"It turns out to be Mr. Han, Mrs. Han. I heard that Mr. Han is in business. I wonder what business he is doing?"
"horses."
Yelu Zihan lies without blinking an eye.
But He Wang, who had just been calm and composed, had a fleeting interest.
"This business is good. If this business becomes big, it will be very profitable."
"No, no, it's just a family property left by my father. This is the only family in our country that has no branch. I originally wanted to travel around the world with my concubine, but my father is old and has to take over this hot potato."
I secretly admire Yelu Zihan for being able to tell lies without blushing or heart beating.
And just now he was able to give himself such a reasonable identity without even thinking about it, and he showed himself to be really helpless, which made He Wang think he had an opportunity.
However, how could one expect such a shrewd person to believe it so easily?
"I heard that Young Master Han wants a 'Bodhi Son'?"
"Yes, my mother has always believed in Buddhism and has admired your country's 'Bodhi Son' for a long time. She has always suffered from not being able to have it and is depressed.
This is also the most regretful thing that my elderly father feels in his life. As a son of a human being, I also wonder if I can ask the Prime Minister to show my love and let me, a vulgar person, fulfill my filial piety."
"Master Han is very filial and admires his true nature, but this 'Bodhisattva' is indeed not in his hands.
But Mr. Han is an honored guest of the king, and I should do my best to help him. If Mr. Han doesn’t mind, I can stay in the house for a few more days. I will go and find out the owner of this ‘Bodhi Son’. Are you willing to part with me?”
"In this way, Mr. Han will thank the Prime Minister first."
"Mr. Han, you're too polite. I'm just trying my best. Someone, please take Mr. Han, Mrs. Han, to the VIP room."
He turned to look at Qiao Jiao, who had been silent all this time, "Wang, I have something I want to ask the king for permission alone."
"Uh... Okay, okay."
Seeing Qiao Jiao trembling and looking helpless, why did He Wang want to ask him for instructions? It was obvious that he wanted to obey He Wang's orders.
My restless gossip heart began to beat passionately again, but before it could fully jump out, Yelu Zihan, who now knew me well, snuffed it out.
He grabbed my waist and took me away arrogantly. Not only did I not hear any gossip, but my poor little waist was also hurt.
As soon as I got settled in the room, I felt so angry.
"Yeah... uh uh... uh..."
Before Yelu Zihan finished calling her name, his lips were already hot and attached to her.
The spirit tongue skillfully penetrated my mouth, pried open my teeth, and sucked deeply.
We have all done more intimate things with him, but this sudden action still shocked me.
By the time he let me go, my eyes were wide open and I was petrified to the ground, unable to say a word.
Seeing how "passionate" we were, the maid from He's house retreated with her face covered in smiles and closed the doors and windows.
After confirming that no one was around, Yelu Zihan said to me in a voice that only the two of us could hear:
"He hopes to keep us here just because he wants to know us better.
If it is true, they will offer the 'Bodhi Seed'. If it is false, they will kill us in his house without anyone noticing. So in the following days, you should act like you don't know anything and take it as your own.
Mrs. Han."
"When did you know that Qiao Jiao was the king of Luo Na?"