Zhao Ji looked at the water stains on Zhang Ji's black clothes, and a lot of them even splashed on Zhang Ji's face. She was basically washing Zhang Ji's face, and she wanted to find a crack to get in.
She... what on earth is she doing!
"Mother, mother, are you okay?"
Ying Zheng's voice came from outside the palace door, and with a bang, the palace door was pushed open by Ying Zheng.
It's not that Ying Zheng is so reckless, but the shouting inside can easily cause misunderstandings.
Although Ying Zheng believed in Zhang Ji, he really couldn't bear to hear such a misunderstood sound, so he pushed the door open and entered.
When Ying Zheng opened the door, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Because Zhao Ji was sitting on the couch at the moment, with her feet facing Zhang Ji, holding the wet Zhang Ji in her hands, and there was an overturned tea cup on the ground beside her.
"Sir, mother...what are you doing?"
Although Zhang Ji's behavior of holding Zhao Ji's feet was a bit strange, and Zhao Ji's face was red, which could easily make people think that Zhao Ji and Zhang Ji had done something while he was away, Ying Zheng still noticed Zhang Ji's behavior. Ji and Zhao Ji's clothes were very neat and did not look messy.
You know, the clothes of this era are not like those of later generations, which can be worn in one set.
Not to mention Zhang Ji's black clothes, Zhao Ji's phoenix robe is divided into various components such as an inner skirt and an outer skirt. Dressing is even more troublesome. If there is no palace maid who is familiar with this kind of gorgeous dress to serve, even if Even if two or three palace maids were serving Zhao Ji to dress at the same time, it would take a moment to put on this crimson phoenix robe.
It is naturally impossible for Zhang Ji to be familiar with the way Zhao Ji wears the phoenix robe, and Zhao Ji and Zhang Ji have not been alone for a moment, so obviously nothing like that happened just now.
"Your Majesty, I am massaging the Queen Mother." Zhang Ji sighed helplessly, pointing to the acupuncture points on the soles of Zhao Ji's feet that had been pressed red by Zhang Ji, "These acupuncture points are beneficial to the Queen Mother's physical recovery, plus I sent a certain amount of internal energy into the Queen Mother's body to stimulate it, and there was a certain tingling sensation. The Queen Mother thought... she couldn't bear the pain, so she accidentally knocked over the tea cup on the table and poured it on the Queen Mother. Full of tea."
Zhao Ji saw Zhang Ji helping her out again. Although her head was still immersed in the pleasure just now, as the Queen Mother of Qin, she still reacted quickly.
"I'm rude. I really didn't expect that just two acupuncture points... can make people feel such... pain."
But in Ying Zheng's eyes, Zhao Ji felt a little embarrassed.
After all, anyone who accidentally spilled tea on the doctor who treated him for a headache, or the junior who was nominally his nephew, would feel a little embarrassed.
Therefore, Ying Zheng was completely relieved.
"Sir, what do you think about reducing your intensity a little?"
"No need. Sir, the intensity is very appropriate and great."
After Zhao Ji said this, her face became even redder and redder, as if she could bleed. She couldn't help cursing in her heart, how shameless and wanton she must be to say such a sentence in front of her Zheng'er. .
But Ying Zheng never thought about it again. After all, Zhang Ji is his close friend, and Zhao Ji is the mother who worked hard to raise him. He has already doubted the most important family and friends to her now. How can you doubt them again?
And for a person like Ying Zheng, once he decides to trust someone completely, his trust will be difficult to shake.
In history, Ying Zheng decided to trust his younger brother Chang'an Jun Chengyu, and sent him to support Meng Ao and Zhang Tang who were attacking Zhao. He handed over a large army to Chengyu, until finally Chengyu killed the general who stayed in the camp, Jiangbi. Only then did he believe that Cheng Yu had really betrayed him.
The same was true for Zhao Ji later. Although it was unclear what angle Zhao Ji stood in that rebellion, Ying Zheng still trusted his mother until the end, until his mother broke up with her for the two Lao Ai children. .
However, Ying Zheng's temperament, which he never doubts once he truly trusts him, can easily become extreme if he is betrayed by someone he trusts... And the people Ying Zheng has trusted most in his life have all betrayed him, and they have also betrayed him. No wonder he later became wary of the world.
Of course, it doesn't matter even if Ying Zheng discovers what happened between him and Zhao Ji in the future, because neither he nor Zhao Ji betrayed Ying Zheng. With Ying Zheng's tolerance, as long as Ying Zheng's interests are not harmed, Ying Zheng will not be resented. At best, it’s just temporary dissatisfaction.
And as Ying Zheng left the palace, Zhao Ji could no longer support her delicate body and fell backwards.
That feeling of peak came from the inside out. Zhao Ji had long been unable to hold on. If Ying Zheng hadn't suddenly come in, Zhao Ji would have collapsed long ago.
However, the expected cold and hard feeling on the wooden floor did not come. Although it was still a bit uncomfortable, it was a warm and solid chest instead of a cold floor. Only then did Zhao Ji realize that she had fallen into Zhang Ji's arms.
Zhao Ji raised her head and looked at Zhang Ji's handsome yet masculine white face, feeling complicated in her heart.
Since Zhang Ji has a wife and concubines, he must not be a "child" who doesn't understand anything. Zhang Ji obviously understood what happened to her accident just now.
Being immersed in the emotions of embarrassment and shame, Zhao Ji didn't realize immediately that she had fallen into Zhang Ji's arms.
"Auntie, you are so beautiful, so beautiful that I am fascinated and intoxicated."
Zhang Ji put one hand around Zhao Ji's slender waist, and gently stroked Zhao Ji's smooth and white cheek with the other hand, as gently as if he was comforting his frightened lover.
"Let go..." Zhao Jigang wanted to scream, but couldn't help but glance at the palace door and reprimanded in a low voice, "You are so arrogant. I am the queen mother of the king and the queen mother of Da Qin. You dare to even me?" Teasing!"
At this moment, Zhao Ji could not see anything.
Although she didn't know much about politics, and her judgment of people wasn't that good, Zhao Ji could definitely say that she had a thorough understanding of men's thoughts, except for a certain Lao Ai who illegally used psychedelic drugs.
Previously, she regarded Zhang Ji as her nephew and a close friend of Ying Zheng. Naturally, she did not speculate or take precautions, thinking that Zhang Ji was wholeheartedly treating her. But when Zhang Ji said these words, she also understood. .
Her behavior just now was all part of Zhang Ji's plan.
And Zhao Ji, who saw Zhang Ji's true purpose clearly, was extremely wary of Zhang Ji.
According to her past temperament, she should call the guards to execute Zhang Ji, but...recalling the peak feeling just now...she seemed to be reluctant to let go?
No, she is definitely not unwilling to give up. She is not a glamorous bitch who can do anything for everyone. She just... just doesn't want her political son to lose her power just after he gains power and has the initial strength to fight against that old guy Lu Buwei. confidant.
Compared with Zheng'er's safety and interests, as well as Qin's great achievements, it doesn't matter if I feel a little wronged...
Well...I'm doing this all for Zheng'er.
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