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Chapter 243 Stepmother Sees Son-in-Law

Korean Palace.

It is not the first time for Zhao Jia to come to this familiar yet unfamiliar place. Compared with the curiosity and anticipation of the previous few times, this time he is familiar with the road. Under the leadership of the servant, he came to the inner garden of the deep palace without hindrance. , met Han Wangan in a pavilion in the back garden.

Mrs. Mingzhu was also with Han Wangan. She was wearing a long purple dress, which showed the perfect curve of her figure vividly.

That proud snowy face makes people can't help but look at it twice, wishing to sink into it...

"Meet King Han, Mrs. Mingzhu."

When Zhao Jia walked into the pavilion, he had already withdrawn his eyes from looking at Mrs. Mingzhu, and bowed to him neither humble nor overbearing. As a virtuous and prudent son of Zhao Guo, his noble son's personality naturally cannot be collapsed. At least on the bright side it has to be maintained.

As for the secret... A virtuous son is not suitable for this game of power.

Mrs. Mingzhu also saw the little thief Zhao Jia, and the moment she saw him, she couldn't help but choke her breath, her high chest felt a little stuffy for no reason, and a cold light flashed in her narrow and charming eyes.

Without him, she suffered several losses in Zhao Jia's hands, which made her still brood on her heart, wishing to tie Zhao Jia up and torture him slowly.

She really wanted to see Zhao Jia's handsome face lost its composure, and even showed fear.

When Han Wangan saw Zhao Jia's arrival, he waited for Zhao Jia to salute, then raised his hand to help him, and said kindly, "There is no need to be too polite, your father and king have already proposed marriage for you, and I have agreed to this marriage." , in the future, we will also be a family."

Compared with Han Wangan who adopted a delaying strategy last time, this time Han Wangan seemed to be a different person, for fear that Honglian would not be able to get married.

Zhao Jia naturally felt this.

Obviously Qin put too much pressure on South Korea, especially the envoys of Qin and Zhao entered South Korea one after another. If the king of Han continues to choose two boats, and neither side gives an accurate answer, then South Korea's situation will be dire. It's not just as simple as worrying.

To be honest.

Zhao Jia's father, Zhao Wangyan, was also notoriously bad-tempered. This time, he proposed to marry Princess Honglian for Zhao Jia. If Han Wangan refused, Zhao Wangyan would definitely ask South Korea for an explanation.

In addition, Qin State is now clinging to the killing of envoys.

Both add up.

It is definitely a weight that Korea cannot bear.

"Thank you, King Han, Chengquan."

Zhao Jia pretended to be happy, and bowed again.

Han Wangan laughed loudly, stood up with a ruddy complexion, and said with a smile, "You're still called Han Wang?"

"Father."

Zhao Jia called out.

Han Wangan had already walked in front of Zhao Jia, his big hand had already held Zhao Jia's forearm, his palm was slightly hard, the smile on his face was restrained, and he said seriously: "Hong Lian is the most beloved daughter of the widow, you may want her in the future. Treat her well, don't bully her!"

"Of course, my son-in-law will definitely not blame her!"

Zhao Jia nodded in response, with a serious face.

Han Wangan's expression softened a little, and his smile increased again. He took Zhao Jia's arm and sat on the stone table beside him, chatting with Zhao Jia.

At the side, Mrs. Mingzhu was full of smiles, with a little 'kindness', as if a stepmother looked at her son-in-law, and the more she looked at her, the more she liked her.

As for the meaning of liking in it, perhaps only she herself knows.

Zhao Jia did not feel uncomfortable being looked at, how could a confident man be uncomfortable being looked at by a beautiful woman, he chatted with Han Wangan indifferently, and Han Wangan never mentioned Qin State's affairs during the whole process, let alone Qin State Envoy Li Si made things difficult.

Obviously Han Wangan didn't want to turn marrying his daughter into a deal.

Even if it is a transaction, on the surface, both parties are people with dignity, and they still need to do a good job in what they should do. As for privately, it depends on Zhao Jia's performance.

After all, this marriage was only a verbal agreement in private, and no decree was made.

The two chatted for a while, before Han Wangan showed a little tiredness, and waved his hand to signal: "Mingzhu, send a good son-in-law for the widow."

"Father take care of the dragon body."

Zhao Jia got up to say goodbye.

Mrs. Mingzhu stood up gracefully, her posture was graceful and noble, her eyes were charming and affectionate, she raised a slender jade arm slightly, and said softly: "My lord, please."

Zhao Jia nodded respectfully, and followed Mrs. Mingzhu to the outside of the garden.

Speechless all the way.

Until he walked out of the back garden and out of Han Wangan's sight.

The smile on Mrs. Mingzhu's face slowly subsided. She glanced at Zhao Jia with her charming and glamorous eyes, and said coldly: "Master, you should take care of your eyes. Don't forget, I am the wife of South Korea. You If people watch such unrestrained behavior, wouldn’t they be afraid of becoming a joke of the Seven Kingdoms?”

Seven Kingdoms joke?

Speaking of it, there are a lot of jokes in the Seven Kingdoms. Zhao Jia has read a lot of interesting secret histories of the palace from the history books.

In this era of moral decay, are there still fewer jokes in various countries?

"Madam's words to reconcile? Speaking of prostitution, I've been well-behaved all the way, and I didn't do anything."

Zhao Jia said pretending to be puzzled, with an innocent look on his face.

"Oh, you really have a thick skin~"

Mrs. Mingzhu sneered, glanced at Zhao Jia with some disdain, and said coldly, "Young Master, do you remember the last time you entered the palace?"

"Of course I remember, Madam's taste, I still can't remember it."

Zhao Jia approached suddenly, took a deep breath, and said quite intoxicated.

"...Young master is really not afraid of death."

Mrs. Mingzhu was silent for a while, and then said a word quietly.

Zhao Jia suddenly stretched out his hand, put his arms around Mrs. Mingzhu, and pressed her against the cold wall. Under his gaze, he approached her delicate earlobe, and whispered: "Death under the peony flower is also romantic, madam. If you want me to die, you can just say so."

While speaking, he lightly brushed Mrs. Mingzhu's delicate cheeks, that fair skin could be broken with a single blow.

He could even feel Madam Ming Zhu's tense reaction.

Obviously.

His actions were quite exciting to Mrs. Mingzhu.

She is Mrs. Mingzhu in Korea, Mrs. Yiguo, how dare Zhao Jia, this kind of alternative stimulation makes Mrs. Mingzhu's senses infinitely amplified, and she can clearly feel Zhao Jia's heat and the smell from him.

"If I were you, I should consider how to leave Korea alive, instead of testing other people's bottom line over and over again."

Madam Mingzhu's face was as cold as ice, and she said in a cold voice.

"You care about me?"

Zhao Jia joked with a playful look on the corner of his mouth.

Mrs. Mingzhu's beautiful eyes stared at Zhao Jia coldly, like a beautiful snake, swallowing snake letters: "I just don't want you to die too easily..."

"Does Madam want me to die that much?"

Zhao Jia sighed lightly.

Mrs. Mingzhu sneered and didn't answer, but soon, she felt Zhao Jia's unruly palm moving down... (End of this chapter)