People in the Qin Dynasty, entertained during the Warring States period

Li Kai desperately wanted to escape, but he had already been locked onto by Bai Yifei and his Ice Armor Guards. Any slight movement would surely result in his capture.

He could only gamble that his face would be disfigured and that Bai Yifei, who hadn't seen him for years, wouldn't recognize him.

The man in the straw raincoat calmed himself down, spurred his horse forward, and his voice returned to its previous hoarse tone.

"Welcome back to Xinzheng, Lord Marquis."

Bai Yifei stood on the chariot, his cold eyes slightly narrowed.

"Are you truly here to welcome me, Marquis?"

The man in the straw raincoat replied, "Of course."

Bai Yifei slightly raised his chin, looking down at the man in the straw raincoat. "Who is he?"

Li Kai kept his head down.

The man in the straw raincoat's voice remained unchanged: "A prisoner who escaped from jail."

Bai Yifei narrowed his eyes. "An escaped prisoner, and you need to chase after him personally? It seems this prisoner is very important."

Just as the man in the straw raincoat was about to have Li Kai taken away, he heard Bai Yifei shout, "You, raise your head!"

Li Kai gripped the reins tightly with both hands, having no chance to escape on horseback.

The man in the straw raincoat frowned slightly: "My lord, why bother looking at a lowly criminal? He's an eyesore. Even if you cut him into a thousand pieces, it wouldn't be enough to atone for his sins."

Bai Yifei said calmly, "What I want to see is none of your business."

If a descendant of the Han family who has fallen from power were not more powerful and had outstanding intelligence capabilities, and was valued by Ji Wuye back then, how could he be qualified to speak to him?

The man in the straw raincoat knew that things would not end well today, and that it was impossible for him to keep the secret of the Baiyue treasure for himself.

We can only gamble that Bai Yifei won't recognize Li Kai, otherwise...

Li Kai sighed inwardly, raising his face, which was wounded by swords, trying his best to hide his hatred for Bai Yifei.

The crisscrossing, hideous scars on Li Kai's face made even Bai Yifei, who was used to seeing life and death, feel a chill run down her spine.

He couldn't help but ask, "Is this how you treat prisoners?"

The man in the straw raincoat breathed a slight sigh of relief, realizing that Bai Yifei might not have seen the portrait drawn by the Poison Scorpion Sect.

"Does Your Excellency wish to treat prisoners kindly?"

Bai Yifei laughed heartily: "Treat me well? This Marquis is not that kind-hearted."

The man in the straw raincoat said, "My lord, I must take my leave now!"

He waved his hand, and two of his men stepped forward and grabbed Li Kai.

Li Kai was being held down and struggled a few times. The man in the straw raincoat passed by and said in a low voice, "Take him away!"

Bai Yifei frowned slightly. For some reason, the disfigured person from earlier seemed familiar to him.

"march!"

The bronze chariot, exuding a metallic aura, rolled across the ground, leaving a long rut.

In the distance, the man in the straw raincoat smiled and said to Li Kai, "Brother Li, I'm sorry you had to go through this."

Li Kai whispered, "Bai Yifei will soon find out my identity. Aren't you afraid of him?"

The man in the straw raincoat said, "Of course I'm afraid. The female marquis behind Bai Yifei is not someone to be trifled with. But I can still manage to deal with her for a while."

"She's not dead?"

"He's not dead. I just confirmed it myself. The Bai family has started secretly contacting nobles who were once close to them, and there's a token from the Bai family head as proof."

Li Kai sighed, "The Bai family has always coveted the throne, and your Han family is truly..."

The man in the straw raincoat laughed and said, "Each generation is worse than the last. Han An is no good, the Crown Prince is no good, Han Yu is no good either. Han Fei has potential, but he has no desire to be king, which is a great pity."

Lee remained silent; it was no longer his concern, and he didn't care about South Korea's future.

"Come on, Brother Li, let's have a good chat and welcome you back."

Li Kai gazed wistfully at Xinzheng City. He had intended to flee, but instead returned. Fate had played a cruel trick on him.

Madam, daughter, what should I do...?

Chapter 292 The widowed noblewoman, paying respects at the funeral.

In the West Garden, Madam Hu shyly changed into white mourning clothes and put on an elegant white hat.

Is it okay now?

Mrs. Hu asked shyly.

Cao Ze put his arm around Madam Hu's soft waist and chuckled, "You're such a good wife."

Madam Hu's face flushed, and she looked beautiful and charming.

She playfully punched Cao Ze's chest a few times with her little fists, saying, "You know how good I am, yet you always bully me."

Cao Ze smiled.

It wasn't that he wanted to bully Madam Hu; it was just that Madam Hu was so beautiful and pitiful that he wanted to hold her in his arms and play with her as he pleased.

Madam Hu's breath hitched slightly, and she said in a low voice, "Let's go upstairs."

Cao Ze chuckled and said, "Why bother going to the bed? It's already March and spring is here. Let's try it inside."

He had long wanted to leave traces of love with Mrs. Hu in her boudoir.

Now that I have some free time, how could I not do my best to please him?

Mrs. Hu gave a soft "Ah," and said, "How do you do this...?"

She's so hot she's feeling dizzy and has lost her ability to think.

"Sister-in-law, you can just stand by the window, bending over."

Madam Hu had taken off her emerald green boots and stepped barefoot onto the solid wooden floor, feeling the slight coolness of the ground. Her toes involuntarily curled slightly.

She regained some composure and, seeing that Cao Ze was planning something big, she lowered her eyebrows, hesitated, and said, "Don't be too... um, it wouldn't be good if the servants noticed anything amiss."

As the mistress of the house, she was well aware of the gossip among the servants and the rumors that circulated among noble families.

As a result, many brokers or people with ulterior motives buy and sell information from them, either for gossip or for intelligence.

She didn't want the secret between her and Cao Ze to become the talk of the town.

It's one thing for outsiders to gossip, but if Nongyu finds out, she'll probably be too ashamed to face her daughter.

"Don't you understand me, sister-in-law?"

Cao Ze led Madam Hu to the window.

The window was supported by a two-foot-long stick, through which one could see the scenery of the West Garden, where many seasonal flowers had already sprouted buds, dotting the greenery.

At this moment, Madam Hu's clothes were disheveled, with her mourning clothes hanging around her waist, and her bright green bodice standing out even more against the backdrop of the mourning clothes.

Her slender back leaned against the wooden wall by the window, and the cool breeze emanating from the wall invigorated Mrs. Hu.

She wanted to get away from the wall, but Cao Ze pressed his hands firmly against her shoulders, making a "thud".

"Does your sister-in-law know what 'wall slam' means?"

Madam Hu looked up into Cao Ze's eyes, then lowered them again.

"do not know."

Cao Ze chuckled and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't know, just let Aman teach your sister-in-law."

Madam Hu leaned against the wall and stole a glance. Seeing Cao Ze's hand resting against the wall, she suddenly felt a thrilling sense of inescapable danger.

She was about to raise her head when Cao Ze gave her a slightly domineering kiss.

Madam Hu stiffened for a moment, then slowly stretched out her fair arms to hug Cao Ze's waist and back, her expression becoming even more tender.

for a long time.

Cao Ze slowly released Madam Hu.

It wasn't that he didn't want to continue, but Madam Hu was already suffocating, and if it continued, she might faint from lack of oxygen.

Madam Hu's gentle eyes were filled with dizziness, and her legs felt like cooked noodles, limp and powerless.

She leaned weakly against the wall, sitting on the floor in a very unsightly manner.

Like a patient having an epileptic seizure, he took deep breaths of fresh air, his chest heaving, while the blinding white light surged and rippled.

After Madam Hu regained some of her senses, she raised her head slightly and looked at Cao Ze with a mixture of reproach and resentment.

She was a refined and courteous woman; when had she ever behaved in such an unseemly manner?

Cao Ze chuckled and helped Madam Hu up, letting her hold onto the windowsill to save some energy.

"Sister-in-law, the air is better outside."

Mrs. Hu said with a slight sob in her voice, "Please stop playing."

Cao Ze breathed a warm breath near Madam Hu's smooth, jade-like ear and chuckled softly, "Are you happy?"

Mrs. Hu's breathing quickened slightly as she recalled what had just happened, causing her heart to pound violently again.

"Sister-in-law, hang in there!"

Cao Ze didn't give Madam Hu a chance to react and simply welded the car door shut.

Mrs. Hu tilted her pretty face slightly upwards as she looked out the window, her white hat, which she had put on, tilting to one side without her noticing.

She took deep breaths of the fresh air outside the window, trying to keep herself from fainting.

After drinking a cup of tea, Cao Ze let out a long sigh.

Mrs. Hu is quite capable.

At this moment, a maid dressed in white mourning clothes entered the West Garden and was carrying flower pots.

She inadvertently caught a glimpse of the lady at the window, and from a distance, the lady's pretty face seemed to have a strange expression.

"lady?"

Mrs. Hu, who had just recovered and was holding onto the windowsill, was startled.