Chapter 227 New Conflict (150 monthly tickets plus more!)

Han Shen hurriedly said when he heard that his junior sister Li Ji had no intention of leaving the palace with him.

"Leave?" Li Ji smiled sadly and said self-deprecatingly, "How can I leave? I am already Ying Zheng's concubine. If I disappear, Ying Zheng will definitely start a war, and I don't know how many people will die. So, I can't leave, I can only stay!" At this point, Li Ji looked deeply at Han Shen.

"Brother, you should carry poison with you, right?"

Han Shen was shocked, "Junior sister, what do you mean by this?"

Li Ji said sadly, "I should have died when Senior Brother Jing Ke died. However, I couldn't bear to leave Tianming alone in this cold and ruthless palace full of intrigue, so I could only choose to live in shame. Now that Tianming is leaving the palace, I should go find Senior Brother Jing Ke!"

"Junior sister, you!" Facing Li Ji who was about to commit suicide, Han Shenhu's eyes were filled with tears.

Li Ji said softly, "Brother Han Shen, if you really regard me as your junior sister, you should give me the poison and let me die! As for Tianming, you should take him away from the palace." At this point, there was a subtle hope in Li Ji's eyes. "The world will soon be unified, and Tianming will be protected by you. I hope he can live a peaceful and happy life."

"Junior sister!"

Under Li Ji's urging, Han Shen could only raise his hand tremblingly, take out the poison he carried with him from his arms, which was originally prepared for himself, and slowly handed it to Li Ji.

"Brother, let's go quickly." Li Ji took the poison handed to her by Han Shen, and finally stared at Han Shen and Jing Tianming in his arms, and urged.

………………

Pearl Palace.

On this side, Han Shen, who sneaked into the palace secretly, left with Li Ji's son Tian Ming, who was ranked nineteenth among Zheng Ge's many sons. On the other side, in the bedroom of Lady Ming Zhu, who was the second most favored woman in Zheng Ge's harem after Li Ji, there was a turbulent situation.

Bang!

A pretty palace maid was feeding egg custard to the Eighteenth Prince Hu Hai. Suddenly, her hand loosened and the spoon in her hand fell to the ground, causing the egg custard to spill all over Hu Hai's luxurious clothes.

Seeing that the clothes made by his mother were soiled after he had just put them on, Hu Hai became furious and slapped the maid, leaving a clear slap mark.

boom! boom! boom!
The palace maid who was slapped knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Hu Hai repeatedly, with blood quickly oozing from her forehead.

"Bitch, how dare you dirty my clothes!" Hu Hai was young, but his brows were already filled with violence. He looked at the little palace maid as if she were not a human being at all. "Drag her out and beat her to death!"

"Eighteenth Master, spare my life!" The young maid was so frightened when she heard Hu Hai's order that she begged for forgiveness. However, this level of pleading was not enough to move Hu Hai, who was young but had a heart of stone.

"Hai'er," Madam Mingzhu finally spoke, "How many times have I told you? Don't kill people at every turn. This will only make your father hate you!" At the end, this woman who had been in the palace for several years and was still as beautiful as a young woman in her thirties, glanced at the unfortunate palace maid, "Come here, drag this bitch away and break one of her hands!"

"Here."

As soon as Madam Mingzhu gave the order, two eunuchs came forward like ghosts and dragged away the palace maid who had only committed a minor mistake.

After dealing with a palace maid who had soiled her son's clothes, Madam Mingzhu was about to personally go forward and feed her precious son. Unexpectedly, her eyebrows furrowed, and her expression changed from loving her son to solemn. "All of you go down, take Hai'er with you!"

Madam Mingzhu was worthy of being the champion of the palace fighting in the harem of Han Wangan in the past. She had completely mastered Mingzhu Palace in the past few years. With an order, everyone withdrew, and Hu Hai, who was sitting on the wooden horse, was also carried away by the eunuchs who were close to him. In a flash, Madam Mingzhu was the only one left in the palace.

"Minister of the Imperial Chariot Office, now that you are here, please show yourself!"

After driving away the irrelevant people, Madam Mingzhu stretched her waist lazily, not minding letting her perfect figure outline a seductive curve. She twisted her slender waist, sat on the couch, and spoke calmly.

"Your servant Zhao Gao pays homage to Madam Mingzhu."

Following Lady Mingzhu's words, Zhao Gao, the leader of Luowang, who had long scarlet hair and was recognized as Zhengge's number one lackey and who he himself did not deny, appeared from behind a thin veil like a ghost. Although he spoke respectfully, he did not even bow symbolically.

"Minister of the Imperial Chariot Office, how is Li Ji's situation?" Madam Mingzhu did not care about Zhao Gao's somewhat rude attitude. Strictly speaking, she and Zhao Gao were allies, not superiors and subordinates. Madam Mingzhu asked casually, crossing her legs.

Zhao Gao said, "Madam Mingzhu, everything is going according to plan. The Nineteenth Prince has been taken away by Han Shen at dawn." Halfway through his words, Zhao Gao said with a sneer on his face, "Han Shen thought that he was able to sneak into the palace because of God's help. Little did he know that without our secret help, he would never have been able to enter the palace."

"Since Han Shen has completed his mission, let's send him off!" said Madam Mingzhu.

Zhao Gao showed an extremely sinister smile on his face, "Madam, you can rest assured about this. I have sent six sword slaves to do it. As soon as Han Shen leaves the palace, we will send him off. In this way, the eighteenth prince Hu Hai will have one less strong opponent in the future to compete for the position of crown prince!"

As the world was about to be unified, Qin's external contradictions were on the verge of disappearing. Instead, the contradictions within Qin became increasingly acute.

The issue of who would be the crown prince was the most acute internal conflict within the Qin State.

"That's right." Madam Mingzhu agreed. "Li Ji lives entirely for her son Tianming. Otherwise, she wouldn't be so favored but have no children for the king. As soon as Tianming leaves, Li Ji will set off on her own."

"However," Madam Mingzhu changed the subject and said in a cold and solemn tone, "Minister of the Imperial Chariot Office, Tianming is at best just a stumbling block in Hai'er's fight for the throne. The real threat is still the eldest son Fusu!"

"Of course I know that Fusu is the Eighteenth Prince's greatest enemy." Zhao Gao said calmly, "But he is the king's most valued son. How easy is it to get rid of him? If we fail, given the king's personality, no one involved will survive!"

Madam Mingzhu frowned slightly, "I don't expect you to get rid of Fusu quickly. Since Fusu is difficult to eliminate quickly, why not clip his wings and arms first!"

"For example, Tian Xuanzi who came from the Taoist Tian Sect!"

At the end, Madam Mingzhu deliberately prolonged her tone, and her clear, black, and bright gemstone eyes were filled with icy murderous intent, and her pearly teeth were faintly visible. In an instant, the temperature in the palace dropped sharply, and even with Zhao Gao's cultivation, he felt a chill for no reason, as if he had arrived in a thousand-year-old ice cellar.

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