

In fact, Zhao Chuanxin saw this person as early as when he left the hotel.

This guy’s slutty eyes never left Wilhelmina.

But who is Lao Zhao?

Even if the King of Heaven comes, he won't take it to heart.

The clerk came out and smiled: "Sir, okay, I can take you to the workshop at the back."

Zhao Chuanxin was keenly aware that the clerk secretly put five of the ten dollars into his pocket.

He said cheerfully: "Oh, even though I'm just borrowing tools, I need to issue a receipt. Give me one."

The clerk's smile froze.

Seeing her like this, Zhao Chuanxin laughed: "I let you make money, but I didn't let you swallow so much. Please pay me back three yuan quickly, and I will allow you to issue a receipt for five yuan."

The clerk reluctantly took out three yuan from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Chuanxin.

"Sir, please sign."

Zhao Chuanxin signed the name with flying colors - Chen Yigeng.

Grenville Harper shamelessly stepped forward to take a look and secretly noted the name.

Wilhelmina looked at it with a smile, finding it very interesting.

She had never experienced anything like this before, and thought Zhao Chuanxin was so powerful and knew everything.

Grenville Harper, on the other hand, was dismissive.

Even this small amount of money has to be spent every penny, and it seems that the money is tight at first sight.

Zhao Chuanxin never cared about other people's eyes when he was doing his work. He happily put the three yuan in his pocket and walked back to the inner room.

Seeing Grenville Harper following step by step, Zhao Chuanxin turned around and said, "Hey, why the hell are you following me?"

Seeing his rude words, Grenville Harper became even more disdainful.

As a member of the upper class, he met either gentlemen or ladies, and all of them were polite and courteous.

He plausibly said: "I didn't follow you, I followed Ms. Maria."

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes widened: "I don't care who you follow, but you can't follow me, otherwise don't blame me for undermining you!"

"..."

Grenville Harper really didn't dare to get involved.

Zhao Chuanxin took Wilhelmina into the back workshop, where there was a bald old master, wearing spectacles, and hammering gold with his hands covered with calluses and cracks.

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin coming, he nodded as a greeting.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the various tools on the table. They were very complete.

Wilhelmina asked him in a low voice: "What on earth do you want to do?"

There was no one behind, so Zhao Chuanxin slapped her on the butt: "I'm going to figure it out, it's your birthday today, no matter what, I have to prepare a birthday gift for you."