"Mother, don't worry. With the protection of the Startling Salamander and Black and White, I'm very safe.”
Ying Zheng smiled faintly. It felt so good to have a mother. It was really warm.
This strengthened Ying Zheng's determination to protect this warmth in this lifetime.
No one could destroy the relationship between him and his mother.
She would not give anyone the chance to destroy the relationship between mother and son.
"Mother, look what I brought for you this time!”
Ying Zheng suddenly smiled mysteriously, then took out a red gift box from his bosom.
"When did you learn to do this with your mother?”
Lady Zhao smiled and patted Ying Zheng's forehead lightly. She did not use any force, but her watery eyes were filled with love.
"Hey!"
Ying Zheng chuckled and opened the wooden box, revealing a vermilion jade hairpin inside.
Women liked beautiful things.
Zhao Ji was also a woman, and a woman who loved beauty. Her gaze was immediately attracted by the hairpin in the box.
Lady Zhao was overjoyed, and this jade hairpin made her even happier.
Red jade was rare to begin with, and there were even fewer high-quality ones, and there were even fewer ones that were made into hairpins.
The jade hairpin in front of her was carved with a fire phoenix. It was extremely lively and decorated with gold, white beads, agate, and other pearls. It was extremely luxurious and instantly moved Lady Zhao's love for beauty.
"Zheng 'er, is this for me?”
Zhao Ji was a little excited and her eyes were filled with love.
Although she was the queen now and had many precious pearls and jade, it was different this time. It was not only because of the beauty of the hairpin, but more importantly, the person who gave it to her was different.
This was the first gift that his son had given her after returning to Xianyang.
She remembered that the last time she did that was when she was in Handan. For the sake of living, she had pawned her hairpin.
When Ying Zheng, who was only six years old, saw that she was sad, he personally cut a wooden hairpin with a small knife. Although it was very simple and ugly, it had always been regarded as a treasure in her collection, and now it was also her most important collection.
"Of course it's for my mother."
Ying Zheng took out a jade hairpin and put it into Lady Zhao's fair hands.
Lady Zhao looked at it carefully and loved it so much that she couldn't put it down. After a long while, she suddenly looked at Ying Zheng, bit her red lips, and said with a charming face," Zheng 'er, can you put it on for my mother?”
"I can't ask for more!"
Ying Zheng reached out his hand and carefully took off the hairpin on Lady Zhao's head, then slowly inserted the vermillion jade hairpin back into her hair.
The red phoenix-shaped jade hairpin, coupled with Lady Zhao's beautiful appearance and red dress, was as dazzling as a phoenix.
"Zheng 'er, is my mother pretty?"
Lady Zhao adjusted her headdress, then turned her head to look at Ying Zheng with an expectant look.
"Mother is the most beautiful woman in the world. No one can compare to her.”
Ying Zheng said solemnly with a serious face.
"Hehehe!"
"You're so good at sweet-talking at such a young age. When you grow up, you'll be even better. I wonder which princess will benefit from it in the future?”
Lady Zhao was so flattered that she was trembling. With a charming face, she stretched out her white finger and pressed it between Ying Zheng's eyebrows.
"Zheng 'er never lies!"
Ying Zheng's face was still as serious as ever, and his little face was tense, which made Lady Zhao feel even more tender towards him.
"Mother didn't dote on you in vain!"
Lady Zhao's figure spun, and her loose red dress spun. Her sleeves swayed, and her graceful dance showed her proud figure.
Lady Zhao was pretty, and Lady Zhao was good at dancing. She was even very good at it. When she was in Zhao, she often danced after marrying Ying Yiren, but after Ying Yiren left, she stopped dancing.
Even after returning to the Qin country, he never jumped again.
Firstly, she was unwilling, and secondly, it did not match her status.
But today, he was in the mood and could not help but dance in front of his beloved son.
Her sleeves fluttered, and her red clothes swirled. She was as beautiful as a flower, like a dancing phoenix.
However, only Ying Zheng could appreciate it.
"Zheng 'er, how is it?"
After the dance, Lady Zhao wiped her forehead, walked up to Ying Zheng, and asked expectantly.
"Is Mother a fairy from heaven?”
Ying Zheng held Lady Zhao's jade-like hand, raised his head and asked seriously.
"Puchi!"
Zhao Ji couldn't help but laugh again." It's been two months since we last met. Zheng 'er, you're getting better at praising people."”
"But, Mother likes it!"
"Mother is a fairy who has descended to the mortal world. Otherwise, how could Mother give birth to such a smart, handsome, cute, and sweet-talking son like you?”
Zhao Ji pressed Ying Zheng's head into her arms and rubbed it again.
Now, Ying Zheng was getting taller and taller, and she was afraid that in two years, he would be taller than her. By then, she would not be able to press down and lose this pleasure.
"If you give the jade hairpin to my mother now, what are you going to give me on my mother's birthday?”
On the couch, Mistress Zhao sat down with Ying Zheng in her arms before the tea table and asked casually.
Of course, she didn't do it for the gift, but she always wanted to tease her son.
"Didn't Mother say that you were the best gift for Zheng 'er?”
"Then Zheng 'er will give himself to mother!”
Ying Zheng squeezed into Lady Zhao's arms with a serious look on his face.
"Hahaha!"
Lady Zhao smiled sweetly for a while, her peaks rising and falling. A moment later, she touched Ying Zheng's face and said," Alright, then I'll ask that you are never allowed to leave my mother, and that you can come and visit my mother every day!”
"Don't worry, Mother. Zheng 'er can't bear to leave Mother either!”
"Zheng 'er, you're still young and don't understand the meaning of a hairpin to a woman. Usually, when a man gives a hairpin to a woman, it means that he hopes to become a married couple with the woman, so don't give a woman a hairpin randomly in the future!”
The two of them lay on the bed, mother and son snuggling up to each other.
Ying Zheng's face was squeezed into Lady Zhao's arms, and Lady Zhao was also gently hugging Ying Zheng as she spoke softly.
"What? Is there still so much to say?"
Ying Zheng was surprised. He really did not know about this. After all, he was not even ten years old yet, and he was not at the age where he needed to understand these things.
"Of course, but you are still young. When you grow up, if you like a woman, you can send her to her.”
Lady Zhao smiled and gently patted Ying Zhengxiao's body.
Ying Zheng snuggled into Lady Zhao's arms and closed his eyes. He had been marching for a whole day, and he had not rested even after he came back. A feeling of exhaustion welled up in his heart.
Upon hearing these words, Lady Zhao's eyes lit up. She lowered her head and looked at her beloved son, whose breathing was gradually calming down. A hint of pity surfaced in her eyes as she hugged him even tighter.
"Zheng 'er has grown up!"
Looking at her beloved son's handsome face that was gradually opening up, Lady Zhao could not help but gently stroke Ying Zheng's cheek with her fingers, and said faintly,""Mother really doesn't want you to grow up.”
Seeing Ying Zheng's breathing gradually becoming smoother, Lady Zhao couldn't help but move closer to him, leaving a mouthful of saliva on his face again before she was satisfied.
After two months, Ying Zheng once again smelled the familiar scent of Lady Zhao's body and fell asleep peacefully.
……
The next day.
When Ying Zheng opened his eyes, there was no one around him.
"Mother?"
Ying Zheng immediately sat up and shouted.
"Zheng 'er, quickly get up and wash up.”
At this moment, footsteps could be heard. Lady Zhao walked over and rubbed Ying Zheng's little face.
"Mother!"
Lying lazily in Lady Zhao's arms, Ying Zheng had no choice but to put on his clothes after a while.
"Zheng 'er, you actually didn't tell mother that your father made you the Crown Prince yesterday!”
Zhao Ji complained.
She actually didn't know about such great news. She only found out about it from Dong 'er this morning.
It was obvious that Ying Zheng had deliberately asked someone to hide it.
Ying Zheng shook his head and said seriously,""If I told Mother yesterday, Mother would only be happy for me, but Zheng 'er wants Mother to be happy.”
Looking at Ying Zheng who was still eating, Lady Zhao put down her chopsticks, her eyes filled with gratitude.
Then he came to Xianyang.
Aiko was always afraid that she would be lonely and always made her happy.
Zhao Ji saw all of this, so how could she not understand?
After all, in the State of Qin, she only had her husband and her son as relatives, and Lu Buwei as an acquaintance.
Moreover, no matter how mature his son appeared to be on the outside, he always appeared innocent in front of her. His love for her came from the bottom of his heart.
This made the love in Zhao Ji's heart grow stronger and stronger, and she was even more touched.
He was even more reluctant.
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