"Looks like the king has already made up his mind. If that's the case, then we'll take our leave. "Seeing that the king was so supportive of Marquis Ju Lu, Lord Xinling's expression changed.
Then, he bowed to King Zhao and led the Korean delegation out of the hall.
However, Lord Long Yang, for some unknown reason, suddenly turned around and looked at Ito Sei before he left the hall. A strange smile appeared on his face.
Noticing Lord Long Yang's behavior, Ito Sei's body tensed up as a very bad feeling arose in his heart. He hurriedly picked up the cup and took another gulp, recovering his composure with the help of the strong alcohol.
"Miss Ji and Mr. Zou are not leaving?" Sei Itō noticed that there were still people in the hall.
"Yanran is from Yue, not Wei. Therefore, the state of Wei has nothing to do with me. I'm still waiting for news from Marquis Ju Lu so that I can travel with you in Handan, "Ji Yanran said with a smile.
"I plan to stay at Ju Lu Academy for a few days. I wonder if Marquis Ju Lu would welcome me," Zou Yan said with a smile as he stroked his beard.
"If Mr. Yan is willing to stay, I would be more than happy to oblige," Sei Itō said with a smile.
Then, everyone drank and chatted in the hall for a while before the king dismissed the banquet. He ordered people to send Ji Yanran and Zou Yan to the inn to rest. However, after sending everyone away, he asked Sei Itō to stay behind.
"My lord, how is the army at the front line?" the king asked respectfully in the empty palace. Clearly, even though he had become a 'servant,' he still paid attention to the affairs of the country. He wanted to know what was going on in the country.
"The capital of Yan has been conquered. The Yan royal family, officials, and nobles have all been captured. They are currently being held in Ji City. The other armies are taking over the entire Yan Kingdom, "Sei Itō said calmly.
"So, the Yan Kingdom has fallen?" the king said with a dumbfounded expression.
"Yes, it has fallen," Sei Itō nodded and said with certainty.
The king was speechless. He had mixed feelings.
At this moment, Sei Itō suddenly turned around and looked at the king. "I plan to abdicate your throne."
"Ah?!" the king was shocked. He instinctively let out a cry of surprise, and then his face began to turn pale. Unwillingness and conflict filled his face.
Even though he had become a puppet, in King Zhao's heart, he was still King Zhao. He was incomparably noble and far superior to the other puppets. He was also his' master 'Ito Sei's shield. Therefore, King Zhao had never thought that he would lose his throne one day.
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Sure enough, in the next moment, King Zhao said respectfully with a dejected expression, "May I know when my lord will take over the throne?"
"Five days later." Itsunari thought about it and said.
. ".. How will my lord deal with my son Yan? What about the Zhao Royal Family? "King Zhao asked again after a moment of silence.
"I promised Zhao Ya that I would give you a place to stay, but the prerequisite is that they are obedient enough. So, as long as those people don't follow the Tian family's example and cause trouble, you will be fine. If they don't follow the Tian Family, they will live well, "Sei Itō said calmly.
Speaking of the Tian Family, they seemed to be descendants of a branch of the Chen Family during the Spring and Autumn Period. They were relatives of the same family as Sei Itō's current identity. If he really wanted to fabricate something, it would be possible.
"It's the same for your son. So, for his sake, you better be the Yan Family's butler. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless. "
"Yes, I understand," the king said with a defeated expression.
Looking at Zhao Wang in front of him, Ito Sei slightly frowned. He was really worried that Zhao Wang would die here. Because in real history, the current King Zhao was not far from the end of his lifespan. At most, he had five more years before his death. Even then, he was still living a very comfortable life. But now, King Zhao had a mental illness in his heart. It was hard to say whether King Zhao would use up his lifespan in advance under the influence of his mental illness.
Thinking of this, Sei Itō flicked his wrist and shot a green light at King Zhao.
In an instant, King Zhao's body trembled, and his originally ashen face regained much of its color.
"Rest well." Sei Itō patted King Zhao's shoulder and said softly. Then, he did not stay in King Zhao's bedroom for long. He walked through the long courtyard and arrived outside the palace. He took the reins from the guards and rode back to Madam Ya's residence.
Ten minutes later, Sei Itō returned to the residence.
"Dear madams, your husband is back," Sei Itō said loudly as he threw the reins to the servants and strode into the bedroom.
"Husband." Hearing the voice, Zhao Ya, Zhao Ni, Zhao Qian, Wu Tingfang, and Guo Xiu'er quickly appeared and called out.
"Hehe, what are you waiting for? Follow your husband to bed." Sei Itō strode forward and embraced the five women. He pushed them back into the bedroom and laughed.
"Husband, you haven't bathed yet," Zhao Ni reminded with a red face.
"Let's talk about it after we're done," Sei Itō replied without hesitation. Then, he walked to the bed and pushed the five of them onto the bed. He pressed his body down and sealed Zhao Ni's lips with his mouth.
Soon after, the clothes fluttered and fell to the ground. Six bodies of men and women were entangled together. Not long after, a seductive long moan and a strange creaking sound echoed in the room as the wooden couch swayed.
Hearing the commotion in the room, the maidservant standing guard outside blushed and quietly closed the door for Da Chang.
"Creak ~ Bang."
At the same time, in Lord Pingyuan's residence, Lord Xinling and Lady Pingyuan sat across from each other. Lord Xinling was hugging a pretty maid. Even in front of his sister, Lady Pingyuan, he was still teasing WuJi and playing with him.
At this time, Xinlin Jun suddenly lowered his head and fiercely kissed the lips of one of the maidservants. The kiss caused the maidservant's delicate body to involuntarily tremble and writhe as she let out a low moan … Just from the scene alone, it was clear that it was because of pain rather than pleasure.
By the time Xinlin Jun released her, the servant girl's soft, rosy lips were covered in teeth marks, and blood was seeping out of them.
Seeing this, the maid's face turned pale. She could not help but reveal a look of fear.
"Do you think this girl is comparable to Zhao Ya's" Huo Huo "?" Lord Xinling laughed maniacally. He grabbed the girl's hair and asked Lady Pingyuan.
"WuJi! You're jealous! "Lady Pingyuan sighed.
"Get out of here." Hearing this, Xinling Jun was immediately enraged and yelled at the two maidservants beside him, "What are you waiting for?"
The two maids acted as if they were pardoned and ran out of the room, leaving only Lady Pingyuan and Lord Xinling inside.
"Zhao Ya, that b * tch. That day when I defeated the Qin army, she listened to me in Handan. But look at how she treats me now. I will make her regret it. "Lord Xinling grabbed the wine cup in front of him and drank a mouthful.
"And that Marquis Julu, Chen Yi. When I destroy Zhao in the future, I will let him taste all the torture in the world. Then, I will cut him into pieces and feed his corpse to the dogs. Only then will my hatred be appeased!"
"Shut up!" Lady Pingyuan frowned and shouted in a low voice.
Lord Xinling's expression froze as he came to his senses. This was not Lord Xinling's residence in the Wei Kingdom, but Lord Pingyuan's residence in the Zhao Kingdom. Among the female servants and servants here, one of them might be King Zhao's spy.
Following which, Xinling Jun raised his cup again, pouring quite a bit of wine into his mouth.
"Don't drink so much. This new wine is very strong. It's different from the ones you usually drink. Don't get drunk." Lady Pingyuan advised.
Lord Xinling nodded and did not say anything.
"How is your relationship with King Anli?" Seeing this, Lady Pingyuan did not say anything else and changed the topic.
"That old bastard is looking down on me more and more. He only knows how to favor Lord Longyang, Lou Wu, Rui Song, and Guan Bi. If I continue to let him do as he pleases, our Wei Country will be destroyed sooner or later." Lord Xinling's gaze turned sharp as he coldly said.
"That's right. What's the situation with Marquis Julu? Have you gathered any information on his army?" Lord Xinling looked at his sister again and asked.
"I sent people to investigate, but there has been no news. So, even now, I don't know what's going on with Marquis Julu's army." Lady Pingyuan frowned.
"However, what I can be sure of is that the army is not from Zhao Country."
"How do you know?" Lord Xinling frowned.
"Because when the army was mobilized, there were no abnormal movements in the armies of the State of Zhao. There were also no signs of people gathering in the cities of the State of Zhao. Therefore, I am certain that the army of Marquis Ju Lu is not the army of the State of Zhao."
"If that's the case, then it's a bit difficult." Lord Xinling said in a low voice.
"However, for such a faction to suddenly appear in Zhao Country, did King Zhao and the ministers not suspect anything?" Lord Xinling asked with confusion.
"This is also something I don't understand. I don't know what kind of charm Marquis Julu has. From King Zhao to the ministers, no one suspects his identity. They all have boundless trust in him. You should have seen this in the palace today. Even Queen Han Jing, who has always had a great influence on King Zhao, could not compare to him. It is truly perplexing. "Lady Pingyuan said gloomily.
She still clearly remembers how her son was injured by Ito Seiji, and the painful cries that resounded in her ears from time to time.
"Have you had any contact with him?" Lord Xinling asked.
"Not yet." Lady Pingyuan frowned. "What? You want me to seduce him? "
As a woman with great ambition, even her marriage back then was for political purposes and not out of love. Therefore, Lady Pingyuan was not averse to using her body to achieve a certain goal. The only thing she was worried about was whether this sacrifice was worth it and whether she would receive a corresponding return.
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