"I really haven't diagnosed anything unusual. I'll go back and ask Mr. Nian Duan to come." Ziyou said and was about to run, but as soon as he took a step forward, his legs went soft and he sat on the ground.
Zhao Ji looked at Ziyou who was trying to get up, and the smile on her face became thicker. She had worked so hard for Ziyou. Ziyou looked at the incense burner in the hall. The white smoke rising from the incense burner made Ziyou a little nervous. Lost in thought, Zhao Ji also moved her eyes to the incense burner. This incense was no ordinary incense. It was prepared by King Qin Zhaoxiang to punish Bai Qi to death. Even a great master like Bai Qi couldn't resist it. Don't talk about Ziyou.
"It seems that it is indeed what Mr. Ai said. This is caused by the extremely hot weather in Aijia. I wonder if Mr. would be willing to clear away the heat and detoxify Aijia?" Zhao Ji didn't wait for Ziyou to speak, and rode on Ziyou's car. On the body.
The white jade hand pressed Ziyou's shoulder and pushed Ziyou to the ground. The other hand had already untied Ziyou's belt, threw it aside, and quickly took off Ziyou's coat, revealing Looking at Ziyou's strong body, his slender fingers slid over Ziyou's upper body.
Ziyou felt his energy and blood surge, and his heartbeat began to beat wildly.
Zhao Ji leaned over and listened to Ziyou's strong heartbeat and said
"Sir, why don't you dare to open your eyes and look at me? If sir were really like Liu Xiahui, how could you not dare to open your eyes and look at me?"
Listening to Zhao Ji's words, Ziyou felt a bit confused in his heart. Nonsense, if I were really such a sage, why would I be ridden by you? Suddenly, there was a pain in his shoulder. Ziyou opened his eyes. Zhao Ji, who was lying on him, bit his shoulder with a pair of silver teeth. Scarlet blood flowed out, but Zhao Ji felt the taste of blood in his mouth. But she enjoyed it extraordinarily. Zhao Ji raised her head from Ziyou's shoulder and pressed her blood-stained lips on Ziyou's mouth.
As the emotion deepened, Zhao Ji's breathing became rapid. Her eyes were as charming as silk with red eye shadow, and her voice was even more soft and charming, captivating people's hearts.
A strong wind blew open the windows of the hall. Zhao Ji untied her dress. The white gauze skirt was blown by the cold wind and floated to the side.
Ziyou stared at Zhao Ji in disbelief with wide eyes. He originally thought that Zhao Ji was just joking. After all, now was not the time when she had the power, but he didn't expect it to be true.
The Qin army had Ma Sanbao to assist the cavalry, but the Wuling cavalry, which was the pinnacle of the cavalry of the Seven Kingdoms, relied on Zhao's extraordinary riding skills. Zhao's riding skills seemed to be engraved in his bones. As a Zhao Ji, Zhao Ji Nature also has this gene.
Riding a horse is not an easy task, especially as the bumps on the horse's back are not something that ordinary people can bear.
An excellent rider will usually hold the horse's body with his legs, and his body will rise and fall with the bumps of the horse. This will not only reduce the discomfort on the horse's back, but also prevent the horse from feeling the pain when exerting force. The pressure of heavy objects makes the horses more advantageous in charging and galloping. Only by relying on excellent riding skills can Zhao people cultivate Wuling Iron Cavalry.
Thunder suddenly exploded in the dark cloud-filled sky, and heavy rain fell. The sultry weather gradually faded under the heavy rain, and was replaced by a burst of coolness. People who were originally agitated by the weather gradually calmed down because of the heavy rain. When I came down, water dropped from the quiet eaves and dripped on the ground, leaving only water stains all over the ground.
Zhao Ji lay on Ziyou's body with satisfaction. Ziyou was a little confused now. Zhao Ji was indeed a veteran. Both his experience and skills were far superior to Ziyou's. Ziyou was a little overwhelmed for a while, otherwise he wouldn't be like this. So confused.
Looking at Ziyou's tired face and confused eyes, the love and satisfaction in Zhao Ji's eyes could no longer be hidden.
Ziyou has given her a sense of security and needs, both mentally and physically. She now wants Ziyou to stay with her forever and caress Ziyou's strong body. Zhao Ji can't put it down. If she hadn't She worked hard from noon to dusk, fearing that Ziyou's body wouldn't be able to bear it anymore, and she now wished she could ride on horseback again.
Thinking about it, both Yiren and Lu Buwei regarded her as a plaything, and only Ziyou treated her like a human being. This kind of spiritual recognition gradually made her fascinated by Ziyou, and she wanted to get Ziyou. In Ganquan Palace, She also sent people to inquire about Ziyou's deeds, and she would feel extremely excited every time she heard about it.
The accumulation of this emotion made Zhao Ji more and more eager to get Ziyou. Thinking of this powerful man who had the world at his fingertips, on her pomegranate skirt, Zhao Ji became more and more intolerable when she thought of this. , Conquering Ziyou has become a nightmare in her heart, and after the conquest, Zhao Ji said that it was really great! !
Zhao Ji reached out and touched Ziyou's face, the love in her eyes could no longer be concealed. She finally got this man who treated her as a human being, even though it was only for three short hours this afternoon.
"Queen Mother, I'm leaving," Ziyou said.
"Stay with the Aijia again. This Ganquan Palace is very big and very cold."
Zhao Ji hugged Ziyou into her arms. Ziyou's breathing suddenly became rapid, not because of anything else, but because Zhao Ji's mind was very broad, so broad that Ziyou couldn't breathe even if he buried it inside.
Zhao Ji felt Ziyou's breathing and slowly relaxed it, so that Ziyou could not be completely suffocated to death. It was already very late outside,
Zhao Ji picked up the white gauze skirt with her feet and put it on again. She turned around and lay on the bed again, with satisfaction between her brows.
Ziyou and Zhao Ji were able to put on their clothes. Ziyou straightened up. Fortunately, he was a martial arts practitioner, and he didn't mess around with Yan Lingji and Yan Fei during this period. Otherwise, today would really be a bad day. You will definitely be able to walk out of the gate of Ganquan Palace.
Ziyou looked at Zhao Ji with complicated eyes.
"Mr.'s medical skills are indeed superb. Ai Jia's body feels much better. I have delayed Mr.'s business. Please forgive me for offending me." Zhao Ji said to Zi Xing like a normal person.
"Your Majesty, you're welcome. If I have nothing else to do, I will leave." Zi Xing was about to walk outside.
"Sir, please walk slowly. If Aijia still has physical problems, I will definitely ask you to check your pulse and do acupuncture again." Zhao Ji said that the acupuncture was particularly heavy.
Ziyou stopped for a moment and thought to himself, damn, it's not time for you to be surprised. He turned around and saluted Zhao Ji and said
"Take care, Queen Mother."
Zhao Ji looked at Ziyou's back, her heart trembling slightly. Ziyou's back was getting further and further away from her. Zhao Ji also had a strange feeling in her heart, but she understood that she could not regard Ziyou as herself like she did before. The relationship is better now. Everyone is equal and treats the other person as a normal person.
Everyone understands that there is no title
(End of chapter)
