A slightly worn door was open, and the cool evening breeze poured in, making people feel much more comfortable.
Boying did not reject such a simple living environment. During his escape in the past, the hardships were much worse than now. And now the life in exile is coming to an end. When King Zhao sent a palace official to tell her that Zhao would send a large army to escort Ji Ping back to the country to inherit the throne of King Yan, her mood suddenly became complicated.
Boying knew more or less that King Zhao's investment in Yan State, and even taking in their mother and son, must have some agenda. And maybe it's not just as simple as wanting to support a pro-Zhao Yan state.
But she doesn't care much anymore.
The moment Jidu City was breached by the Qi army, Ji Hui died and her country was destroyed, and she had lost everything she originally deserved. In other words, even if the Yan Kingdom can be restored one day, without the support of the powerful Zhao Kingdom, her son will not be able to take the position of King Yan at all, so Boying is truly grateful to Zhao Yong from the bottom of his heart.
Perhaps out of women's admiration for the strong, Boying often thought of the King Zhao who was younger than herself. At first, she didn't feel much, but as the days of living in seclusion became longer, the thought became stronger. stand up.
Zhao Yong seemed to have a unique temperament. She was different from all the nobles he had met. In the past, Boying had met many noble men with good looks and strong bodies, even his late husband Ji Hui. But everyone is different from Zhao Yong. He has a unique friendly temperament that makes people want to get close to him.
Boying didn't even know when she had such thoughts. Sometimes when she was sitting quietly, she would involuntarily imagine Zhao Yong's appearance and his behavior, that strong body holding a gun and riding a horse, galloping on the battlefield, Sweating scene. She wanted to suppress it, but the changes in her body could not control her thoughts.
When she used words to provoke her aunt to go to Longtai Palace, she actually had some small thoughts of her own. When she saw her aunt that day, she knew what had happened, which confirmed her suspicion. Women are sometimes very sensitive to that kind of change.
Although the two of them had only met a few times, Boying could be sure that the other party also had such charming thoughts towards him.
During the day, Boying wanted to meet King Zhao in the name of Queen Yan. It was not an urgent matter. Yan Guo's appeal had been stated many times. If it was a matter of business, it would be nothing more than a cliché. She just wanted to see him, after all, he hadn't seen him for a long time...
However, with her own identity, Bo Yingming knew that Zhao Yong was close to Chi Chi, but she could not get close without the other party's summons.
Boying put down the slip in his hand, stood up from the couch, and walked towards the door of the hall as if nothing had happened.
Ji Ping, who was on one side, heard the noise and raised his head, looking at the back of his mother with some indifference.
At this time, the palace servant's voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Report to the Queen, Zhao Envoy wants to see you."
In fact, without the palace maid announcing it, Boying had already seen the gray-haired old man standing behind the palace maid through the open door.
Chen Zhong bowed to Boying and Ji Ping behind her: "Meet Queen Yan and the Crown Prince."
When Boying saw the other party, he was stunned for a moment, and then he saluted Chen Zhong: "What's the matter with Ambassador Zhao coming here?"
She knew the identity of this old man. Although he was a eunuch, he was a close associate of King Zhao and the eunuch order in charge of the palace attendants.
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Chen Zhong turned to the side and said towards the door: "Your Majesty, please invite the Queen and the Crown Prince to have dinner together, please."
...Bo Ying's residence was not far from King Zhao, but when Boying's mother and son followed Chen Zhong through the simple door, the sky was still completely dark.
King Zhao's residence looked even shabbier than his own. The main door she entered was a narrow courtyard, with a main door facing the main room in front of her. At a glance, she saw King Zhao who was having a meal behind the eucalyptus table.
Boying looked at the other person from the moment he entered the door. There was an open bamboo slip on the table in front of King Zhao. He was holding a small bowl in his hand, and he was still eating the rice in it. While eating, he glanced at the bamboo slip on the table.
Judging from his eating movements, there is no manners at all, and it can even be said to be a bit vulgar. His behavior does not look like a nobleman, let alone a king of a great country who stands on the top of the world. But Boying didn't feel a trace of disgust. This feeling was really strange.
Zhao Yong quickly put down the bowl in his hand and looked towards Boying. As soon as the two eyes met, the woman quickly avoided him, with timidity and worry in her avoidance, as if she was a child who had done something wrong and was suddenly discovered by an elder.
In the past, when historians were present, or at some important palace banquets or formal occasions, Zhao Yong might obey and bow, but he was too lazy to show off when summoned in private, not to mention that he felt that these behaviors were just the behavior of normal people.
He didn't know what the woman was thinking. In fact, even if he knew, he didn't care at all. With his current status, it seemed that he never needed to care about other people's eyes.
"I, I would like to pay my respects to King Zhao." Boying stopped his attention and saluted Zhao Yongyingying.
"Ping, pay homage to King Zhao." Ji Ping also hurriedly bowed.
Zhao Yong asked the palace maid to clear away the bowls on the table, and then said softly to the front of him: "Queen and Prince, no courtesy. No need to see anyone else, please sit down."
Boying's mother and son's attitude was very low, and they saluted again: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the seat."
Seeing that the mother and son looked a little reserved, Zhao Yong smiled and said: "I haven't seen the queen and the prince for a long time. How are the queen and the prince recently?"
Boying said: "I and Ping'er have been favored by the king, and everything is fine."
Zhao Yong nodded slightly, then looked at the young man next to the woman. The prince of Yan Kingdom must be fourteen or fifteen years old, and he should be much older than Ying Ji. Thinking about it, he was only this age when he first came to the throne. In this day and age, you can be considered half an adult.
Ji Ping felt King Zhao's sharp scrutiny at this time, and his vision suddenly became erratic. However, he pretended to be calm and looked at Zhao Yong.
Looking at the still slightly immature face, Zhao Yong suddenly laughed. After all, he was still a boy of more than ten years old, and he was a prince of the royal family who was influenced by rituals, music, poetry and books. Although he suffered disasters, he was always in his infancy, and his mind was obviously not mature enough.
Boying looked at the change in King Zhao's demeanor, and a smile appeared on his lips, but his beautiful eyes could not hide his worry.
Zhao Yong glanced at the beautiful woman, and then looked at the young man rather playfully: "May I ask the prince, your father, the king, and your clan were all killed by the Qi people. Has the prince ever thought about quelling the chaos and saving Yan?"
"I think about it day and night, I have trouble sleeping and eating, and I am helpless and weak." Ji Ping said in a sonorous tone.
Zhao Yong said: "The prince does not need to worry. Now that all the Qi troops have withdrawn from the Yan country, I summoned the prince to welcome him back to the country and succeed to the throne."
Ji Ping immediately replied: "Your Majesty sends Ping back to Yan, does he want to establish a Yan state that is close to Zhao?"
Boying was immediately shocked. Just as he was about to speak his mind, Zhao Yong raised his hand and interrupted: "The prince is smart, and I am very pleased. However, after hearing what the prince said, I seem to have misunderstood my good intentions. The prince may not know. , when the Yan State was in crisis, no other country dared to accommodate the Yan State clan. Only the Zhao State, with only a few people, would rather risk offending the Qi State to welcome the Yan State clan. Now they are sending out large armies and wasting all their supplies. We must also establish a wise king for Yan State. There must be something wrong with what the prince said."
