Ying Zheng looked at him with cold eyebrows, and Lao Ai's snake eyes were extremely fierce, as if she wanted to swallow a piece of meat from Ying Zheng immediately.
One black and one red.
One emperor and one snake demon.
The confrontation between the two parties seemed to be separated by a chasm. Zhao Ji moved her lips but said nothing because she felt guilty about killing King Qin just now.
Only Baitao opened her charming almond eyes, looked at Lao Ai and then at Ying Zheng, and said innocently: "What is the unique Taoshang Kung Fu? Do mortals still need to practice this kind of Kung Fu?"
Ying Zheng curled his lips coldly: "I have to ask, Chang Xinhou, who walked through the Yin Guan Tong Wheel. This shocking move can be said to be famous in Xianyang City."
"Hahaha."
Lao Ai laughed and pinched Zhao Ji's neck like a dog.
He raised his brows and said provocatively to Ying Zheng, "The love between a man and a woman is the joy of a family. Son, my father and your mother spend every day on the bed under the curtains, tenderness rippling, and both meat and vegetables are delicious. Haha."
Veins popped out on Ying Zheng's forehead, and he pulled out the deer reed sword from his waist, "Evil beast!"
Zhao Ji, who was insulted, stood in front of Lao Ai, her beautiful eyes staring directly at him, like a rope, restraining all his anger and lost family affection, "Ying Zheng! You dare to kill your father, this is Unfilial!"
"Hahahahaha."
Ying Zheng put down his sword and smiled sarcastically.
He looked fragile and desolate like this. Baitao had never seen such sadness in his eyes before, and said angrily to Zhao Ji: "The Queen Mother, what is standing in front of you is not a respected Prime Minister, but a million people." A reviled hypocrite."
Zhao Ji's covered eyes could no longer see anything clearly, "God Nuo, you don't understand. He is what I love. No matter what he does, I will love him and love him well. You are a god and you will forgive everyone in this world." Infatuated, right?”
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Bai Tao took a deep breath.
Brother is right, people who pretend to be asleep can never be woken up.
She turned around and followed Ying Zheng who walked out. The strange thing was that Zhao Ji was so confused that she didn't follow either.
After chasing him for a long time, Baitao looked at his lonely back, her heart heavy with heartache, "Brother Zheng——"
This distress made her feel even more sad.
Ying Zheng was walking in front, and when he turned around and saw the girl wearing a silver mask crying with tears in her eyes, he was startled and asked, "God Nuo can also make heavy rain?"
"No."
Baitao raised her sleeves to wipe her tears, but unexpectedly the long sleeves of her broad robe came over her, and his fingertips rubbed her little face.
Baitao could only hear her muffled voice coming from the cloth, "The world is so miserable, even the eyes of Nuo God would get wet."
"Oh? I didn't expect that Nuo God would actually care about the country and the people."
"That's not true. I am not a saint. I want to protect the world, but there is only one person in my heart."
"who is it?"
Ying Zheng leaned closer.
Bai Tao saw that he was so close to her, and his thin lips were almost touching her. Demonic blood surged all over her body, and even the tips of her ears turned red, "It's a person."
"who?"
Baitao opened her eyes wide and said, "Brother Zheng, don't you feel sad that you are still teasing me now?"
After saying this, he realized that his identity had been exposed. He bit the tip of his tongue randomly and it hurt even more, making him burst into tears.
Ying Zheng didn't seem to notice and said: "Emotions are revealed to others. Only when you have weaknesses can you lure the snake out of its hole."
"Oh, so you're not sad, are you just pretending to show it to others?"
"The art of controlling one's subordinates."
"oh."
Baitao nodded as if he understood. After seeing him finish speaking, he walked forward, stepping on his front foot and his back foot to keep up with him. She tugged on his sleeve and said: "Your Majesty, please slow down first. You are taller than me. It’s not easy to follow.”
Ying Zheng glanced at her, as if he didn't care, and let her hold his hand.
The two of them almost walked back to the dormitory hand in hand. Baitao looked around in wonder, and King Qin strode away with a cold face. If you ignore the hint of pleasure in his eyes, he really looked like a Nuo god on his way. Stick it upside down.
When the surrounding soldiers saw that the emperor had fallen in love with the commoner Nuo God, they felt sorry for the young master in the palace and at the same time, they all looked at him intently.
When Baitao saw the soldiers standing among the green pine trees, this heartless little fox finally realized that something was wrong.
It's the kind of natural getting along and tacit understanding.
It has penetrated into the limbs and bones.
She stood outside the hall, tangled in her thoughts twice, but still followed in without any hope.
Regarding the concealment of identity, it is now as weak as paper. It's just that if you don't tell me, I won't tell either, so I'll just do it openly.
When Baitao entered, Ying Zheng looked at the yellowed parchment scroll on the case.
Baitao quietly went over and took a look. She recognized that the undulating lines on it were the boundaries, and there were the countries of Qin, Qi, Chu, Wei, Han, Yan, and Zhao.
She looked at Ying Zheng, who was staring intently.
He has already coveted the territory of other countries before he has completely taken power. If several other monarchs know this, they will not be angry enough to secretly join forces to strangle him.
She cursed in her heart.
Ying Zheng kept his eyebrows still, looking intently at the rivers and mountains marked on the border: "Grind the ink."
Baitao realized that he was calling her, and went to rub the ink. Unexpectedly, after just a few times, a big, slightly calloused hand pressed her wrist. Ying Zheng took her hand and looked at the ink stick. The pressed white seal said, "You are still so squeamish. I don't know how you came from Xianyang alone."
Baitao: "."
He raised his eyes: "How long will you keep wearing that mask?"
Baitao choked, her identity was exposed, so she just pinched the mask and tried to take it off.
But he curled his lips and took off her mask with his own hands, "God Nuo said that only the future husband can take off this mask."
Baitao's fox head tilted uncontrollably: "???"
No, I made this up and it cannot be taken seriously.
"You haven't picked it yet? You've kept it around for several years, and everyone will recognize it if you peel it off."
When the mask was taken off, it was as if the fox skin had fallen off. Baitao rolled her eyes like a fox and immediately said to please, "Look, the mask has been taken off. I'm not running around. I'm running beside you obediently now. Those legs, They are all evil-minded, do you think I can still keep them?"
Ying Zheng acted as if he hadn't heard anything: "You know how to behave like a good boy. You know why I want to tie you up in the palace."
"I know, I know." She pecked at the rice, "Brother Zheng is not worried about me, worried that others will use me as a target."
"You're heartless. You don't appreciate it." He pulled out the colorful feathers on her head three times. Baitao followed his breath and kissed him again. Her little appearance of trying to please was simply useless. Who.
A squishy little fox.
No matter how cold and hard-hearted anyone is, they are afraid that they will melt into a puddle of spring water.
Ying Zheng was so soft-hearted that he felt something on her body, took out a comb, raised his eyebrows and said, "I know I will be crowned. Are you rushing to Yongcheng alone to prepare the crowning ceremony for me?"
He looked at it carefully and looked very satisfied: "Just right, I just need a good comb."
Baitao: "."
As the King of Qin, he still lacks a comb. Who would believe it? You can trick a newly weaned fox, but there is no way to trick her with three big tails.
Baitao looked at the comb that she had used before, which was poisoned by the red-haired snake demon, and was about to take it back: "No, this is not a gift for you, this is what I picked up just now."
"Duplicity."
Ying Zheng touched her soft head and said, "It's obviously reserved for my coronation ceremony. It's quite heartless and it's not in vain." He handed the comb to Baitao, "I just pretend that I didn't see it. The coronation ceremony will be held tomorrow. Later, Taotao was given to me as a gift."
Baitao held the poisonous comb and was really speechless: "I really picked this up."
"Huh? Could it be that Taotao just picked it up in Qingtai Palace."
After saying this, Baitao's face became unnatural. She lowered her eyes to avoid his gaze, stuffed the comb into her pocket, and said slowly, "No, I prepared it for brother Zheng."
Ying Zheng was so aware of the subtleties that he narrowed his narrow eyes and took the comb from Baitao's hand, "Did you pick it up from Qingyun Palace?"
He put down the tip of his nose and sniffed, and a strong fishy smell hit his nostrils. He looked carefully and saw that this was not a comb for women, so he asked his subordinates to check it, and the results came out quickly.
It's poisonous, and it's very similar to Lu Xiang.
"But one link after another, the thief's heart will never die." He sneered, "I have raised so many poisonous snakes in Yongcheng. After tomorrow, his head will be missing."
Baitao sighed silently in his heart.
Not necessarily. It would be nice if he was a mortal. The rebellious ministers and traitors could just be killed on horseback. But this is a snake demon with ulterior motives. How to capture it is also a tricky thing.
She said slowly: "Lao Ai built a nine-story tower in Yongcheng. It is full of poisonous snakes. Tomorrow Lao Ai will participate in the crowning ceremony, so Brother Zheng should send people to burn it first."
She always had a vague feeling that Lao Ai's ability was inseparable from the tower.
Ying Zheng said: "Okay, I will send Li Xin tomorrow."
One missing link was that he didn't raise any questions about why Baitao knew about the existence of poisonous snakes in the nine-story tower.
Although Baitao felt a little strange, she just blamed it on his obedience. She just raised her head and kissed his thin lips, "Boo."
However, Ying Zheng was very dissatisfied with her having such a superficial taste. He clasped his big hands and kissed her all over the place, "I will teach you, Taotao, you have to be a good student."
"Hmm~"
*
The next morning.
All the guests who were killed by snakes last night and were not injured gathered together to witness the crowning ceremony of King Qin after bathing and praying.
Ying Zheng was also freshly bathed. He was wearing a golden robe as thick as night ink, with the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper drawn on it.
He walked through the crowd, but he was much higher than the crowd. The lights in the Ancestral Temple were filled with panic, giving his outline different shades of darkness.
The clan members and ministers stood apart and looked at him for a long time without speaking. In fact, they all knew it well.
They couldn't hold him down anymore.
"The month is an auspicious day. Beginning to add Yuanfu. Abandon your ambition. Follow you and become virtuous. Longevity test is only for Qi. Jieer Jingfu."
The master of ceremonies was raising a congratulatory message, "The auspicious month is the day. It is Shen Erfu. Respect you for your majesty. Shushen is virtuous. My eyebrows will live for thousands of years. I will be blessed forever."
The crowning ceremony is complicated, even crowning requires three additions.
Ying Zheng knelt down facing the tablets of his ancestors. The first thing he put on was a black linen crown, which represented that he could live and feed himself.
The second crown worn is a white deer leather crown, which represents the rise and fall of the world and fulfills its responsibilities.
The third crown is a red and black plain crown, which means that you can participate in sacrificial activities.
But Ying Zheng is a king, so it is impossible for him to act like a commoner. He has three crowns and hats. After he has encouraged his ambition, he must also add a Xuan Mian and a Gong Mian for the purpose of congratulations from all the people.
After the crowning ceremony was completed, the appraisers toasted to the King of Qin and said, "Congratulations to the King of Qin, the crowning ceremony has been completed."
"Congratulations to the King of Qin."
"Congratulations to the King of Qin."
"Receive Heaven's celebration. Sweet and sweet wine is thick. Recommend and recommend Lingfang. Worship and sacrifice to it. To determine your auspiciousness. Accept Heaven's rest."
The master of ceremonies was still ringing the chimes and chanting.
Next, we have to visit her mother, Queen Mother Zhao. Zhao Ji is already over forty years old, but she is very well-maintained, with two pieces of good color flying on her cheeks, as red as clouds.
She had two hibiscus pinned to her temples, and was wearing a dark green dress with a pair of small gold shoes on her feet. It was obviously such a formal occasion, so she had to dress in bright colors, no matter what.
When she saw her son, who was wearing a sword and a shining crown, striding in, she was so rare that she choked up.
Ying Zheng knelt down: "My son Ying Zheng pays homage to his mother."
Zhao Ji's eyes flickered in the seat. She heard him calling her mother again after a long distance. Her mouth moved and she was silent.
Mother.
It had been a long time since he called her mother.
It was so long ago that it was already covered in dust when HD was a child. The pain that was so long ago that she thought it was over, when it was revealed, it made her burst into tears.
Her eyes moved to his brow bone. His brow bone was very well-shaped and as sharp as a sheath. If he were a king, this kind of majesty would be able to control people.
He has straight shoulders and back, as strong as Populus euphratica, and is tall. Even when he is kneeling, he is several heads taller than others.
The palace people often said that he was good at literature and martial arts, good at riding horses, and good at bow and arrow. From this look, he looked like a man.
Was she the one who gave birth to such an outstanding son?
Zhao Ji felt deeply suspicious. Ying Zheng did not hear Zhao Ji's voice and was about to ask again. Zhao Ji responded quickly: "Alas."
Mother, alas.
Ying Zheng looked up and saw the heavily made-up Zhao Ji wiping her face with the back of her hand. Facing his gaze, she put down her hand and said weakly: "Prince Qin, you have grown up. It is my mother's blessing that you are willing to come to visit me."
Ying Zheng stood up and said goodbye to her with an adult salute, "Ying Zheng retires."
The estrangement of more than ten years is an iceberg that cannot be melted. There is nothing to say between mother and son.
Lao Ai, who was hiding behind the screen, saw that Zhao Ji was so unbearable that she dared to disrupt his plan. Seeing that King Qin was about to leave, Lao Ai immediately came out from behind and said to her vagina: "King Qin, stay here to pay homage to your mother. If you don't pay homage to me, this pretender." Father, what’s the point?”
(End of chapter)
