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

Ying Zheng held the "Strategies of Governing the Country" in his hands as if it were a treasure. Whenever he had questions, he would ask, and Su Xuan would patiently answer them.

The two discussed with each other, sometimes arguing, sometimes laughing.

Gai Nie brought some food, but neither of them had any interest in it, and they talked all night until dawn. Ying Zheng was still not tired at all, and he felt extremely happy.

I'm afraid this is what it feels like to find a soulmate.

"The King of Qin has come from afar, and he is exhausted from the journey. He did not sleep last night, so why not take a rest?" Su Xuan took the initiative to speak, interrupting Ying Zheng's desire to continue the conversation. "There will be plenty of opportunities to speak freely in the future."

Ying Zheng nodded with a lingering feeling.

Su Xuan stretched lazily, slowly stood up, and reminded, "Ba Linglong has arrived in Xinzheng, King Qin must be more careful."

Ying Zheng's eyes sank slightly. He knew very well who Luo Wang belonged to.

Prime Minister, can't you tolerate me?

There was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Anyone who stands in his way will be swept into the dust of history!

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Pearl Palace.

Led by the maid, Honglian soon met Madam Mingzhu.

As soon as she walked into the room, Honglian frowned subconsciously.

Her nose twitched and she fanned herself lightly with her delicate hands.

weird smell.

What is Madam Mingzhu doing? She doesn't even know how to ask someone to tidy up her own room?

Seeing Madam Mingzhu sitting there as if nothing had happened, she was secretly surprised.

Can't she smell it?

"Hello, Madam Mingzhu." She greeted reluctantly.

"Why are you so polite?" Madam Mingzhu smiled charmingly, "This is not like your character."

"Come and sit down!" She patted the stool next to her.

Honglian stood not far from Madam Mingzhu with a puzzled look on her face. She didn't remember having such a close relationship with Madam Mingzhu.

What evil plan is she planning?

She kept looking at Madam Mingzhu and was slightly stunned. She found that after not seeing her for a while, Madam Mingzhu was even more like a vixen than Foxy.

She was wearing a purple tight-fitting long dress that showed off her curvy figure to the fullest. Her skin was white with a rosy glow, like a bright pearl in the dark night. She exuded an inexplicable charm from head to toe. If Honglian had to describe her, she felt that Madam Mingzhu at this moment was like the famous peach Lu Yuebai that had just been tributed to Nanyang.

The kind that's ripe.

"Just tell me what you want to say." Honglian didn't want to argue with her any further, so she spoke directly.

Madam Mingzhu was not annoyed. "The king has discussed your marriage with me before. Now that you are a beautiful lady, it is time for you to find a suitable husband."

"I haven't thought about it yet." Honglian's eyes flashed, and his tone couldn't help but weaken.

"Some things are gone once you miss them." Madam Mingzhu smiled meaningfully. "I once heard the king say that you and Mr. Su Xuan had met once?"

Although Honglian didn't understand why she asked this, she nodded anyway.

"I heard that you have been interested in painting since you were young. From what I know, it seems that Mr. Su Xuan invented paper after meeting you."

Madam Mingzhu smiled meaningfully and said, "Tell me, is this something he invented especially for you?"

For yourself?

Honglian opened her pink lips slightly and stood there blankly, looking a little surprised, as if she was thinking about this possibility.

"I heard that your meeting with him was not a pleasant experience. Do you think he did this on purpose to attract your attention?" Mrs. Mingzhu pressed the issue and persuaded her in a gentle manner.

That handsome face suddenly appeared in Honglian's mind. He had a warm smile, and in the autumn scenery of the lake, he held her tightly in his arms.

He said that he was her future wife...

He also said that he was born beautiful, lively, straightforward, innocent and lovely...

Suddenly, her cheeks flushed with shame, she bit her lips lightly, and murmured absentmindedly, "So he wanted to attract my attention?"

Who asked you to do this to get my attention!

Even if I didn't do this, I would...

What a smart-aleck pig!

Looking at Honglian, whose heart was filled with spring and whose pretty face was full of lust, Madam Mingzhu raised a playful smile.

I really want to see what her expression will be when one day two women share one husband.

It must be very interesting!

Honglian, immersed in her own world, did not notice anything unusual about Madam Mingzhu.

She made an excuse and left in a hurry.

Because she couldn't wait to verify her inner thoughts.

Thinking of the famous Nanyang peach Lu Yuebai that had just been offered as tribute, she had an idea.

When my brother goes to Zi Lan Xuan, I can bring some peaches for everyone in Zi Lan Xuan to taste, and I can also take the opportunity to test him.

Madam Mingzhu in the room slowly stood up, glanced at the figure behind her, and said with a sweet smile, "My dear, are you satisfied with what I have done for you?"

Su Xuan came out in a long robe and chuckled, "My wife is very considerate and has the demeanor of a great lady."

Madam Mingzhu's eyes slightly raised, as if she was smiling. She lifted her long hair by her ears with her delicate hands. She looked lazy and glanced casually at Su Xuan's open chest.

Unlike ordinary Confucian scholars, Su Xuan's entire upper body has clear lines and contours, a broad and powerful chest, and a full sense of strength.

"Madam, the person who disturbed us has left. We can concentrate on our work now." Su Xuan walked behind Madam Mingzhu, put his hands on her shoulders, and whispered in her ear, "What do you think, Madam?"

Madam Mingzhu shuddered and her eyes fell on the windowsill not far away.

Thinking of the crazy scene between the two of them, her face flushed, her legs rubbed against each other unconsciously, and her body began to feel weak.

This enemy is really too troublesome!

She felt a little resentful, but she did not refuse, because she knew that he would be leaving Korea soon, and it would take a long time for them to meet again.

Both of them cherish the opportunity to be affectionate with each other.

Well, I'll just fulfill this enemy's wish.

She responded softly, and then saw the enemy put her down on the table, his hot breath sprayed on her earlobe, and whispered softly, "My lady, in this season, there is a kind of fruit with plump flesh. Just take a bite and the juice will splash everywhere."

"Does your Majesty know what kind of fruit it is?"