"Even though we are separated from each other, you are in the human world and I am in the underworld, but you have written into my life. Although it is not eternal, it is still a beautiful time.”
Jiang Li's sweet voice echoed in Mistress Zhao's mind for a long time.
Looking at Jiang Li's handsome features and the infatuated expression on his face, Zhao Ji's heart was pounding. Her gaze gradually became complicated. She had never heard such sweet words before. She was at a loss and her thoughts were short-circuited.
After a while, Zhao Ji came back to her senses. Her eyes were cold.
Pa!
She raised her hand and slapped him. She scolded,"You shut up for bengong, you're not allowed to speak anymore.”
"Why did you hit him again?" Jiang Li was dumbfounded as he felt the pain on his face. He felt like cursing a dog in his heart.
Counting the previous slap, this was the second slap.
Moreover, Concubine Zhao had slapped him so hard twice that two red handprints were definitely left on his left and right cheeks.
Jiang Li cursed Zhao Gao in his mind, but he didn't shut up. Instead, he said righteously,""Empress Dowager, even if you kill Jiang Li with one sword strike, I won't blink. But can you not slap Jiang Li in the face?”
"You deserve it.”
Zhao Ji glared at him angrily. Suddenly, she was stunned.
How could he say that? His tone was a little flirtatious.
Who was Jiang Li? He could tell from his expression that he had reached the state of the Transcendent Realm. Empress Dowager Ji's attitude was changing. The second round had been passed.
Therefore, Jiang Li sat forward and said with a burning gaze,""Since the Empress Dowager is angry, then hit Jiang Li a few more times. I'm willing to let the Empress Dowager vent her anger.”
"Get lost, don't come near BenGong." Zhao Ji coldly berated, not wanting to get too close to him.
The two of them had sex before. In addition, the smell on this dog's body was quite nice. If she got too close, she would be filled with his scent. This made Zhao Ji a little flustered.
"The king has arrived…"
Suddenly, Zhao Gao's voice came from outside the hall. It was unusually loud and clear, echoing in the hall.
"Why is Zheng 'er here!" Concubine Zhao's phoenix eyes froze, and she was at a loss.
She glanced at Jiang Li. Both of his cheeks were covered in palm prints. His left palm was still bandaged. The blood stains were bright red and eye-catching. There were also blood stains on the bed.
If Zheng 'er saw this scene, how would he explain it?
Jiang Li had been invited by her to paint. She could make up an excuse for the injury on his hand, but anyone who saw the handprint on his face would know that she had slapped him.
"King, Ying Zheng."
Jiang Li was also in a daze at the moment. It always rains when the roof leaks. He had not gotten over Lady Zhao yet. Why was the Ancestral Dragon here at this time?
How was he going to face anyone in this state?
Stomp! Stomp! Stomp!
Heavy footsteps began to sound, approaching from afar. The sound of footsteps made both Concubine Zhao and Jiang Li's faces change.
Lady Zhao was the first to come back to her senses. She pulled up the golden silk blanket and kicked Jiang Li hard. Blushing, she said,"What are you waiting for? Are you really done living?”
Jiang Li was speechless. He instantly understood what Lady Zhao meant.
He had no choice but to lie down behind Zhao Ji and pull a small half of the golden silk blanket over himself.
"It smells so good…"
These two words appeared in Jiang Li's mind through the golden silk.
At this moment, he seemed to be in a sea of elegant jasmine flowers. His nose and mouth were filled with an intoxicating fragrance. It smelled extremely comfortable and made people feel relaxed and happy.
"Behave yourself and don't move. Otherwise, I'll wipe out your three clans.”Lady Zhao warned Jiang Li in a low voice, telling him not to move and not to reveal any flaws.
Under the silk blanket, Jiang Li's eyes flickered. He believed that this was both a crisis and a chance to break through Lady Zhao's psychological defense.
Whoosh!
Jiang Li moved. He put his arms around Lady Zhao's waist and pressed his face against her back like a child. He said in a soft voice,""Empress Dowager, you smell so good. Li likes this smell.”
That dog was still not obedient even though she was suddenly hugged. Lady Zhao's eyes were cold as she lowered her voice and said indifferently,"Jiang Li, if you move again, I will kill you and your entire family.”
Jiang Li immediately quieted down. He understood the principle of stopping when necessary.
At this moment, Ying Zheng had already walked into the hall.
Ying Zheng's face was handsome, his temperament was calm, and his eyes were as deep as the starry sky. He wore a black emperor's robe that complemented his heroic figure. There were dragon and phoenix patterns embroidered on it. The nine-pearl flat crown on his head swayed as he walked, making a clear sound.
On the phoenix bed that was surrounded by red gauze curtains, Zhao Ji was half-propping herself up, pretending to have just woken up from a dream.
When Ying Zheng got closer and closer, Zhao Ji said tiredly,""Zheng 'er, it's already so late, do you have something to tell mother?”
Below, Ying Zheng stopped.
He first looked up at his mother, who was only visible behind the red gauze curtain. Then, he bowed and said self-reproachfully,"Ying Zheng didn't know that mother was asleep and disturbed mother.”
" Ying Zheng…" Lady Zhao muttered these two words alone. Her heart was low and she had mixed feelings.
In the past, in Handan, Zhao, after the Battle of Changping, Qin Yiren, who was a hostage, was afraid of being punished by Zhao, so she directly abandoned her mother and daughter. During that difficult time, her only spiritual sustenance was Ying Zheng.
However, when Ying Zheng inherited the throne and was fifteen years old, his mother, who used to speak every word, could no longer be heard. Even the self-proclaimed son became Ying Zheng.
In recent years, the distance between the two of them had gradually widened. Even when Ying Zheng came over to pay his respects, it was difficult for her to see a sincere smile on Ying Zheng's face.
Zheng 'er, who had treated her as his life, had put on a mask and become another person after coming into contact with power.
Below, Ying Zheng's expression was calm, and his eyes were unperturbed. It was impossible to deduce what he was thinking from his expression.
After waiting for a moment, seeing that his mother did not speak, Ying Zheng said,""I heard that Mother summoned the Art Saint, Mr. Li, to the palace to paint and compose poems. Ying Zheng was curious and wanted to observe the Art Saint's paintings, so he came to disturb Mother.”
This made Zhao Ji feel a little awkward, because Jiang Li had not finished drawing. How could she look at it?
Dispelling the awkwardness in her eyes, Zhao Ji yawned and said,"Mr. Li was not feeling well when he was painting in the afternoon, so he only finished half of the painting. I asked him to go back first and come back when he's better. If you want to see it, go and get it yourself.”
Ying Zheng was slightly surprised. Looking at the painting was just an excuse. He wanted to know what kind of person the Art Saint was from his mother. There were rumors in the world that Mr. Li was very knowledgeable, ambitious, and had the talent to govern the country.
When he entered the Qin Dynasty in the west, he wrote a poem: A gentleman only holds a hook in his hand, and his spirit is higher than a hundred feet building. Who has written history for ten thousand years? Three thousand miles away, he wants to be granted a marquis.
From this poem, it could be understood that Mr. Li was definitely interested in the imperial court. He went west to enter Qin because he had seen the general trend of the world. He wanted to use Qin to show his great ambition, so that he could become a marquis, be famous for thousands of years, and write history.
At this stage, he had yet to take charge of the government and did not have much power in his hands. Other than a few people, most of the people in the court belonged to the five camps.
The first was Lu Buwei, the second was the Empress Dowager, the third was the Marquis of Wucheng, Wang Jian, the fourth was the Marquis of Pingyang, Meng Wu, and the fifth was the Marquis of Changping, Changwen, and Madam Huayang. How could he not feel aggrieved that he was only ranked sixth?
Therefore, he needed to rope in all the talents he could to prepare for his personal rule a year later.
The Qin country was his Qin country, and the world would eventually be his world.
After dispersing the thoughts in his mind, Ying Zheng looked at the red gauze curtain above and spoke in a low and deep voice,"" The Recruiting Order played a huge role in the prosperity of the Qin State today. The celebrities from the six states also contributed greatly. Mr. Li came to Xianyang from Handan. He must want to enter the court of the Qin State and work for the Qin State.”
"Mister Li's uncle is Imperial Mother's Palace Wei Zhao Gao. Mister Li is Imperial Mother's relative. Today, Mister Li is painting for Imperial Mother, so Ying Zheng would like to hear Imperial Mother's thoughts on Mister Li.”
At this moment, Zhao Ji's eyes suddenly became extremely strange, and several red spots appeared on both sides of her face. She really wanted to kick the dog hidden in the golden silk blanket out. That dog actually dared to pinch her foot. It was really bold.
Taking a light breath and suppressing the urge to kick him, Zhao Ji was a little angry and mercilessly belittled," Jiang Li's reputation is exaggerated. It's just a rumor that people spread. He has shifty eyes and a bad heart. He's not a wise man.”
Jiang Li was rendered speechless. He gently poked Lady Zhao's back and said in his lowest voice,""Empress Dowager, how do I look like a shifty person with evil intentions?”
Bang!
Zhao Ji kicked him and warned him sternly,"Shut up."
Below, Ying Zheng was surprised. Why did his mother have such a low opinion of Mister Li?
He had shifty eyes, evil intentions, and was not a talented person. This was the complete opposite of the rumors in the Seven Kingdoms.
If Mr. Li had shifty eyes, would he be known as the most handsome man in the Seven Kingdoms?
He could paint on the streets for ten days, collect ten thousand gold coins to redeem the courtesan of the dance studio, and finally leave with ten thousand gold coins.
It was even more impossible to say that he was not a talented person. Putting aside his abilities in other aspects, just those poems and articles that could be passed down for a hundred generations proved that Mr. Li had gone far in the field of poetry and articles. No one in the world could compare to him.
After thinking for a while, Ying Zheng guessed that Mister Li was young and impetuous. His words were not respectful and his mother did not like him. Thus, he left unhappily halfway through the painting. That was why his mother gave him such an evaluation.
Then, Ying Zheng bowed and said goodbye." Since Mother is asleep, I won't disturb you any further. May Mother live in peace."”
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After leaving Ganquan Palace, Ying Zheng stopped outside the palace and looked sideways at Zhao Gao, who had his head lowered. He said calmly,""Help me tell Mister Li that when you have time, you can come to Zhangtai Palace for a visit. I admire Mister Li's world-shocking talent and I would like to sit down and talk with Mister Li.”
"This servant accepts the order." Zhao Gao clasped his hands and bowed respectfully.
After Ying Zheng walked down the steps, Zhao Gao turned around and looked at the main hall of Ganquan Palace with a faint smile."Uncle was right about you. You did well, even better than I expected.”
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