The simple house instantly became quiet, with only the candle flames blown up and down by the night wind.
The timidity revealed in Ji Ping's stubborn eyes was fully detected by Zhao Yong who was standing above him.
The young man may be aware of his situation, but Prince Yan, who was born in a deep palace and grew up with the hands of a woman, does not seem to know how to conceal his true thoughts in his words.
Seeing King Zhao's smile disappear, the most alarming person was Bo Ying. With Boying's experience, she certainly knew that King Zhao was trying to knock Ji Ping, but what she didn't expect was how the 'youngest son' who was usually submissive in front of her would suddenly say such things.
If it were the past, Boying might be a little pleased or even sigh, Ping'er has grown up.
But now, there is only panic in the woman's beautiful eyes.
The return journey is imminent, and if this man suddenly changes his mind, there will be no resistance for the mother and son.
Because this has never been a transaction of equal strength.
For a moment, the entangled thoughts in Boying's heart disappeared. She looked at Zhao Yong with pleading eyes: "I and Ping'er are people who have lost their country and lost their family. If it hadn't been for the king's helping hand, I don't know where they are now. Now, in line with the high regard of King Zhao, we can Only by performing righteous deeds and exorcising violence can Ping'er have the opportunity to return to the country and restore his family... When Ping'er returns to the country, he will definitely follow the lead of the Zhao Kingdom and will not hesitate to go through fire and water."
"The Ronin Begins with Douluo"
When the beautiful woman said the last word, there was even a hint of vibrato in her tone. But Prince Yan, who had a tough tone just now, lowered his head and said nothing.
"Hahahahahaha." Zhao Yong suddenly shook his head and laughed: "Why did the queen say this? The prince is returning to Yan to be in charge of the country and to be the king, so why should he go through fire and water?"
What Zhao Yong thought was not as terrible as what Bo Ying thought. After all, the appointment of Ji Ping to take charge of Yan was the result of a weighing process between the kings and ministers of Zhao, and it was not something he could easily veto. Even the king Zhao Yong had to consider the actual interests of the entire country due to the entanglements involved.
Of course, he would not reject this great puppet just because he didn't like Ji Ping. It was true that there was an opportunity to strike in his words, but he really didn't care much about Ji Ping's behavior. After all, the other party is still young, and there is no second Zhao Yong in this world.
Zhao Yong's real intention this time was to see Bo Ying's attitude. After all, it was Bo Ying, the Queen Mother of Yan, who was the regent of the Yan Kingdom after returning to the country, and even the important ministers of the Yan court of the Zhao and Yan factions.
At this time, Boying saw that Zhao Yong's words had softened, and he hurriedly said: "After Ping'er takes charge, he will form a brotherly alliance with Zhao Guoyong."
"I am very pleased with the Queen's wishes."
Zhao Yong paid attention to Boying's tone and attitude at this time, and he was very satisfied.
This is a very practical woman. It's normal for a woman to have her own little thoughts, but as long as she still needs to rely on Zhao Guo, that's fine. This is probably one of the reasons why Zhao Yong wants to support this queen.
...Through the conversation just now, Boying had already guessed what King Zhao meant. Now that the two sides had initially reached a deal, she should have stood up to say goodbye, but Zhao Yong, the leader, had not spoken, so she could not speak rashly.
The room fell into silence again for a while, and Zhao Yong took a sip of water from the table. At this time, his eyes were looking at Boying in front of him vaguely.
It has to be said that this young widowed Queen Yan really has a unique demeanor. A woman of this age is more likely to attract the attention of men than a girl with her first bloom, especially the woman's special status, which is more arousing. Men’s desire to conquer.
The mental tension caused by the two days of fighting on the front line suddenly relaxed, and Zhao Yong couldn't help but have some thoughts again.
Boying noticed Zhao Yong's fiery eyes. She gradually felt her face getting hot, but the worry in her heart gradually eased a lot.
Perhaps her face is in line with Zhao Yong's aesthetics. The oval face with no edges and the red lips that are not specially rouged still look a bit delicate. Coupled with the eyes that are dotted with joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, they are still graceful. With a bit of charm.
Zhao Yong looked at Queen Yan in front of him and suddenly thought of another person, Mi Bazi.
Although the two women are not related by blood, they are really similar in some aspects. Perhaps it is due to their noble background and similar experiences. But upon closer inspection, there are differences between Boying and Mi Bazi. Perhaps the latter always has a perseverance in his expression, while the former has a bit more sadness.
Boying also has a good figure. The thick and well-cut linen dark clothes make her tall waist appear more slender and slender. It is difficult to imagine that this is a woman who has given birth.
At this moment, Zhao Yong suddenly felt that Ji Ping next to the woman was in the way.
"I suddenly thought of something that I need to discuss with the queen." Zhao Yong said calmly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the palace attendant standing aside wisely backed out of the door.
Chen Zhong also said to Ji Ping at this time: "Prince, please move temporarily." His tone was tough.
The young man raised his head and glanced at his mother.
Boying's eyes showed panic at this time, but he did not refuse politely.
Ji Ping immediately stood up, bowed to King Zhao, and followed Chen Zhong out silently.
In an instant, only a man and a woman were left in the house, and the atmosphere began to become subtle.
Zhao Yong looked at the woman with burning eyes, while Boying folded his body, but his shoulders trembled slightly.
Looking at the woman's current posture, she feels like she is at your mercy. Zhao Yong originally didn't want to do anything. With his status, he has never lacked women, and he is very picky. Not all beautiful women can attract him. If he is not a woman who caters to her physically and mentally, he is not willing to force her to do so. .
At this time, Zhao Yong's brain suddenly became a little confused.
The desire to control under power and Bo Ying's attitude of refusing to welcome all made him gradually lose control.
After a while, Boying suddenly felt that the temperature in the room had increased a bit. She was the first to break the silence and asked, knowingly: "The king has something to discuss with my concubine..."
Zhao Yong did not answer the other party. He suddenly stood up from his seat, moved his body, and stretched his hand towards Boying's thin shoulder.
"Your Majesty..." Although she had expected it, the moment she was touched by the big hand and felt the man's body temperature, she still shouted out in panic, and at the same time subconsciously used her hands to block him. But she soon realized something and quickly held her lips without making much movement.
Seeing the woman's half-hearted refusal, Zhao Yong knew that he had no intention of rejecting her. His hands quickly broke through the weak defense and penetrated her deep clothes.
Although the deep coat is thick and dignified, after all, it is summer, and underneath the deep coat is a close-fitting silk coat. Zhao Yong put his hands on her legs through the thin clothes, feeling the smoothness.
Boying suddenly became nervous. She suddenly stopped Zhao Yong's hand from taking a step closer. With pleading eyes, she shook her head and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty, don't be like this... I am... I am..."
Her cheeks were red, her originally dignified bun was messy, and her temples were already wet with sweat.
The posture of the two of them was a bit embarrassing. Boying was thrown onto the soft floor. His mind could no longer be calm, but he still gasped and said nicely: "When I saw the queen for the first time, I wanted to get close to the queen and be with her." The queen is close to her. I only hug her and do nothing else."
Boying bit his silver teeth lightly, his body felt like ants crawling all over his body. After forcing himself to endure it for a moment, he seemed to acquiesce to Zhao Yong's wish.
With a soft hum, he hugged Boying completely into his arms. As if he kept his promise, he didn't go too far and just stroked the back of her plump waist.
On the contrary, Boying, who had broken the last barrier, became a little impulsive. She suddenly hugged Zhao Yong's waist with force, buried her face deeply into Zhao Yong's chest, and greedily sucked in the smell of him. At this moment She has thrown all her identity and morals out of the window.
After grinding together for a while, Boying suddenly said angrily: "I haven't bathed yet today..." Zhao Yong gasped, how can he care about this: "That's just right, I like the fragrance of the queen the most."
After a while, a continuous humming could be heard in the hut, and the footsteps of patrolling guards could be heard from outside the house from time to time. Through the flickering candlelight, Zhao Yong seemed to see the golden armor holding a spear and the galloping horses on the battlefield in the distance!
