Qin Dynasty snare people

Hanwang Palace, in the inner courtyard of the harem, in a pavilion.

At this moment, a woman wearing a pink and white gauze dress is dressing up. Her slender figure is faintly visible against the gauze, her soft jade arms like snow lotus roots, her long and graceful legs, and her delicate The delicate ice muscles and jade bones are as exciting as a jade girl.

This is a woman who is soft to the core.

It's charming and lovable.

However, compared to Mrs. Pearl, she has a slightly weaker temperament. She is carefully looking at herself in the bronze mirror with a pair of foxy eyes, and at the same time, she is carefully modifying her beautiful face with her hands.

Like a canary in a cage, it wants to dress itself up beautifully to win the favor of its owner.

A maid standing next to her stood chattering for a long time, but found that the woman didn't pay attention to her, and she suddenly said in frustration:

"Madam, why don't you care at all~"

"What is there to care about? She is the wife of a country, and I am just a beauty in the harem. Do you think I can still compete with her?"

The woman glanced at the little maid next to her with charming eyes and asked softly.

"Who doesn't know that the King in the palace loves you the most, Madam? Madam Mingzhu is just relying on her status. If Madam, your background was not inferior to hers, the position of Queen would have been yours long ago~"

The maid whispered softly.

Hearing this, Hu Meiren said calmly: "Stop talking nonsense, next time you let me hear these words, you don't have to follow me."

After saying that, Hu Meiren stood up slowly, her long skirt fell to the floor, her figure was slender and graceful, soft hair gently slid across her cheeks, revealing her delicate and beautiful face.

Really, one point more is too much, and one point less is too little.

The body is just right.

"This slave knows that I was wrong."

The maid's face turned pale, she quickly lowered her head and spoke softly.

"It's not something that's wrong, but a question of whether it's right or not. I'm walking on thin ice in this harem, but you are more presumptuous than me. You dare to say such things now, forgetting the rules."

Hu Meiren turned around, looked at the maid, and said softly.

The calm voice made the maid kneel down, a little frightened.

"You have been with me for so many years, you should know what to say and what not to say. There is no next time for some things, so get up."

Hu Meiren gently waved her long sleeves, folded her hands on her lower abdomen, and said softly.

"yes!"

The maid nodded and responded softly.

Hu Meiren's eyes were calm and she said calmly: "Let's go, follow me to see the king."

She had never thought of competing with Mrs. Mingzhu, because the two parties were not on the same level at all. Her status all came from Han Wangan, but Mrs. Mingzhu could be on an equal footing with Han Wangan by virtue of her status. This was the gap.

Some things are destined from the moment of birth.

If you want to survive in this harem, a clear mind is more important than anything else.

Hu Meiren knew exactly what she needed.

. . . . . .

Most countries are similar. When the king's children reach adulthood, they usually move out of the palace and find another place to live. As for the princess, she stays in the palace until she gets married. This is not much different from later dynasties.

However, Han Fei is an exception in South Korea.

When he was young, he went out to study. At that time, he had not been entrusted with any territory or awarded any honorary official position. Several years had passed when he returned.

So after Han Fei came back, he was arranged to live in the palace where he had lived. It was still within the palace. He was served by two maids, a eunuch and two guards. The specifications were in line with the treatment of a young master. No one dared In this regard, a young man is deprived of the treatment he deserves.

Even if he is a young master whose status is not favored, he is still a young master.

now.

Han Fei's palace door was suddenly kicked open, and then Honglian rushed in, blocked by several maids. Her pretty face was rosy due to impatience, as if she had been smeared with rouge, making her look even more beautiful, and her eyes were bright. The eagerness was barely concealed.

Wearing a pink and white palace dress, she is full of girlish beauty and purity.

Even though there was an angry look on his face, it was still hard to describe the innocence and romance.

Especially those bright peach blossom eyes, clean and clear, without any scheming.

"Brother, that big liar has entered the palace, let's find someone to beat him up together!"

Honglian said impatiently as soon as he came in.

"Who to hit?"

Han Fei looked at Honglian knowingly and smiled bitterly.

He really didn't understand why Honglian could hold so much resentment towards Luo Yan.

"Who else could it be but Luo Zhengchun? He tricked him into coming to the palace. Even my father was tricked by him. Let's go together to expose his tricks, and then find someone to beat him up!"

Honglian stretched out her fair white wrist, clenched her fist, waved it vigorously, and said menacingly.

Those bright peach blossom eyes were filled with excitement and impatience.

Guren, what have you learned in these years?

Han Fei looked at such a "cute" Hong Lian and sighed in his heart. He was a little confused about whether to laugh or cry. He explained: "My father has said that he should be treated with the courtesy of a national scholar, but you still want to find someone to beat him?"

"Yes, this is my courtesy as a national scholar!"

Hong Lian hummed, and Han Fei looked a little dumbfounded.

Why is the stupid sister so confident! ?

"We can't fight anymore, not to mention the fourth brother is following him now. Do you think we still have a chance?"

Han Fei scratched the back of his head and felt a headache. He thought about it and tried to persuade him from another angle.

"I don't care, brother, please find a way!"

Honglian's cheeks puffed up and she said unreasonably.

"My father will blame me. Do you want your brother to be punished by your father?"

Han Fei looked at Honglian, confused.

"That guy is a big liar, and he is always willing to follow others' advice. He even praised that old witch Madam Mingzhu for her peerless beauty, and even wanted to paint her to keep her young forever. No matter how beautiful she is, can she be as beautiful as me!"

Hong Lian pouted angrily, and her moist lips kept complaining to Han Fei.

Obviously, compared to yesterday's incident of Luo Yan taking advantage of her, today's incident of Luo Yan flattering Mrs. Mingzhu made her even more angry.

Women's focus is always more peculiar.

Especially girls.

You'll never know what's going on in her mind.

Han Fei had a headache now. After thinking about it, he smiled and said, "Maybe Luo Yan doesn't know how to paint?"

This possibility seemed very unlikely to Han Fei, but in order to appease Honglian, that was all he could say.

"That's right, it's best to paint that old witch into an ugly monster!"

Guren nodded vigorously and said.

Han Fei shook his head helplessly, and then turned his eyes to the silk cloth in front of him. There were four sentences written on it, and there was a hint of complexity and emotion in his eyes.

Brother Luo, is this your ambition? !