The king of Qin collapsed.
Yingzheng succeeded to the throne, and Wenxinhou Lu Buwei presided over the national funeral ceremony.
The palace was instantly dyed white, and everyone wore linen clothes to mourn. Even Baitao was put on a gray linen turban, with an unusually twisted linen rope wrapped around his waist.
When the previous dynasty was in turmoil, it was the prince who succeeded to the throne and took charge of the young country.
And now the foreign relatives of Zhao are rapidly rising up and overpowering the Chu and Korean cliques.
As an orphan girl who came to Xianyang from Zhao State, it was difficult for Baitao to show up.
Baitao, who had stayed in the palace obediently for three days and never even opened the door, finally couldn't help but catch a palace maid and asked, "Do you know where brother Zheng is?"
"Your Highness the Crown Prince..."
The palace maid realized that she had made a mistake and quickly changed her words, "Your Majesty is in the mourning hall."
Because of the worry in her heart, Baitao didn't see anyone for three days and didn't want to care so much, so she ran to the mourning hall.
A huge golden nanmu coffin stood in the middle, and the shark oil lamp underneath was still giving off a weak light, but the light was not very transparent.
Ying Zheng was wearing filial piety, kneeling upright in the middle, as if covered in darkness.
Baitao ran over and knelt with him, but she didn't expect that he seemed to be frozen and motionless.
Baitao made several drafts in her mind and said softly: "Brother Zheng, although your father is gone, he will become a star in the sky watching you. Don't be too sad."
Ying Zheng lowered his eyelashes, "Become a star? Are you looking at me in the sky?"
The tone of his voice when he said this did not sound like accumulated sadness, but rather a casual tone.
Baitao felt a little weird.
He seemed to have just noticed her coming, and looked at her with black eyes, "Taotao, you're here."
Baitao hesitated, "Well, I was a little worried about you, so I came here."
"I'm fine. Death is like a lamp going out, and separation between life and death is just normal." Ying Zheng said solemnly, "Everyone will have this day, sooner or later, and you have to learn to get used to it."
Baitao tilted his head: "Brother Zheng, have you seen a lot of life and death?"
He has not only seen it.
He crawled out of the pit of death several times, and during those days of struggling in the dark mud, he always had a brush with death.
But Ying Zheng kept silent and said instead, "I haven't been with you recently. Did you have a good meal in the palace?"
Why did he suddenly talk about eating again?
Baitao opened her eyes and said, "I ate it, but does it have anything to do with life or death?"
Ying Zheng said: "To live, one must eat."
In the past, he lived under the shelter of others in HD City. Being able to eat was just a luxury, and he was worried about being able to eat enough.
Baitao sensed what he wanted to express and comforted him: "Brother Zheng, you are the king now. You don't have to worry about this. Don't worry, you will definitely be able to have enough to eat every day in the future."
But he said silently: "Being a general, a soldier, a peddler, a scholar who refuses to pay, or even a farmer, all you have to worry about every day is rice, millet, wheat, and sugarcane. You have two meals a day. How can you be a king? Let the whole world have enough to eat.”
"Huh? Wouldn't that be difficult?"
Ying Zheng's voice was smooth and flowing: "It is difficult, but someone has to walk the difficult and dangerous road first."
Baitao nodded: "Brother Zheng, you can keep walking until one day in the future, and I will always go with you. I will accompany you wherever you go."
There will always be a warbler singing secretly in Baitao's eyes, like the stamens of a flower that have been moistened by the spring rain, beautiful and full of sweetness.
Maybe it will be like what she said.
forever.
Ying Zheng's lips curved slightly, he held her hand and said, "Okay."
The two little ones cuddled up against each other in the dark mourning hall.
On the tree hanging with white silk in the distance, the wind puppet comes and goes, its tail ribbons are swaying in the wind, and beautiful flowers are accidentally swayed out.
A few months have passed again, the grass is growing, the warblers are flying, and the season of peach and plum blossoms is coming.
A country cannot live without a king for a day. Ying Zheng officially succeeded to the throne on a certain auspicious day and became the King of Qin.
Wenxinhou Lu Buwei respected the late king's decree and was appointed as the prime minister.
He is the father of a nation.
Ying Zheng respectfully called him Zhongfu. Now Lu Buwei is in charge of the government affairs. Zhao Ji is the queen mother. Although she is the regent, she lives in the palace all day long, obeying Lu Buwei's orders and never paying attention to the government affairs.
On the contrary, Baitao's days in the harem did not change much.
The most important thing is that Ying Zheng is getting busier and busier. At most, he just feels a little bored.
However, Ying Zheng sent Baitao a playmate. She was also an innocent little girl, with cheeks as round as buns, fair and chubby, and two sweet pear dimples.
The first time Baitao saw her, he stepped on the stone with cloud patterns and asked her, "What's your name?"
The girl saluted and said, "My name is Rui'er."
"Ruier?"
Baitao smacked it and said, "Are you a native of Qin? Why do you want to enter the palace? What do you know?"
Rui'er said with a smile: "This slave is from Huangshu Village in the thirty counties of the Qin State. Because my family was poor, I sold my slave to the Qin Palace. The slave will be different."
She paused: "Eat and play."
White peach "......"
Can you eat and play?
Baitao opened her eyes wide and said, "Then will you still be able to sleep?"
Rui'er said matter-of-factly: "Yes, this is very simple, you don't even need to learn it."
"Ah?" Baitao Jue said, "Then why did you come to the palace? You can't just eat and sleep."
Rui'er put her two little hands behind her back and said sternly: "Your Majesty chose this slave. I think I don't know anything, but your Majesty said that I don't need to know anything else. I just want to play with my master. Before I came here The slaves all feel like they have gotten lucky by stepping on shit."
After saying that, she rolled her eyes, covered her mouth and said, "Bah, bah, bah, you can't bring in some local dialect. Master, please don't take offense."
Baitao: "I'm not surprised either..."
As if she was not afraid, Rui'er stared at her again and laughed, "Little master, you look like a god, your eyes are so big."
Baitao: "?"
Rui'er made a big circle with her fingers and placed it on her eye sockets to draw: "It's bigger than the wild fruits that the slave climbed the tree to pick when she was a child."
"…………"
Baitao: "Okay, okay, it's just you."
The palace maids and eunuchs here were so frightened by Brother Zheng that they were like a bunch of crowing chickens. It would be nice to have new playmates.
It doesn't matter if you can eat, sleep and play, it doesn't matter.
Baitao reached out and tugged on her sleeves, "I'm going to see Aunt Zhao later to say hello, are you going?"
Rui'er: "Aunt Zhao?"
"Aunt Zhao is the mother-in-law of the person who said she only needs to play with the master. She is the Queen Mother in this palace." Baitao deliberately went around her.
She said "Ah", "Where's the Queen Mother? Do you need to get ready?"
Baitao stepped forward with her calves, "Didn't you say that I just want to play with you? What else do you need to prepare? Let's go quickly."
She left as soon as she said so, resolutely, but Rui'er was still stunned on the spot and hadn't reacted yet.
Although Bai Tao is small now and has a bun, she walks very fast, and her little skirt rises and falls in the wind, like a blooming flower in the sky.
Rui'er Baozi, who was behind so anxiously, had her face wrinkled. She struggled to catch up with the little fox, "Little master, wait a minute, slave..."
Baitao, the little fox, is naughty and mean, and has a lot of fun.
He led Rui'er around in the rockery and among the green plants, walking for a while and waiting for her. Then when she saw him, he disappeared again.
Finally, he climbed up a high branch of a tree and leisurely watched her spinning around in a hurry.
Well, this is companionship.
But not long after Baitao sat in the canopy of the tree, he heard a sudden different movement below.
It's Aunt Zhao.
She had a sad face and was looking around, as if she was looking for someone.
Why is she here?
For a moment, Baitao thought she had missed the time and Aunt Zhao came out to catch her.
But in the blink of an eye, I thought about Aunt Zhao's casual nature, and she did not like formality. She also did her greetings casually, so the chance of catching her was not high.
"Buwei——"
Zhao Ji walked around for a few times and finally stopped.
She raised her voice and weaved a thin thread along with the light and shadow filtered by the leaves, and it rolled over her charming and unparalleled face, "You still don't dare..."
Don't dare? What are you afraid of?
And Buwei, is that the smiling Lu Buwei, Uncle Lu?
Baitao slowly hugged the branch and tilted her head to look at the movement.
From a hole in the rockery, Lu Buwei, who should have been in the previous court, emerged from it wearing an official robe.
Baitao: "?"
No, this is not a harem.
"More than ten years have passed, just in the blink of an eye, but Zhao Shu still feels that the days he spent with you in HD City are still vivid in his mind."
Zhao Ji closed her eyes, tears falling from the corners of her eyes, "I'm so scared, Bu Wei, I'm really scared, do you know?"
"I often dream at night. I dream about you. I dream that you are beside me, within my reach. In my dream, I kiss your breath and we grow old slowly."
Like the flowers blooming on the branches, she sobbed like a girl: "But when I woke up, it was really just a luxurious dream, Buwei, you know."
"I'm tired of this place, tired of the intrigues and complications here."
"The Queen Mother Huayang looks down on my origin, and Mrs. Han keeps making things difficult for me. I come from a foreign country, and no one in the palace is willing to help me. No one is willing to help me, but I am just a woman... The late king has passed away, who can I rely on..."
"It would be nice if you were by my side."
As soon as he finished speaking, the dead leaves rustled among the trees.
Lu Buwei came out of the woods. He was like a patch of mottled color, instantly filling her vacancy and weakness.
He looked at Zhao Ji, his lips trembling.
Zhao Ji's heart seemed to have thousands of clouds surging, and she flew towards Lu Buwei, "Zhao Shu knows, Zhao Shu knows, Bu Wei will not give up on Zhao Shu, Bu Wei, Bu Wei... Zhao Shu's Buwei…”
"It's Buwei, my Buwei."
Her embrace became tighter and tighter, and as she took the initiative to get closer to him and kissed him closely, it seemed that the two of them were about to melt into a pile of bones and blood.
You have me I have you.
Baitao on the tree watched everything stiffly, his expression no different as if he had been struck by lightning.
no no...
Isn't Aunt Zhao the biological mother of Brother Zheng? Uncle Lu is the elder brother of Zheng Gege.
Not to mention that the relationship seems a bit complicated, does Brother Zheng, who is caught in the middle, know that the two of them are like this?
Lu Buwei below allowed Zhao Ji to kiss her, his expression looking impeccable, "Zhao Shu, you have suffered."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Zhao Ji seemed to be crying and laughing, and beat his chest with both hands, "My enemy, you are really my enemy. I sent letters to your house every day before, and I thought you were pretending to be blind and just wanted to ruin my friendship. ."
"If I hadn't been brave and clinging to you today, I'm afraid you would still be like an iron plate that can't be pried open no matter how you try. Let me tell you, this is not fun. I, Zhao Shu, belong to you, and you, Lu Buwei, will It can only belong to me, Zhao Shu."
Lu Buwei's cheeks tightened, "That's good."
Zhao Ji pressed against his hot chest, twisted her waist and said, "Enemies, we have opened our hearts. Then...are you going to go to your Prime Minister's Mansion later? You can't stay with me." Would you like to talk more with me here?"
Lu Buwei forced out an embarrassed smile and said, "I am the Prime Minister and you are the Queen Mother. I'm afraid this is inappropriate."
"Whatever is wrong has already been revealed. Do we still have to hide it? So what if I want you? Is it possible that you won't give it to me?"
She bit his ear and blew lightly, then said, "You can't hold back any sweet words with your mouth full of great love, but Zhao Shuwei knows that the love and love you give is real." , I want you now, I just want you to tell me that you really love me."
Long drought, thirsty for sweet rain, once touched, there is a surge of heat that cannot be escaped.
Lu Buwei silently said: "In the evening."
One of them is the Queen Mother and the other is the Prime Minister of the country. Naturally, they cannot withdraw from the palace and stay alone for too long, which is easy to follow the truth.
After getting the promise, Zhao Ji fucked him twice more and let him go after she let out a few coquettish cries.
He reluctantly watched Lu Buwei's tall and majestic back disappearing in the forest. Zhao Ji also tapped her toes, took one step and turned twice, singing and dancing.
In the deep rockery woods, until the pinched voice also disappeared.
The white peaches on the tree have now been chopped and burnt.
Although she hasn't been in the mortal world for long, she also knows that having an affair is not a good idea.
After sliding down the tree trunk, Baitao stayed on the spot with a wooden stake for a while, and decided to go talk to Brother Zheng about this matter.
