Chapter 72: The Poison of Rights

On the street at night, a horse-drawn carriage slowly drove on it.

The sound of the wheels turning is clearly visible.

Inside the carriage.

Zhao Jia and Han Fei sat opposite each other, chatting about Tianze and others, as he learned more, Han Fei gradually felt the trickiness of this matter, according to Zhao Jia, the manipulator behind this matter was very likely to be Ji Wuye and others, but in this way, another problem arose.

"According to what Gongzi said, Tianze has been imprisoned by the people of Nightfall, and the release of him is also deliberately done by Nightfall, but if this is the case, why does Nightcover sit back and watch the prince be kidnapped?"

Han Fei thought for a long time and looked at Zhao Jia and asked a question.

I have to say that he has a lot of questions tonight, but he doesn't wait for me, Han Fei has no time to investigate and analyze the truth behind this, he can only try to extract some useful information from Zhao Jia's mouth, and use it as a clue to investigate, which can save time.

At present, what Han Fei lacks the most is time, because the prince's safety is related to too much time, and he is not allowed to investigate slowly.

"I don't know about this, Jiu Gongzi has forgotten, it's my first time in South Korea, and I don't know much about this kind of thing."

Zhao Jiaai looked at Han Fei helplessly, and smiled helplessly, with a very innocent expression.

Han Fei rolled his eyes in his heart, as far as Zhao Jia said, if the other party hadn't investigated in advance, how could the spies know so much detail, but these words obviously couldn't be asked directly, after all, the other party had no obligation to help him, even if the other party wanted to marry Honglian on the surface.

He hadn't figured out what Zhao Jia wanted to do so far, and before he figured it out, Han Fei didn't know whether Zhao Jia was friend or foe.

"I thought Childe knew a lot about Ji Wuye's affairs."

Han Fei chuckled.

Zhao Jia's face was indifferent, and he said quite casually: "I cooperate with Ji Wuye, what I value is not him as a person, but the power in his hands. ”

"Power...... Childe saw it thoroughly. ”

Han Fei was stunned when he heard this, obviously he didn't expect Zhao Jia to say it so bluntly, he groaned a little, and laughed at himself without laughing at himself.

"Doesn't the ninth prince have any thoughts about the position of the crown prince? Now may be a good opportunity. ”

Zhao Jia looked at Han Fei and said instigatingly.

"Childe laughed, Han Fei does not covet the throne, I care more about the law than the throne, the throne is alternate, no one can sit in this position all the time, only the law can survive forever, and only the law can set things right and restore order in this troubled world."

Han Fei did not hesitate at all, his tone was firm, his eyes were bright, and he expounded his ideals.

He was more of an idealist than Lees's realism.

Zhao Jia's expression remained unchanged, and he said slowly: "But if you sit on the throne, the ideal ambition of the Ninth Prince may be easier to realize." ”

"Perhaps."

How could Han Fei not know this truth, but if he fought for that position, South Korea might be even more chaotic.

The poison of power corrupts the most recalcitrant nations, but it also corrupts the toughest people.

How can a student of the Fa not understand this truth?

If he really became that person, he would never be able to go back, and perhaps by then, he would not be the person he is now.

As this question fell, the car fell silent for a while.

A moment later.

Han Fei suddenly opened his mouth and smiled: "Compared to this matter, how is the son and the red lotus getting along?" ”

The meaning behind this marriage is not to be talked about for the time being, at present, it seems that Honglian's resistance to this marriage has weakened a lot, if the two of them are really allowed to develop, maybe it can really be done, if so, it is actually not bad, no matter how bad it is, it can also keep Honglian.

For his sister, Han Fei still cares very much.

"I shouldn't be asked about this matter, the Ninth Prince should ask His Royal Highness Honglian, if she is willing, my relationship with her may be able to increase faster."

Zhao Jia said as a matter of course.

“…… Childe is really frank. ”

The corners of Han Fei's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but complain, obviously admiring Zhao Jia's cheekiness, obviously he was here to ask to marry Honglian, how did he feel that the two sides were in tune.

……

There were no words all the way, and soon the group arrived at Zilanxuan.

Han Fei was in a hurry to find Wei Zhuang for help, there were too few people available to him now, especially in the face of this kind of martial arts master, it was really dwarfed, and he could only rely on Wei Zhuang, as for Zhao Jia, he naturally found the purple girl, admiring her plump and graceful figure.

Tonight's purple girl is still wearing the purple slit cheongsam, and her long white legs loom as she walks, which is seductive.

The thin waist is fruitful, and when you walk around, it is even more rippling with a charming charm.

The only regrettable thing is the heavy makeup on her face, which is slightly delicate, a little less cold and elegant than before, and a little more charming.

"How can Childe have the leisure to come to my Zilanxuan today."

The purple girl walked to Zhao Jia's side, her arms naturally drooped, her hands folded in her lower abdomen, her purple eyes seemed to be able to speak, charming, gentle and affectionate, with a little smile, and said softly, that tone, like a little wife who has not seen her husband for many days, which is infinitely reminiscent.

"I miss you, so I naturally came, I haven't seen you for a few days, and the purple girl still has the same demeanor."

Zhao Jia blinked, looked the other party up and down, and said with a little emotion.

The purple girl covered her mouth and chuckled, her posture was generous, the corners of her mouth smiled, and said: "If the prince really wants to, why won't he come for a few days, he must have been blinded by Her Royal Highness the princess, and he has forgotten the purple girl~"

"Give me my hand~"

Zhao Jia's face was straight, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and said to the purple girl.

The purple girl was stunned by Zhao Jia's sudden seriousness, hesitated for a moment, then handed her hand over, and suddenly felt that her hand was held by a big hand, and then Zhao Jia's voice came from her ears: "I forget that no one will forget you, because your eyes are very similar to my mother." ”

He held the purple girl's hand, his eyes showed a bit of emotion and reminiscence, as if he was remembering his dead mother.

When the purple girl saw Zhao Jia's expression, she suddenly lost the urge to pull her hand, the kind-hearted big sister will always comfort the lost brother, especially the good-looking brother, after all, women have motherhood, this is instinct and nature.

"Let the Purple Girl smile."

Zhao Jia groaned for a while, smiled freely, and seemed to recover, but his hand still did not let go of the purple girl's hand.

The purple girl dragged her hand without tugging, her beautiful eyes moved slightly, staring at Zhao Jia with a smile, silently reminding Zhao Jia that it was time to let go.

Zhao Jia continued to hold her hand as if she hadn't heard it, and even turned her head to look at the scenery downstairs and admired the dancing girls below.

PS: The titles of the first two chapters are wrong, but it doesn't affect it

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