Qin Shi: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

Chapter 158

When Yang Ming was looking at Zhao Ji, Zhao Ji was also looking at Yang Ming. Zhao Ji was no stranger to Yang Ming. After all, it was difficult for Zhao Ji to change.

But Yang Ming is different to Zhao Ji. Yang Ming was only 16 years old when he first came to Xianyang, and it has been more than a year now. a big change.

Looking at Yang Ming in front of her, Zhao Ji couldn't help but think of the scene when she first came to Ganquan Palace. At that time, she was not in a good mood, and on a whim, she walked to the Qilin Pavilion inexplicably, which she had never heard of before. past place.

There, she meets an interesting teenager.

He has grown a lot taller than when we first met.Zhao Ji thought to herself, she has pretty eyebrows and eyes, heroic yet sunny, not so aggressive, and her hair is also very beautiful, um, dark and dense.

Then Zhao Ji didn't know what she thought of, her face blushed slightly. In her sight, Yang Ming was already eight feet tall. Under the battle armor was a strong body, but he didn't look burly. A reasonable sense of strength, if you are thinner, you will appear thin, and if you are fatter, you will appear too 'burly'.

Meeting Yang Ming's gaze, Zhao Ji subconsciously moved her gaze away, but then she seemed to have thought of something, and she stubbornly straightened her neck, showing a little more stubbornness in her expression.

"Kneel down." After Yang Ming and Zhao Ji were silent for a long time, Zhao Ji took a deep breath, almost causing the red dress without a belt to split, grasping the majesty that belonged to the queen mother, and even deliberately lowered her voice , in order to demonstrate the irresistibility of his command.

What's wrong with this?Yang Ming looked at Zhao Ji suspiciously, wondering for a while what this queen mother who was always out of tune was thinking.

Yang Ming's hesitation fell into Zhao Ji's eyes, and she became something else completely. Zhao Ji, who thought she was ignored by Yang Ming and offended her majesty, couldn't help feeling a little discouraged, but thinking of what she saw last night, Zhao Ji raised her momentum again: "Kneel down!"

Yang Ming subconsciously wanted to roll his eyes. At this moment, he barely understood what Zhao Ji wanted to do. However, what did Zhao Ji go through to become so bold all of a sudden?

Seeing that Yang Ming still didn't intend to kneel down, Zhao Ji was a little anxious for a while: Why didn't the plot follow Aijia's design, this?

Thinking of this, Zhao Ji clasped her round toes to the ground, took a few steps forward quickly, and pressed towards Yang Ming with some menace: "Kneel for me..."

In Zhao Ji's desperation, she even forgot the word Aijia.

However, this time before Zhao Ji finished speaking, Yang Ming really knelt down.

Looking at Yang Ming, who was so close to her, breathing on her soft belly, Zhao Ji subconsciously wanted to back away, but the stubbornness in her bones and the renewed rebellion made her stabilize her body. stature.

"Bend down." Zhao Ji ordered.

At this time, Yang Ming, who had seen Zhao Ji's true thoughts, followed Zhao Ji's thoughts. The moment Yang Ming bent down, a pair of white and tender feet were completely presented in front of her.

"Yuanli is not feeling well today, so you will be the servant of Ai's family temporarily." Zhao Ji raised her foot and stepped on Yang Ming's shoulder and said.

Hearing Zhao Ji's voice, Yang Ming raised his head subconsciously. At this time, Zhao Ji stepped on Yang Ming's shoulder with one foot. At the end of Ming's line of sight, a small curtain formed.

All of a sudden, what catches Yang Ming's eyes is the thrilling color... Zhao Ji's color.

Zhao Ji never thought that Yang Ming would straighten up suddenly, she staggered in shock, her foot that was still stepping on Yang Ming's shoulder had slipped to the floor, her body only took a slight step forward, but But let Yang Ming own a world.

"Ah?" The touch of her lower abdomen made Zhao Ji flustered, she couldn't care less about the majesty of the Queen Mother, she frantically lifted her clothes, pushed Yang Ming away, and was about to run away with her skirt in her arms.

It's just that Zhao Ji didn't realize that she was really too flustered. She pulled up the hem of her skirt just to push Yang Ming away. When she pushed Yang Ming away, she should put it down, but she forgot, Gu Tou He fled in a hurry regardless of the tail.

Looking at the back of the red dress, the righteousness in Yang Ming's body tended to boil.

Which young man can resist the temptation in front of him.

Zhao Ji jumped into the bath, wanting to restore her agitated blood, but she forgot that water is hot water, even if it is hot water that can be used for bathing, but when it touches her body at this time, it feels It fueled the flame burning in the blood even more.

What is Aijia afraid of?Why is Aijia afraid of him?Zhao Ji placed one hand on her heart, thinking back to herself just now, she couldn't help but feel a feeling of embarrassment turning into anger.

You're so stupid, you don't usually look very shrewd, and when you're with the startled salamander, you don't see that you are so dull, why do you look stupid in front of Aijia.Zhao Ji, who sank herself into the water, complained, only thinking that Yang Ming was so stupid that there was no cure.

Suddenly, Zhao Ji Yuanyuan's ears twitched slightly, and then the muscles in her spine couldn't help but tense.

She heard footsteps, now she and Yang Ming are the only two people in this hall, who does the footsteps belong to?The answer is self-evident.

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Yang Ming walked to the bathing pool step by step, looking down at Zhao Ji in the pool.

She stood in the water, with many crystal drops of water on her skin, unconsciously stroking her long hair with one hand, leaning slightly, showing a natural and elegant posture.

The ultimate in charm is also a kind of natural elegance.

Her skin is like a baby, white and rosy, as if water would overflow if pinched, no roughness can be found on her knees or feet, and her long black hair is floating on the water surface, vaguely covering her face. The face, the black eyes are covered with a layer of mist.

Her other hand was in front of her.

At that moment, Yang Ming thought of a sentence: They will float.

Zhao Ji didn't look back, but she knew that Yang Ming was standing behind her.

She knew that after today, many things would never be the same again. Although she had prepared for it a long time ago, and she was not an innocent girl, she was still at a loss when things came to an end.

"I'm terrified." Behind Zhao Ji, Yang Ming's voice sounded.

"If you escape now, there is still time." Zhao Ji said coldly.

"I can escape, but my heart cannot escape." A pair of wide palms had already landed on Zhao Ji's shoulders.

"You?" Zhao Ji subconsciously pressed Yang Ming's palm on her shoulder.

"I'm very scared, you are the queen mother after all." Yang Ming said.

"You are from the Ai family, who dares to touch you?" Zhao Ji raised her head and looked up at Yang Ming, her expression was full of arrogance and domineering, but Yang Ming saw a stern look between Zhao Ji's eyebrows.

"But I'm also very happy." Yang Ming continued.

"Because Ai's family is the queen mother?" Zhao Ji sneered. When Yang Ming showed a cautious and apprehensive attitude, Zhao Ji regained her confidence instead of the nervousness and fear just now.

"No, because you are my little aunt." Yang Ming leaned down and whispered in Zhao Ji's ear.

"You? Hmm..." Zhao Ji suddenly couldn't continue, and subconsciously bit her lip.

Her weakness was caught by Yang Ming.

……

A ray of sunshine woke Yang Ming up from his nap. All the beauty before was like a dream. Only the woman sleeping peacefully beside him made him feel that all this was true.

The afterglow of dusk spilled on the bed through the curtains, the fluffy long hair like dark clouds scattered on the snow-white shoulders, and the exquisite face was faintly visible.

Yang Ming couldn't help but parted her hair, and kissed her lightly on the forehead.

Zhao Ji moved her lips, uttered a few raving words, murmured something, and refused to wake up.

After a long time, when Zhao Ji woke up from her sleep, she met Yang Ming's smiling eyes, blushed and quickly closed them, and finally opened them slowly.

Zhao Ji thought of all the things before, and there was a kind of shyness in her heart that only girls can have.

Thinking back, Zhao Ji turned her gaze from the bath to the floor, then to the bath again, and finally landed on the soft couch beneath her.

Zhao Ji suddenly realized that she seemed to have lost, but she also seemed to have won.

As a girl from Zhao State, she already had outstanding dancing skills, and later learned a little martial arts. Her physical strength was not bad, but she was killed and defeated.

Yang Ming sat up straight, stroked Zhao Ji's round cheeks, and said with a smile, "The Queen Mother is fine!"

Zhao Ji couldn't help biting him lightly, and hurriedly said: "No!" But she felt Yang Ming's change again, and now she just wanted to hang up the waiver card.

Yang Ming touched his forehead, "Mistake, mistake!"

Tianshuang moved his whole body vigorously, eliminating the flame that seemed to want to rekindle.

Only then did Zhao Ji feel relieved, and said: "We should go!" But she felt that her voice was hoarse, and she couldn't help being a little surprised, did she have a cold?

Yang Ming pressed against her forehead and said with a smile, "It's no wonder you didn't have a hoarse voice like you did before!"

Zhao Ji's face turned red, but she was a little worried, "Is Aijia very..."

Thinking of the past, which was far beyond her original imagination, made her a little worried, afraid of being underestimated by him.

But Yang Ming said resolutely: "It's all my fault, it has nothing to do with the Queen Mother." There was a smile on his lips as he spoke.

Zhao Ji thumped him with a red face and said, "You can blame others if you don't."

Yang Ming pinched her chin and said, "But you, Queen Mother..." Yang Ming raised his eyebrows as he spoke, the meaning was self-evident.

Zhao Ji was so ashamed that she bit Yang Ming's hand hard.

(End of this chapter)