With the destruction of South Korea, not only did Han Wang An lose his throne, but the Korean prince also lost everything about him.

If Han Wangan's situation is not too bad, then the life of the Korean prince, the current eldest son of the Han family, has been truly destroyed into the abyss...

After all, there is a saying that one is kind to treat the prince who is destroyed, but he has never heard of the saying that one is kind to treat the prince who is destroyed.

With the destruction of South Korea, the eldest son of the Korean family has lost everything he once had, wealth, beauty and power, and left him.

He neither had the ambition of the fourth son Han Yu nor the intelligence of the ninth son Han Fei. The reason why he was able to be made the crown prince by King An was not only that he was the eldest son of King An of Han, another reason was that he was a waste, and such a waste was completely harmless to King An of Han.

He used to be the prince of South Korea because of waste, but now he has put the Korean family in another embarrassing situation because of waste.

As a strange person who successfully inherited all the shortcomings of Han Wangan and successfully avoided all the advantages of Han Wangan, lust is his nature.

But with the destruction of South Korea, the glory that accompanied him also disappeared, so the so-called beauty will naturally not belong to him.

It would be fine if he hadn't experienced that kind of prosperity, but he had experienced it after all. He had gained it before, and would be even more painful when he lost it. This is the mentality of this eldest son.

As time went by, the young man with excessive wine and color turned his attention to his father's woman.

If it were before, he wouldn't dare to do this, but what else should he care about now?

As for Beauty Hu, the beauty who once surpassed all the beauty in the Han Palace, fell as King Han who could protect her, she became the most seductive existence in the eyes of this eldest son.

Because of temptation and loss of shock, the eldest son's behavior became more and more unscrupulous, and he repeatedly sent some ambiguous gifts to the beauty Hu. Although the beauty Hu, who was so upset, was very disgusted with this, she could only bear it in consideration of the face of the King of Han and his son.

This is also the reason why when Mrs. Mingzhu brought Honglian here before, she saw Meiren Hu's haggardness.

But her tolerance did not get the result she wanted, but instead made the eldest son become more and more unscrupulous. Until he knew that Han Wangan had long become a waste with the destruction of South Korea, he finally put aside the only remaining concerns in the end.

Until last night when he was drunk, he wanted to break into her room. Although the other party failed, she still felt deeply malice.

Knowing that she could no longer bear it, Meiren Hu had to ask for help with King Han.

However, the answer obtained by Han Wangan made Meiren even more desperate.

"Are you saying that the eldest son wants to do something wrong to you?" Han Wangan, who was drunk and hazy, looked at the charming beauty Hu in front of him, and his heart was as calm as water.

"I'll ask the master to make the decision." Meiren Hu begged.

"Hey, who else can I control now?" Han Wangan smiled self-deprecatingly.

Then he changed the subject and said, "You are in your youth now, and you know my situation. Do you really don't want those things?"

"Why did you say this? In your eyes, I am such a slutty person?" Meiren Hu felt even more aggrieved.

"Actually, if you really think about those things, the eldest son is also a good candidate. Now no one can go out in this mansion. Some things can be considered by the people around you." Han Wang An said, "Suizui, Feizui.

Beauty Hu no longer cared about praying, she was completely stunned by Han Wangan's words.

How ridiculous these words were, so absurd that Meiren almost suspected that she had hallucinations, but what followed was deep fear.

She knew that what Han Wangan said was not a joke, he really had this plan.

Han Wangan looked at the pale beauty Hu in front of him, and a trace of pain flashed in his drunken eyes, but there was another voice in his mind.

Even if such a beauty is destroyed, she can only be destroyed in this mansion. Since she is already powerless, it is better to take advantage of her son than to get the unknown person.

"You...you..." Meiren Hu stared at Han Wangan in a daze, and forgot her respectful words in the back of her mind.

How ridiculous it is.

Meiren Hu felt cold in her heart, and then she wanted to laugh, not laughing at Han Wangan and his son, but laughing at herself.

How stupid I have to have those thoughts of being loyal to King Han. I still look down on Mrs. Mingzhu, but I didn’t expect that I was the most tragic person.

Recalling the scene when she asked for help from Han Wangan, Meiren Hu's face showed a painful look, for her own situation and for her own choice.

She used to be the wife of Mingzhu who looked so despised. As soon as Korea died, she tried her best to throw herself into the arms of the enemy. Such a shameless woman made her look down on her deeply.

Although she had no longer had the luxurious life she had when she came to Xianyang, her heart was very fulfilled because she felt that her choice was worthy of her conscience.

But what about now?

I should be as ridiculous as she is in my eyes, right?

Meiren Hu, who once thought she was sacrificing for her personality, only felt that she was so ridiculous. Is such a person worthy of her?

If things are allowed to develop, what will you become? Even the last trace of your persistence will not exist?

Sure enough, are you right? Beauty Hu looked at herself in the bronze mirror and said indifferently.

Time passed by. At some point, a bright smile appeared on the wooden face of Meiren Hu. Han Wangan would definitely be very familiar with her if she saw this because he had seen it before.

Then Mrs. Hu unfolded a blank bamboo slip in front of the dressing table.

you are right.

Beauty Hu thought to herself, and then her beautiful handwriting appeared on the bamboo slips.

Not long after, this bamboo slip recording the handwriting of Meiren of Hu appeared in the hands of Mrs. Mingzhu in Zhiyang Palace.

Looking at the beautiful handwriting in the bamboo slips, a faint smile flashed in Mrs. Mingzhu's eyes.

"Did you finally find yourself wrong? For that ridiculous idea, you can endure for three years." Mrs. Mingzhu put down the bamboo slips and said to herself.

In the eyes of Mrs. Mingzhu, although it is understandable, it is too stupid. She would admire such sacrifices, but she also disdained them.

"Women, especially women like us, cannot have too many self-righteous ideas. We can live for ourselves, but there is a prerequisite."

"We need to find a master for ourselves, and this master must be strong enough. The more beautiful the flower is, the more powerful the sword is needed to protect it."

"And who in this world can be stronger than the king?"

Mrs. Mingzhu, who was circulating endless charm while talking to herself, came to Zhao Ji. After a purposeful flattery, she unconsciously brought the topic to Meiren Hu.

"What you said is reasonable. The king really needs such a person. After all, that girl Honglian is still a little smaller." Zhao Ji said intentionally after hearing Mrs. Mingzhu's description of Meiren Hu.

"This thing can be done." Zhao Ji finally made the decision.

As for what reaction would be from Han Wangan, Zhao Ji said that she didn't care at all. If he dared to have any objections, he would ask him to tell Ying Zheng.

As for whether it is too ugly to take advantage of tricks, it is even more of a joke. When will Zhao Ji care about those things?
Chapter completed!