Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

There was no sign of panic at all.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Lin Pingzhi stared at Han Ji and asked.

Han Ji has no martial arts.

He broke into her boudoir late at night.

Any woman would be terrified.

However, Han Ji seemed calm and breezy.

"Afraid of death?" A sneer appeared on Han Ji's face, "I wish I could die."

Lin Pingzhi was stunned.

She actually wanted to die?

"Da da."

Lin Pingzhi unlocked Han Ji's acupuncture points.

"I'll just ask you a question, and if you tell me, I'll let you go."

He looked at Han Ji and said.

He can't bully weak women.

Besides, this woman is still a beauty.

The most important thing is that she is Zhao Min's little mother, which is equivalent to his mother-in-law.

Can't kill.

Han Ji sat down calmly.

She looked at Lin Pingzhi quietly, and put her hands on her lower abdomen.

"What question, just ask."

Han Ji said blankly.

Lin Pingzhi nodded, and he went to sit down opposite Han Ji.

"Where is King Ruyang's daughter?"

He didn't ask Zhao Min directly.

Now Zhao Min should not use the Central Plains name of Zhao Min.

The original name should be Minmin.

Anyway, Lin Pingzhi couldn't remember.

"Minmin?"

A look of surprise flashed across Han Ji's face.

"Correct."

Lin Pingzhi nodded.

"She has taken people away from the Ruyang Palace for a few days, and no one knows exactly where she is going."

Han Ji glanced at Lin Pingzhi and said.

It has been several days since he left... Lin Pingzhi thought about it.

Could it be that she has already started planning the six major factions to besiege Guangmingding?

"Let me ask you, is there a monk named Yuanzhen in Ruyang Palace? Or Cheng Kun."

Lin Pingzhi asked quickly.

If Cheng Kun has been transferred from Kublai Khan's subordinates to King Ruyang.

Then the matter of the six major factions besieging Guangmingding must be a certainty.

Han Ji looked at Lin Pingzhi with a half-smile.

"Master Mingyue, didn't you just say one question? This is the second question, right?"

She put her elbows on the table, rested her chin, looked at Lin Pingzhi, and said jokingly.

Lin Pingzhi's face darkened.

"You have no choice, answer me quickly."

He pretended to be angry.

Han Ji played with her hair.

"How do I know if there is such a person? I have only entered Ruyang Palace for less than a month."

Less than a month?

Lin Pingzhi was a little surprised.