Even though he was wearing a mask, the assassin who was on his first mission still covered his mouth and nose tightly to prevent him from making any sound due to seeing this taboo scene. A pair of eyes full of aura in the shadows stared at the back figure, for some reason.
, his voice seems like...
As the words fell, the figure in the gauze curtain suddenly stopped raising her jade arms and did not answer the other party's question. She suddenly stood up from the tub. Under the reflection of the curtain, a concave and convex figure stood there.
Behind the curtain, there seemed to be a few drops of water dripping from my body.
After a while, a beauty wrapped in a black silk scarf opened the curtains and appeared in the eyes of the other two people in this room.
"You come here so often, do you really think of the palace as your own home?" From the voice of this young woman who was full of familiarity, it was impossible to tell whether she was welcoming or not.
"Wouldn't it make the atmosphere more like home if we invite King Han here?" Zheng Ze stood up and turned around, looking at the half-covered mature woman, took a deep breath, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth, "This time it's
This debilitating spice, do you still think it will be useful to me?"
Hearing this, Mrs. Mingzhu tied the belt around her waist slowly, as if she wanted the people in front of her to see clearly how to tie it and how to untie it.
"Maybe it won't be useful to you, but maybe I can catch some rash little thieves." As she got closer, a strong floral fragrance came to her nostrils. It was probably because something was put in the water she took a bath to pick it up.
"King Han is currently in the Chaolu Palace. If you want to see him, I can take you there. Doesn't it look good? You can see more if you get closer!" As she said that, she leaned over slightly in front of Zheng Ze, revealing a deep ravine.
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However, when he saw Zheng Ze turning around and hiding his beautiful eyes behind the wooden frame, he was so shocked that he could not describe his feelings.
how come?!
How could this person be Mr. Zheng!
Late night, harem, Mr. Zheng, trendy banshee... She couldn't connect these words that she knew together, and for a moment she felt like she was in a dream.
The next moment, I suddenly felt that my legs were weak, and I instantly fell to the ground with a slight sound.
Feeling that something was wrong, she used her remaining strength to hide in a corner and held her breath as hard as she could, but her heart was beating violently in her chest. The blood was circulating in her body at an accelerated pace, and a feeling of powerlessness enveloped her whole body.
Suddenly, she remembered the debilitating incense she had just heard, and she covered her mouth and nose tightly to hide the evidence of her existence.
Although the voice was small, it still attracted the attention of the two people. However, Zheng Ze did not look there, but looked at the ridged pearl on the chest. This time, he did not shoot directly, but moved away and walked to the bed and sat down.
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Seeing him sitting on her bed without noticing anything, Mingzhu smiled coquettishly and said, "It seems that this spice has some effect. Don't you have no strength anymore?"
However, Zheng Ze did not pick up her topic. He looked at the pearl from the bottom up. The scenery on his chest was even more spectacular. Especially since she understood a man's heart very well, she half-hidden her desire to refuse but still welcomed her, which made people feel turbulent.
"The chicken breasts made by my wife are as delicious as delicacies, making people feel like they are in a dream." He praised unabashedly.
Hearing this, the smile on Mingzhu's charming face became brighter, "Then you have never thought that you are really dreaming and that it is actually a fake?"
Zheng Ze pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said, "If the lady gives birth to a child in the future, she will definitely ask, is there any safe breast milk in this world?"
Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses, smiled, and looked at Zheng Ze with spring water in her eyes, "As expected of Mr. Zheng who wrote "The Plum in the Golden Vase". If I had discovered you were so funny earlier, why would you be so big?
Where is Fei Zhouzhang?"
Although she was weak, Nong Yu, who was hiding behind the wooden frame and dressed as an assassin, still clearly captured their conversation. The three words Mr. Zheng in Mingzhu's mouth completely shattered her idea that it was an illusion.
But Mr. Zheng, how could he...
What kind of person was he? She sighed secretly in her heart, and found that she didn't seem to understand the shadow that had been hidden in her heart for some time.
Just as thoughts were swirling in her mind, Zheng Ze looked at the trembling Lady Pearl with a smile. At this moment, her big pearl was almost ready to come out.
"But I try to make my wife happy every time, but she always seems to find ways to make me unhappy!" He said softly.
Hearing his voice, the smile on Mrs. Mingzhu's charming face gradually faded, and she heard a different meaning in Zheng Ze's voice.
Her face was still beautiful, she just said: "What do you mean?"
"What do you mean..." Zheng Ze took out a bottle of ink from his body, put it in front of his eyes, and stared at the color of the ink in the bottle, "Tonight I want to save myself from my unhappiness, and punish my wife at the same time."
When he took out the bottle of ink, Mingzhu thought of what it was, subconsciously put her hand on her lower abdomen, raised her head, her face turned cold for a moment, "Don't push yourself too far!"
Putting down the ink in his hand, Zheng Ze raised his head and smiled softly, "The little secrets Madam hides are much more than mine."
Looking at Zheng Ze, who was chatting and laughing one moment, but had a chill in his words the next, Mingzhu sneered, unfazed, "I would like to hear what secrets I have."
"I heard that Bai Yifei left Xinzheng." Looking at Mingzhu's charming eyes, Zheng Ze said slowly.
"If he leaves Xinzheng, what does this have to do with me?" Mingzhu walked to the side and sat down, her legs intertwined, and she raised her legs to see the faint scenery passing by.
"Of course it does matter. He left only after he knew you couldn't control me, right?" Zheng Ze stood up and walked towards the wooden frame.
Hearing this, Mingzhu snorted, but before she could speak, Zheng Ze continued: "The Mohist and Taoist people who came to see me have not arrived. Is it Bai Yifei's fault? The Confucianists have already obtained the art of papermaking, so I don't
I am the only transaction partner. Use some means to blame me for their accidents. They don’t need to be sure. As long as there is a little doubt, Ye Mu can do something to me. Madam, do you think I am right? "
In his eyes, a look of surprise flashed across Mingzhu's pretty face, but she remained calm, "Just because you kill one person, you have to risk offending hundreds of schools of thought. Do you think it's a good deal?"
Zheng Ze nodded, picked up a bottle on the wooden shelf, looked at it, and put it back. The slight vibration caused by the wooden shelf made Nong Yu, who was leaning on the other side, tremble slightly, and his mind suddenly became nervous again.
"I understand, you have other methods, whether you want to use paper to incriminate me, or you want to make an article in "Jin Ping Mei", or..."
"Enough, these are all your guesses. What does he want to do? How can I know if I am in the palace? Zheng Ze, you'd better not go too far and regard my tolerance of you as a tool to make further progress.
Are you really not afraid that I will fight with you?" She stood up, her big pearl swaying, and her charming and pretty face showed coldness and determination.
At this moment, the beauty of the princess, who is inferior to one person and surpasses ten thousand people, can be clearly seen on her body. If the clothes on her body were not so thin, this aura would probably be even higher.
Regarding the threat that the pearls and jade stones will be destroyed, Zheng Ze shrugged, "You won't."
Hearing this, Mingzhu hummed softly, "Do you want to give it a try?"
Zheng Ze smiled and said, "I know you can't control me, so Ye Mo uses these methods. And your mission is to stabilize me. Will Madam really die with a person you think will die?"
When his finger pointed at herself, Mingzhu pursed her lips and looked a little differently, "These are just your own guesses."
Slowly walking to her side, Zheng Ze said softly: "Madam, don't you really think that I came here just to eat chicken?"
The beauty had just come out of the bath, and her body was still full of fragrance and moisture. He and Mingzhu were testing each other every moment, how could a gentleman like himself enter the palace just for lust?
