After being a widow for half my life, I found out that my husband was not dead.

When Haitang returned to the General's Mansion, the Imperial Guards had already left.

She didn't care about what the Imperial Guards were looking for on the Emperor's orders, nor did she care about the situation in the General's Palace. But when she came out just now, a Imperial Guard stopped her and wanted to search her body. She refused, and the Imperial Guard pulled her away. As soon as she did, Han Zhao rushed over to protect her and slapped the imperial guard.

At that moment, she suddenly realized that this man was very tall and his back was very wide, and he could completely protect her.

After entering the mansion and passing through the hall, Haitang saw Han Zhuo sitting on the verandah on the west side, walking this way with a dark face.

"Second Young Master, the eldest Young Master tells you that you are not allowed to leave the house these days!" A young man followed behind. He wanted to stop him but didn't dare, so he could only persuade him with a grimace.

Han Zhuo turned around and kicked the boy hard, "You bitch, do you need to remind me?"

The young boy staggered a bit after being kicked, and Qiqi Ai Ai said: "Young man dare not cause trouble for the second young master, but the general also told me..."

Han Zhuo was so angry that he kicked the boy again, then angrily sat down on the side railing, opened the fan, and shook it vigorously, "Being bored in the house all day long is different from being in jail, isn't it like Qin Zhenzhen?" In this case, Yan Mu has been arrested, tortured, and forced to confess, but there is so much trouble. The uncle and eldest brother just think too much. With the status of the Han family in the court, why should they be so cautious? It's really annoying!"

Seeing Han Zhuo sit down, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled flatteringly and said, "The girl from Xiaoxiang Pavilion is really seductive. No wonder the second master is thinking about it."

Han Zhuo snorted, opened his fan and shook it, "As if you have had a taste of it."

"Oh, even if I sell myself, it won't be enough to buy the girls a smile."

"Hmph, you're a mess, who wants to buy you?"

"No, the little one is just a dog beside you."

"Worse than a dog."

The boy bowed his head and laughed with her, "I'm just looking at the girl Haitang in the eldest son's courtyard. She used to be the oiran of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion. She is really beautiful."

Han Zhuo narrowed his eyes, "Not only is she beautiful, she's also seductive."

"The eldest son has never brought a woman back to his home, except for this one."

"Big brother is a person who does big things, but he is just around for fun."

"That's right. You can't still marry her into the family. After all, she was born a prostitute."

When Haitang heard this, a cold look flashed in her eyes. Her mind changed, then she turned around and walked along the veranda.

At this time, the boy went to bring tea to Han Zhuo, leaving him to sit there, looking bored.

When Haitang approached, Han Zhuo heard the noise and turned his head to see her. He narrowed his eyes and turned back.

Haitang cursed in her heart for being a prude. When passing by him, she deliberately dropped her handkerchief, and the wind blew it in front of Han Zhuo.

She walked over, carrying a gust of fragrance, and then bent down to pick it up, revealing a little bit of spring on her chest.

"Second Young Master, my family's veil has blown to your feet. Can you help me pick it up?"

She looked up and saw Han Zhuo turning his head hurriedly.

"Ahem, pick it up yourself!"

Haitang curled her lips secretly, leaned closer, bent down again, reached for the handkerchief, pretended not to squat still, and leaned towards Han Zhuo.

"Oops!" Haitang fell down leaning on Han Zhuo's legs, then raised her head and said softly: "Second Young Master, please help me."

Han Zhuo looked at Haitang in front of him. There was nothing on his face, but in fact he felt very itchy in his heart, especially since he had been locked up in the house for the past few days and was feeling bored.

Haitang's body was softly pressed against his thigh, looking at him with charming eyes. He pretended to help her and held one of her hands, but she didn't resist.

Han Zhuo felt even more itchy now, "My brother is very busy these days, isn't he?"

"Yes, I have been busy all day and night, and I have been alone in the empty room for several days." Haitang glanced at Han Zhuo as he spoke.

Han Zhuo clicked his tongue and said, "No matter how busy you are, you can't ignore this little beauty."

Haitang leaned against Han Zhuo's legs again, "Second Young Master knows how to show mercy to women."

Han Zhuo smiled, bent down to pick up the handkerchief at his feet, and handed it to Haitang.

Haitang reached out to take it, but as soon as he touched it, Han Zhuo pulled away again.

"The peonies in Fuxiang Pavilion are blooming."

Haitang rolled her eyes, "Is it beautiful?"

"You have to look to know whether it's beautiful or not, what do you think, Miss Haitang?"

With that said, Han Zhuo stood up, raised the handkerchief under his nose, sniffed it, took another look at Begonia, and then walked out of the verandah.

Haitang sneered. She only used [-] to [-]% of her [-]% success rate. Han Zhuo took the bait. As expected, a scum is a scum.

A quarter of an hour later, Haitang ran out of Fuxiang Pavilion with her hair disheveled and disheveled clothes, her clothes deliberately torn at the collar as she ran.

When he ran to the west courtyard, he met Han Zhao, so he threw himself into his arms and cried without saying a word. His face was pale and his body was trembling.

Han Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Haitang like this. What he expected, his eyes suddenly turned sinister. At this time, Han Zhuo ran over. His clothes were in a mess, and there was a scratch on the jawbone on his face. He looked very embarrassed. .

"You bitch, I care about you. That's your blessing. Don't be ungrateful!"

After he finished cursing, he saw Han Zhao, paused for a moment, and then rushed forward, "Brother, this bitch..."

Clap!

Before Han Zhuo finished speaking, Han Zhao slapped him and knocked him unconscious.

"Big brother..."

"How dare you touch my people!" Han Zhao gritted his teeth, looking extremely fierce.

Han Zhuo was frightened by Han Zhao's appearance. After he came to his senses, he quickly explained: "Brother, it was her. She was the one who seduced me. I just... I just couldn't hold it back for a moment!"

Hearing this, Haitang cried even harder.

"You said she seduced you?" Han Zhao narrowed his eyes.

"Yes!" Han Zhuo nodded quickly.

"Did she resist?"

"what?"

"What's with the wound on your face?"

Han Zhuo said stupidly: "She caught me, she didn't let me touch her... No, no, no, I went to Fuxiang Pavilion, and she followed me. She clearly seduced me."

"He took the Nu family's veil, and the Nu family just wanted to get it back." Haitang explained with tears.

Han Zhao looked at Han Zhuo and saw that Han Zhuo was still holding Haitang's handkerchief. Now it was useless for him to explain.

"Han Zhuo, you loser, I indulged you before and made you think that this General's Mansion is really your home!"

"Brother..." Han Zhuo's eyes widened, "Brother, I, I... I was really wronged!"

"Get out of the General's Mansion immediately!" Han Zhao shouted angrily.

Haitang was lying in Han Zhao's arms, and she could hear his heartbeat, which was very heavy and urgent, and he seemed to really care about her.

So she cried even more urgently and aggrieved, as long as this trick worked.

As expected, Han Zhao became even more angry. Seeing that Han Zhuo was not moving, he scolded the guards and drove Han Zhuo out.

"He is not allowed to enter the general's mansion again!"