Qin Dynasty: Starting with clinging to Zhao Ji's thigh

Chapter 222 Aunt will take action

Zilanxuan.

Even though the situation in South Korea was turbulent and seemed poised to erupt into bloodshed at any moment, Han Fei still couldn't shake his habit of drinking at Zilan Pavilion.

"While the Purple Maiden's orchid wine is indeed excellent, ever since I tasted the Drunken Prince's Wine from Hanoi, other fine wines just don't quite seem quite right..."

In a private room on the second floor, Han Fei drank a cup of orchid wine and made a comment.

By the window, Wei Zhuang held his sword, gazing at the city defense soldiers passing by on the street.

“Ji Wuye has recently been secretly contacting many nobles and high-ranking officials who oppose you. The middle and lower-level commanders of the city defense army and the imperial guards have also been replaced, and many unfamiliar faces have appeared. Yet you still have the mood to come to Zilan Pavilion to drink and make merry.”

His words sounded like he was disappointed in Wei Zhuang, but his tone was actually quite calm.

Zi Nu simply raised her hand, carefully examining the jade bracelet on her fair wrist, and said with a light smile, "The Jade Tiger has recently been in contact with the remnants of the Baiyue people. This stingy and greedy tiger has actually started distributing porridge."

"Jade Tiger had a feud with King Jinglun over a piece of paper, and eventually used the Iron Blood Alliance's guarantee to gamble with King Jinglun, resulting in a royal being..."

Han Fei showed no sign of nervousness, and simply laughed.

"Haha, Brother Wei Zhuang, Miss Zi Nu, don't worry. Lord Changxin once said to me that in this chaotic world, only beauties should not be let down. I think we should also add fine wine."

Only beautiful women and fine wine should not be missed!

As he spoke, Han Fei raised his wine cup again and drank it all in one gulp.

"With Lord Changxin here, the handsome Han Fei may not be able to lose weight, but this fine wine is absolutely not to be missed!"

Zhang Liang, standing to the side, was not as calm as Han Fei. He looked worried and said, "Ninth Young Master, Ji Wuye has always been ambitious. This sudden move may indicate something unexpected is going to happen!"

Han Fei simply shook his head, gently setting down the wine cup in his hand. At that moment, a glint seemed to flash in his eyes.

“Zifang, Brother Weizhuang, your concerns are not without merit. But Ji Wuye has been cultivating his influence in Han for many years. If he doesn’t make any moves, how can he reveal any weaknesses?”

Ji Wuye made a move, which was exactly what Han Fei had hoped to see.

If he had followed Changxin Jun's plan perfectly, Han Fei would have had no way to deal with him, and the cleanup of Han would have been severely flawed.

"You made me intercept the letter that Luo Wang was sending to Ji Wuye, just so I could take action against Ji Wuye?"

Wei Zhuang was still looking out the window at the street outside. The city defense troops seemed to be patrolling the streets more and more frequently.

Han Fei shook his head and smiled mysteriously: "No, it's not that I want Ji Wuye to attack us."

Almost as soon as Han Fei finished speaking, Wei Zhuang's eyes narrowed slightly.

He had already seen it; at the end of the street, a eunuch dressed as a palace attendant was heading towards Zilan Pavilion.

……

As Xinzheng grew increasingly bustling, and a violent storm was about to break, Ying Jing had just received a message from Ying Ge.

The letter detailed everything Han Fei did upon returning to China, including the choices made by Lady Mingzhu and Bai Yifei, and even the actions of Tianze, the sword.

And these contents were not far from what Ying Jing had expected.

However... Wei Zhuang intercepted the letter from Luo Wang to Ji Wuye, which was somewhat unexpected by Ying Jing.

Even though Yingge immediately sent a follow-up message afterward, Ji Wuye was still clearly uneasy about it, which led him to make his choice.

Yingge's letter also made Ji Wuye's plans very clear.

After all, Ji Wuye had never thought that he could fight against Qin with Han alone, so he had already sent a message to Yingge in the hope of reaching a consensus with Changxin Jun.

What he is about to do is also beneficial to the Qin state!

Ying Jing saw the entire letter but didn't say a word. He simply crumpled it into a ball and tossed it to Yan Lingji, who was standing to the side.

Yan Lingji didn't even look at it. A ball of flame appeared out of thin air in her snow-white palm and burned the letter to ashes in no time.

"Even offering up the kingdom is a scramble to do this. Ji Wuye's actions show he doesn't trust me!"

Ying Jing frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed: "However, I have never trusted him..."

Yan Lingji, like a fire sprite, was lively and captivating: "Then... what does Master intend to do?"

At this moment, a faint smile appeared on Ying Jing's face: "Do nothing."

"Since Han Fei is so confident and Ji Wuye has made his choice, let's see who wins!"

Ying Jing had no intention of getting involved; even if he wanted to, it was too late.

In any case, the final outcome won't make much difference to Ying Jing and the Qin state, so let them make a fuss!

Ji Wuye had no loyalty whatsoever, something Ying Jing knew from the very beginning.

Accepting his surrender was merely a means to minimize casualties in the war, since Qin still had to face five opponents, and Han was at most just an appetizer.

Considering his voluntary surrender, Ying Jing wasn't unwilling to give him a way out, but now he had already given up on his own initiative.

The message delivered by the Luo Wang network was intercepted, which caused Ji Wuye to receive the message a little later, but this was not a reason for him to act recklessly.

With Bai Yifei present, Ji Wuye was no longer that important to Ying Jing.

If Han Fei could really find an opportunity to kill Ji Wuye directly, that would save him a lot of trouble.

Even if Ji Wuye really wins, it's not a big deal; it won't cause Ying Jing any loss.

……

Xinzheng, the Palace of the King of Han.

Biqin Palace.

"Han Fei has already entered the palace."

Bai Yifei wore a blood-red cloak and silver armor, with two swords sheathed and tucked into his waistband.

This is clearly a posture of being ready for combat at any time.

But Lady Mingzhu simply faced the glass mirror on her dressing table, her alluring figure reflected in the mirror, truly displaying unparalleled beauty.

She busied herself with the hairpins in her hair, her snow-white hands holding the wooden comb that Ying Jing had sent her last time, slowly combing her long, smooth, black hair.

"The comb that Lord Changxin sent is much more practical than those fancy but impractical ones in the palace, and this mirror is also much clearer than a bronze mirror!"

Bai Yifei seemed to have gotten used to Madam Mingzhu's perfunctory attitude, and continued in a cold voice: "Don't underestimate Ji Wuye. He has also replaced many of the middle and lower-ranking commanders of the Imperial Guards."

"So what? Do you really think you can't beat Ji Wuye?"

Madam Mingzhu's nonchalant attitude finally made Bai Yifei unable to contain himself any longer.

He spoke coldly with a stern face: "I only brought back three thousand White-Armored Soldiers, and I couldn't bring them all into the palace!"

"If anything unexpected happens and disrupts Lord Changxin's plans, all your efforts will be in vain!"

This time, Madam Mingzhu finally stopped combing her hair.

However, with just one sentence from her bright red lips, she silenced Bai Yifei.

"Auntie will take care of it."