Qin Dynasty snare people

Mrs. Pearl appeared suddenly.

And her sudden appearance instantly attracted Luo Yan's attention. In comparison, Mrs. Mingzhu was still more beautiful and more attractive than Hu Meiren.

Not for anything else.

Just because of the higher mountain peaks and temperament.

Compared with it.

Hu Meiren was like a weak and bullied little fox, she could only tuck her tail and bow her head obediently.

"Sister has met sister~"

Hu Meiren's beautiful eyes had a touch of tenderness. She bowed and saluted Mrs. Mingzhu, and at the same time, she pretended to be afraid and moved closer to Han Wangan, which was pitiful.

This little move also made Luo Yan twitch the corner of his mouth, and he retracted his previous evaluation.

No woman in the palace is simple.

Han Wangan obviously liked Hu Meiren. Seeing Hu Meiren's weak appearance, he immediately stood up for her and said: "Okay, Mingzhu, Hu Meiren came with me, so don't embarrass her. As for the husband, he has just arrived." Soon, didn't I send someone to deliver the painting to you?"

"I have met the king."

Mrs. Mingzhu bowed slightly to Han Wangan, and then glanced at Hu Meiren, who was pretending to be pitiful. A flash of contempt flashed in her eyes, and her eyes fell on Luo Yan. Her smile became a little thicker: "It's just because I received it. I came all the way to see Mr., but fortunately, Mr. never left."

"I've met Madam. I wonder if Madam is satisfied with that painting~"

Luo Yan stood up, bowed to Mrs. Mingzhu, and said with a smile, his expression was respectful and polite, and his behavior was measured, making it impossible to find fault.

"I have received Mr.'s painting. It is indeed of high quality. I like it very much. The only drawback is that the material is a bit poor. He actually used wooden boards to paint. It is a bit insulting to Mr.'s painting skills."

Mrs. Mingzhu nodded slightly and said in a seductive voice.

"I am short of money. I have been using charcoal for painting since I was in elementary school. The painting techniques I create are all so casual. It is difficult for me to reach the level of elegance. This makes Madam laugh."

Luo Yan explained with a wry smile.

"If Mr.'s paintings are not worthy of being refined, wouldn't those painters in the world have their hands chopped off?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Madam Mingzhu's mouth, her narrow and seductive eyes blinked slightly, as if she had a seductive intention brewing, she said softly.

So cruel!

Luo Yan looked at Mrs. Mingzhu and felt that Mrs. Mingzhu was indeed worthy of the name of the trendy banshee. She was so ferocious that everyone praised her.

"Madam is so complimentary~"

Luo Yan said humbly.

"I wonder if you, sir, would like to be my teacher. I am very interested in your painting skills. I hope your Majesty will agree to this~"

Mrs. Mingzhu looked at Luo Yan for a while, then her eyes fell on Han Wangan next to Luo Yan, and said with a smile.

He seemed to be asking, but he directly left the matter of decision-making to Han Wangan, regardless of whether Luo Yan answered or not.

What does this woman want to do? !

When Luo Yan heard this, his eyes flickered slightly, and he had some doubts in his heart, but it was obvious that the development of the matter had reached a point where it was not his turn to make the decision.

The person who made the decision was Han Wangan.

Han Wangan was obviously a man without any opinion. Facing Mrs. Mingzhu, he glanced at Luo Yan, nodded and said, "Of course I have no objection, but I don't know if you are willing, sir~"

"Sir, are you willing?!"

Madam Mingzhu looked at Luo Yan with her beautiful eyes, blinked slightly, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, teasing Luo Yan like an electric discharge, and shouted softly.

Luo Yan wanted to refuse at this moment, but refusing would mean offending Mrs. Mingzhu, but if he agreed, the consequences were unknown.

The trendy banshee is no ordinary woman, both in terms of identity and herself.

This multiple-choice question itself has no choice.

"Since Madam wants to learn, I am naturally willing~"

Luo Yan obediently chose to follow his heart. At this moment, he decided to imitate Hu Meiren and never speak harshly when he should be cowardly and obedient.

However, when toughness is needed, men like us must never be soft.

"Then please give me some advice, sir~"

Mrs. Mingzhu nodded slightly to Luo Yan, then looked at Han Wangan with a smile, ignored Hu Meiren, and said softly: "I wonder if the king and your husband have something to talk about. If not, I would like to invite you to come." Baixiangdian teaches painting skills~"

"Okay, sorry sir~"

Han Wangan hesitated for a moment, glanced at Hu Meiren beside him, and finally nodded and said to Luo Yan.

Compared to Hu Meiren, Han Wangan still cares more about Mrs. Mingzhu's opinion.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Mrs. Mingzhu bowed slightly, then glanced at Luo Yan.

The look in his eyes at this moment seemed to pull away Luo Yan's soul.

Bad luck!

Luo Yan sensed a crisis, and he didn't know if he could withstand it next.

. . . . . .

The palace where Han Fei is located.

At this moment, Han Fei was concentrating on thinking about something, writing something on the silk in front of him from time to time.

Although he knew what Luo Yan was doing, who he was cooperating with, and what the next plan would be, Hanfei had to grasp how to intervene.

After all, Han Fei now has no foundation in South Korea, and he doesn't even have an official position.

Once the timing of intervention is not good, he is likely to fall to pieces. There is only one chance, so no mistakes can be made.

"Sure enough, what I lack most is people. Besides that, there is money."

A hint of melancholy flashed across Han Fei's handsome face, and he sighed softly.

It’s really hard to move without money.

Even if he knew about Luo Yan's plan, he didn't even have a chance to participate because he didn't have the money.

"It seems we can only go to Zilanxuan once."

Han Fei whispered to himself.

With his current situation, he could only pin his hopes on Zilanxuan's Wei Zhuang. With Zilanxuan's daily income, he should not be short of money.

Moreover, through the investigation in the past few days, Han Fei also knew that Zilanxuan had been operating for several years and had accumulated a lot of intelligence networks during this period.

This is what Han Fei needs.

But how to cooperate with each other is a problem.

At this moment, the dissuasive voices of Honglian and the maid came from outside the house. This movement instantly made Han Fei smile bitterly. He quickly stretched out his hand to sort out the things on the table, and quickly pressed them aside on the bamboo slips. under.

Just for a while, the door was pushed open by Honglian.

"Brother, that big liar has entered the palace again, do you know?!"

Hong Lian took three steps back and forth, looking up at her bright and charming face, and said hurriedly to Han Fei.

"Brother Luo?!"

Han Fei said knowingly and waved the maid and the maid out at the same time.

As the door is closed.

Honglian nodded her little head, her bright peach blossom eyes revealed a hint of doubt, and muttered: "Now there are rumors in the palace that the big liar has superb painting skills. After the old witch Madam Mingzhu got the painting, she has now recognized him as the real one." Teacher, let that big liar teach her painting skills, now in Baixiang Palace!"

Han Fei's expression changed a bit this time. Is Luo Yan's painting skills really so extraordinary? !

It actually caused Madam Mingzhu to act like this.

"It's just a rumor. No matter how beautiful his paintings are, how can he compare to you, my sister?"

Han Fei learned the lesson this time and praised Honglian.

"Huh, that's right!"

Honglian raised her chin proudly, revealing her extremely white collarbone, and hummed like a lark.

Silly sister~

Han Fei chuckled in his heart, and then his mind turned to Luo Yan. Was Luo Yan attracted by Madam Mingzhu? !

Although he had only returned to the palace for a few days, he learned a lot of secrets in the palace from Honglian.

Just like this Lady Pearl.

Every year, some of the maids who follow Madam Mingzhu disappear for no reason. This situation has been going on for many years.

There are even rumors in the palace that there are ghosts in Baixiang Palace who can eat people.

Fortunately, Luo Yan is a man~

Han Fei suddenly thought of this.