It was a hazy night, and in the most luxurious palace in Xinzheng City, there were occasional guards patrolling with lights on.
According to the information Tang Ba found out, in Xinzheng alone, there were 50,000 troops protecting the city, but in Zheng Ze's view, this number was definitely mixed with a lot of water.
Not only that, most of the guards Zheng Ze had seen several times were embarrassed to fight. There was a huge gap between the imperial army and the white-armored guards led by the Blood-clothed Marquis.
But tonight, the already loose patrol in the palace was even more lax than usual for some reason.
A black shadow flashed across the palace wall without causing any disturbance.
The harem of King Han, which is far away from the main hall, is a large area. Some of King An's favorite concubines and concubines live here. Among them, Lady Mingzhu and Hu Meiren are particularly favored, so the palace they live in is also different from others.
In one of the palaces, which was still lit with lights, the windows were open to all sides, allowing the outside wind to blow in through the gauze covering the window sill.
Mrs. Mingzhu wore a thin and transparent black gauze dress, with underwear covering her buttocks and plump granary, looming, making people yearn for her.
The dark night purple color of her underwear makes her look like a pearl hidden in the darkness, beautiful and mysterious.
A gust of wind floated the hair on her forehead, and she suddenly opened her narrow eyes while she was calmly processing her inner breath.
He chuckled for no reason, with amusement and coldness, "If you break into the palace late at night, if someone discovers you, do you think you can get out alive?"
Zheng Ze, who barely blended into the darkness, showed his figure. Mo Crow's method of making people think that he turned into a crow is still difficult to learn.
"It's windy and cold in the middle of the night. Madam doesn't close the window, and she's wearing so few clothes. What should I do if I catch a cold?" Just looking at her, Zheng Ze sat down on Madam Mingzhu's soft big bed.
Mingzhu, who was sitting nearby, glanced at him, paying special attention to Zheng Ze's fingers. The ink on them had dissipated, indicating that the trace-removing potion was on his hands.
The noble and sexy princess didn't have a good look on her face. The last time Zheng Ze made her so embarrassed, she remembered it all in her heart.
"So Mr. Zheng, who is famous all over the world, is worried that King Han's woman has caught a cold, so he comes here late at night to care about it. If he breaks into other people's palaces, he is not afraid of meeting the owner of the palace?" Her words can be ridiculed and provocative,
Giving some kind of psychological hint to Zheng Ze.
He raised his head and glanced at this familiar beauty. She was really good at some of the "novelty" psychology of men, and she was very good at using her own characteristics.
Zheng Ze chuckled, "Do you dare to let King Han see your palace? Let me appreciate my works again."
As Zheng Ze finished speaking, Mrs. Mingzhu felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist, which had not been violated for a long time.
She did not refuse, but instead allowed him to hold her more submissively. But when she twisted her hips, Zheng Ze suddenly withdrew his hand.
A flame ignited on Zheng Ze's palm, and then he put his hands into the flame and rubbed it as if washing his hands, and then the flame slowly dissipated.
Madam Mingzhu gritted her silver teeth, and the poison hidden in her clothes was burned to death by him!
It took her several days to cultivate it, and it was specially made for him.
Zheng Ze raised his head, looked at Mingzhu's noble face, and raised his eyebrows, "Sorry, I'm used to disinfecting beforehand. If I touch something unclean, it will be too late to regret it!"
Seeing that he acted as if nothing had happened, Mrs. Mingzhu's expression remained unchanged, but her heart became even colder. Did she feel that she was dirty?
There was still a smile on her pretty face, and she said calmly: "If you think something is unclean, why do you still touch it?"
"Madam, what you said is wrong. No matter how good the things are, they may be stained with dust, and no matter how clean the clothes are, they will be stained. You can't give up precious things just because of this. Wouldn't that be a waste of natural resources?"
Regarding Zheng Ze's explanation, Mingzhu didn't buy it and sneered, "I can't afford to be as precious as Mr. Wang said!"
"Who in the world dares to say that a pearl is not precious? Come, madam, let me see the little pearl." Zheng Ze couldn't help but said, without giving Mrs. Pearl any chance to refuse, and started to attack her.
Mingzhu's wife, Chunshan, frowned slightly, resisting the discomfort in her body like an ant crawling, "You, what do you want to do tonight?"
She knew very well that a person who could weave a net in advance and wait for her to infiltrate was definitely not someone who was only greedy for beauty.
Only that idiot Jade Tiger would be deceived by false information!
"We haven't seen each other for just a few days, but Madam is already so unfamiliar. Have you forgotten the taste of the vegetables I fed you?" Zheng Ze said softly. At this time, he was already in front of Mingzhu.
There is something strange about this woman's body, and she was suspected of swallowing jujube wholeheartedly last time.
Mrs. Mingzhu has been enduring it, she doesn't mind being violated, and even Zheng Ze will give her a special feeling, but she does mind this feeling of being unable to resist.
"If you don't tell me, I'll just think you're just here to taste the food!" Mingzhu sneered.
Although they were physically intimate, their words were cold.
Zheng Ze didn't mind Mingzhu's emotional tone, chuckled, and said slowly: "Madam, what you said is wrong. If you eat dishes without seasonings, they will be dry and difficult to swallow. I heard that many years ago there was a
I personally defeated Bai Yifei, does Madam know the identity of that person?"
He looked at her deeply with his eyes, a trace of flame flashed between his pupils, he came just for that mysterious master.
From the information obtained from Mo Ya, he originally thought that the master who defeated Bai Yifei would be his brother whom he had never met, but now it seems that this is not necessarily the case.
In fact, there is another candidate, the mysterious raincoat man, but the possibility is very low.
A hint of sarcasm flashed across Mingzhu's pretty face, "Put away your charm. Do you think I will fail again?"
Hearing this, Zheng Ze just smiled and didn't mind. He was just giving it a try. It was good to get such feedback.
We're both not good people, so why bother putting on disguises in front of each other?
Mingzhu frowned slightly and thought for a while. She didn't expect Zheng Ze to ask about such a past event. She glanced at this young face and shook her head gently, "I don't know about the things outside, but according to Bai Yifei
Said man was disrespectful to his mother and is already dead."
Regarding this answer, Zheng Ze frowned and even stopped moving.
Mingzhu snorted softly, "Why, do you think I am lying to you?"
Zheng Ze came back to his senses and smiled softly, "How could it be possible? Madam helped me hide it at night, and she did a great job. Judging from Madam's behavior last time, she must be very lonely after living in a deep palace for many years, right?"
Regarding the man's obvious lust, Mingzhu sneered without showing any signs of weakness, "Judging from your performance last time, it seems that I am the one who failed... Uh-huh!"
Zheng Ze slapped her, "Madam, you're a bit naughty. You dared to poison me just now!"
Mrs. Mingzhu felt the burning pain in her buttocks, and she looked indignant at the man who immediately turned her back after getting the answer she wanted.
"You'd better not go too far!" Mrs. Mingzhu did not hide her thoughts at all.
She and Zheng Ze were completely holding each other's hands at this moment to maintain a precarious balance. She was in a weak position in this balance because he had his name written on her belly, and Zheng Ze was more confident than her.
Zheng Ze smiled softly, it was very unique when facing a pearl that could resist.
He raised his hand, rubbed the uninjured area for her, and said softly: "You still haven't given up, but it doesn't matter, you deserve my forgiveness. Last time I was disturbed by that stupid girl, Madam, what should we eat first tonight?"
A dish?"
Hearing this, Mingzhu reminded: "The king is still summoning the ministers and has not returned to the palace, so you are not afraid..."
Before he finished speaking, Zheng Ze shook his head and said, "He won't come. The palace will be very lively tonight."
Mingzhu's eyes froze, feeling uncomfortable that the other person was in control of everything.
Before she could think about it, Zheng Ze came close to her ear and gently bit her earlobe, "With Madam's talent, she should be able to make chicken breast very well..."
When all this happened in the harem, Tianze led Baiyue and others to start their action.
