Hanwang Palace.

For this familiar and unfamiliar place, Zhao Jia is not the first time to come, compared to the curiosity and expectation of the previous times, this time it is a familiar road, under the leadership of the waiter, all the way to the inner garden of the deep palace unimpeded, in the back garden in a pavilion to see Han Wangan.

With Han Wang'an is also Mrs. Mingzhu, who is wearing a purple long dress, which hooks the perfect arc of her figure to the fullest.

The proud snow makes people can't help but look at it twice, and they can't wait to fall into it......

"I've seen King Han, Mrs. Mingzhu."

When Zhao Jia walked into the pavilion, he had already withdrawn his eyes from looking at Mrs. Mingzhu, and he was neither humble nor arrogant, as a virtuous and prudent prince of Zhao Guo, his noble son's character naturally could not collapse, at least on the bright side.

As for secretly...... A virtuous and prudent boy is not suitable for this power game.

Mrs. Mingzhu naturally also saw Zhao Jia, a little thief, the moment she saw the other party, she couldn't help but breathe, her towering chest felt a little stuffy inexplicably, and her narrow and charming eyes flashed with a cold glow.

Without him, she suffered several losses at the hands of Zhao Jia, which made her haunted by it to this day, and she couldn't wait to tie Zhao Jia up and torture her slowly.

She really wanted to see Zhao Jia's handsome face, losing her calm look, and even showing fear.

Han Wangan saw Zhao Jia coming, and after he had saluted, he raised his hand unhurriedly and said with a kind face: "No need to be polite, your father has already proposed marriage for you, this marriage, Gu agreed, in the future, we will also be a family." ”

Compared with Han Wang'an, who adopted a delaying strategy last time, this time Han Wang'an seems to be a different person, for fear that Honglian will not be able to marry.

Zhao Jia naturally felt this.

Obviously, the pressure on South Korea from Qin is too great, especially the envoys of Qin and Zhao have entered South Korea one after another, if the king of Han continues to choose to step on two boats and does not give an accurate answer on both sides, then South Korea's situation is not just worrying.

Let's be honest.

Zhao Jia's father, Zhao Wangyan, is also notoriously bad, this time Zhao Jia asked to marry Princess Honglian, if Han Wangan refused, Zhao Wangyan would inevitably ask South Korea for an explanation.

In addition, the Qin State is now clinging to the killing of the envoys.

Add the two.

Definitely a weight that South Korea can't bear.

"Thank you, King Han."

Zhao Jia pretended to be happy and bowed again.

Han Wang An laughed, got up with a ruddy face, and said with a smile: "Still called Han Wang?" ”

"Father."

Zhao Jia shouted.

Han Wang'an had already walked in front of Zhao Jia, his big hand had already held Zhao Jia's forearm, his palm was slightly forced, the smile on his face was retracted, and he told quite seriously: "Honglian is the widow's most beloved daughter, you must treat her well in the future, and you must not bully her!" ”

"Naturally, the son-in-law will not have to lose her!"

Zhao Jia nodded in response, with a serious expression.

Han Wangan's face softened slightly, and his smile increased again, and he took Zhao Jia's arm and sat on the stone table on the side, chatting with Zhao Jia.

Mrs. Mingzhu on the side was smiling, with a little 'love', as if the stepmother looked at her son-in-law, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

As for the meaning of liking, perhaps only she knows it.

Zhao Jia didn't feel uncomfortable, how could a confident man be uncomfortable with a beautiful woman, he chatted with Han Wangan indifferently, and Han Wangan never mentioned the affairs of the Qin State during the whole process, let alone the difficulties of the Qin State's envoy Li Si.

Obviously, Han Wangan didn't want to turn marrying his daughter into a deal.

Even if it is a transaction, on the surface, both parties are people with faces, and what should be done still needs to be done, as for private, it depends on Zhao Jia's performance.

After all, this marriage was only a verbal promise in private, and no decree was made.

The two chatted for a while, and then Han Wangan showed a little tiredness and waved his hand: "Mingzhu, send a virtuous son-in-law for the widow." ”

"Father, take care of the dragon."

Zhao Jia got up and said goodbye.

Mrs. Mingzhu got up elegantly, with a graceful and noble posture, charming and affectionate eyes, raised a slender jade arm slightly, and said softly: "Childe, please." ”

Zhao Jia nodded respectfully, and walked towards the garden with Mrs. Mingzhu.

Nothing to say all the way.

Until he walked out of the back garden, out of Han Wangan's sight.

The smile on Mrs. Mingzhu's face slowly retracted, her charming and cold eyes glanced at Zhao Jia, and said coldly: "Childe still takes care of his eyes, don't forget, this palace is the lady of Korea, you are so dissolute, if people look at it, aren't you afraid of becoming a joke of the Seven Kingdoms?" ”

A joke of the Seven Kingdoms?

Speaking of which, the jokes of the Seven Kingdoms are really a lot, Zhao Jia has read a lot of interesting palace secret histories from history books, and the absurdity can simply refresh the three views of mankind.

In this age of moral decay, are there still fewer jokes in various countries?

"Madame's words are reconciled? Speaking of profligacy, I have been in good order along the way, and I haven't done anything. ”

Zhao Jia pretended to be puzzled and said, looking innocent.

"Oh, Childe's face is really thick~"

Mrs. Mingzhu sneered, glanced at Zhao Jia with some disdain, and then said coldly: "Do you remember the last time you entered the palace?" ”

"Naturally, I remember the taste of Madame, which I still remember."

Zhao Jia suddenly approached, took a deep breath, and said quite intoxicated.

“…… Childe is really not afraid of death. ”

Mrs. Mingzhu was silent for a moment before she said a word faintly.

Zhao Jia stretched out his hand violently, hugged Mrs. Mingzhu, pressed it against the cold wall, and under the gaze of her eyes, approached her delicate earlobe, and whispered: "Peony flowers are also merry to die as a ghost, if Madame wants me to die, you can say it directly." ”

As he spoke, he gently brushed Madame Mingzhu's delicate cheeks, and the fair skin could be broken by blowing.

He could even feel Madame Pearl's tense reaction.

Apparently.

His actions were also quite exciting for Mrs. Mingzhu.

She is the lady of South Korea, the lady of a country, how dare Zhao Jia, this alternative stimulation makes Mrs. Mingzhu's senses infinitely expanded, and she can clearly feel Zhao Jia's heat and the smell coming from his body.

"If I were you, I should think about how to get out of South Korea alive, instead of testing other people's bottom lines again and again."

Mrs. Mingzhu's face was as cold as frost, and she said in a cold voice.

"You care about me?"

Zhao Jia quipped with a touch of playfulness at the corner of his mouth.

Mrs. Mingzhu stared at Zhao Jia coldly, like a beautiful snake, swallowing the snake letter: "I just don't want you to die too easily......"

"That's why Madame wants me to die?"

Zhao Jia sighed lightly.

Mrs. Mingzhu sneered and didn't answer, but soon, she felt Zhao Jia's irregular palm moving down...... (End of chapter)