Chapter 111 Give you a little red flower
Honglian sat in the room feeling a little nervous. Going back home is not like traveling. This trip to Qin might mean she would stay there forever.

But Honglian was puzzled as to why the Qin delegation did not leave the post station as it was getting dark.

The Crown Prince of Korea had the same confusion.

But Han Fei knew it very well and was just waiting for Gongsun Ce.

Thinking of Gongsun Ce, Han Fei silently lit a candle for King Han An in his heart.

How is it possible that all of Han Wangan’s concubines died of illness?
As Sikou, he determined at a glance that the concubines in two of the coffins were killed, and the ones in the rest of the coffins were substitutes, the kind made from corpses that had been dead for a long time and were almost stinking.

Han Fei knew with his ass that these concubines were faking their deaths, so was there any need to think about the reasons?

When he entered the post station, he noticed that the carriage with the black flag with the black bird pattern was very large. It could accommodate at least six people, and it would not be a problem to squeeze in ten people.

But this is not the point. The other four carriages next to the large carriage are the point.

Three hundred and fourty-two, it is no problem for these four carriages to carry twelve people, and five carriages can squeeze in twenty-two people!

Meng Tian and Li Si rode horses, while the Crown Prince of Han, Han Fei, and Honglian had carriages. So to whom did these extra carriages belong?
Considering the more than a dozen concubines who had faked their deaths in the King of Han’s palace, the answer is obvious.

Han Fei felt that the State of Han was truly hopeless. It was not just that Gongsun Ce had stolen King Han's house, but that Gongsun Ce had even taken away the walls, and King Han was completely unaware of this.

Han Fei really wanted to ask the King of Han, "Now that the walls are gone, isn't it cooler?"

Han Wangan was destined not to hear Han Fei's questioning, as he was still enjoying himself.

However, without the illusion woven by Madam Mingzhu with spices, King Han An could only enjoy the sight and could not even display his divine power in his dreams.

At this moment in Zi Lan Xuan, Madam Mingzhu was like a puddle of mud, unable to move.

There were violent storms and gentle breezes.

Under the two completely different feelings, Mrs. Mingzhu lost herself in thought.

However, after two rounds of actions, she completely lost her ambition. "Mr. Gongsun, how does my Korean seafood taste?"

"Phew~ It's so delicious, you must try it."

Gongsun Ce let out a long sigh and pushed Zi Nu away. Zi Nu knew what would happen next, but there was no movement.

Zi Nu opened her eyes and found that Madam Mingzhu had taken over her shift.

Zi Nu suddenly felt an indescribable anger in her heart, but she did not express it.

The reason is simple: it is difficult to clean.

Gongsun Ce stretched his muscles unconsciously, shaking his body three times, and the roars of tigers and dragons followed.

Madam Mingzhu chuckled, but her voice seemed unusual. "Gudu, Mr. Gongsun must want to go see that girl Honglian. Go quickly. We will handle this."

Zi Nu felt helpless as she looked at Madam Mingzhu who was talking to herself. It was not easy to clean up here. It would take a long time just to fetch water.

Gongsun Ce jumped out of the window and left, and after Gongsun Ce left, Madam Mingzhu clapped her hands gently.

"Pa pa, okay, stop pretending. There's nothing to be shy about. There will be more such scenes in the future."

"Witch!"

Mrs. Hu opened her eyes, and the first sentence made Mrs. Mingzhu frown slightly.

Madam Mingzhu did not tolerate Madam Hu either. She pinned Madam Hu down and then produced the evidence.

A mixture of the smell of heather appeared before Mrs. Hu. "Did I force you to do this? The door bolt opened as soon as it was pulled, and the same thing happened with the window.

Madam could have run away or shouted for help, but she chose to accept it silently. Was this really my plan, or was it Madam's plan to take advantage of it?"

"I, I, I..." Mrs. Hu kept saying "I" for a long time, but she didn't continue to refute. Finally, Mrs. Hu could only close her eyes and turn her head away, no longer looking at Mrs. Mingzhu.

Seeing Mrs. Hu's expression of leaving life and death to fate, Mrs. Mingzhu felt bored. After loosening her fingers, she spoke softly.

"I won't call you Madam next time. I hope Madam will forgive me."

After saying that, Madam Mingzhu glanced at her fingers and chuckled with an ambiguous meaning, "Oh, so bland."

Then Madam Mingzhu woke up the group of people who were pretending to be asleep one after another, "What are you pretending to be? Can you escape reality by pretending to be asleep?"

Zi Nu breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't even notice that this group of people were pretending to be asleep. It turned out that emotions and state of mind affect one's thinking.

Zi Nu has been a little confused so far, and the only thing she is thankful for is that she doesn't have to fetch water to clean up the place.

Anyway, there is no need to open the Zi Lan Xuan here, so just seal this room.

Inside the post station, Han Yu was still trying to appeal to Meng Tian's emotions and reason with him.

Honglian was lying by the window, and seemed to be able to hear the conversation downstairs through the wooden board.

When Han Yu entered the inn, Honglian was lying by the window.

The sky was getting darker, but Honglian did not light the candle. She just looked at the lights of thousands of houses with a puzzled expression.

"Little Red Flower, what are you looking at?"

Gongsun Ce's voice rang out, waking up the dazed Honglian. Honglian then noticed Gongsun Ce standing on the roof outside the window.

The moment Honglian saw Gongsun Ce, her eyes reddened.

When she learned that she was going to the State of Qin, she did not cry. As far as she could remember, she knew that as a princess she would inevitably sacrifice for her country.

To become a hostage or marry off to a distant country, Honglian's minimum requirement is that the marriage partner be handsome.

Today, she learned that she would be leaving Korea soon and might live in Qin permanently. Honglian did not cry either. She had already been prepared for this.

But now when she saw Gongsun Ce, the grievances in Honglian's heart burst out uncontrollably.

Gongsun Ce turned over and entered Honglian's room, then he embraced Honglian and lowered his head to seal Honglian's lips.

At the same time, Gongsun Ce put one hand around Honglian's waist and used the other hand to gently stroke Honglian's eyes, wiping away the tears that had overflowed at some point.

Gongsun Ce was savoring the taste of the little red flower, but Han Yu downstairs felt smoke coming out of his throat. He had said a lot, but Meng Tian did not respond.

Han Yu didn't notice at all that his attitude was almost humble at this moment.

There is already a precedent for a hostage returning to his country to become king. If Han Yu does not perform well in the disaster relief in Nanyang this time, he will most likely be labeled incompetent by King Han An.

By then, Han Yu might still miss the label.

By then, Han Yu estimated that King Han An would rather pay a huge price to redeem the Crown Prince of Han than let Han Yu take the throne.

Looking at history, it is not difficult to find that if a prince is like the emperor, and at the same time the prince accompanies the emperor through the difficult stages of his entrepreneurship, and the prince is born to the emperor's beloved.

Then the status of this prince can be said to be unshakable. Although the Korean prince is not capable, he is lucky and happens to meet the above two conditions.

Before the Baiyue War, King An of Han was at a disadvantage in the fight for the throne.

At that time, the Crown Prince of Korea was already quite old, so he met the requirement of hard work and entrepreneurship.

The Crown Prince of Han is very similar to King An of Han in every aspect, so he also meets this requirement.

As for Han Wangan's beloved, according to Gongsun Ce's speculation, it is most likely Honglian's mother.

(End of this chapter)