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Chapter 93 Special Liaison Officer

"Special Liaison Officer?"

Zhang Meng immediately looked at Han Qingxuan up and down. He hadn't seen her for several years. He was originally a young girl who had just grown up, but now he has become a graceful girl. He has less youthfulness and more capable and mature.

"What, your highness doesn't welcome you?"

Han Qingxuan hasn't seen Zhang Meng for a long time. The man in front of her is becoming more and more beautiful and mysterious. She was once her fiancé, and she always had a kind of inseparable feelings.

"Are you married?" Zhang Meng asked back.

"No!" Han Qingxuan was stunned for a moment and answered truthfully.

"Then do you have a boyfriend?" Zhang Meng continued to ask in depth.

Han Qingxuan frowned, then smiled and said with a clever smile: "Is this related to Your Highness? I am no longer your fiancée, right?"

"Is this..." Zhang Meng touched his nose and smiled: "It's purely for concern. What if someone uses you as a shield to deliberately approach me with malicious intentions or steal intelligence..."

"You care so much about others, aren't you still thinking about them?" Han Qingxuan smiled charmingly, her beautiful eyes blinked and her soul-stirring. Even if Zhang Meng was used to seeing a beautiful woman, she couldn't resist swallowing her saliva.

Zhang Meng coughed a few times and asked hurriedly: "I have the embassy of your government in the Tang Dynasty. Now you should set up a special liaison officer for me, which really makes me feel a little overwhelmed."

"What a loss! I thought Qingxuan made Your Highness at a loss. It turned out that Your Highness was afraid of being involved with us." Han Qingxuan also had skills that did not belong to Zhang Meng.

Zhang Meng smiled and said, "Just, I'm afraid of Chiang Kai-shek? I'm just worried that you will fight one day if you have a disagreement. Break my Chang'an City into eight."

"That's not! At most, it's a tall assassination or something!" Han Qingxuan said without hesitation.

"That won't work. If you hurt you, I won't agree. You might as well move to my Daming Palace. No one dares to touch you."

"Live in your Daming Palace? Wouldn't that be taken to the harem by you, but sheep are in the mouth of a tiger!" Han Qingxuan blinked a few times before she understood Zhang Meng's real intention. But she was very happy, no matter whether Zhang Meng really started to like her or was only attracted by her beauty, or for the sake of **.

"What does it mean to be a sheep entering the tiger's mouth? You are the liaison officer. If I arrange this way, you can go directly to the heaven and listen. There is no need to worry about the people in the National Palace. However, it will be difficult to go out after entering my Daming Palace. Do you want to think twice?”

"Tsk! I'm still afraid of you? But thank you. Brother Meng!" Han Qingxuan threw a charming look at Zhang Meng and turned away. The call of brother Meng made Zhang Meng feel numb all over.

Han Qingxuan lived like this. Zhang Meng specially set up a loft in the Ming Palace for her and sent two maids to serve her daily life. As for the people brought by Han Qingxuan, all the people were blocked outside. Han Qingxuan knew this very well. He knew that Zhang Meng deliberately separated her from his subordinates, either trying to get along with her alone or monitoring them in disguise.

For Han Qingxuan, she knew it was dangerous outside, and staying in the Ming Palace was naturally safe, and she could see Zhang Meng at any time. She could ask Zhang Meng for help if there was any movement. Of course, for Han Qingxuan personally, she never gave up her feelings for Zhang Meng. Not only did she not forget her for a few years, she fell deeper.

In Zhang Meng's position, there is a man's natural interest in beauty, a curiosity about Han Qingxuan's identity, and a political factor that should be considered as a leader, so he arranged Han Qingxuan directly by his side, and got the moon first when approaching the water. As for what is on the moon, only by getting it first can the mystery be untied.

Han Qingxuan's stay in the Daming Palace naturally stimulated the nerves of the Kuomintang's embassy and consulate staff in Chang'an and the hidden military command agents. However, Han Qingxuan's identity was very sensitive and they did not dare to go to trouble easily. However, before they could come up with a countermeasure, the other two regular guests in the Daming Palace, Wang Keer and Mira, were immediately unhappy when they heard that Han Qingxuan was back and lived in the Daming Palace.

One is that the two mortal enemies suddenly turned into war and were like enemies yesterday, but today they turned into close sisters, united to surround Zhang Meng.

"Your Highness is going to be back!" Wang Ke'er sat on Zhang Meng's left leg, hugging Zhang Meng's neck and breathing.

"What else does Han Qingxuan have except for her better-looking face? If you want a breast without a butt, no one will be plump, oh!" Mira sat on Zhang Meng's right leg, and also reached out to wrap her arms around Zhang Meng's neck, imitating Wang Ke'er to blow the fragrance in his ear.

"This... she is a liaison officer. You also know that the Kuomintang and the Communist Party are incompatible. She is afraid of death, so she has to live in the palace. I have always been soft-hearted. She is my former fiancée. I can't drive him away!" Zhang Meng said innocently. He didn't dare to snort in front of the two tigresses. He just wanted to find a chance to sneak out for a while. After all, the beautiful woman who came to the door could not be used as a vase and kept pushing her down if she should.

"She can live in this Daming Palace? Let's go and meet her. I want to see if this little vixen is still in awesome."

Wang Keer and Mira and the two Jurchens believed Zhang Meng's words, and immediately let Zhang Meng go, and when they found out that Han Qingxuan's residence, they left with murderous aura.

"Who... arrange the itinerary, forget it, prepare the car soon, I'm going to inspect the National Academy of Sciences!" Zhang Meng suddenly felt sweaty and quickly ran away.

Zhang Meng's car No. 1 car was driving fast on the road, with dozens of military jeeps and wheeled infantry fighting vehicles leading the way in front and behind. The Royal Royal Guard soldiers were wearing special handsome military uniforms and holding various light and heavy weapons to warn, majestic.

The convoy did not avoid passers-by and abide by traffic rules. When it was time to stop when the traffic light was reached, it was not special at all, and it was truly friendly to the people. This was the rule set by Zhang Meng. He set an example. The officials of the Tang Empire naturally dared not violate it. They were deeply loved by the people, like real public servants.

Because it was a temporary itinerary arranged by Zhang Meng, the leaders of the National Academy of Sciences did not have time to prepare and simply lined up behind the gate to greet him.

However, all the staff, including the dean, were full of joy. It was not deliberately pretending to welcome Zhang Meng, but just now, their super scientist Tesla successfully developed the orbital kinetic cannon.
Chapter completed!
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