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

Cao Ze nodded slightly: "Catching him is not difficult."

Han Fei's expression relaxed slightly. "That's good."

Suddenly Han Fei's expression changed: "Oh no, my sister Honglian..."

"Don't worry, everything's arranged." Cao Ze curled his lip. "Get ready to be the King of Han."

As for Honglian, he took her away.

Han Fei really wanted to kowtow to Cao Ze this time; he was such a great benefactor.

He admitted that his younger sister wasn't blind.

Outside the royal palace, the rebels continued their rampage. Everyone was bloodthirsty.

Ji Wuye, in particular, went on a rampage of killing in a fit of rage, even killing Imperial Guards who accidentally blocked his path without hesitation.

Wei Zhuang cut off Bai Yifei's head in the royal palace and carried it out of the hall.

"Traitor Bai Yifei has been beheaded!"

"Traitor Bai Yifei has been beheaded!"

"Traitor Bai Yifei has been beheaded!"

Three loud shouts in a row startled everyone outside the hall.

When the rebels saw Bai Yifei's furious eyes and his head, which he was unwilling to be killed, they trembled with fear.

Ji Wuye snorted, his face extremely gloomy.

Now that Cao Ze has betrayed him, Bai Yifei is dead, the whereabouts of the Straw-Clothed Man are unknown, and Madam Mingzhu's attitude is ambiguous, his Nightfall Four Fiends have become a complete joke.

Zhang Liang protected his grandfather Zhang Kaidi, and led over a hundred clansmen and retainers to the scene.

Zhang Kai saw Bai Yifei's severed head in Wei Zhuang's hand, saw the Fourth Prince Han Yu stabbed to death on a ten-foot-high ice spike, and then saw Han Fei, who had just walked out of the palace, looking somewhat forlorn...

He muttered to himself, "The world has completely changed..."

Zhang Liang whispered, "Grandfather, the King has been killed by the mutinous soldiers."

Zhang Kai was taken aback, his gaze fixed on Han Fei, his expression a mixture of strangeness and relief.

"Ninth Young Master... Alright."

He felt a little sorry for the death of King An of Han, but if King An of Han knew that Han Fei had ascended the throne, he would probably be pleased.

"Zifang, you will serve the Ninth Prince well from now on. Your grandfather will teach you."

Zhang Liang glanced at the corpses scattered on the ground and saw the surrendered retainers. He sighed softly, "The world is ever-changing, but responsibility remains."

Cao Ze coughed lightly behind Han Fei: "Don't stand there."

Han Fei snapped out of his daze, composed himself, and said solemnly, "Tang Qi, listen to my orders: arrest the rebels and throw them into prison!"

The white-haired old man, gripping a battle sword, knelt on one knee: "Understood!"

"Wei Zhuang, listen to my command! Immediately lead your men to control all the nobles involved in the rebellion and await their fate!"

Wei Zhuang bowed and said, "Your subject obeys!"

Cao Ze inadvertently noticed that Wei Zhuang's lips curled up, as if he was smiling and feeling smug.

Han Fei looked at Ji Wuye but did not assign him any tasks.

"General Ji has rendered meritorious service in protecting the country. In order to prevent any unforeseen circumstances, we request that General Ji return to defend the capital."

Ji Wuye's eyes twitched, and he took a deep breath. "Your subject, Ji Wuye, obeys!"

He turned and walked slowly, his bright red cloak fluttering behind him.

With Bai Yifei dead, the Bai family and its former subordinates were almost completely wiped out. When the Marquis recovered from her injuries, Han Fei was in a real bind.

In a way, Han Fei helped alleviate the pressure on the Marquis.

At least he still had time to react before Han Fei and Wei Zhuang died.

Since Han Fei couldn't get away, he asked Cao Ze to take care of his younger sister, as well as Lady Mingzhu and Lady Hu, who had been rescued by Cao Ze.

Cao Ze gladly accepted the order.

The rebellion subsided, the sky brightened, and the sun grew hot. Cao Ze returned to the abandoned courtyard.

When Honglian saw Cao Ze return, she rushed over, asking, "How was it? How was it?"

Cao Ze patted Honglian's little hand that was holding his, "It's alright, your brother is busy cleaning up the mess."

Honglian breathed a long sigh of relief, patted her chest, and said with great relief, "I was so scared today."

"Let's go find my brother."

Cao Ze shook his head slightly: "Not now, the palace is still in chaos. I'll send you to Zilan Pavilion, where you can stay for a few days."

Thousands of rebels stormed the palace, killing some and capturing others, while some hid inside to escape the disaster.

Without several days of screening within the uterus, it's hard to say whether there's any danger.

Hu Meiren stretched out her slender, fair neck, just about to ask Cao Ze to take her to her sister's place, when she was glared at by Madam Mingzhu.

She gave an awkward laugh and whispered, "Madam, is this really... you know?"

As Madam Mingzhu watched Cao Ze and Honglian leave, a hint of envy and jealousy flickered in her eyes.

"Which one? Serving you as master or making love to you?"

Hu Meiren felt a little guilty looking at Madam Mingzhu, who was staring straight at her.

"Ah...I see..."

Lady Mingzhu snorted coldly, "You vixen, stop pretending to be innocent with me! Didn't you also climb into the master's bed with your sister, Lady Hu?!"

Hu Meiren looked somewhat embarrassed, "How did you know...?"

Madam Mingzhu chuckled and said, "What do you think?"

Hu Meiren, embarrassed, retorted, "I haven't done that with him yet."

Madam Mingzhu scoffed, "Do you think he'll let you go?"

Hu Meiren said guiltily, "Who said it wouldn't happen? My sister is so good to him."

"Then you'd better pray that he'll take you as his slave." Madam Mingzhu narrowed her alluring eyes, as if she were talking about something trivial.

"What do you mean?" Hu Meiren asked, somewhat trembling.

"What could it mean? It's obviously to kill them to silence them."

Lady Mingzhu said casually, "You know too much about me. I don't want others to know that I have a master."

Hu Meiren was on the verge of tears, but then she was filled with uncontrollable rage, gritting her teeth and saying, "You just wait!"

Madam Mingzhu chuckled and said, "I can wait, but some people can't."

Hu Meiren was a little deflated. Did she really have to throw herself into this thief's arms and be bullied along with her sister?

She was, after all, a beauty of the nation...

Jingni was outside the courtyard, and she could hear the conversation inside clearly. A strange light flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Cao Ze told her to keep a close eye on Madam Mingzhu, implying that Madam Mingzhu had ulterior motives and wasn't as submissive and honest as she appeared.

Now it seems there is indeed a problem, just like with Hu Meiren.

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Chapter 332 Little Red Lotus

Xinzheng, Zilanxuan.

Under the cover of night, the lake beside Zilan Pavilion appears as a deep, dark blue.

As the lake water surged, the faint reflections of the floating moon could be seen.

Xiao Honglian lowered her head, her once elegantly styled hair now disheveled, half-covering her snow-white cheeks.

At this moment, her eyes were red and swollen, her fair face was streaked with tears, and her bare, jade-like feet were placed in the lake water. Her slender body was like a rootless duckweed, frail and weak.

She leaned against Cao Ze and murmured, "My father is dead, my fourth brother is dead, and my eldest brother is dead too..."

She usually dislikes her eldest brother the most, who is like a reincarnation of a lustful demon, and her second most disliked brother is her fourth brother, who always pretends.

Although her father was senile, he treated her very well, but he also died.

It made her feel very upset.

Cao Ze didn't say a word, but simply stretched out his arm and gently hugged Xiao Honglian.

All words of comfort are pale and ineffective; it is far better to be a quiet listener and companion.

Xiao Honglian pursed her rosy lips, letting Cao Ze hold her. Her slender body remained still, like a jade sculpture. Only tears, glistening with moonlight, rolled down her cheeks, sliding down her smooth face and wetting her disheveled hair.

"Thank goodness my brother didn't die... otherwise I really don't know how I would have survived..."

After a long while, Little Red Lotus exhaled and sighed to herself.

She and Han Fei were siblings born of the same mother, and their relationship was closer and better than that of her eldest and fourth brothers.

Cao Ze pondered for a moment and said, "Your brother will be very busy from now on, so you need to be strong."

He felt he couldn't let Xiao Honglian continue to wallow in sadness and self-pity, so he tried to change the subject.

Little Red Lotus whispered, "I understand."

Even if Cao Ze didn't say it, she knew that the palace coup was no ordinary event.

The Bai family failed this time. But if they had, I wouldn't be sitting by the lake with Cao Ze at night, pouring out my feelings; I would be facing...

Xiao Honglian gripped Cao Ze's arm tightly, not daring to think any further.

Faint footsteps came from behind them.

A woman dressed in purple and wearing a hairpin in her hair walked over.

Cao Ze turned his head to look, but did not see the person. Instead, he was enveloped in the fragrance of orchids, which accompanied the fragrance of Zi Nu's body.

Zi Nu's expression was calm, dignified and elegant. Her skin was snow-white, her eyebrows and eyes were like paintings, and her plump figure and waist were soft yet slender. Her eyes and brows occasionally revealed a captivating charm.