Although Han Fei did not care about it, she had a bamboo.
But when I remembered the secret meeting between Qin Wangzheng and Han Fei, and recalled the rumors of this period of time, there was always a kind of worries and anxiety in her heart.
Qin Wangzheng is definitely not a good person.
"Be careful, that person is very dangerous." Zi Nu turned his head slightly, staring at Han Fei beside him, his eyes were full of concerns, reminding: "If ... it really doesn't work, you leave South Korea quietly ..."
"This is not my habit of doing things. I will never escape from Han Fei." Han Fei spoke in the mouth, raised his left hand, and held the woman's waist.
The right hand five fingers held the wine bottle, shaking gently.
Those clear eyes are full of confidence and publicity, with the vitality and vitality of young people, not afraid of hardships and hardships.
Seeing Han Fei like this, Zi Nu can only hold back the concerns in her heart.
Go and continue to choose to believe in Han Fei's talent and ingenuity.
For a while.
On the balcony of the entire open -air attachment, it was caught in silence.
Only the night breeze is slowly, blowing and fluttering, standing high, overlooking the bustling lights below, in the dark night, as if the stars are shining.
Gorgeous and dreamy.
"Such a new Zheng Meijing, I wonder how long can I continue?"
Han Fei and Zi Nu looked quietly. They had different ideas in their hearts, but no one was willing to break the tranquility and warmth at this time.
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On the other side.
Wait until the messenger rushed to hurry, and returned to the new Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng.
Even if he couldn't take care of it, he hurried to the Hanwang Palace and saw Han Wang An in the palace. After meeting, he conveyed Wang Yan's words to Han Wang An.
There is no concealment and modification.
In the hall, Xiangguo bowed slightly and bent down slightly, and gave a gift to Han Wang An.
"And in the recent period, the rumors related to the nine sons have become increasingly impact. If it is not handled properly, it may have a huge civil strife."
"Qin Wangzheng ... Han Fei ...!" Han Wang An unchanged, his brows frowned, his hands were gathered inside the sleeve of the wide coat, and subconsciously clenched his fists.
In the face of this kind of masterpiece that suppresss people and surrender with force, he really has no way.
Because South Korea is not strong enough.
In this state of the Nest West Mountain, in South Korea, it is no longer a former South Korea. The gap between the two is really too big.
After a moment of silence.
Han Wang An slightly bowed his head, overlooking the Manchu civil and military ministers in the main hall below, and asked: "You love Qing, can there be a good strategy?"
But in the face of such a bad state, no one dares to answer.
All kept silent, arched their hands, bent down and bowed their heads, and did not even look at Han Wang An's courage. No one was willing to bother themselves at this time, not fast.
"No one is useful!"
Han Wang'an scolded.
Then he sighed slightly, completely dead, and he couldn't help but instructed: "Han Fei, the son of the nine daughters, is a South Korean messenger, and from now on, the Qin Kingdom will be made."
"There must be no delay and neglect."
After this order is issued.
Han Wang Anna's original stand -up sitting posture was slightly bent and slightly unknowingly, as if he was drawn away.
Inside the main hall.
The South Korean civilian and military ministers who came to the North Korea, heard the order of Han Wangan, suddenly bent down to the salute and responded: "The minister follows the purpose!"
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Inside Si Kou's Mansion.
Jiu Gongzi Han Fei looked at the Korean messenger documents in front of him, the Korean messenger festival stick and the Korean messenger costume, with a calm expression and calm expression.
There is no meaning to resist.
He stood up, opened his arms, and let four beautiful maids replace the costumes for him.
Take off the official uniforms of Si Kou in South Korea, and put on the messenger of South Korea.
After preparing for it.
Han Fei put away the Korean messenger's document, picked up the Korean messenger's rod, took the initiative to get out of the door of Sikou Mansion, and came outside.
He saw crowded people, men, women, and children.
Looking around.
In the crowd, there are people who know, and some people who do not know, but they come to see him off at this moment.
Some people are worried about him, and some people are hurting him, and many people see him out and prepare to make the Qin Kingdom. Instead, he was relieved.
It's like there is any trouble that is about to be driven away, and the eyes are quite gloating.
Get the subtle expressions of everyone.
Han Fei didn't speak more words, and he didn't have any extra gesture instructions. He just got into the South Korean messenger carriage and sat quietly inside the carriage.
The calm sound fluttered from the carriage.
"It's time to set off!"
When the dedicated messenger heard the command, he raised the horse's reins and shaken gently.
The stagnant steed, shook his head, moved his hoof, pulled the carriage, and began to go to the gate of Xinzheng City in the West.
"Han Fei is finally leaving, it's really great!"
"As long as Han Fei went to Qin Guo, King Qin would definitely retreat, and we would have no threat of war. We can continue to live well ..."
"Huh, this harmful!"
"I hope that God will bless the nine sons, be able to turn good luck every time, and return again."
"The son -in -law has already set off. General Qin's Wang Yan really fulfilled his promise, retired from South Korea, and even returned to the occupation of South Korea's land?"
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Everyone's various inner thoughts were scattered from spiritual brain waves, and they were inspired by the inverse scales and captured.
The bloody and gloomy weird world.
The inverse scales sword spirit sitting alone below a thick and dead tree, leaning against the trunk quietly, he raised his head slightly and made a stance of gaze and bloody branches and the blood -colored sky.
Always keep silent, without any extra movements.
But at this moment.
Han Fei, the outside world, felt an inexplicable emotional excitement, and unconsciously wanted to leave tears.
"Tears again!" He stretched out his hand and brushed the corner of his eyes, and then looked down at the tears on the tip of his fingertips. His eyes were slightly complicated: "I don't know this time, is the tears of joy?"
"Still ... sad tears?"
Looking at his tip of his fingertips, Han Fei was caught in silence.
Unconsciously, the messenger came to the gate of the west of Xinzheng City. Just then, there was a loud scolding outside the carriage.
"Who?"
"Do you dare to stop the messenger here, do you don't want to live?"
"I don't get back soon!"
When the sound of scolding sounds, the sound of continuous sword pulled out for a while, one after another, it rang on both sides of the carriage and ahead.
Such obvious movements, immediately let Han Fei inside the carriage return to God.
He quickly returned to calm, opened the carriage curtain, and came to the outside, and suddenly his eyes stunned.