Xianyang Palace, Ningchun Palace.

Han Xin stood under the moon, and the cold moonlight bathed on him, which made Han Xin's face become colder. Qi Lan had been away for nearly a month, and the Ningchun Palace was deserted and lifeless.

Han Xin waved his sleeves gently and turned back to his room. Qi Lan was not here, he was bored and rested very early every day.

As soon as he was lying on the bed, a rustling sound came from beside him. Han Xin was about to sit up, and a white and smooth hand stroked his neck from his waist, and then he was carried into a gentle place.

"Young Master, don't panic." A delicate voice sounded from behind him. A beautiful woman wrapped around him like a water snake. Her exposed shoulders exuded a sweet fragrance, charming and charming.

Han Xin's face turned cold. He coldly took off the woman's irregular hand and said to her, "Who are you and who let you in?"

The woman covered her face and was shy: "I am the one who serves the emperor in the palace. The emperor said that the young master has not left the palace for a long time. I thought it was lonely, so I asked me to accompany you."

The woman wrapped in a tulle skirt and walked barefoot to Han Xin, gently unbuttoned his belt, and slapped his face with warm breath: "I serve you with a broad dress."

Han Xin didn't even look at her, and then broke free from the woman's hand. He walked to the door and said to her coldly: "Let's go."

"Young Master--" The woman seemed to be unable to believe it, and took two steps quickly, and the gauze slid down from her shoulders: "Young Master dislikes me?"

Han Xin's face remained unchanged. Even with the beautiful spring scenery, he still had a cold expression like an iceberg, and his tone was not turbulent: "I'll say it last time, let's go."

The woman was unwilling to give up, glared at Han Xin with resentment, then picked up her clothes and ran out of the room. Han Xin closed the door heavily and returned to the bed.

In Qin Ershi's bedroom, the woman was crying, crying with the rain. Qin Ershi was one head and two big. Only when the woman sobbed, did she know the whole story.

"That is, he drove you away without expression? He didn't even hesitate?"

The woman nodded with a sob.

Hu Hai waved his hand and sent the woman away. He crossed his legs and leaned boredly on the chair. Zhao Gao was beside him and added a cup of tea.

"He is so unlucky? This beauty is so beautiful and has a good figure. No man can control her. Han Xin has no reason to refuse?"

Zhao Gao whispered: "Your Majesty, this is the fifth one, otherwise, let's forget it. Mr. Han Xin's love for Miss Qi is as deep as the sea. How can an ordinary woman catch his eyes?"

Hu Hai said with interest as if he hadn't had enough fun: "How can that be done? I want to try it. When can Han Xin endure this? I don't believe that the huge palace is so big that no one can see him."

Zhao Gao was speechless. When Hu Hai was playing s, no one could persuade him. He had to shut up obediently and retreated aside.

Hu Hai thought about it for a long time, then suddenly smiled slightly with malicious intentions and said to Zhao Gao: "Tomorrow, go find a fair young servant and send it to him as usual!"

"Little Prostitute?" Zhao Gao was unsure and confirmed again: "Your Majesty is serious?"

"Just in case." Hu Haizhi smiled twice.

The next night, when a fair and handsome young man stood in front of Han Xin in a tulle, Han Xin's face turned green, his iceberg's face turned red with anger, and his body trembled slightly.

"Young Master..." The young man stared at him with tears in his eyes, and curled himself into a ball with grievance. Han Xin took several breaths of anger and barely found his voice: "Go out!"

The young man was frightened by Han Xin's angry face, and hurriedly put on his clothes and quickly escaped from the house, looking aggrieved, as if Han Xin had done something unforgivable to him. Han Xin was so angry that he was about to blow up. The next day, some rumors spread in Xianyang Palace.

Hu Hai seemed to be born to like watching good shows. The rumors about Han Xin in the palace made him enjoy it and his appetite improved a lot. He listened to those gossips every day and enjoyed it.

That day, he had just eaten two taels of beef with fine wine when he saw a little guard running over in a hurry and said in a panic: "Your Majesty, you're not good, Han Xin - he has removed the palace gates of each palace!"

"Palace Gate?" Hu Hai sat upright: "What do you mean?"

"From Ningchun Hall to Your Majesty's Hall, there are ten palaces in total. Han Xin's guy demolished the gates of all the ten palaces. Now the palace maids and concubines are trembling with cold." The little guard reported aggrievedly.

Hu Hai was stunned. He didn't expect that Han Xin, who was as stupid as wood, would come up with such a sinister to vent his dissatisfaction in this way. Hu Hai covered his head with a frown: "You ask the palace to transport some charcoal fire to each palace, so that the craftsmen can speed up the recovery of the damaged palace gate."

The little guard's face wrinkled into a bitter gourd: "When I go back to the emperor, the charcoal fire prepared in the palace has been poured with water and can't be lit anymore. If you want to use it, you can only wait for it to dry first."

Hu Hai's hands trembled, and his face calmly twitched a few times. Han Xin had thought about this dull melon, and Hu Hai had a bitter face. He wanted to eat melons and watch the show, but he didn't expect that he would become the one who was watched the show in the end.

He asked weakly: "What is that guy doing now?"

The little guard evasively said nothing. Hu Hai waved impatiently: "I'll tell you if you say it, what's there to hide."

"Go back to the emperor, Han Xin split the demolished palace gate into firewood and cooked fire and barbecue in the palace." The little guard replied in fear.

Hu Hai was so angry that he was speechless that Han Xin put on a dish, and the food on the table suddenly became boring. Han Xin was alone in a hostage and enjoyed himself, and lived a bit more comfortable than the emperor. Hu Hai was so angry that the servants removed the food on the table and drove away the little guard who was trembling with fear.

Zhao Gao advised from the side: "Don't be angry, please do not hurt the dragon body."

Hu Hai murmured like a deflated ball, "Tsk, I didn't expect this dull gourd to be really cruel. Just because I lost this game, I won't be able to send it to him in the future."

"Then will not send it tonight?" Zhao Gao asked: "This is a top-quality product specially selected from the public."

"Forget it, I'm afraid I'll demolish my Xianyang Palace if I send that melon." Hu Hai was so interested that he curled his lips: "This guy is really boring, and even men and women don't eat it."

Without Qi Lan and Zi Ying, Hu Hai's heart was extremely empty, but he met Han Xin who didn't understand the charm and interests. Hu Hai sighed boredly, hoping that Qi Lan and the others would return to the palace as soon as possible for him to enjoy.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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