Chapter 117 The Red Lotus Growing Up (First Set 1)
"Your Majesty." Hong Lian, who was in good health, walked into the main hall. Seeing that there was no one around Ying Zheng, she instantly turned into a fluttering bird and flew towards Ying Zheng.
"Is it already healed?" Ying Zheng said, holding Hong Lian flying towards him with one hand.
"Well, it's better now." Honglian said with a slight blush on his face.
Hong Lian, who now understood what happened to her, instinctively felt shy when she talked about that incident to Ying Zheng.
"I heard that you cried at that time?" Ying Zheng put Honglian next to him and asked.
"Yeah." Honglian nodded sheepishly.
"I heard from your maid, of course you want Gu to send you back to South Korea? Why, isn't Xianyang Palace bad?" Ying Zheng said.
"No, Your Majesty, I didn't mean it that way, and it wasn't for that reason." Seeing this, Honglian ignored her shyness and quickly defended.
"What is that?" Ying Zheng asked.
"Yes, I was afraid at the time. If Honglian was forgotten after his death, he would be very lonely. And I was afraid that the king would forget me. I thought that my family would not forget me." Honglian explained.
"Do you really think so?" Ying Zheng pondered.
At this time, Ying Zheng also realized that although Xianyang Palace was good, it was not his hometown after all.
"Yeah, but it's okay now. I don't have to be afraid anymore." Honglian said happily when she saw that Ying Zheng didn't mean to blame him.
"Your Majesty, I have grown up." Honglian suddenly came close to Ying Zheng's ear, biting Ying Zheng's ear and said.
"Have you grown up? Where have you grown up?" Ying Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was enjoying the touch of red lotus licking from his ears.
"Your Majesty, you know." Honglian said coquettishly.
"Although I know it, I don't know much about it, so I need to take a good measurement at night." Ying Zheng said inexplicably.
"Then, Your Majesty, can I ask you something?" Honglian suddenly summoned up the courage to say.
"What do you want?" Ying Zheng asked.
"Your Majesty, I don't want to gain anything. I just want your Majesty to let someone go." Hong Lian looked at Ying Zheng and said with some anxiety.
"Who is that person?" Ying Zheng asked.
At this time, Ying Zheng thought of a witch, Mingzhu, who had been washing clothes for a year and was almost ready to be released. Ying Zheng, who had experienced the taste of "big car" from Mrs. Hu, was ready to change his taste.
For this time, the pearl, who has not yet evolved into a trendy banshee, is undoubtedly the best resource. Although she is still a virgin, her amorous feelings inside and out are difficult to compare with even ordinary young women.
"It's Mrs. Hu. Hong Lian doesn't know where she has offended the king, but she would like to ask the king not to get along with her and not punish her all the time." Hong Lian was a little uneasy as she spoke.
"Mrs. Hu? Punishment?" When Ying Zheng heard Hong Lian's request, a strange look flashed across his face.
And Ying Zheng's expression fell in Hong Lian's eyes, further confirming Hong Lian's guess.
"Your Majesty, please don't punish Mrs. Hu. Her body is shaking every time she comes back from Your Majesty. She must be frightened." Hong Lian said miserably.
"Shaking? Well, this guy knows that he is indeed shaking badly." Ying Zheng recalled.
Mrs. Hu, who can tremble automatically, has a different flavor. Ying Zheng said to himself in his heart. Gu Xi
"Then can your Majesty let her go? In fact, she is a very good person." Honglian said.
"Well, she is indeed good. As for letting her go, since it is Honglian you are asking for, then let her go." Ying Zheng said noncommittally.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Hong Lian said and bowed down in front of Ying Zheng in a polite manner, buried his head on the ground, and looked up along his neck. He saw the beautiful curve on his back. At the end of the curve, although it was not big,
, but had a very special shape of buttocks. At that moment, Ying Zheng thought of a fruit that did not exist in this world: apples.
"You have indeed grown up." Ying Zheng put his hand on Hong Lian's back and sighed longly.
The Honglian who was once ignorant but had a different taste finally grew up and knew how to use women's advantages to get what she wanted.
Whether this change is good or bad may only be answered by personal experience.
"Your Majesty, are you still reading the slips today?" Honglian straightened up and asked.
"Yes, I still need to read it. It will take two years to almost finish reading that part of the letter." Ying Zheng said.
When you can't travel thousands of miles, reading thousands of books is undoubtedly the best way to increase your experience.
Moreover, there are many things in this specious world that cannot be judged and understood using original concepts. What Ying Zheng needs to do is to truly understand this world before he can take action.
Otherwise, if you take it for granted that the experience in another memory can flow unimpeded in this world, the result will only be a heavy blow to Ying Zheng and make him understand the world.
"Can I take a look too?" Honglian asked tentatively.
"What? Is Honglian trying to make progress?" Ying Zheng said with a smile.
Hong Lian had never been a person who liked to read books. She had an active nature, but had she not come to Xianyang Palace, she would never be as well-behaved as she was now. However, there were things that happened, after all, her nature was hard to change and could not be changed.
"No, I just want to get to know the world that belongs to the king, and it is no longer limited to the world in this palace." Honglian said brightly.
"Who taught you these words?" Ying Zheng asked seemingly unintentionally.
"No one, Your Majesty, this is my own idea." Honglian looked a little confused. She didn't know why Ying Zheng asked this question.
"Really?" Ying Zheng said.
Sure enough, everyone is growing.
"Take these and take a look first." Ying Zheng said as he took out a scroll of bamboo slips from the desk and handed it to Hong Lian.
"Your Majesty, what is this?" Honglian took the bamboo slip and asked.
"A set of martial arts." Ying Zheng said.
"Martial arts? Your Majesty, do you want me to practice martial arts? I have learned some of this before." Honglian said in surprise.
When she was in the Han Palace, she had learned some things, whether it was music, chess, calligraphy, painting, or martial arts. Unfortunately, she didn't like to learn, so she couldn't learn any of them well. However, because of her restless nature
, although he is terrible at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, in terms of martial arts, Hong Lian is barely able to catch his eye.
"Study hard." Ying Zheng encouraged Hong Lian by touching her hair.
"Yeah." Honglian nodded quickly.
"It's just a pity. I don't know if you can master the secrets with your IQ. Most of the martial arts in this world are linked to academic knowledge. Most of the martial arts in this world are based on
Knowledge is the foundation." Ying Zheng glanced at Honglian, then ignored her and devoted his mind to his own affairs.