217. Chapter 217 Mrs. Ben has taken a fancy to you
He wants to stand on the edge of power and lust, but not for his own enjoyment. He has great ambitions and wants to create an unprecedented peaceful age.
Originally this was just his dream, and he just dreamed about it when he slept at night. He was the youngest prince of the Zimo Dynasty, and even if he took turns taking the emperor's seat, it would not be his turn. But this time in the election of the new emperor, Zi Yihan
Give everyone a fair chance.
This opportunity was like a fire that ignited the prairie in his heart. Even if he had no power or power and no one to support him, he would still give it a try.
He knew that they were trying to pull Nie Qianqiu, but he didn't want to please him. Unexpectedly, Nie Qianqiu sent a secret message himself. Naturally, he was ecstatic, but he had a sense of propriety and knew not to show it too obviously. Just now he was cold.
After a few days, we arranged to meet tonight.
He came to the teahouse early and was a little uneasy while waiting. He was afraid that Nie Qianqiu would regret it and not come. It wasn't that he couldn't trust Nie Qianqiu as a person. It was just that compared with other candidates for the new king, he, the fourteenth young prince, was at a disadvantage.
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Nie Qianqiu came as promised, bringing with him a woman who claimed to be a businessman. The businessman was rich, and Nie Qianqiu had military power. He got two treasures at once. You can imagine how excited he was.
Zi Yibai smiled slightly: "Mrs. Mengyun, you're welcome."
At the age of seventeen, in Han Mengxiao's previous life, he was still a sunny boy in school, but the Zi Yibai in front of him had grown into a mature man with great ambitions. Han Mengxiao sighed in his heart and took the food in front of him.
Take a sip of the fragrant tea in the tea bowl and say: "Good tea."
"Madam, do you know about tea ceremony?" Zi Yibai asked with interest after hearing Han Mengxiao praise tea.
Han Mengxiao pretended to cough twice and said honestly: "I don't understand." Seeing Zi Yibai's questioning eyes, he added: "Look for a topic, find a topic, hehe."
"Madam is very humorous." Zi Yibai smiled gently, and the way he smiled was somewhat similar to Yue Wugou, which stunned Han Mengxiao for a moment.
"You guys can talk about the matter, and if it's settled, I'll pay for it." After the courtesy was over, Han Mengxiao stood up and prepared to leave.
"Mrs. Mengyun," Nie Qianqiu stopped her and reminded: "Then you should tell Prince Bai how much money you can afford."
Han Mengxiao glanced at Nie Qianqiu through the curtain. Why didn't she know before that General Nie, a sixty-year-old man, was still such a jerk? Wasn't he pretending to be confused because he understood?
He said coolly: "Whatever the prince wants, I will give you. If the prince asks, I will give you."
Zi Yibai's body trembled in vain. This tone was too arrogant. According to his intelligence information, there were only a few rich people in Zimoxuan Kingdom. Could it be that Mrs. Mengyun was a secret agent? I thought deeply in my heart.
, he asked: "Why do you want to help me, madam?"
Do you need a reason to give money? Han Mengxiao rolled her eyes under her white gauze. Can I tell you because you are the future emperor of the world? No! After thinking about it, she smiled softly: "My wife has taken a liking to you, do you believe it?
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"Don't believe it?" Zi Yibai shook his head decisively.
"That's right," Han Mengxiao nodded seriously: "So, the secret must not be leaked! When the time comes, you will naturally know it, understand?"
"This... I don't understand." Zi Yibai shook his head decisively again.
"Then you don't understand! I'm hungry and want to go home for dinner. See you later!" Han Mengxiao said this and pushed the door open.