Xianyang Palace

Qin Wang Yingyiren is seriously ill, since he succeeded to the throne as the king's health has deteriorated, the affairs of the court and the central government have to be handed over to Lü Buwei and other courtiers to deal with, and after encountering major matters to discuss, they will be handed over to Yiren for review, and there is no objection to press the king's seal to execute.

The stranger was lying there, the guards were guarding the door, several waiters were bowing and waiting, and there were several stacks of bamboo slips on the cloth roll on the side, with red ropes tied to them, and the different colors of the eyes represented the emergency process, and the white cloth was not used for urgency, and the blue was used for urgency, and the red was used for emergency.

The door creaked open, Zhao Ji walked out of it, came back from the womb, saw the king being tortured by illness, and thought of the king's love for him in the past, he couldn't help but feel guilty, so he simply took his clothes aside and waited.

"Queen."

"What's the matter?"

"There is urgent business that needs to be approved by the king."

"Heartless minion, didn't you see that the king was unwell?"

Zhao Ji's eyes widened, and the chamberlain was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and didn't dare to speak, he was no longer the top card that he was fiddled with back then, and he was no longer a woman who showed off her amorous feelings in order to get money, and now as a queen, she has a qiē that other women can't have.

The chamberlain knelt on the ground, and Zhao Ji glanced at the bamboo slips next to him, "Go down first, these will be placed in the side room first, and they will be sent for review after the king's body relaxes." ”

The chamberlain agreed and turned to the side room with official duties, and one of them approached cautiously with a copper pot in his hand, "Queen, it's time for the king to take medicine." ”

"Come in."

The waiter entered, the jar opened, and a strong smell of medicine came out of it, Zhao Ji covered her snort with her hand, and even then she couldn't help coughing twice.

"Let's get out first."

The waiter left, Zhao Ji carefully poured it out of it, carefully brought it to the front and whispered: "King, it's time to take medicine." There is a little more intimacy in the demeanor, the sentence Zhao Ji in the dream is worth a thousand words, men always like to deceive people, especially in the face of women with pictures, a clever mouth will inevitably coax your heart to bloom, once you get the result is completely different.

"I don't drink it, it's useless after drinking it for so long."

Yiren coughed and showed displeasure, "The king is sick, and you can't follow the example of Huan Gong to avoid medical treatment, if this is the case, how can we leave our orphans and widows behind." ”

Zhao Ji pretended to be sad, and Yiren heard it clearly, and sighed: "It's not a taboo, it's really bitter and hard to swallow, and it hasn't gotten better after drinking it for so long, most of it is a quack doctor's mistake." "The condition has never improved, and the stranger is angry, and he can't help but blame the doctor for the crime.

"The king will definitely get better, Zhao Ji believes."

"Okay."

Yiren was helpless, took a look, Zhao Ji's expression revealed a little expectation, the most difficult to accept the grace of the beauty, opened his mouth and drank it, white beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose, Zhao Ji hurriedly wiped it gently.

"Okay, how is Zheng'er's side?"

"It's all good, and I always think of the king."

"I have time to bring it over to the widow to see, and I always think about it when I can't see it for a long time." Zhao Ji agreed, and calculated that there was a period of time when Zheng'er did not enter the palace to ask for peace, and blamed himself for negligence, Zheng'er was still a child, and some things could not be thought through.

The medicine bowl was put aside, and the waiter walked in quickly, just when he saw Zhao Ji's figure, he hesitated and was about to turn around, when Ying Yiren saw that this person had been serving by his side, "Say it." ”

The chamberlain said in a sharp voice: "Back to the king, Princess Hu took the second son to ask to see him outside the palace gate." ”

"It's Cheng Jiao, let him in, the widow is thinking in his heart."

Hearing that the second son came to visit, Yiren showed a rare smile on his face, but there is nothing on weekdays, but now he is seriously ill in bed, and he always thinks about it in his heart, for fear that one day he will not be able to see it and leave regrets.

Zhao Ji showed displeasure on her face, obviously wanting to take this opportunity to close the distance, but she blamed herself for being preempted by someone who was preempted by someone who put her mind on the pleasure of Chang Yu.

"Concubine Ji heard that Concubine Hu often messed with men in the clan on weekdays."

"Nonsense, the Qin law stipulates that the children of the family are not allowed to enter and leave the womb without permission, how can you talk about it, the widow believes in Concubine Hu."

Zhao Ji snorted coldly, "Knowing people and knowing faces but not knowing their hearts, after all, they are from Xianyang, they are familiar with each other, they are not like Concubine Ji alone, and they are only accompanied by Zheng'er." Zhao Ji deliberately hid her face and pretended to be wronged.

"Okay, don't talk about this kind of thing in the future."

Footsteps sounded, Concubine Hu entered with Cheng Jiao, and saw Zhao Ji guarding in front of the bed at a glance, the two eyes were facing each other, her brows were furrowed together, and her anger value rose rapidly.

"Sister, why are you so kind to come to see the king today!" Zhao Ji took the lead in attacking, and was robbed of the opportunity by the other party, so she couldn't lag behind everywhere.

"Look at what my sister said, it's not coming, but it's not coming, my sister has the king in her heart, not to mention that Cheng Jiao also misses her father, and Jiao'er hasn't stepped forward to meet her father."

"Father."

"Come here."

Cheng Jiao stepped forward quickly, Zhao Ji couldn't pass there, so he had to avoid, Zhao Ji's round buttocks twisted slightly, and the right position was also occupied, Cheng Jiao looked helpless, "Father summoned, why did the queen block the road with her buttocks?" ”

"Look at what this kid said, he is not very old, but there is something in his eyes, but my sister has to take care of it, and it is inevitable that she will do something out of the ordinary in the future and lose the face of her ancestors."

Yiren snorted coldly, Zhao Ji had to get out of the way, Cheng Jiao stepped forward, Yiren couldn't get up, his head turned to the side, watching Aiko's figure slowly stretch out his arm, Cheng Jiao hurriedly pulled it, "Squat here, father touch it well." ”

Cheng Jiao was originally well-behaved, obediently squatting there, and Yiren gently stroked and nodded, "It's exactly the same as when my father was a child." ”

"Father doesn't need to look at it, he can touch it?"

"I can touch it, of course my father's child can touch it, come here, sit here."

Cheng Jiao sat on the edge of the bed, and Yiren asked about his studies Cheng Jiao answered one by one, mentioning that he followed Shangqing Sima Terrier to learn etiquette and calendar, and Yiren nodded again and again, "Shangqing's knowledge is far above the widow, you must study hard, governing a country seems simple, and you must think more with your brain." ”

"Jiao'er, don't thank you father soon."

Cheng Jiao didn't know why, "The child is grateful to his father." "Cheng Jiao has always been a child, and when it comes to governing the country in Yiren's words, whether intentionally or unintentionally, it is enough to see that Cheng Jiao attaches great importance to him.

Zhao Ji stood aside, looking at the king and the second prince Cheng Jiao getting close, it was not a good feeling to deal with Concubine Hu, and the forces behind her were far from being comparable to herself, for the sake of Zheng'er, for the sake of the future, you must plan well.

Concubine Hu stepped forward, "I really envy my sister for Wang Zizheng to find a leader to teach swordsmanship day and night, but it's a pity that Jiao'er doesn't have that blessing." ”

Concubine Hu's voice was not loud, such a distance could be heard clearly, Zhao Ji's expression changed slightly, especially when it came to Chang Yu, in the name of conferring the sword, it was inevitable that this kind of thing would leak out after a long time, but thinking of the lingering death every night and Chang Yu's huge penis, the whole body was completely irresistible.

"There's such a thing."

Zhao Ji hurriedly said: "Zheng'er is shouting to learn swordsmanship, Concubine Ji doesn't recognize others and has to entrust the commander, my sister is surrounded by men from the clan, how can I understand others is not easy." ”

The two accused each other, Yiren was angry, Zhao Ji had a concubine, Concubine Hu had a family, and this king was nothing, "Get out, get out, it's not clean all day long." ”

Seeing that the king was angry, the two had to give up, snorted coldly and walked out, Cheng Jiao also exited the room, Yiren lay there, his chest rose and fell, his eyes closed, and the figure of a man appeared in his mind, tall and tall, and the young and strong in the clan, what did these people do behind their backs when they were sick, no, they must get better.

"Someone."

The guards quickly walked inside, and said strangely: "Go and invite the Lingyin Master of Lingtai Mountain." ”

Outside the palace gate, the two parted unhappily, a dispute did not benefit anyone, this war is just the beginning, and the next will inevitably be more cruel and ruthless.

There are two sons, Ying Zheng is calm and has a domineering spirit all over his body, Cheng Jiao is smart, and there is no shortage of talents to help him govern the world, he will definitely achieve something in the future, but unfortunately there is only one throne, this battle is inevitable, but I don't want to come so fast.

Zhao Ji kept at her feet, anxious to return to the womb to discuss countermeasures with Chang Yu, Zhao Ji waited day and night for a few days, the king's condition was also understood, I am afraid that time is running out when the illness becomes like this, once the king Xianyou, Concubine Hu will inevitably instigate the world to make it difficult to seize the throne of the king, how can all kinds of old grudges in the past tolerate herself and Zheng'er, thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on her back.

Zhao Ji returned to the Shizi Mansion, didn't see Yingzheng, hurried back to the residence, pushed open the door with his hand, and suddenly his arm was grabbed, and he didn't have time to exclaim, his small mouth was directly blocked, and a man's breath came out through his nose, the door was closed, and the whole person was picked up.

"Wait." Judging from the other party's body, as well as the huge protrusion below, it must be a child.

"I've been thinking about it every day these days, and I can't wait." After Chang Yu finished speaking, he stepped forward with his right hand and tried to tear off Zhao Ji's clothes, and Zhao Ji's elastic body made Chang Yu want to stop.

"Life is at stake, if you don't handle it properly, you can only go down and see you below."

Chang Yu stopped, "What's going on?" ”

Zhao Ji quickly came to the door, there was no one around, the door was closed, and the matter was so important that he had to be careful, "I'm afraid that the king has little time, and the Qin country is about to change." ”

"Who said that?"

Zhao Ji's eyes widened, "What Zhao Ji saw with his own eyes can still be fake, Lu Buwei's sudden visit a few days ago must have a purpose, most likely to be a prince." ”

"What does the king mean?"

"Now Yiqiē is just guessing, today I met that fox spirit in the palace and took the second son to greet him, Chang Lang, you must help me, as long as Zheng'er can sit on the throne, no one can interfere with us, and you can get whatever you want at that time."

Chang Yu frowned, "Chang Yu should do everything for the queen, how can he have limited power in his hands, unless!" ”

"Unless what?"

Chang Yu's eyes revealed killing intent, "Unless you kill Cheng Jiao." ”

"Kill Cheng Jiao, as soon as Cheng Jiao dies, only one Zheng'er is left to be eligible to inherit the throne, yes, for Zheng'er, for us, Cheng Jiao must die."

"Chang Yu is willing to do it."

"Wait." Zhao Ji seemed to think of something, Chang Yu's body stopped, the whole person was like a sharp sword, once it was unsheathed, it would inevitably hurt people, "No matter what the result is, we must not let people know that we did it, otherwise it will be bad for Zheng'er." ”

"The killer organization has always done things cleanly, and after the thing is done, Chang Yu only asks for one thing."

"Speak."

"Be a woman."

Zhao Ji was shocked, her eyes came, and there was frenzy in the coldness, Zhao Ji bit her lip and nodded vigorously, as a woman, she can be so strongly loved and pampered, and she only has happiness in her heart, even if she knows that it is a road of no return, she is also willing to go on without hesitation.