Ling Qi did not notice Lao Ai's eyes that seemed to spit out fire. Instead, he looked at Zhao Ji, who was wearing a black and red phoenix robe, and shouted: "Queen Mother, you must know that only when power falls into your hands can you keep what you cherish." Something!”
Lao Ai once told the secret while having a banquet with Wei Weijie, Zuo Yijie, Nei Shisi and Ling Qi in the Changxinhou Mansion.
He used psychedelic drugs to cause Zhao Ji to hallucinate, and made Zhao Ji think that she was lingering with him every night, and even regarded the two children found by Lao Ai as his own children.
Therefore, what Ling Qi meant was to remind Zhao Ji to think about her children.
How could Zhao Ji, who had lost her power, conceal the whereabouts of her two children from Ying Zheng's eyes, let alone protect them?
Few people understood the true meaning of Ling Qi's words, but Ying Zheng and Zhao Ji definitely understood.
Zhao Ji looked indifferent and stood up slowly. The black and red skirt slipped from the vermilion throne carved from agate. The moment it was about to touch the ground, it was lifted up by four palace maids in time, so that it was not stained by the dust on the ground.
Zhao Ji stood there, like a poppy in full bloom, exuding fatal temptation.
Zhang Ji stepped back with a wink and came to Zhao Ji's side.
Zhao Ji looked at this man who looked like a dog-legger, and a new way of playing came into her mind.
It's just that that happened after his Zheng'er, who helped him, came into power.
Zhao Ji looked indifferent, stretched out a hand, and glanced at Zhang Ji with her beautiful eyes.
Zhang Ji quickly stepped forward, bowed slightly, and helped Zhao Ji. Zhao Ji's ice-like eyes slightly melted with spring water, revealing a touch of sultry charm, but it only lasted for a moment, and her brows turned into grace and majesty again.
Zhao Ji slowly took a step forward, and the red heel landed on the ground with a crisp sound.
tread! tread! tread!
Step by step, Zhao Ji slowly walked down the steps called "Your Majesty" and came to Ling Qi.
However, Ling Qi, who had been looking forward to Zhao Ji's end, was already ashen.
Although he didn't know that Zhao Ji had regained consciousness, some of the relationship between Zhang Ji and Zhao Ji could be seen from the intimate behavior between them.
At this time, everyone suddenly remembered that Zhang Ji had followed Zhao Ji into Xianyang Palace just now, and had been standing beside Zhao Ji before!
He is the Queen Mother's man!
Yes! Zhang Ji must be Zhao Ji's favorite, otherwise how would he be qualified to support the Queen Mother?
And Zhang Ji seized power for Yingzheng, was it the Queen Mother’s intention?
The eyes shifted on Zhang Ji and Lao Ai, and then all fell on Zhao Ji who was walking forward slowly. They didn't know what Zhao Ji meant.
"Sir, what crime should the traitor be guilty of by talking nonsense and sowing the relationship between mother and son between me and Zheng'er?"
Zhao Jitan opened her mouth slightly and breathed out like blue, but there was an infinite coldness in her voice. The expression on her beautiful face revealed infinite murderous intent.
Zhang Ji stood up with a bow and said loudly: "Instigating the relationship between the king and the queen mother and her son is a conspiracy."
"According to Qin law, those who conspire against the Yi tribe will be punished with five punishments!"
When Zhang Ji's words fell, the two guards who were standing outside the palace immediately entered the palace, holding long swords and carrying the large pale silver shield behind their backs. They held Ling Qi down, one on the left and the other on the right. The sharp Chang Ge glowed with a cold light as the moonlight outside the hall shone in.
Being held down, Ling Qi knelt on the ground, large beads of sweat falling from his temples.
Originally it was just a clan execution, but now it has become the Yi San clan and the Five Punishments!
There are three clans: the father's clan, the mother's clan, and the wife's clan.
The so-called "Five Punishments" are to first tattoo and stab the person, chop off the left and right toes, flog him to death, remove his head, and drag his flesh and blood to the market. Those who slander and curse will have their tongues cut off first.
That means tattooing words on the face first, then cutting off the nose, amputating the left and right legs, then beating him to death with wattle sticks, then beheading him in public, and finally mincing him into meat paste in public.
And if the person being punished had ever slandered or cursed, his tongue would be cut out first and then the execution would be carried out.
This kind of punishment is not cruel, but Zhao Ji feels unsatisfied.
"That's all? Don't we need to hold accountable all those who recommended, sponsored, and approved his promotion?"
Zhao Ji's voice was clear and sweet, as sweet as a silver bell, but it was mixed with undoubted majesty and murderous intent.
Those beautiful eyes stared at the man who used to be extremely handsome in his eyes. Their eyes were sharp and cold, making people feel intimidated and timid.
Lao Ai, this man she hated so much.
She hated Lu Buwei, hated Ying Zichu, and hated all the men who treated her as playthings and commodities, but the one she hated the most was Lao Ai.
No one likes to be deceived, let alone this kind of deception.
Now that Zhao Ji thought about the stupid things she did after being hypnotized, she felt a little unsightly.
Moreover, Lao Ai and these close disciples of Lao Ai know about her past scandals, so every one of these people must die!
At this moment, Lao Ai was horrified. He had never thought about the possibility of Zhao Ji regaining her clarity.
He originally thought that Zhao Ji was at most controlled by Ying Zheng, and then he broke off contact with Zhao Ji. At most, he regained some clarity, but it was impossible to completely recover.
But Zhao Ji in front of her seemed not only to have regained her clarity, but also to know the truth of everything!
That was a psychedelic drug passed down from generation to generation in the tonic family. Even if it could be cracked, Wei Weijie was sure that no drugs had been sent to Ganquan Palace during this period. And if it is not resolved with drugs but with internal force, then it is necessary to have close contact with Zhao Ji for a long time and use internal force to flush the meridians and acupoints...
Suddenly, Lao Ai seemed to have thought of something, and stared at Zhang Ji with a pair of sinister eyes.
Ling Qi, who was pinned to the ground, was thinking of more, even more than Lao Ai.
Why did these guards restrain him?
Aren't the palace guards subordinates of Wei Wei?
Is it the rebellion of Wei Weiji or the rebellion of the guards?
And when he thought that these guards had not followed Tingwei Wei Zhuang's order to enter the palace, but responded to Zhang Ji's order, a terrifying guess appeared in his mind.
Could it be that Ying Zheng not only wants to take charge of the government today, but also wants to take Lao Ai as well...
Ling Qi raised his head, his eyes full of fear, looked at Lao Ai, and opened his mouth to shout.
Snapped!
A slap hit Ling Qi hard on the face, and the sudden pain made him scream.
Zhang Ji did not use any internal force, but with his horizontal and hard skills, this slap was enough to kill an ordinary person like Ling Qi who had never practiced martial arts.
However, Zhang Ji did not kill him, but only dislocated his jaw and made him dizzy.
Saliva mixed with blood dripped from Ling Qi's mouth, and Ling Qi, whose jaw was dislocated, could not pronounce words accurately at all.
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(End of chapter)
