In fact, to put it bluntly, the main reason is that night is the most important thing in Korea. If there are no tigers in the mountains for too long, the monkeys will drift away.
Back then, when Ji Wuye had not yet had the power to dominate the government and the night had not yet enveloped South Korea, Mrs. Mingzhu would never have attempted suicide like this.
But the matter has come to this, Mrs. Mingzhu is not a person who likes to feel sorry for herself, so she should find a way to solve the problem.
The opponent knows your hidden identity clearly, and there is nothing to talk about. Just go all-in and get straight to the point.
"What exactly do you want me to do, sir?" Mrs. Mingzhu put away the fake smile on her face, suppressed the fear and doubts in her heart, and asked Gu Xun's real request with an expressionless face.
"Very direct, pretty good." Gu Xun first falsely praised the other party, and then made his request:
"I won't embarrass you. There is only one request. No matter what, the Emerald Tiger cannot be allowed to terminate its transaction with Zilanxuan because of any of your actions."
"Once the Emerald Tiger senses something is wrong and the transaction fails, as long as I think you are the reason, you will die."
The requirements are not too strict, as long as Mrs. Mingzhu doesn’t make unnecessary little moves in the future, it’s basically fine.
Mrs. Mingzhu knew very well that the greedy fat man was now bent on getting out of Xiaoyao Wan's interests. As long as no major changes occurred, the transaction would be completed as quickly as possible.
Logically speaking, it would be best if she directly responded to Gu Xun's request at this time and settled the matter. However, the fear in her heart disappeared and she didn't know where to go. Instead of answering, she asked:
"Since sir knows my special identity, why don't you take the opportunity to...ask for more?"
"Ha!" Gu Xun smacked his lips and looked at Mrs. Mingzhu who was sitting on the couch with some confusion.
At this time, she was not wearing her usual clothes. She had thin lace straps tied around her waist, legs, and wrists. Only her hips were wearing a short lace skirt, and her chest was a bat-shaped uh...bra? The outermost covering was
A layer of tulle clothing, all the clothes are black, forming an fascinating contrast with the white and tender skin of Mrs. Pearl.
While Gu Xun used his eyes to take advantage, he wondered, this woman... wasn't scared enough? She didn't look like her before, but... why wasn't she honest?
"I wonder what Madam said about this, how many methods are there?"
Of course, Mrs. Mingzhu was not as fearless as Gu Xun thought. In fact, she regretted it after she said it. Why couldn't she keep her mouth shut? She wanted to find a way to persuade her, but when she saw Gu Xun's restless attitude, she
Inexplicably, I feel energetic again.
The Queen's pride is rising again.
"Oh, sir, do you really not know? If you control me, you can secretly borrow the power of Ye Mu and King Han through me. King Han will help you in the temple, and Ye Mu will be used in the rivers and lakes. Then Sir, you will be the real power in Korea.
The uncrowned king among thousands of people, not even Han Wang An and General Ji Wuye can compare with you."
The cake painting is good, but unfortunately there is a problem with the root, and the basic plate is too poor. More than ten thousand people in Korea have a 伄 (pronounced Dior), although in theory most people prefer to use the chicken head instead of the phoenix tail.
But the problem is that this chicken is going to be beheaded in a few years!
Gu Xun would only try to become the uncrowned king of South Korea when he had nothing to do, especially if he had to control a thoughtful harem concubine like Lady Mingzhu. God knows how many calculations and conspiracies there would be.
What's more, Mrs. Mingzhu doesn't have that much ability.
"If madam is really so powerful, why don't you become the uncrowned king of Korea?" Regarding Madam Mingzhu's cake, Gu Xun showed a lack of interest and didn't believe it at all.
On.
Mrs. Mingzhu's thoughts were racing, and countless thoughts were flowing through her mind. She had already said this, and she could not stop abruptly. She could only try to increase her own value and change my status as a fish: p>
"I don't do it because I can't do it. I don't have full control over Han Wangan's strength. Ji Wuye doesn't allow me to grow bigger, but you can do it, sir."
This sentence is the truth.
After all, the nominal leader of the night is Ji Wuye. Although the four evil generals each have their own plans and little thoughts, Ji Wuye still has the greatest say, at least until the five of them completely fall out.
Madam Mingzhu, who is not easy to monitor, has always been extremely jealous. Except for being willing to use the power of night to help her stabilize her position, she does not care about her at all in other situations.
As for Han Wangan, she has no way to achieve real control. With the help of illusions and incense, she can secretly give Han Wangan psychological hints, but hints are only hints after all, and the effect has an upper limit. Of course, for Mrs. Mingzhu
This upper limit is quite high.
"My husband's strength is enough to help me deal with the masters in the palace, and further control King Han. With me as the internal response, it is not difficult to monopolize power against Ji Wuye."
As she spoke, Mrs. Mingzhu stood up, took cat steps, twisted her slender waist, and approached Gu Xun step by step. She leaned close to him, put her head on Gu Xun's shoulder, and exhaled seductively: "Not only power, sir, you can also get me."
Gu Xun's neck felt itchy, and his nose was filled with the unknown aroma of Mrs. Mingzhu. He was not in the sage mode, and he suddenly became distracted. Fortunately, it was just a physical temptation, not mixed with the power of illusions and incense, and Gu Xun could still control it.
Live.
Gu Xun barely calmed down his turbulent mind, took a step back, and distanced himself:
"I never attack married women, madam, please respect yourself."
"As for the rest, you can do whatever you like. It has nothing to do with me. However, remember my request. If something goes wrong, the consequences... you should know." After leaving the last words, Gu Xun disappeared.
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After Gu Xun left, Mrs. Mingzhu realized that she was breaking out in a cold sweat. When she tried to seduce the other party, her heartstrings were stretched to the limit.
However, she could see that Gu Xun didn't care about the cake she drew or the so-called uncrowned king of South Korea, the leader among thousands of people.
It’s not that I don’t believe it, it’s that I don’t care at all.
Everyone Madam Mingzhu has come into contact with is eager for power, whether it is Han Wangan, who is already the most noble person in South Korea, the most powerful general Ji Wuye, or the thoughtful Hou Bai Yifei in blood clothes, and even the whole country.
Officials of all sizes, as well as merchants like Jade Tiger, or even faceless spies like Coinclothes Guest, are all like this.
Is there really such a person? He doesn't care about power at all? But if he is not greedy for power, what is the purpose of scheming against the Emerald Tiger?
Oh, for money!
It's all about making money.
But Mrs. Mingzhu may never be able to figure out Gu Xun’s true purpose on her own.
Gu Xun's contempt for South Korea's power made her even less likely to associate the other party's purpose with money.
How could such a person be obsessed with yellow and white things, and he is not that stupid pig like the Emerald Tiger!
Who is he? What is his purpose? Mrs. Mingzhu is full of questions. She cannot wait for the answer, so she can only repeat it in her heart.
Gu Xun didn't know that this woman had been talking about him in a complicated mood. He was in a very good mood.
Madam Mingzhu's side has been settled for the time being, and there should be no other surprises in Xinzheng.
As for whether Mrs. Mingzhu will always be honest and peaceful?
Gu Xun can't control this matter. He is not Prime Minister Zhuge, and he is not that calculative. He has always just taken it one step at a time. If something really happens, he will try to find a way to solve it. If he can't solve it, he will overturn the table.