The Qin Dynasty opened the Hengqu Four Sentences, sweeping away all the schools of thought

A courtyard in the Han Palace.

Honglian was wearing a pink and white dress and was waving the sword in her hand vigorously, looking indignant.

This damn bastard! Why is he haunting me all day long?

During this month, the news she heard the most was about Su Xuan. Everyone was praising him, saying that he was a genius rarely seen in a century.

Even my father had lost his mind and was thinking of marrying me to him.

That guy has such a bad character!

She, Honglian, would never! She would never marry him!

It was as if someone's teasing smile appeared in front of her, and she swung even harder.

After slashing several times with the sword, she finally felt relieved.

Whoosh!

She took a deep breath and felt much more refreshed. She put away her sword and walked into the pavilion.

On the stone table in the pavilion was placed snow-white rice paper, with several lifelike sketches randomly superimposed on it. There was a picture of a green lotus blooming, a scroll of mountains and waters, and at the very top was a portrait of a man who was as gentle as jade and handsome.

Honglian looked at the turtle patterns on both sides of the man's cheeks, and a smile appeared in her eyes.

She held the paintbrush in her right hand and rested her left hand on her hair. The scene of their meeting emerged involuntarily in her mind.

Clearly a month has passed, yet it seems as if it were just now vividly remembered.

She put down her paintbrush and looked at the rice paper in front of her with mixed feelings.

In the past, she always painted on silk, which is much more complicated than painting on paper, and the lines are far less delicate than on paper. A mistake would ruin the entire painting, but this problem does not exist on rice paper.

She paints as much as she wants.

She knew that he was the one who developed Xuan paper, including the curved plow that her father praised.

Really has some skills!

She muttered quietly.

And at this moment, a duck-like voice was heard.

"The king has arrived!"

"Father." Honglian greeted him reluctantly.

"Honglian, what do you think?" Han Wangan went straight to the point.

"Father, Honglian just wants to be with you." Honglian walked to Han Wangan, hugged his arm, and began to act coquettishly.

"Honglian, your father can obey you on other matters, but you must listen to your father on this matter!" Han Wangan's face became serious.

"No way!" Honglian puffed up her cheeks, turned her head to the other side, and began to act willful.

"Honglian, can't you understand your father?" King Han sighed suddenly, appearing to be troubled.

Honglian secretly glanced at Han Wangan, seeming a little surprised that he said such a thing.

In the past, when my father’s persuasion was futile, didn’t he just make harsh remarks and leave in anger?

Why did you suddenly change your temper today?

"Why do you think our father insists on letting you marry Mr. Su Xuan?" Han Wangan asked.

"Do you think father did this for himself?" Seeing Honglian didn't say anything, King Han continued, "Father did this for you and for Korea!"

Honglian turned to look at Han Wangan, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"You should know that being born in an imperial family means that many things are beyond your control." He paused, then continued, "This includes marriage."

"Rather than marrying you to other powerful people, father would rather marry you to Mr. Su Xuan."

"He is your ninth brother's senior apprentice and Master Xun's top student. He has a good character and Father knows him well. Father can safely hand you over to him, but can Father be confident in other people?"

There was a flash of confusion in Honglian's eyes. Could it be that her father really did this for her?

Han Wangan took out the lines he had prepared long ago and asked, "How many young talents do you think can surpass Mr. Su Xuan in this world?"

Honglian was obviously stunned for a moment, because among the people she knew, no one could compare to Su Xuan.

At this moment, she had to admit Su Xuan's excellence.

"Can you tell father why you don't want to marry Mr. Su Xuan?" Han Wangan further tested.

Honglian's pink lips trembled, as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself.

How could I possibly say such an embarrassing thing out loud?

She remained silent.

It wasn't a big deal, she was just playing a trick on him with the painting and never really thought about revenge.

The reason for rejection may be that the decision was made without asking for your opinion at the beginning.

"It's also your father's fault for spoiling you too much since you were a child." Han Wangan sighed, seeming to blame himself, and said helplessly, "If you don't want to get married, then don't get married."

Han Wangan retreated to advance, "Father is old, and now there are many things that are beyond his ability. I thought that if you marry Mr. Su Xuan, Mr. Su Xuan would more or less help father and South Korea. Now, alas..."

He shook his head, turned and walked away.

Looking at Han Wangan's desolate and lonely back, Honglian's heart trembled and she felt extremely guilty.

She saw a few strands of gray in Han Wangan's hair and realized that her father was really old.

Maybe, this time, I was really too willful.

"Father..."

"I'll...consider it." She bit her red lips lightly, her head feeling a mess.

King Han paused, with an expression of joy that was hard to conceal in his eyes.

Prime Minister Zhang's strategy of using emotion and reason to persuade the people and retreating to advance was indeed effective!

But thinking about it is not enough! He has to add fuel to the fire.

It’s best to make it a done deal!

Because even if Honglian agreed, it was only a unilateral agreement, and Mr. Su Xuan did not say he agreed.

But once they have physical contact, Mr. Su Xuan can't refuse!

He felt like he was really worried about his daughter!

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At midnight, the Pearl Palace was brightly lit and filled with faint fragrance.

Mrs. Mingzhu sat on the soft chair with her legs crossed, looking at the book in her hands with interest.

This is a vernacular story book called "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio". In the beginning, she just used it to kill time, but later she was gradually attracted by the characters and plots. Every time after finishing reading it, she began to look forward to the latest plot.

What's annoying is that the author of this book updates too slowly, only updating one story every three days. If possible, she really wants to lock that guy in a small dark room until she is satisfied and then let him out.

After reading the latest story, she stretched lazily and looked out the window absentmindedly.

Not coming again?

There was a barely perceptible hint of disappointment in her eyes.

"Are you thinking about me, Madam?" A magnetic voice echoed in the room. When Madam Mingzhu reacted, Su Xuan was already sitting on the soft chair, holding Madam Mingzhu in his arms.

Although this behavior seemed presumptuous to outsiders, Madam Mingzhu was used to it and even took the initiative to move closer to Su Xuan's arms.

"You have never been so unpunctual before." Mrs. Mingzhu's tone was calm, and no emotion could be heard.

"I went to prepare a surprise for the queen." Su Xuan felt the softness and plumpness in his hand, reluctantly withdrew his hand, and took out a finely carved little figure from his arms.

The little man is only the size of a palm, but he is very lifelike, perfectly replicating human facial features, even the hair and jewelry are exactly the same.

This is a small figurine carved after Madam Mingzhu.

"Does the queen like it?"

Mrs. Mingzhu took the crystal figure and looked at it again and again.

Su Xuan, on the other hand, set his sights on Madam Mingzhu.

Today, Mrs. Mingzhu is wearing a black lace dress. She has a graceful figure, skin as crystal clear as jade, a slender waist, a plump chest, and a proud cleavage that is a feast for the eyes.

The semi-hollow black lace not only shows the charming and enchanting outline, but also adds a hazy feeling, which arouses endless reverie.

If Yan Lingji is naturally charming and can ignite the fire in one's heart, then Madam Mingzhu at this moment is extremely charming and enchanting, arousing the deepest desires in one's heart.

She is like a poppy, beautiful but also containing deadly poison. Once you are infected with it, you can no longer extricate yourself.

Mrs. Mingzhu carefully placed the figurine on the table, moving very gently, as if she was afraid of breaking it.

"You just use some cheap stuff to fool me." Madam Mingzhu gently lifted the hair beside her ear and glanced at Su Xuan casually, with a lot of charm in her eyes. "I'm not so easily bribed by you."

As early as half a month ago, she knew the value of these things.

"Your Majesty, don't you like it?" Su Xuan seemed a little regretful, "I spent most of the day making this."

"You enemy, do you want me to tell you everything clearly?" She gave Su Xuan a look of anger and resentment.

"Don't you know what my intentions are?" As she said this, she placed Su Xuan's hand on her chest, allowing Su Xuan to feel it carefully.

Su Xuan was not surprised by the changes in Madam Mingzhu. During this month, he had brought many surprises to Madam Mingzhu.

What do the noble ladies in the deep palace need most?

No need to think about it, of course it’s companionship!

He not only gave Mrs. Mingzhu enough company, but also gave her enough surprises and enough happiness.

Every time he came, he would bring some special little gifts, like this figurine. Although it was not expensive, it made Mrs. Mingzhu feel her thoughtfulness.

Including "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio", which he also gave to Mrs. Mingzhu so that she could use it to pass the time. Even if Su Xuan was not around, she would think of Su Xuan the first time she saw these things.

"Your Majesty, I still prefer the second time we met." Su Xuan looked at Madam Mingzhu with a smile.

When they met for the second time, their relationship was far from being so close.

He whispered softly in Madam Mingzhu's ear.

"Your Highness is even more charming when she resists."

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