Qin Shi Luo Net People

Chapter 90 The woman in the palace
Hanwang Palace, the inner courtyard of the harem, in a pavilion.

At this moment, a woman wearing a pink and white tulle dress is dressing up. The slender figure is looming against the backdrop of the tulle, with soft jade arms like snow lotus root, graceful and round slender legs, paired with delicate Delicate icy muscles and jade bones, like a jade girl, are exciting.

This is a woman who is soft and charming from the bottom of her heart.

Lovely and charming.

However, compared to Mrs. Mingzhu, she has a slightly weaker temperament. She is carefully looking at herself in the bronze mirror with a pair of seductive eyes, and at the same time, she is meticulously grooming her beautiful face with both hands.

Like a canary in a cage, it wants to dress up beautifully to win the favor of its owner.

A maid standing next to her muttered for a long time, but found that the woman ignored her, and suddenly said a little discouraged:
"Ma'am, why don't you care at all~"

"What is there to care about, she is the wife of a country, and I am just a beauty in the harem, do you think I can still compete with her?"

The woman glanced at the little maid beside her with vicious eyes, and asked softly.

"Who doesn't know that the majesty in the palace loves you the most, Madam Mingzhu, but Madam Mingzhu is just relying on her status. If Madam, your background is not as good as hers, the Queen's position would have been yours long ago~"

The maid muttered softly.

Hu Meiren heard the words, and said calmly: "Don't chew your tongue, let me hear these words next time, and you don't have to follow me."

After finishing speaking, Hu Meiren stood up slowly, her long skirt fell to the ground, her figure was slender and graceful, Rou Yi gently slid across her cheeks, revealing her delicate and beautiful face.

Seriously, more is too much, and less is too little.

The figure is just right.

"The servant knows it's wrong."

The maid's face turned pale, she quickly lowered her head, and said softly.

"It's not a good thing, but a question of whether it should be done or not. I have to walk on eggshells in this harem, but you are more presumptuous than me. You dare to say such things now, and forget the rules."

Hu Meiren turned around, looked at the maid, and said softly.

The calm voice made the maid kneel down directly, a little frightened.

"You have been with me for so many years, you should know what to say and what not to say. There will be no next time for some things. Get up."

Hu Meiren waved her long sleeves lightly, folded her hands on her lower abdomen, and said softly.

"Yes!"

The maid nodded and replied softly.

Hu Meiren looked calm, and said indifferently: "Let's go, follow me to see the king."

She never thought of competing with Mrs. Mingzhu, because the two sides are not at the same level at all. Her status comes from Han Wangan, but Mrs. Mingzhu can sit on an equal footing with Han Wangan by virtue of her status. This is the gap.

Some things are doomed from the moment of birth.

To survive in this harem, a clear head is more important than anything else.

Hu Meiren knows exactly what he needs.

. . . . . .

Most of the countries are similar. The heirs of the king will usually move out of the palace after they grow up and find another place to use as a residence. As for the princess, they will stay in the palace until they get married. This is not much different from the later dynasties.

However, Han Fei is an exception in South Korea.

When he was young, he went out to study. At that time, he had not entrusted the territory to grant the rank of honorary officer, and it had been several years since he returned.

So after Han Fei came back, he was arranged to live in the palace where he used to live. It was still in the palace, served by two maids, a eunuch and two guards. The specifications were in line with the treatment of a prince. No one would dare In this regard, the treatment that a son should be deprived of.

Even if it is a son who is no longer favored by his status, he is still a son.

now.

The gate of Han Fei's palace was suddenly kicked open, and then Honglian rushed in under the obstruction of several maids. Her pretty face was a little rosy from impatience, as if she had been smeared with rouge, making her look more beautiful and moving. The eagerness was barely concealed.

Wearing a pink and white palace dress, she is full of the beauty and purity of a girl.

Even though there was anger on his face, it was still hard to describe the innocence and romance.

Especially those bright peach blossom eyes, clean and clear, without any scheming.

"Brother, that big liar has entered the palace, let's find someone to beat him together!"

As soon as Honglian came in, she couldn't wait to say.

"Who?"

Han Fei looked at Honglian knowingly and asked with a wry smile.

He really didn't understand why Honglian could have such a big resentment towards Luo Yan.

"Who else can there be except Luo Zhengchun? He's been tricked into the palace, even the father has been tricked by him. Let's go and expose his tricks together, and then find someone to beat him up hard!"

Honglian stretched out her fair white wrist, clenched her fists tightly, waved it vigorously, and said aggressively.

Those bright peach eyes were full of excitement and eagerness.

Guren, what have you learned all these years?

Looking at such a "cute" Honglian, Han Fei sighed in his heart, a little dumbfounded, and explained: "Father and King have said that you should treat him with the courtesy of a national scholar, and you still want someone to beat him?"

"Yes, this is the gift of my national soldier!"

Hong Lian snorted softly, Han Fei was a little dumbfounded taking it for granted.

Why is the silly sister so confident! ?

"I can't fight anymore, let alone the fourth brother is following him now, do you think we still have a chance?"

Han Fei scratched the back of his head and felt a headache. After thinking about it, he tried to persuade him from another angle.

"I don't care, brother, you find a way!"

Red lotus puffed up her cheeks and said unreasonably.

"My father will blame me. Do you want my brother to be punished by my father?"

Han Fei looked at Honglian, wondering why.

"That guy is a big liar, and he will follow suit. He even praised Mrs. Mingzhu for the peerless beauty of that old witch, and even painted her to keep her youthful forever. She is as good-looking as I am!"

Honglian pouted angrily, her moist lips kept complaining to Han Fei.

Apparently, compared to yesterday's incident of being taken advantage of by Luo Yan, today's incident of Luo Yan flattering Mrs. Mingzhu made her even more angry.

The focus of women's attention is always more peculiar.

Especially girls.

You never know what's going on in her head.

Han Fei had a headache now, thought about it, and said with a smile: "Maybe Luo Yan can't paint?"

This possibility seems very unlikely to Han Fei, but in order to appease Honglian, that's all he can say.

"That's right, it's better to paint that old demon girl as ugly!"

Guren nodded vigorously and said.

Han Fei shook his head helplessly, and then set his eyes on the silk cloth in front of him. There were four horizontal lines written on it, and there was a touch of complexity and emotion in his eyes.

Brother Luo, is this your ambition? !

(End of this chapter)