Hanwang Palace, Baixiang Palace

In addition to listening to music, Hu Meiren also likes to play with flowers and plants. She even spent a lot of money to collect many exotic flowers and plants from Baiyue and planted them around the palace. These various exotic flowers and plants bloomed around the Baixiang Palace.

After a week, the fragrance of flowers quietly penetrated into the palace with the summer breeze, giving Hu Meiren the feeling of returning to Huoyu Villa.

Because of the fragrance of flowers that spread throughout the palace, the King of Han named it Baixiang Hall.

At this moment, Hu Meiren seemed a little restless in the Baixiang Palace.

A few days ago, I heard that Zhang Ji's mansion was attacked by giant bandits. I was inexplicably worried about Zhang Ji's safety. But then I thought about it, why should I care about Zhang Ji?

He was just a hateful and audacious little thief who actually dared to give himself up in his own bedroom...and in front of Mrs. Hu.

She still remembered the way her sister questioned her with red eyes after Zhang Ji left that day, but no matter how she explained, her sister was still unwilling to believe her words.

After all, in Mrs. Hu's eyes, it was Hu Meiren who kept seducing Zhang Ji, and finally returned the favor. No matter how good-tempered, gentle and kind Mrs. Hu was, she couldn't bear to be called to hide by her sister.

Watching her playing with her man from the corner.

Therefore, the two sisters had a rare quarrel that day. It could be said to be a quarrel, but in fact it was Hu Meiren who was wronged and was unilaterally beaten. In addition, Hu Meiren had a sister-like and mother-like feeling for her sister, Mrs. Hu, so in the end

Hu Meiren said she would no longer associate with Zhang Ji, which eased the relationship between the sisters.

Hu Meiren felt that she and Zhang Ji were just an unexpected romance. Although the performance was indeed a wonderful experience and allowed her to regain the joy of being a woman, she knew that this kind of thing could not continue.

, otherwise it will not be good for anyone.

But every time when she was around Han Wangan, she saw Han Wangan's plump body and face that could squeeze out of the water, Hu Meiren would think of Zhang Ji's strong body and handsome young face, and compared the two, she couldn't help but admire Han Wangan in front of her.

There was a hint of disgust.

Moreover, in recent days, ever since she experienced Zhang Ji's powerful performance, she became increasingly dissatisfied with Han Wangan's state where he could only watch but not play with.

This kind of dissatisfaction was accumulated during so many years of being a widow. The original Hu Meiren could tolerate this kind of life, but Zhang Ji broke Hu Meiren's life. Once people experience something that has been missing, it will be difficult for them to

Leave again.

So, she used the excuse of worry and excitement to declare him into the palace.

Before Zhang Ji entered the palace, Hu Meiren spent a whole hour just bathing, soaking herself in a bathtub filled with various herbs and flower petals. The bathtub had become as silky because of Zhang Ji's last watering.

Normally smooth skin now looks more hydrated and smooth, and is filled with a light floral fragrance.

However, Hu Meiren seemed to think it was not enough. She sat in front of the dressing table for another hour, selected a box of pink rouge, and carefully took care of her waist-length burgundy hair, like a young girl who was about to meet Xinyi.

The lover usually dresses himself up, takes the trouble to try on all the dresses, and tries his best to present the most beautiful side of himself in front of the lover.

Finally, the lover that Hu Meiren had been waiting for appeared in front of the Baixiang Palace. She saw the familiar young figure from a distance of dozens of feet. But when he was about to arrive, Hu Meiren suddenly woke up.

What exactly are you doing?

She is Han Wangan's woman, a beauty in the harem. Forget it was an accident last time, why did she shamelessly treat him as her lover, looking forward to renewing the previous romantic relationship?

Moreover, he has clearly promised his sister that he will not have anything to do with Zhang Ji in the future. How can he continue like this?

Full of sadness, Hu Meiren's pretty pale pink face was lowered, completely unaware that Zhang Ji had walked in front of her.

Hu Meiren's personal maids wisely closed the palace door and stepped back. Of course, they just naively thought that their master liked to listen to stories alone. But in any case, as the sound of the palace door closing reached their ears, Hu Meiren's

My thoughts returned to reality.

Her small and exquisite nose smelled a faint smell, and she couldn't help but raise her pretty face and saw the young face so close at hand.

"You...you are so rude, how dare you sit so far away from me..."

And when she was still trying to pretend to reprimand Zhang Ji for being rude, a pair of strong arms had already embraced Hu Meiren's delicate body into her arms, and the masculine smell filled her nose, feeling the hotness.

Her chest, Hu Meiren's body softened as if it had turned into a puddle of water.

"You are punishing the nine tribes for a capital crime." Hu Meiren's lips were as red as cherry blossoms, and her voice was as sweet as honey, "Aren't you afraid that King Han will find out?"

"Death under the peonies, being a ghost is also romantic."

Zhang Ji put his hands on Hu Meiren's delicate body without any scruples, expressing his love for this exquisite and graceful body without concealing it, and spoke words of love to please Hu Meiren.

And Hu Meiren is not a fool. She naturally knows that Zhang Ji likes him because of her appearance and body, but which man in the world is not like this?

Even Confucius, the founder of Confucianism, would probably not be able to fall in love with an ugly girl.

What's more, there is no harm without comparison.

At least Zhang Ji didn't need to coax him. On the contrary, Zhang Ji would use these sweet words to coax her into feeling happy. Although Hu Meiren, who has received a good education, is not proficient in poetry and poetry, she also knows that just the sentence "die under peonies, will make her feel happy".

"It is also romantic to be a ghost" can become a classic sentence sung by scholars.

The status of women in this era was not high. Even the scholars could only write poems and poems to advise the king and describe beautiful scenery. They would never write poems and poems for women. Therefore, even this short sentence makes people feel uncomfortable.

Hu Meiren was so moved that her heart was trembling with love.

"Beauty, have you ever heard a story about a traveling scholar and a noble lady?" Zhang Ji lifted Hu Meiren's smooth chin and smiled lightly, as if he was not at all in a hurry to eat up the charming beauty in his arms.

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When Hu Meiren saw Zhang Ji calling her a beauty, she became bold and showed off a hint of the harem beauty's demeanor. Not only did she pat open Zhang Ji's hand and lift her chin, she also stretched out her slender legs wrapped in white silk fabric.

Jade legs, just when Zhang Ji's eyes gradually glanced at the slender jade legs, the delicate and smooth lotus root arms like white jade hooked Zhang Ji's neck.

"I have never heard of it, so... I order you to come quickly."

Zhang Ji stroked the slender jade leg wrapped in white silk fabric with one hand, while slowly approaching Hu Meiren in his arms, narrating the story.

"There was once a traveling scholar from Qi State and an aristocratic lady who met by chance in a hotel because of an accident. However, there was only one room, so they could only sleep on the same bed. The aristocratic lady used the rouge she carried with her to put it on the bed.

They drew a red line and made an agreement with the Scholar Scholar that anyone who crosses the line will be a beast. Scholar Scholar boasts that he has read the books of saints and sages, so naturally he will not do anything like a beast. Even if his heart is hot, he still endures it, so the two of them live in peace.

A restless night."

"But I didn't expect that the next morning, the noble lady slapped the scholar-tourist and sternly scolded him for being worse than a beast."

"Pfft!"

Hu Meiren lightly covered her red lips and couldn't help but laugh out loud. Her beautiful eyes couldn't help but roll her eyes at Zhang Ji. Only Zhang Ji could tell such a nonsensical story.

But...this story is interesting.

Hu Meiren breathed out like orchid, her burgundy eyes were full of charm, and her hand hooked on Zhang Ji's neck became harder. She pressed against Zhang Ji's ear, and her soft and soft tone seemed to be able to melt the man's heart.

Melting, she said in a charming voice: "Then... do you want to be a beast now, or do you want to be worse than a beast?"

"Then I will be a beast for once."

After saying this, Zhang Ji placed Hu Meiren on the ground under her exclamation and told her the story of the high mountains and flowing water in Boyaziqi.

Hu Meiren is a good listener. Not only does she like to listen to Zhang Ji's stories, but she also gives out praises that are sometimes tactful and sometimes high-pitched when the stories are exciting, and she even sheds tears when the stories are emotional.

"I'm sorry, sister."
Chapter completed!