After talking for almost an hour, Madam Ya finally finished explaining the power structure of the Zhao Country.
"How about this, tomorrow you think of a way to arrange for me to meet with the Zhao King." After listening to Madam Ya's explanation, Sei Itō sighed and said to Madam Ya who was in his arms.
"My dear Chen wants to meet with the King?" Madam Ya was surprised, but immediately understood. "Yes, without a status, how can I marry Madam Ni and the Third Princess? Indeed, I need to meet with the King to obtain a status."
Sei Itō who had his own thoughts smiled and didn't explain. Instead, he turned around and placed Madam Ya on top of the bed.
"Let's finish the unfinished business from this morning."
After saying that, he tore with both hands, and another good quality robe of Chu was immediately torn into pieces, revealing Madam Ya's fair body that was hidden underneath.
Madam Ya felt a chill in her body and her body trembled. She wrapped her arms around Sei Itō's neck and raised her head. She took the initiative to kiss Sei Itō's lips as he pressed down on her.
In the next moment, the no longer suppressed high-pitched moans and the creaking sound of the wooden bed reverberated throughout the room. The air flowed and the room was filled with a lewd smell.
…
Three days later, accompanied by a strange creaking sound, a horse carriage slowly stopped in front of the Zhao Country's Handan Palace.
Then, the long curtains were lifted, and a woman who was as beautiful as a fairy, but also exuded a sense of nobility when she opened her eyes. She lifted her skirt with both hands and slowly walked out of the carriage.
This woman was not anyone else. It was Madam Ya who changed everything.
Then, Madam Ya put down her skirt and turned around. She stretched out her hand to the front of the carriage.
In the next moment. A hand as white as jade stretched out of the carriage and placed it on Madam Ya's hand. Then, with a slight movement of her arm, a handsome young man wearing a brocade robe walked out of the carriage with Madam Ya's support. His gaze was calm and composed as he walked out of the carriage with Madam Ya supporting him.
Who else could this young master be but Sei Itō?
After that, the two of them didn't speak. Under Madam Ya's lead, they entered the palace and walked towards the palace where King Zhao was.
It didn't take long. The two of them arrived in front of a large hall.
"Is Brother Wang inside?" At this point, Madam Ya who was standing at the side was speaking to an attendant who looked like he had been castrated.
"In reply to Madam Ya, His Majesty is inside and has been waiting for you for a long time." The eunuch hurriedly replied with a charming smile.
Although Madam Ya had a bad reputation, she was still the most pampered sister of King Zhao. Even an inner attendant like him had to carefully serve and curry favor with a noble, so he didn't dare to be negligent.
"Yi, let's go in." Madam Ya nodded and turned to look at Sei Itō.
Sei Itō nodded and followed Madam Ya into the hall.
In an instant, a huge hall of more than a hundred square meters appeared in front of Sei Itō's eyes. There were braziers on both sides of the hall, and in the braziers were piles of charcoal. A grey woolen blanket was laid in the middle of the hall, extending all the way to a dark brown square table.
Behind the square table. There was a man dressed in solemn ceremonial robes and a black crown on his head. His body was a little bloated, and his skin was fair. However, his eyes were sunken, and his lips were slightly thin. Coupled with his sleepy eyes, he seemed a little harsh and heartless, making others feel as if they were not valued. However, he had a dignified appearance, and he had the manliness of the Northern Lands. He was casually leaning back on a couch with his eyes closed, enjoying the breeze that was fanned by the female servants on both sides.
Needless to say, this man was undoubtedly King Zhao.
"Brother Wang." Seeing this, Madam Ya couldn't help but call out.
"Oh? Sister Ya is here. "Zhao Wang opened his eyes and looked down at Madam Ya with a smile," How do you feel? Are you feeling better? "
"Thanks to Mr. Chen's help, my body is fine now. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to come to the palace to see you. "Madam Ya smiled.
"That's good news." King Zhao smiled. Then, he turned his gaze to Sei Itō and asked, "Is this the man you want to recommend, Mr. Sei Itō?"
"Yes." Madam Ya confirmed.
"Greetings to King Zhao." Sei Itō clasped his hands together and raised them above his head. Then, his upper body and arms lowered to the ground as he greeted.
Seeing Sei Itō's greeting, King Zhao frowned and didn't say anything. However, Madam Ya, who had been paying attention to King Zhao's expression, felt her heart tighten. She wanted to remind her lover …
Then, without waiting for King Zhao to speak, Sei Itō straightened his body and looked into King Zhao's eyes.
Instantly, King Zhao felt a pain in his eyes and his consciousness became blurry. However, Sei Itō's image became clearer and clearer in his heart. His figure became taller and taller, and he couldn't help but feel an urge to worship him. However, he immediately felt a jolt in his heart and was awakened by his King's Heart.
However, before he could fully wake up, he felt an even stronger urge to worship that figure. The urge to swear loyalty once again surged in his heart.
Until a moment later …
"All of you are dismissed." King Zhao waved his hand to the people around him.
"Yes." The servants responded in unison and exited the palace. Only King Zhao, Sei Itō and Madam Ya remained in the palace.
"Dan pays his respects to his Highness." Seeing that everyone had left, King Zhao stood up and walked around the table to the front of the hall. He suddenly knelt down and bowed respectfully to Sei Itō.
Dan was King Zhao's name. As for his surname, it was Ying. However, because his ancestors were enfeoffed in the land of Zhao, this branch became the Zhao Clan. Hence, he could tell others that his surname was Zhao. Hence, the Zhao of the Zhao Country could be said to be the earliest origin of the surname Zhao.
However, in the later generations, the surnames were combined. Hence, it wasn't clear whether a person's surname came from the Zhao Clan or the Zhao Clan. Hence, there was no distinction between the origins and branches.
Seeing King Zhao like this, Madam Ya subconsciously wanted to cry out in shock. However, she immediately covered her mouth with her hands and looked at Sei Itō and King Zhao in shock. She couldn't understand what was going on.
"You need to do two things." Sei Itō ordered. "First, find a way to enfeoff me as a Marquis. Second, when I become a Marquis, immediately betroth Zhao Ni, Zhao Qian and Zhao Ya to me. "
Hearing this, Zhao Ya, who was originally shocked by King Zhao's actions, was stunned. Then, she looked at Sei Itō in disbelief. Her eyes revealed surprise and joy.
"Yes." King Zhao replied.
"What about the Wei Kingdom?" At this moment, Zhao Ya suddenly thought of the marriage between Zhao Qian and the Wei Kingdom and hurriedly asked. Beside him, King Zhao, who had straightened up, also looked at Ito Sei with a questioning gaze.
"Once I become a Marquis, I will naturally make arrangements." Sei Itō waved his hand and said.
"I will wait for your news at Zhao Ya's house."
After speaking, he wrapped his arm around Madam Ya's waist and walked out of the palace with her in his arms. Along the way, all the men who saw Sei Itō's actions had looks of envy, jealousy and hatred in their eyes. On the other hand, the women's eyes were filled with lust. They couldn't wait to replace Madam Ya.
It couldn't be helped. There were very few men in the Zhao Kingdom! After the Battle of Changping lost four hundred thousand gold coins, the entire country almost instantly lost all of its young men, leaving only the elderly, women, and children. Even though they had recovered a little after so many years of recuperation, but compared to the number of women in the country, it was really pitifully few. The ratio was almost seven, eight, or even ten to one. In addition, this was the palace where men were not allowed to enter, so how could these women not feel thirsty and thirsty?
Seeing this, Madam Ya leaned her body even more seductively into Sei Itō's embrace. She was like a proud peacock, constantly showing off to others.
Just like this, under the watchful eyes of others, the two of them left the palace and boarded the carriage again.
Almost as soon as the curtains of the carriage closed, Madam Ya hugged Sei Itō's body passionately and took the initiative to kiss Sei Itō. She sent her soft tongue into his mouth, allowing him to suck and nibble on it.
"Chen Lang, I really love you to death." After a while, Madam Ya's body went limp in Sei Itō's embrace as she spoke softly while panting.
"Are you satisfied? So in the future, you have to help me properly. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite. "Sei Itō said indifferently as he reached into Madam Ya's clothes and climbed up the mountain.
"Chen Lang, don't worry. From now on, Ya 'er will only be loyal to you. I will only allow you to touch me. If I go back on my words, Ya' er will die a horrible death." Zhao Ya said emotionally.
To the ancient people who believed in oaths, this was the heaviest promise they could make.
Of course, the reason why Zhao Ya was so resolute was not only because she was emotional, but also because she was frightened by Sei Itō's methods in the palace. Thus, she used such an oath to express her loyalty and cut off all paths of retreat in her heart so that she could truly be loyal to him.
Sei Itō smiled lightly as he lowered his head and sealed Zhao Ya's lips, sucking on them without restraint.
"Chen Lang, wait for me for a while." After a while, Zhao Ya's face was flushed red as she spoke coquettishly. Then, she struggled to sit up in Sei Itō's embrace and took a few deep breaths to calm herself down. She tidied her clothes and got out of the carriage again.
After half an hour, she finally returned to the carriage.
However, at this moment, a mature, dignified, and charming young woman appeared beside Zhao Ya.
The mature and dignified young lady was about the same age as Zhao Ya. She was about 24 or 25 years old and wore a plain robe. Her face was lightly powdered and her expression was calm and composed, as if she was well-mannered.
The other charming and beautiful woman was younger, about fifteen or sixteen years old. She wore a dark-colored silk dress, her face was light pink, and she wore a golden hairpin in her hair. Her black hair was combed neatly, and she exuded the aura of a lady from a wealthy family.
Almost instantly, Sei Itō understood the identities of these two people.
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