Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

The Royal Capital of South Korea, Xinzheng City
The palace, the dusk has passed, and the night is slowly falling.

The King's Mansion, Han Wangan just left the palace gate, and was about to take a step and go to the mansion of Mrs. Mingzhu to rest.

"Father."

With her little hands behind her back, Honglian stepped forward with a relaxed and lively pace. Her beautiful amber eyes were full of smiles. The long skirt swayed with the girl's bouncing movements, making the lady look graceful and graceful.

Han Wangan raised his eyes and said, "Honglian, why are you here?"

"Isn't it punishment for your father to ground you?" Han Wangan looked serious and looked at the two inner prisons behind Honglian with majestic eyes.

The two inner eunuchs were terrified and bowed their heads quickly.

Hong Lian stepped forward, supported Han Wangan's arm, and said with a smile, "Father, don't blame them. It's my daughter who begged them to let her go out of the house."

Hong Lian continued: "Daughter has completely figured it out during the days of confinement."

"Daughter shouldn't be arrogant and disobedient to you. My father is tired of dealing with government affairs every day for the prosperity of the Korean people, but I still want to make you angry."

Honglian blamed herself and said, "Especially in the past few days, the border has not been peaceful. The Qin army invaded and attacked Wancheng. The new lord of Wei broke his promise and suppressed the northern border of South Korea."

"The burden on the father is already very heavy, but the daughter can't understand the father at all, and disobeys you again and again for her own selfishness."

"Hey..." Honglian lowered her head and wept, and the crystal tears fell from Amber's beautiful eyes.

Han Wang'an said with great comfort, "Lian'er, it's good that you can understand the hard work of being a father."

"Hey, don't cry."

Honglian sobbed, nodded and said: "My daughter understands, my daughter understands everything. If there is no father who cares about the country and the people, how can there be a princess living like Honglian."

"The daughter agreed to marry the father and the king."

Hearing these words, King Han's heart fell to the ground.

During this period of time, Qin and Wei made frequent changes, which caused Chu to also eye the South Korean border and prepare to fish in troubled waters.

As long as the Ji family's father and son are married, Ji Wuye's family will be bound together with the Han royal family, and everyone will lose and everyone will prosper. Ji Wuye will be more devoted to his duties and serve wholeheartedly.

Moreover, Ji Yihu is young and promising. Although he is a bit playful, he is indeed a talent to be made, and he will be a pillar of South Korea in the future.

Honglian said: "Then, father, let's go back to Honglian's mansion and discuss it in detail. After all, it is the most important thing in my daughter's life, so I can't be careless."

"Uh, this..." Han Wangan thought of Mrs. Mingzhu's graceful figure, sexy lace clothes, and long, slender white legs. Because of the military crisis, he hadn't enjoyed it for many days.

Hong Lian smiled and said: "Forget it, the military affairs are busy these days, and the government affairs are cumbersome. The father must have important things to do."

"My daughter knew that my father is busy with government affairs, so I prepared a bowl of lotus seed soup in advance. Father, you have to finish it, this is cooked by my daughter herself."

An inner eunuch stepped forward, brought a wooden tray, and presented soup.

Honglian uncovered the porcelain bowl, held the bowl in her left hand and the spoon in her right, and gave Han Wangan a soup full of lotus seeds, and brought it to him, she said pitifully, "Father, this is the first time my daughter cooks for you, and I apologize for your sins."

"So, even if it doesn't taste good, you have to finish it."

Han Wangan was very happy. He felt that my son Honglian had finally become sensible and grown up. He took a sip of the lotus seed soup and said, "Yes, it's delicious. I didn't expect Lianer to have such cooking skills."

Hong Lian giggled and said, "It's all taught by Hu Meiren. My daughter suddenly discovered that Hu Meiren is actually quite easy to get along with and kind."

"Oh, really?" Han Wangan smiled even more heartily. When a person is happy, his appetite will naturally increase.

In the past, Honglian hated the two women in the harem the most, one was Mrs. Mingzhu, and the other was Hu Meiren.

Now that his beloved daughter has a good relationship with the woman he likes, Han Wangan is indeed very happy as a father.

The lotus seed soup was not boiled much, and the three small bowls were quickly finished.

Honglian waved goodbye, graceful and graceful, squinting her eyes and said with a smile: "Hee hee, father, hurry up and deal with government affairs. My daughter is leaving."

Watching Honglian leave, Han Wangan said happily: "Now, Honglian is really sensible."

The old eunuch agreed: "It seems that your majesty is right in arranging the marriage for Princess Honglian. It is true that girls will have a temper before they get married, but they will grow up soon after they get married."

The step was raised, and the group left slowly.

Han Wang'an was very relieved, stroked his hands and said, "Well, it makes sense."

Half a quarter of an hour later, Mrs. Mingzhu's mansion arrived.

Han Wangan favored the tidal banshee the most, so Mrs. Mingzhu's mansion was built relatively close to his residence, only half a quarter of an hour's walk away.

"Your Majesty is here!"

At nightfall, light the way before the inner prison.

Han Wangan walked through the palace wall corridor and went straight to the bedroom of the fashionable banshee. For some reason, Han Wangan missed Mrs. Mingzhu's graceful figure and plump figure more and more in his heart.

He thought to himself: "Maybe it's because I haven't been close to women in the last half month."

Han Wangan still has self-knowledge. He knows that he likes women, and he has worked tirelessly for decades. Mrs. Mingzhu is the top beauty he has met in these years, not one of them.

With a squeak, the door of the bedroom closed, and Han Wangan ordered: "Exit the inner courtyard and wait outside the inner courtyard."

"Obey!" Everyone retreated in unison.

This is routine, they are already familiar with it.

Fragrant boudoir bedroom, covered with red carpets, sandalwood scenting the heart and soul, Mrs. Mingzhu stands gracefully behind the screen, graceful and charming, with a variety of styles, and said in a gentle voice: "Your Majesty, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Aifei."

Han Wangan stepped forward, opened the screen, and a plump and beautiful figure in front of the couch came into his eyes.

The moment he saw Mrs. Mingzhu, Han Wangan's blood was surging and his heartbeat accelerated, as if he had returned to the night when he was transformed for the first time when he was young.

The trendy banshee is dressed in black lace, with icy muscles and bones, graceful and plump, with blueberry-colored lips, narrow and beautiful eyes, and slender and sexy legs wearing lace. With a provocative tone, she hooked her jade finger and said, "Come on, Your Majesty."

"My concubine, the widow is here."

Han Wangan rushed forward, trying to grab the trendy banshee, with obsession and fanaticism in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, don't be in a hurry?" Mrs. Mingzhu avoids this embrace, her gesture of refusal and welcome is very provocative.

Han Wangan said with a smile, "I haven't seen you in half a month. I miss you so much. How can you not be in a hurry."

"Come on, Concubine Ai, you and I will have a good night together."

Han Wangan rushed forward, and the fashionable banshee spit out her lips, and a wisp of purple gas rushed towards her face, scattered on Han Wangan's face, and the latter fell asleep on the spot.

Shenhun Dan usually takes about a quarter of an hour to attack.However, there are exceptions. If you encounter mental and material stimulation such as illusion and charm, you will attack on the spot.

The trendy banshee chuckled, looking at Han Wangan lying on the red carpet, her rose lips gradually curled up in a stern arc: "Heh, after so many years, your nature is still hard to change, and your lust is not extinguished."

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In the Honglian Mansion, Han Fei was in a daze.

"Guren, what are you talking about?"

Han Fei helplessly supported his forehead and said, "My God, you are a daughter who has not left the court, a princess raised in a deep boudoir, you will understand these messy things at any time."

Honglian smiled and said: "Don't worry, the dose is very small."

"In order to ensure that the father is interested in the trendy banshee, and let the trendy banshee use 100% of the methods that the father used to use before, I have to wrong the father and his old man."

Nongyu turned around, covered her face and snickered.

After a while, Han Fei said solemnly: "Now, everything is ready."

"The big show arranged by Brother Li himself is officially staged."

A green shirt and a handsome face flashed through Nongyu's mind, and he said proudly: "After this big drama, the fate of many people will be changed by Brother Li."