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Although Mrs Huarong's chambers could not be considered gorgeous, it was still spacious. The decorations inside were simple and looked empty, which did not suit her personality.

Recently, Tang Yin had been looking inside. Through the pearl curtain in the middle of the room, he could vaguely see the situation inside. At this time, Mrs Huarong was lying on the bed. She wasn't wearing his usual gorgeous palace uniform, only a white dress. Even though it was called a dress, it was actually more or less the same as a pajamas.

Beside her, a palace maid was gently fanning herself. When the breeze blew, Mrs Huarong's skirt would be lifted from time to time, exposing her slender and shapely calves to the world. She was lying on her side on the bed, noble and lazy and deadly sexy.

Tang Yin squinted his eyes and walked to the front of the curtain, but did not enter, instead bowing outside, he said: "Madam!"

"What kind of wind brought the Master Tang to me? Please come in! " Mrs Huarong raised her arm, holding onto her head, she laughed as she looked at Tang Yin who was standing outside the door.

It was already the limit for an outsider to enter the inner palace, and it would be too impolite for them to enter Bin Fei's bedroom. Tang Yin did not know much about the etiquette in the palace, and he did not really care about it. Hearing the Mrs Huarong's invitation, he did not even think as he lifted the curtain and walked in.

Mrs Huarong laid on the bed without moving, without any intention to put on her outer robes. She waved towards the palace maid at the side, and said with a lazy and slightly hoarse voice: "You can go out first."

"Yes!" "Madam!" The palace maid lowered her head and expressed her blessings as she quickly left.

After the palace maid left, only Tang Yin and Mrs Huarong remained in the large palace. The latter smiled and sized up Tang Yin who was dressed in Official Robe s. Even though she was rich in experience, he couldn't help but praise Tang Yin for being both handsome and charming. There was an evil and ghostly aura on his body that others did not have, making people unable to see through his thoughts. Even if they were in close proximity to him, they would not be able to guess what he was thinking. He was like an untouchable fog that could disappear at any time and could appear at any time.

After looking at Tang Yin for a while, the Mrs Huarong then asked slowly: What brings you here, Master Tang? "Did you accept my condition that night?"

Mrs Huarong was confident that shshehad a way with men, but when she met Tang Yin, he felt defeated. Even now, when she dressed up so seductively, Tang Yin could still see a hint of emotion in his eyes. There were only two explanations. Either he wasn't a man, or his mental fortitude was too great.

She had only asked casually, but Tang Yin's answer had greatly surprised him. Tang Yin looked at the Mrs Huarong and spoke faintly: "I can accept your conditions to have you as my wife, but there is something that you have to help me with."

"Oh?" He really did not expect Tang Yin to suddenly agree to help him. Mrs Huarong was stunned for a moment before she regained her senses.

"You have to be the Queen's wife, so you have to help me become the King first." Tang Yin said slowly.

Mrs Huarong was startled for a moment, then she could not help but giggled, to the point of trembling. After a long while, she stopped laughing, and said: "Right now, the great army of Feng Country are all controlled by you, Sir. If you want to be king, it is only a matter of a single sentence. Why would you need my help? "

Tang Yin squinted his eyes and said faintly: "I may not need it in the past, but I do need it now." After pausing for a moment, he said seriously: "I think Madam has not heard of it. Right now, the daughter of Zhan Xiong, Zhan Ling has appeared in the capital, she is the niece of the Former King, and the only person capable of inheriting the throne. Although I hold a heavy weapon in my hands, I am still a foreign delegate, and cannot be compared to the orthodox."

After hearing those words, the Mrs Huarong was shocked. She sat up on the bed and muttered, "Zhan Xiong's daughter, Zhan Ling? How come I've never heard of such a person? "

Tang Yin was not surprised that she hadn't heard of Zhan Ling. Although the Mrs Huarong was Zhan Hua's Bin Fei, he was only twenty-something years old after all. He reckoned that Zhan Ling had already disappeared before she even entered the palace. Tang Yin told his about Zhan Ling's origins, and then said: "Regardless of whether he is an illegitimate daughter or just a lowly one, she is after all, the descendant of Zhan Xiong. Right now, she is the biggest obstacle for me to obtain the throne. If you want to be my lady, if you want to be my queen, you have to help me. "

Mrs Huarong's body trembled as she looked at Tang Yin in shock. "How do you want me to help you?"

Tang Yin's eyes turned, and then flashed with a ghostly light, and said: "Currently, there are many Concubines of the Former King, among them there are also many old ladies, they must know of Zhan Ling, maybe they have met her in the past, and as long as they can confirm that the Zhan Ling is fake, then, everything will be simple."

At this time, the Mrs Huarong finally understood why Tang Yin suddenly accepted his conditions. He did not set his sights on him, but wanted to use him to convince Zhan Hua's Concubine Yi. Right now, she was also considering whether or not she should help Tang Yin.

If he did not help Tang Yin, it was very likely that the new Sovereign King of Feng Country would be that Zhan Ling. With the woman as the Sovereign King, he would lose the ability to stay in the Feng Country.

Thinking about it, the Mrs Huarong smiled and said, "I can do my best to help you, but what if you break your promise after claiming to be king and abandon me?"

Tang Yin's eyes lit up as he broke into a grin. He approached the Mrs Huarong, leaned forward, and pressed her down on the bed, and said with a smile: "I'm a man who keeps his promises. Since I said I would make you my wife, then I will definitely accomplish it.

Mrs Huarong's face immediately flushed red, she pushed at Tang Yin forcefully, but her strength was insignificant compared to Tang Yin's, who was pressing down on her body and not moving at all.

From Tang Yin's point of view, Mrs Huarong was first Zhan Hua's concubine, and then, Zhong Tian had involved her. She must have been through a long period of training and looked noble, but in reality, she was dissolute and had extremely high authority.

His actions were crude, without the slightest trace of mercy.

Mrs Huarong could not help but let out a surprised scream, her hands subconsciously covering her chest. Seeing her childish reaction, Tang Yin thought that she had done it on purpose, and grinned mischievously.

Seeing the evil grin on his face, Mrs Huarong was immediately enraged. Without thinking, she extended her hand and slapped Tang Yin on the cheek.

How fast is Tang Yin's reaction? Before she could even get close to, his hand was already grabbed by him. He lowered his head, and whispered into Mrs Huarong's ear: "What are you angry about? Don't forget, you're my wife from now on! "

His words cleared Mrs Huarong's mind and the anger on her face instantly disappeared. Replacing it was a seemingly frivolous smile as she said softly: "I am not yet, and you are not currently a Sovereign King either …"

Tang Yin's expression became serious, he used his finger to pick up her lower jaw, and asked suspiciously: "Are you confident that you can persuade those Binfei's to help me?"

Under the light movement of his finger, Mrs Huarong felt as if she was about to catch on fire. She forced herself to grit her teeth, turned her head, and laughed: "I will do my best. I think with the 'relationship' between me and those Binfei, they will definitely help me out."

"That's for the best!" Tang Yin didn't know what kind of special relationship the Mrs Huarong had with the other Concubine Yi, but seeing how confident she was in her words, he felt relieved.

As long as the various concubines insisted that Zhan Ling was fake, regardless of whether she was real or fake, they would still have a hard time arguing about it.

Tang Yin suddenly realised that the Mrs Huarong beneath him was much cuter. He stood up and started to unbutton his Official Robe. Seeing that, the Mrs Huarong immediately tensed up. She pushed Tang Yin forcefully and said: "Now … Not like this... The more important thing is … "I'll go find the other madams first …"

Tang Yin found it interesting and wanted to tease her more and more. He buried himself in her long neck, and said unclearly: "There's no need to be hasty about this matter!"

"If you stay in the palace too long …" I'm afraid … "I'm afraid the ministers will be suspicious …" The Mrs Huarong said while gasping for air.

Tang Yin's heart moved, he thought that it was reasonable, as a foreign official was not suitable for him to stay in the palace for too long.

He stood up from the bed and looked down at Mrs Huarong who was blushing red. Not only was he somewhat distracted, he could not deny that Mrs Huarong's body was extremely perfect and attractive.

Tang Yin's self-control was shockingly strong. He took a step back, tidied up the Official Robe on his body, and said faintly: "I'll leave this matter to Madam. I will wait outside the palace for Madam's good news."

His sudden stop made the Mrs Huarong feel pity, but he also secretly heaved a sigh of relief. She did not try to hide anything, she stood up naturally and smiled at Tang Yin: "Two hours later, I will have the palace maids come find you at the palace gate."

"Alright!" Tang Yin replied as he gave a deep look at the Mrs Huarong. Without further ado, he turned around and walked out of the hall in large strides. Or perhaps, even he was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he might not be able to control himself.