Hua Yang Palace.
"Sister, the king really dotes on this woman. She actually made such a big deal out of her birthday.”
"Have they forgotten that brother-in-law has only passed away for half a year!”
Lord Yangquan grumbled unhappily, because even her sister, Lady Huayang, who was now Empress Dowager Huayang, did not receive such treatment.
After all, King Xiaowen had been in mourning for a year and had only officially ascended the throne for three days before he passed away. It was too late even if he wanted to.
And she had also jumped from the Queen to the Empress Dowager.
Naturally, he didn't have the chance nor the mood.
Women loved to compare, and Empress Dowager Hua Yang was also a woman.
No matter how mature and steady she was, she still felt a little upset.
After all, she had always looked down on Zhao Ji, a woman who had come from the bottom. She felt that she was too wild and did not have the slightest bit of nobility.
But now, the woman she didn't like was loved by thousands of people and enjoyed the most honorable things in the world. Even Empress Dowager Hua Yang couldn't help but feel jealous.
However, Empress Dowager Hua Yang was not an ordinary woman. She quickly regained her composure and said with a dark face,""Lord Yangquan, this is the king's private matter. Since the king is willing, we can do it.”
"Now that the State of Qin has lost two kings in a row, they need to hold a wedding to restore their vitality!”
"Sister, you're really magnanimous. I just don't know what they think. Do they think we're afraid? I just feel indignant when I see this woman flaunting her power in front of you.”
Lord Yangquan snorted and said angrily.
"Alright, it's about time. Let's get ready.”
Empress Dowager Hua Yang raised her head and looked at the sky. Her fingers moved at the same time, and then she stood up with the help of the palace maid beside her.
During this period of time, Empress Dowager Hua Yang had also gradually walked out of the sadness of King Xiaowen's death.
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Xianyang Palace.
The civil and military officials, as well as the clan relatives, knelt on both sides. In front of each of them was a small wooden table, with a large space in the middle for singing and dancing.
"The king has arrived."
As a sharp voice pierced through the night sky, the ministers 'expressions turned solemn. At the same time, they turned slightly to face the main seat.
As the voice rang out, Ying Zichu, Concubine Zhao, Empress Dowager Hua Yang, Empress Dowager Xia, Ying Zheng, Madam Han, Cheng Jiao, and the others came out one after another.
"Greetings, King, Queen, Empress Dowager, and Crown Prince!”
Everyone shouted in unison.
Many people also noticed the outstanding Zhao Ji.
Lady Zhao's outfit today was really eye-catching.
Even the thoughtful Lu Buwei couldn't help but take a few more glances, and his heart stirred with indescribable restlessness.
The leader of the clan, Wei Yang Lord Ying He, was also dazed for a moment.
At this moment, Ying Zichu's face was filled with excitement. This time, it could be said that Mistress Zhao had given him a huge boost of face.
Even he could not help but be tempted. If it were not for the fact that he had serious business to attend to, he would have wanted to punish her on the spot when he saw her.
"Today is just a family banquet to celebrate my beloved wife's first birthday after returning to Xianyang, to congratulate my beloved wife for me, to congratulate the Qin country for nurturing a successor like Zheng 'er, to congratulate the Qin country for defeating the conspiracy of the five countries and winning one after another.”
Ying Zichu knelt on the main seat and raised his wine cup.
On his right were Empress Dowager Huayang, Empress Dowager Xia, and Lady Han. On the other side were Lady Zhao, Ying Zheng, and Cheng Jiao.
"Congratulations to the king! Congratulations to the Queen! Congratulations to Great Qin!"
Everyone also raised their bronze wine cups and congratulated loudly.
Soon, the dancers entered the hall. Their figures were graceful, and the music was melodious.
Xianyang Palace was filled with joy.
Ying Zheng looked on calmly, but Cheng Jiao, who was standing beside him, was a little restless. He wanted to move around, but was scared away by Madam Han's gaze.
In comparison, Ying Zheng, who was calm and unmoving, looked even more outstanding.
After a round of toasts.
The dance and music had stopped.
Ying Zichu put down his wine cup and suddenly said passionately,""Other than celebrating my beloved wife's birthday today, there's even better news. Old General Meng has defeated the Han Country and the Han Country has decided to cede Chenggao and Gong. Currently, the Han Country's envoy is on his way to Xianyang.”
The ministers were silent at first, then they shouted in unison,"Your Majesty is mighty!"
"Double happiness!"
"My Qin country has obtained two more fertile lands. The day of the east is just around the corner!”
Everyone congratulated him. Meng Ao had attacked Han for several months, and Han finally couldn't hold on. This was a joyous occasion.
Compared to the queen's birthday, it was nothing.
By the side, Mistress Zhao saw that everyone was already attracted by the new news and was even more excited than before. She couldn't help but furrow her brows slightly. Her gaze swept over to the equally excited Ying Zichu, and her expression became a little desolate.
"Are power and the world really that important?”
Zhao Ji muttered to herself in frustration.
Lu Buwei, who was the leader of the group, only smiled without saying a word. Clearly, he had already received the news.
After all, he was the trusted aide of the King of Qin, and this news had first reached his hands.
Lu Buwei glanced at the leader and saw the subtle change in Lady Zhao's expression. He frowned and thought,""Women are ultimately born in a humble background and have limited horizons.”
"But she's getting prettier and prettier, which makes me feel a little regretful.”
Lu Buwei gulped. For some reason, his lower abdomen was burning and his mouth was dry.
Lu Buwei had never thought of this before.
Because what he wanted was power, and women were just a spice.
But now, he had already become the Prime Minister of the Qin State and was conferred the title of Marquis Wenxin. He had a fief of 100,000 households and was below one person but above 10,000 people. It could be said that he had reached the peak of his life.
Now that he suddenly saw the peerless beauty, Zhao Ji, a certain string in his heart was suddenly plucked.
Just as Zhao Ji felt empty in her heart, her empty palm suddenly tightened. Then, her hand was held by a pair of slender hands.
Mistress Zhao turned her head and saw that Ying Zheng had moved the table closer to her.
"Mother."
Ying Zheng gave her a faint smile, and the slight annoyance in her heart instantly disappeared.
"Fortunately, I have Zheng 'er. It's fine as long as Zheng' er understands me.”
Zhao Ji muttered to herself as a sweet smile appeared on her face. Her two dimples made her look even more charming.
What they didn't know was that Ying Zihua, who was sitting on the other side, would occasionally raise his head and secretly look up at Lady Zhao while drinking. When he saw Lady Zhao smiling, he became even more absent-minded, and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
Unfortunately, the beauty had not noticed him or Lu Buwei.
Even if someone saw it, they would not say anything, because they were all aware of what happened to Lady Zhao and Ying Zheng, and their feelings for each other. Therefore, they would only praise the deep bond between mother and son.
After half a round of wine, Ying Zichu was too excited, but he was still drunk. A moment later, everyone also started to leave.
After placing Ying Zichu in his room, Ying Zichu fell into a deep sleep. Zhao Ji had no choice but to return to Zhiyang Palace.
Fortunately, there was always someone to accompany her, so she did not seem lonely.
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