Zhao Huaizhong's voice sounded through the bone mirror, and the saint's power that he transmitted through the mirror was so powerful that it was unimaginable.
Xiying lay on her back in the tub, her pink lotus-like arms resting on both sides of the tub, her eyes narrowed slightly, her face flushed, and then she thought of the Crown Prince of Qin whom she had seen in Xianyang.
Subconsciously, she gently clamped her legs.
"Crown Prince..."
That night, Xiying went to bed early, and she dreamed of everything.
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In mid-August, it’s extremely hot in Xianyang.
In the early morning, during the court meeting in the main hall of Xianyang Palace, King Zhuang Xiang's throne was vacant.
Just like last summer, King Zhuang Xiang went to Cuihua Mountain to escape the summer heat.
Zhao Huaizhong supervised the country for the second time.
In fact, since returning from summer vacation last year, King Zhuang Xiang intended to let Zhao Huaizhong share more state affairs.
After more than a year of training and two inspections of the country, Zhao Huaizhong was already very familiar with it.
That night, when he returned to the Crown Prince's Mansion, Liu Qi came to report: "The Koreans have sent envoys to Xianyang and they are asking for an audience outside the mansion at the moment."
Chapter completed!