The Dimensional Pursuit

Then, in the evening.

Inside the Palace of the King of Han.

"My lord, Mrs. Pearl sent a villain to ask if my lord is free today, and can accompany her to enjoy the moon and drink with her." An **** wearing a black robe and a black gauze cap with a shrill voice entered the palace and bowed. Han Wangan, who was resting on the couch, said Zhong Tu.

"Watching the moon and drinking? Oh, it's rare for her to be so caring. Tell her that the widow knows, tell her to be ready, and go over immediately after the widow is done with the things at hand." Zhong Tu opened his eyes and looked at the **** below with a chuckle Tao.

Others don't know the details of Mrs. Mingzhu, can he still know? One of the legendary four evil generals of the night, the tide demon girl is also. A masterful perfumery technique is rarely seen in the palace, coupled with its already good appearance and its own methods, it is trusted by the original Han Wangan, and even some high-ranking ministers can't compare it.

Therefore, some of her actions cannot be regarded as the behavior of ordinary harem women at all, and should be considered in a more practical and practical direction.

Combining with some recent events in this way, the true intention of Mrs. Mingzhu’s move can be imagined. It is most likely that he wanted to inquire about the origin of Jong Tu from Han Wangan, and Han Wangan suddenly did not talk to anyone, especially It was the real reason why the prime minister opened up the ground and the general Ji Wuye agreed to open a new office, set up a new official position, and pushed the stranger Zhong Tu to a high position.

After all, the purpose of Mrs. Pearl, as the tide demon girl, is to influence the government by controlling Han Wangan, and then indirectly affect South Korea, but she does not want to have another unpredictable goal in addition to her own plan.

Then Zhongtu pretended to pick up the bamboo slips of the case table to check, passing the rest of the boring time.

Until the sun fell to the west, the sky was completely dark.

The Han Wang An, played by Zhong Tu, lost the bamboo slips that recorded the affairs of South Korea in recent decades, took the eunuchs, called the servants, and walked over to the palace where the Chao Chao demon girl was slowly.

A light flickered, shining on the palace paint cold.

...

At the same time the other side.

Purple Orchid.

The clock picture transformed by the high-fidelity combat robot reappeared in it. Just like the previous two times, I casually found a private room and sat down, while playing with the girl in Zilanxuan, while letting people call for Nongyu.

The son Han Fei also came to Zilanxuan again as in the original work, and made a clear statement to Zinv to find Wei Zhuang.

Zi Nu did not refuse, and after a few simple warnings, she sent Han Fei into Wei Zhuang's house.

Then Zi Nu left, hiding and spying silently.

What are you spying? Naturally is the next story.

Such as the clock picture and the purple girl. Such as Wei Zhuang and Han Fei.

She can't get in any of these at the moment, so it's better to be a bystander, and it's better for bystanders to interact with people.

Nong Yufuqin, playing the faint sound of the piano, covering everything.

...

At this time, inside the Palace of the King of Han.

After some movement, under the guidance of the eunuch, Han Wangan, played by Zhong Tu, came to the bedroom of Mrs. Mingzhu, which is located in the east of the palace, not far from the wounded gate.

The **** stopped at the door with interest and respectfully looked at the clock picture and pushed open the wooden door of the palace and walked into the hall.

The **** stepped forward and closed the gate of the hall, leaving room for Zhong Tu and Mrs. Mingzhu.

The clock picture swaggered in, and soon he saw Mrs. Pearl lying on a couch in a courtyard designed separately in the palace through a second-story door.

A black emotional underwear that shouldn't appear in this era. The design is trendy and bold. In addition to the material that seems to be made of leather, it is not inferior to the interior clothing specially designed for later generations. It is also more wild and bold. The meaning of the queen.

She was covered in a simple sheer gauze, lying on the wooden bed with red gauze tents hanging down, the breeze blowing, the outline of Madame Mingzhu's body looming.

There is a low table next to the bed, and there are drinks and pastries on the table. He really wants to invite Han Wangan to enjoy the moon and drink.

If his dress is not so bold and open.

Zhong Tu raised his eyebrows and a happy smile appeared on his face.

"I love concubine." Zhong Tu played the role of Han Wangan as he walked into the courtyard, and smiled as Mrs. Pearl, who was resting on the couch.

"My lord, you came really late, but the slave family has been waiting for a long time, and they are about to catch a cold." Mrs. Mingzhu stood up, stood up from the bed, twisted her waist to meet Han Wangan, and complained with a grudge. Tao.

Then, just like acting, he lightly covered his nose and sneezed.

"Sneez."

"Hey, eh, it's not good to be widowed, and it's not good to be widowed. Come into the house quickly and it's warm." Zhong Tu acted on Han Wangan's concern, stepped forward and wrapped Mrs. Mingzhu's waist and returned to the house. .

"Thank you, the king. It's just that the slave family can't enjoy the moon with the king. Please forgive me." Mrs. Mingzhu took advantage of the situation to rely on Zhong Tu's arms and said apologetically.

"Where is your body important to admire the moon? Don't worry about this time, don't worry about this time."

Then Zhong Tu returned to the temple with Mrs. Mingzhu, and sat down on a low couch.

Mrs. Mingzhu got up at the right time and took the initiative to pour Zhongtu a drink.

As a woman in the deep palace, she naturally knows when to get tired and when to leave.

"The king must focus on the dragon body. Don't be so careless like me. You must know that only if the king is well, South Korea can be stable, and the slave can drink and enjoy the king with confidence." Mingzhu presented the bottle with a full face. Said concerned.

"Hey, the widow doesn't want to work too hard for political affairs, but there is no way." Zhong Tu took the wine bottle and sighed pretendingly.

"The king is still worried about the ghost soldiers case?" Mrs. Mingzhu took the opportunity to ask about political affairs.

"Yeah, the ghost soldier is killing him. If you can't find it out in one day, the king will feel uneasy for one day."

"Didn't the king have handed over the matter to Prime Minister Zhang? I believe that with Prime Minister Zhang's shrewd decision-making ability, you will definitely not disappoint you, the king." Madam Mingzhu comforted.

"I hope." Then the conversation changed, and he said again "Come on, let's not talk about it, drink."

"Then I will respect the King." Mrs. Pearl was also acquainted, and immediately agreed with her toast.

Zhongtu raised his glass and poured the wine into his mouth.

Then after a meal, it seemed like a sudden sound, and suddenly said, "Oh, yes, the widow has a gift to give to his concubine."

"Gift?" Mrs. Pearl said in surprise.

When I didn't expect that Han Wangan could still be so considerate, he couldn't help but turn his eyes, and his eyes showed an expression of expectation.

However, seeing this, Zhong Tu smiled slightly, reached out his hand in the sleeve pocket of the robe, and a strange object that resembled a hairpin with a shiny silver luster appeared in Mrs. Pearl's eyes.

"Come on, Concubine, let the widow wear it for you."