One Misstep Becomes an Eternal Regret
In the main hall of Ganquan Palace.
In front of the square pool in the hall, Lady Zhao stood sideways by the pool, maintaining the posture of admiring the flowers and feeding the fish.
In front of the easel behind them, Jiang Li was holding a brush in his hand. He looked up at Lady Zhao in front of the pool from time to time, then lowered his head again. The brush in his hand kept decorating the painting.
It could be seen that the picture drawn on the scroll was roughly formed, but it was only an outline. It needed more ink and paint.
Realistic oil paintings were extremely time-consuming. Even though Jiang Li's spiritual power was now strong and his control of his fingers was far better than in his previous life, it was obviously impossible for him to finish painting in a few seconds.
It was not easy to maintain the same movement for a long time. At this moment, Zhao Ji felt that something was wrong with her entire body. Her limbs were sore and she wanted to walk around.
After enduring for another fifteen minutes, Lady Zhao frowned and looked at the easel. She could only see Jiang Li's crown and hair. She wanted to ask when she would finish painting, but since she didn't see Jiang Li's face, she held back. Perhaps it was almost done. She had to wait a little longer.
Behind the easel, Jiang Li's face was slightly red. His voice sounded a little hurried. A flame was growing in his heart. His pupils, which were like stars, kept trembling.
He could sense the changes in his body. He could not control them at all. Jiang Li did not understand what was going on.
"No wonder they say that drinking boosts my courage. Damn it, he actually drugged me. What kind of lousy uncle is this? If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come to Xianyang.”
Jiang Li cursed under his breath. His hand that was holding the brush started to tremble slightly. He was getting more and more agitated. He didn't even dare to look up at Lady Zhao at the moment, afraid that he couldn't suppress his emotions.
Jiang Li made up his mind. He raised his wrist and twisted it hard. The excruciating pain drove away his restless emotions. The large black mark on his wrist was extremely eye-catching.
"Phew!"
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Li did not dare to raise his head. He could only curse Zhao Gao in his heart. He really wanted to kill him.
Beside the pool, Lady Zhao looked at the easel in confusion. She didn't understand what Jiang Li was doing. Why was there no movement for a long time? Had he finished drawing?
After standing for so long, Zhao Ji wanted to move her limbs, so she walked towards the easel.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Jiang Li naturally knew that it was Lady Zhao. His expression changed drastically, and he said in a trembling voice,""Empress Dowager, don't come over. Stand back to your original position and finish drawing.”
This voice made Zhao Ji feel that something was wrong, so she quickened her pace and walked over.
Glancing at the painting, Zhao Ji was so angry that she laughed.
Is this what you mean by almost done? At most, it could only be considered a semi-finished product.
Just as she was about to berate him, her gaze shifted and she froze.
In front of the easel, Jiang Li's face was flushed red. Beads of sweat were dripping down his forehead and cheeks. He seemed to be shaking uncontrollably.
"You…What happened to you?" Confused, Lady Zhao couldn't figure out what had caused Jiang Li to become like this. He was sweating like rain.
" Empress Dowager, please leave…" Jiang Li said with difficulty. He could not hold it in any longer, especially when Concubine Zhao walked over. Her scent was like adding oil to the fire.
Looking at Jiang Li's handsome face that was in so much pain and the dense beads of sweat on his face, Lady Zhao's heart ached. She took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat and said with concern,""Could it be that you have a hidden illness that suddenly acted up and Bengong called the imperial physician over to help you take a look?”
Swoosh!
Jiang Li suddenly reached out and hugged Lady Zhao. His eyes were like the rising sun, burning people.
Suddenly being hugged, Zhao Ji was half a beat slower before she reacted.
Pa!
A white palm suddenly slapped Jiang Li's face, leaving five red marks. Lady Zhao frowned and shouted angrily,""Jiang Li, how dare you! Let go!”
" Empress…You can't blame me…" Jiang Li's voice trembled. His eyes burned even more brightly. His rationality had completely collapsed.
" You... you... you..." Lady Zhao stuttered. She could tell that Jiang Li seemed to have been drugged.
For a moment, Zhao Ji's scalp went numb. She said in a panic,"Wake up and let go of me. Don't do anything rash, or I'll chop off your head and exterminate your three clans.”
However, Jiang Li was completely dominated by the medicinal power in his body. He ignored Lady Zhao's angry gaze and walked away with his head lowered.
" Hey, how dare you…" Lady Zhao shrieked. She immediately circulated her internal energy and tried to push Jiang Li away. However, she was too weak to move him.
" Wu…wu…" Lady Zhao wanted to scold him, but she couldn't say anything. Her mouth was sealed. In less than a quarter of an hour, Lady Zhao's slapping became weaker and weaker. It was obvious that she had been infected by the drug in Jiang Li's body.
Late at night!
In the deepest part of the main hall of Ganquan Palace, a man and a woman looked at each other on a phoenix bed surrounded by red gauze curtains. The atmosphere was extremely quiet.
Lady Zhao's hair was loose, and her face was ruddy. She was covered with a silk quilt embroidered with golden phoenix wings. Her eyes were cold and murderous as she stared coldly at Jiang Li.
As for Jiang Li, he was sweating profusely. His face was pale, and his brain was working quickly, thinking about how to save his life.
"Dog Zhao Gao, you f * cking killed me!”Jiang Li cursed in his heart. He didn't even call him uncle anymore.
He was wondering why Zhao Gao had brought the wine over to boost his courage and asked him to paint and compose poems. In the end, Zhao Gao had actually drugged the wine.
Jiang Li finally understood what was going on. Zhao Gao had seen through his little trick and had used the simplest and most convenient method to drug him.
"What should we do?"
Jiang Li looked at Zhao Ji, who had been silent all this while but was clearly on the verge of exploding with anger, with fear in his heart.
" Jiang Li, how dare you…"
A voice as cold as ice came out of Lady Zhao's mouth. She looked at Jiang Li coldly, waiting for an explanation.
" I…" Jiang Li opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
He understood that even though Mistress Zhao had yet to explode, it was because she was both embarrassed and angry at the moment. Moreover, Mistress Zhao couldn't say such a thing out loud, so she felt extremely aggrieved. When Mistress Zhao recovered, he would most likely be beheaded.
He had died before he could complete his mission, and he had caused the hero to shed tears. Could it be that I, Jiang, would be the one who would die the fastest among the many transmigrators?
But I don't want to die. I haven't lived enough. I'm only eighteen. I can live for decades or even centuries…
After thinking for a long time, Jiang Li lamented in his heart. It seemed that the only way to win a chance of survival was to play the emotional card.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Li turned to look at Lady Zhao. His eyes slowly turned tender and sweet. He smiled casually and said,""Jiang Li has nothing to say now. If you want to kill Jiang Li, you can do as you please.”
Seeing how carefree Jiang Li was, Lady Zhao, who had just calmed down, was instantly enraged.
Did this dog not understand what kind of shameless thing he had done? This was a serious crime for the three tribes.
Once this matter was spread, how could she face the world?
Was it the Empress Dowager of Qin who was insulted, or was it the Empress Dowager who couldn't stand the loneliness and had an affair?
This dog in front of him was the Art Saint and the Poet Immortal. His name was extremely resounding, and there were many admirers in the seven countries. Moreover, he was the most handsome man in the seven countries.
When these identities were combined, once the affair between the two of them was exposed, the world would only think that she was shameless and couldn't stand the loneliness of living in the palace for a long time, thus hooking up with the dog in front of her.
The more she thought about it, the angrier and more aggrieved she became. Lady Zhao kicked Jiang Li off the phoenix and said angrily,""I'll give you two choices. Either kill yourself or I'll wipe out your three clans.”
"How ruthless…"
Jiang Li complained to himself. He was a little flustered and quickly got up from the jade floor.
He looked around and saw a pair of bronze scissors on a wooden table in the distance. Beside it was embroidery. It was probably left behind by Zhao Ji when she was bored.
"God bless me, don't let me lose the bet!”
After praying a few times, Jiang Li walked to the wooden table, grabbed the bronze scissors on it, and went back the way he came.
Seeing this scene, Lady Zhao was shocked.
Why did he suddenly use scissors?
Kill her and then run away?
Thinking of this possibility, Zhao Ji's face turned pale and she shouted,""Jiang Li, what do you want? Don't force me to call the palace guards. When the time comes, not only will you die, Zheng 'er will also kill your entire clan.”
Jiang Li walked to the other side of the Phoenix Pagoda and sat down next to Lady Zhao. He grabbed her hand, twisted her fingers, and placed the scissors in her palm. He smiled bitterly and said,""Back then, when I entered the Qin Empire, I made a great wish to be conferred the title of Marquis, to write history, and to leave my name in history.”
" It's a pity that the world is unpredictable and fate is full of misfortune. The Empress Dowager has a body of gold. Jiang Li made such a huge mistake and knew that he would die.”
At this point, Jiang Li let out a long sigh. He held Lady Zhao's hand tightly and said in despair,"" Time flies. It's been 18 years in the blink of an eye. Jiang Li hasn't lived long enough, but it wasn't a wasted trip.”
" Since Jiang Li has made such a grave mistake, the Empress Dowager will use this pair of scissors to end Jiang Li's short life. Jiang Li will have no complaints if he can die in the hands of the Empress Dowager.”
Glancing at the scissors in her hand, Zhao Ji said coldly,"Do you think BenGong won't dare to kill you and will be soft-hearted?”
All of a sudden, Lady Zhao steadied her scissors, turned it around, and mercilessly stabbed at Jiang Li's dog paw that was holding her palm.
"F * ck, did I lose the bet?"
Jiang Li's eyes were twitching, but he couldn't dodge. He could only watch as the sharp scissors pierced his palm. Dark red blood gushed out like a broken river.
In less than half a minute, the blood dyed the silk with the golden phoenix wings red.
Enduring the pain, Jiang Li's expression remained unchanged. He reminded her gently,""Empress Dowager, you stabbed the wrong place. Stabbing your hand won't help. Instead, it will dirty the quilt."
Glancing at the red blood that was seeping out of Jiang Li's palm, Lady Zhao looked up at him and asked,""Why didn't you dodge? Do you really want to die?"
There's a chance. I haven't lost yet!
Jiang Li suppressed his pounding heart and smiled gently."" I'm not afraid that the Empress Dowager will laugh at me. It was the Empress Dowager who made Jiang Li feel the happiness of a man. Jiang Li was willing to die in the Empress Dowager's hands.”
"Shut up!" Zhao Ji glared at him and shouted shyly. Her beautiful face could not help but blush.
She knew that Jiang Li wasn't lying. This dog was still a virgin. She found it strange just thinking about it.
In the seven kingdoms, the men of the aristocratic families would be married at the age of fourteen or fifteen, but this dog in front of him was already eighteen years old and had yet to share a room with a woman.
When the two of them were having an affair just now, she could clearly feel the Yang Essence in Jiang Li's body. Now, it had dissipated and no longer existed.
This made her feel strange. This dog looked like a dog, but it was not that he could not do anything. Why was he still a virgin at the age of his youth?
Could it be that the cultivation technique required the presence of Yang Essence Qi?
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