Could it be that Ziru’s request to stay at Prince Han’s Mansion really had a purpose?
No! Zi Yihan shook his head again, Ru'er, she is such a kind girl, as simple as her sixth brother.
If Meng doesn't like her, then he doesn't like her. Anyway, he has a good idea of who to choose as the new bride, and Ru'er will go back after staying for a while.
At this moment, Zi Yihan thought so, but if he knew that today's decision would cause the most painful memory in his life, he would never do it, but when tragedy grows from a small seed
The towering tree fell down in front of him, crushing his heart. By that time, it was already too late.
No one in the Three Realms and Six Paths would have those eyes that would stare at him coldly and say, if you don't like it, you just don't like it!
Ziru settled down in Prince Han's Mansion, which was some distance away from Shuixie Pavilion. For several days, Han Mengxiao didn't bump into her at Prince Han's Mansion, and his heart calmed down a little.
One of the items in the Xinjun election was public opinion. Han Mengxiao publicly issued slogans in support of Zi Yiran in black shops all over Zimo. In addition, Zi Yiran's reputation for "kindness and benevolence" soon won the unanimous support of people in many places.
Recommended, he became the most popular candidate for the new king among the people. Behind Zi Yi was Suining Hou Zihaotian, the seventh prince Zi Yijun ranked third, and the fourteenth prince Zi Yibai ranked third.
Fourth place. The other candidates are relatively unpopular.
That night, Han Mengxiao was just about to go to sleep when a heavy knock came from the door. She quickly got up and walked towards the door without lighting the light. Before she could reach the door, the window next to her banged.
It opened with a sound, and a figure jumped up and hugged her in his arms.
Smelling the familiar smell coming from that person, Han Mengxiao's tense heart relaxed and said: "Zi Yihan, why are you coming to my place so late at night?"
Zi Yihan didn't speak, but his arms around her tightened, as if he wanted to drag Han Mengxiao into his body. Han Mengxiao felt pain, felt something was wrong, and struggled hard: "Zi Yihan, you
I'm crazy, let go, you're hurting me."
"Don't... move..." Zi Yihan choked out two words through his teeth, and then retracted his hand, breathing heavily. His face was close to the crook of Han Mengxiao's neck, and Han Mengxiao could feel that his body was getting heavier and heavier.
As it got hotter, Han Mengxiao thought of a possibility, widened his eyes, and asked, "Who did it?"
"Zi Haotian!" Zi Yihan panted heavily and replied coldly.
In the evening, Zi Haotian came to Prince Han's Mansion and set up wine and food in the courtyard where Zi Ru lived. He invited Zi Yihan to reminisce about the past. When he talked about the kindness of the late emperor, Zi Haotian seemed very sad. He drank one glass after another, and then drank
Feeling a little dizzy, he started to drink Zi Yihan together. He didn't know which cup Zi Haotian had tampered with, but Zi Yihan didn't even notice it. It wasn't until something felt wrong behind him that he suddenly woke up and hurriedly found a drink.
He made an excuse and ran out.
Zi Haotian actually gave him an aphrodisiac!
Zi Yihan initially thought it was an ordinary aphrodisiac, thinking that a dip in the cold water would be enough. Unexpectedly, the more he soaked, the hotter he got, so he quickly used magic to ask the matchmaker, only to find out that the medicine Zi Haotian gave him was not
It was easy to pass by just one step, so I ran to Han Mengxiao.
"What medicine?" Han Mengxiao asked again.
"Qimei." Zi Yihan said. In the quiet night, Han Mengxiao could clearly hear the sound of Zi Yihan gritting her teeth.