When people were in Qin, they ruled the world

Chapter 4 Zhao Ji
Xianyang Palace.

Before the frame, Qingxi's lavish palace attire became an obstacle for her to climb onto the frame for a while. With her martial arts, jumping onto the frame was a breeze, but in Xianyang Palace, there were no snares. At this time, she was just a close servant of King Qin.

Therefore, facing the frame, she boarded the car very awkwardly, even a little unsteadily, until a palm stretched out from the carriage and grabbed her helpless hand.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Qing Xi thanked Ying Zheng after continuing to pull into the carriage.

"This palace attire is really not suitable for you." Ying Zheng looked at the slightly embarrassed Qing Xi and said.

"Yes." Qingxi said in embarrassment.

"Let's go to Xingle Palace." Ying Zheng knocked on the carriage and said to the guards outside.

"No." The guard outside the car responded.

Xingle Palace, located in the south of Xianyang, is adjacent to Huayang Palace. The palace complex in the south of Xianyang has become another power center of Qin State, because here are two of the most powerful Qin State Women: Empress Dowager Huayang and Empress Zhao Ji.

And Xingle Palace is the palace where Queen Mother Zhao Ji lived. Xingle Palace is a very vulgar name with no connotation at all, especially the interior decoration. Red is the only color of this palace, just like her The owner, Zhao Ji, Queen Mother Zhao, is a vulgar woman, a vulgar woman who is only beautiful.

"Zheng'er finally thinks of Aijia's mother." Zhao Ji, who was leaning on her seat and lazily enjoying the singing and dancing, said with joy when she heard the palace man's report.

"It's a bit abnormal." Zhao Ji stood up, and the joy on her face turned into distress.

"Since he inherited the throne and became the king, this kid has become more and more serious. He no longer has the cuteness he had when he was a child. Now everyone seems to be on guard. Last time I gave him a maid, he seems to have a lot of love. Opinion." Zhao Ji scratched her chin, squinted her big eyes, and pretended to be thinking, but she couldn't see a bit of wisdom from her, even though she was thinking now.

"Queen Mother, the King has arrived in front of Xingle Palace." Before Zhao Ji could figure out why, the maid beside her interrupted her thinking.

"Already here?" Zhao Ji shook her "tiger body", stood up, stepped on the table in front of her "dominantly", jumped forward, and with her flexible waist as a buffer, she was already standing on the wooden floor Go up, and then walk out of the hall like a gust of wind.

"Queen Mother, slow down, slow down, and be careful not to fall." The maid behind hurriedly chased after her.

"Am I not slow enough?" Zhao Ji turned her head and asked the chasing maid.

"Queen Mother, the king has already arrived, you just need to wait, there is no reason to greet him in person, this is not reasonable." The maid said loyally.

"Oh, don't talk about those things. When I see my son, do I still have to think about those messy things? Besides, I'm the queen mother now, and those things can't control me." Zhao Ji said, stepping The speed does not decrease.

The palace people had no choice but to follow up.

"It's so cold." The moment Zhao Ji walked out of the palace, Zhao Ji instinctively shuddered. The next moment, her eyes crossed the steps in front of the palace and stood on a young man under the steps.

While Zhao Ji was looking at Ying Zheng, Ying Zheng was also looking at his mother.

This is a 'vulgar' woman.This was Zhao Ji's first impression of Ying Zheng.

The bright red long dress, the appearance that brought out the vulgar beauty to the extreme, and the unrestrained look made it difficult for people to associate her with the Queen Mother of Qin.

"Zheng'er, but you don't recognize your mother?" The momentary change in Ying Zheng's eyes didn't match the eyes of Zhao Ji who had already walked down the steps.

"There's no reason why you shouldn't recognize it." Ying Zheng collected his thoughts and said to Zhao Ji.

"That's not sure." Zhao Ji smiled, then pulled Ying Zheng back and walked towards the palace.

"What have you been doing in Xianyang Palace this month? Is it because the queen mother doesn't visit you, and you forget about me, the queen mother?" Zhao Ji put her palm on Ying Zheng's head and gestured.

"How does the queen mother know?" Ying Zheng asked.

Is the Queen Mother actually such a Zhao Ji?Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Ji who was gesticulating her height with her palm, and her heart was already filled with surprise.

The images of Zhao Ji kept colliding in his two memories, and he sketched out images from them. He sketched out many possible images of Zhao Ji in his mind, but he didn't see this one.

"Know what?" Zhao Ji was slightly taken aback.

"I suddenly realized that I was about to forget my mother, so I hurried to Xingle Palace to see my mother." Ying Zheng explained.

"Ah?" Zhao Ji froze, looking at Ying Zheng as if she had seen a ghost.

Too bad, too much is too late.Seeing Zhao Ji's performance, Ying Zheng was vigilant. Even if he wanted to win over his mother, he should do it step by step.

"Queen, is there something wrong?" Ying Zheng said calmly and calmly.

"Zheng'er, queen mother, no, it's mother. Mother hasn't seen you like this for a long time." Zhao Ji's eyes turned red when she spoke.

Yeah?Ying Zheng couldn't be sure how long the long time Zhao Ji said was.

Ying Zheng, who followed Zhao Ji into the Xingle Palace, noticed the court lady following Zhao Ji, a court lady who was over forty years old.

"Zheng'er, are you satisfied with Qingxi?" Zhao Ji asked after returning to the hall, looking at Qingxi standing beside Ying Zheng.

"Very satisfied." Ying Zheng said.

Ying Zheng had no reason to be dissatisfied with such a former first-class killer in Luowangtianzi, without that vigilance.

Who made him more interested in martial arts at this time?

"As long as you are satisfied, you will find even greater surprises in the future." Zhao Ji said with a deep smile.

Bigger surprise?what would that be
"What gift did the queen mother prepare for me?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Gift? Zheng'er, do you want it?" Zhao Ji asked with a half-smile.

"Of course I want it, especially the gift from the queen mother." Ying Zheng followed Zhao Ji's words. At this time, Ying Zheng couldn't think of what kind of medicine Zhao Ji's gourd was selling.

"Okay, okay, okay, Zheng'er, how long has it been since you asked your mother for a gift, this time since it's Zheng'er and you want a gift, then my mother will definitely prepare it for you and give you a big surprise when the time comes " Zhao Ji laughed loudly, and her eyes inadvertently crossed Qingxi behind Ying Zheng.

Big surprise?Ying Zheng was instinctively skeptical about this.

"Empress Dowager, Xiangguo is asking to see you, saying that there is something urgent." This time, an internal servant reported from outside the palace.

"Lu Buwei, it's already this time, what is he doing here?" Zhao Ji asked suspiciously, but still motioned for someone to let Lu Buwei go.

"Maybe there is something really important," Ying Zheng said.

When Lu Buwei and Zhao Ji are connected, Ying Zheng, who has another memory, will naturally think of something bad, but now he can be sure that those messy things in his memory have not happened yet, because of this At that time, Zhao Ji didn't dare and had no chance to do whatever she wanted, because at this time she had a neighbor that she had to fear, the owner of Huayang Palace next door: the Queen Mother of Huayang.

Moreover, the current Xiangguo Lu Buwei, his power has not expanded to the extent that he dared to gossip with the Queen Mother. Now he is only the Xiangguo, not the power minister Lu Buwei.

"What can I do that even Lu Buwei can't solve, let him come back tomorrow." Zhao Ji said.

"The queen mother should meet Zhong's father, maybe he has something important to see the queen mother." Ying Zheng stopped him.

"Then let's see each other." Zhao Ji thought for a while, then nodded.

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