Xinzheng!
The Purple Orchid Pavilion!
Elegant and poised, with an ethereal air, peerless beauty, and a graceful figure, Zi Nu sat alone in a spacious, quiet private room!
As someone slowly pushed the door open from outside, Han Fei, Wei Zhuang, and Zhang Liang—the three close friends Zi Nu had sent for—stepped into the room together!
"Lady Zi Nu! Why did you summon us so urgently? Is something important happening?"
Acting as though he owned the place, Han Fei went straight to the cushion opposite Zi Nu and sat cross-legged. He reached for the wine jug on the low table and poured himself a brimming cup of fragrant, enticing cares-forgetting wine!
"Lady Zi Nu! There are still three days until the agreed deadline. Has the State Preceptor begun pressing us?"
Unlike the easygoing Han Fei, the composed, reserved Zhang Liang could not help reading more into the situation!
After all, Zi Nu belonged to Qing Mo, and Tian Ze had chosen, of all people, Qing Mo to attack. Now their Han State had to bear the brunt of Qing Mo's anger!
Wei Zhuang, by contrast, had not said a word since entering. He found himself a seat, then watched Zi Nu expressionlessly, waiting for her to speak first!
"The State Preceptor isn't pressing you. He has thought of a solution that benefits everyone!"
Listening to Han Fei and Zhang Liang, Zi Nu remained unhurried. She picked up the jug and poured cares-forgetting wine for Zhang Liang and Wei Zhuang before slowly speaking!
"Oh? What solution has the State Preceptor devised that could benefit everyone?"
"Could it be that he no longer requires Han State to cede Nanyang?"
"Of course not!" Zi Nu rejected the suggestion the moment Han Fei finished speaking!
Friends though they might be, Qing Mo had specifically