Her Highness Doesn’t Want to Work Hard Anymore

King Zhao's words made Han Zhen'er stiffen all over.

Her face turned from white to red, and then from red to blue, like a kaleidoscope, very wonderful.

Finally she couldn't help crying.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Li Ji looked at her pitiful appearance with pear blossoms and rain, not only did not feel any pity, but even wanted to laugh.

So he actually laughed out loud.

"Oh, why do you think so?

This king doesn't care if you are sick at all.

This king just wants you to make a choice——

Or, you will stay in the Emerald Pavilion obediently in the future, and don't bother me if you have nothing to do, and don't bother me if you have something to do.

Or, you just pack up and leave Prince Zhao's Mansion immediately with the letter of divorce, and we will have nothing to do with each other from now on.

Which one do you choose? "

Han Zhen'er was completely stunned.

She didn't want to choose either.

She married into Prince Zhao's Mansion to hug the thigh of the future Prince Regent.

If she can't see King Zhao in the future, how can she make herself the most important woman in the heart of the future regent?

Li Ji heard her heart.

His mood, which had not had any ups and downs, finally had a little fluctuation.

It turned out that this woman came to hug his thigh.

But what about the future regent she was talking about?

Can she predict what will happen in the future?

This statement is also too nonsense.

Li Ji couldn't fully believe this matter, but he didn't completely deny the possibility of its existence.

He decided to create an opportunity to test it out, to see what the origin of this Han Zhener was.

Han Zhen'er lifted the quilt, dragged her frail body, and walked out of bed with difficulty.

Xing Yu hurried over to help her, but she pushed her away.

She staggered and knelt down at King Zhao's feet, crying and begging.

"To be honest, in fact, my concubine has long made a secret promise to the prince. It is my honor to be able to marry the prince. As long as the prince is willing to let me stay by my side, I am willing to do anything."

Li Ji looked at her condescendingly.

His dark eyes were so deep that he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Are you really willing to do anything?"

Han Zhen'er nodded vigorously: "Yes, no matter what the lord asks me to do, I can do it! Even if the lord wants my life, I'm willing to give it to him!"

She had already made up her mind.

Although King Zhao will become a powerful regent in the future, he is still a cripple who can't even stand up, has no real power in his hands, and has such a weird temperament. Surely no woman is willing to treat him sincerely.

As long as she can lower her figure and show her sincerity, King Zhao will definitely be moved by her.

Li Ji heard her thoughts clearly.

He raised the corners of his lips, revealing a dangerous smile.

"In that case, you can eat this thing."

After speaking, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve.

He handed the small porcelain bottle to Han Zhen'er.

An uneasy premonition welled up in Han Zhener's heart.

"This, what is this?"

Li Ji: "This is a kind of poison that the king got from the Western Regions. As long as you take it, you will lose your mind and become a fool who only knows how to eat, drink, and mess around."

Han Zhen'er's face turned pale all of a sudden, and cold sweat dripped down her forehead.

She forced a smile.

"My lord, are you joking?"