Zheng Ji heard the meaning of Zheng Zhaogong's words, as if he had noticed something, and suddenly secretly sweated in his heart.

"The widow still has some political affairs to deal with, Madame, rest early!"

Zheng Zhaogong got up and put on a thin coat and walked towards the study.

Zheng Ji was lying on the bed alone, thinking carefully about Zheng Zhaogong's words, it was obvious that he saw the problem, why didn't he say it directly? Is it laissez-faire, is it conniving, or is it trying to get away with it?

Eh, I have a headache, I don't want to think about it, I don't want to think about him, how do I think about it, I still think my Ji Tu is better.

But as soon as he thought of Ji Tu's handsome appearance and humorous conversation, Zheng Ji's soul was hooked away.

No matter how smart a woman is, once she falls in love, her IQ will basically go to zero, and she will have long forgotten all those morals and ethics, not to mention whether she has the ability to distinguish the truth of the other party's affection.

When Zheng Ji first lay on the bed, she looked worried, thinking about it, and went to sleep with a hint of a smile.

The next day, Dongfang just dew the belly of the fish, Zheng Ji just woke up from the dream, Ji Tu's figure came to mind again, remembering yesterday's agreement, I couldn't help but feel excited.

Zheng Zhaogong, who stayed in the study all night, changed his clothes and prepared to go to court when it was dark.

As soon as Zheng Zhaogong's front foot left, Zheng Ji immediately got up to change clothes and wash on his back foot, dressed herself up very beautifully, and didn't even have time to eat breakfast, only brought her maid Qiu Ping, and couldn't wait to go out.

Outside the side door of the appointment, but did not see the carriage waiting for her, Zheng Ji couldn't help but feel a little lost in her heart, stretched her neck in the direction of Gongzi's mansion and looked forward to it, just when she was in a dilemma, someone hugged her waist from behind.

She was so frightened that she was excited, and when she looked sideways, it turned out to be Ji Tu.

Zheng Ji's cheeks suddenly turned crimson, and the little rabbit on his chest suddenly rushed forward, both surprised and happy, he was flustered for a while, his eyes swept around, and he lowered his voice and begged: "Hurry up and let me down, let people see that this is okay?" ”

The maid Qiu Ping turned her back in a playful manner.

"My little beauty, you want to die Ben Gongzi, don't be afraid, this early in the morning, how can anyone see it!"

Saying this, although Ji Tu looked reluctant, he still put Zheng Ji down.

Zheng Ji had a tender and sweet look on her face, and said delicately in Ji Tu's ear: "Didn't you say yesterday that the concubine would go by herself, why did the son come in person?" ”

"My son missed you all night last night, and he didn't sleep, you see, his eyes are bloodshot."

Ji Tu put his face in front of Zheng Ji's eyes, Zheng Ji believed it, and opened his eyelids seriously and looked at it carefully, Ji Tu suddenly turned his head sideways and kissed her delicate red lips directly.

Qiu Ping, who had just turned around, blushed with shame, and quickly turned around.

On this day, Zheng Ji stayed in Ji Tu's Gongzi's Mansion for a whole day, and it was not until the first day of the lanterns that he left the Gongzi's Mansion and returned to the palace.

When Zheng Ji returned to the palace, he found that Zheng Zhaogong was not in the palace, and his uneasy heart relaxed a little.

If you don't want people to know, you can't do it unless you do.

A scene of passion staged at the back door of the palace in the morning, in fact, did not escape Zheng Zhaogong's eyes, this morning he deliberately got up early, pretended to go to the court, and then slipped to the back door to hide, as expected, he saw the scene he didn't want to see.

Gritting his teeth with hatred, with the current situation, Zheng Zhaogong Ji could only knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

Later, above the court, he didn't listen to what the ministers said, and his mind was full of Gongzi Ji Tu and his beautiful and bewitching wife, the two of them hugged each other, and I was a passionate picture.

When Zheng Zhaogong saw this scene, like other normal men who were cuckolded, he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and he was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe in pain.

But what could he do?

He knew what was wrong with his body, and he knew why so many of his brothers had lost their lives, and he didn't want his hands to be stained with blood, and he didn't want the palace to be defiled by those filthy things.

Therefore, after learning from the pain, Zheng Zhaogong chose to be silent, knowing that her body and mind had left him, in order not to let himself be embarrassed to meet Zheng Ji, he deliberately avoided it, and he had been reading books and reviewing in the Jiyue Hall until late, and then naturally slept there.

In the Yiyue Palace, Zheng Ji tossed and turned, her heart was very entangled, she knew that it was definitely wrong to do this, but when she thought of Ji Tu, the man who made her both physically and mentally excited, she suddenly found that she seemed to love the physical pleasure he brought to her more than his person.

Thinking about it like this, she felt guilty about Zheng Zhaogong, but if she was asked to cut off contact with Ji Tu from now on, it seemed that she couldn't do it at all, because as long as she calmed down, she would want to be with him, and the feeling of scratching her heart with a hundred claws was very torturous, and it was really contradictory.

Ji Tu's enthusiasm and boldness, Zheng Zhaogong's retreat and cowardice, prompted Zheng Ji to sink completely, as long as the two of them meet, just like dry wood meets fire, upside down is indispensable, Zheng Ji has even been bold enough to start not returning at night, and the deformed ambiguous relationship between the two has continued to maintain for a long time.

In the blink of an eye, in the middle of winter, on this day, the sky was gloomy and gray, like a pot upside down, it seemed that the tall trees in the distance had penetrated the clouds, the cold wind was biting, and by noon, the wind that had been blowing for two days was a little lighter, and the sky began to drift goose feathers and heavy snow.

After a while, the ground was like a bed of soft cotton wool, which made people want to step on it but were reluctant to step on it, and the rooftops, treetops and distant mountains were all white.

The slaves and maids, who were so cold that they didn't even dare to open the windows, couldn't suppress their excitement at this moment, and sneaked into the snow, or opened their hands to catch the snowflakes, or picked off the leaves full of snow and pinched them in their hands to take a closer look.

The snow is very white and cold, as if it can really purify people's minds, and it seems that looking at the snow scene can relieve fatigue, can make people forget their worries and sorrows, and make people who are not happy become happy.

Outside the Childe Mansion is a northern scenery, but inside the window is full of spring.

The charcoal fire in the brazier is blazing, and occasionally there is a "crackling" sound of flames, which warms the house. Ambergris in the incense burner is emitting a faint fragrance.

Zheng Ji, as usual, reclined in Gongzi Jitu's arms, and drank a few hot wines.

"Childe, the snow is falling so heavily, I'm afraid it's too late to walk, so the concubine will go back early today."

Zheng Ji sat up straight from Ji Tu's arms as he spoke, and called softly, "Qiu Ping!" ”

"It's because of the snow that Xiaoya can't leave." Ji suddenly held Zheng Ji's shoulder with a strong hand, and took her into his arms.

Qiu Ping, the maid in the outer room, opened the door a small crack in response, she had the previous embarrassing experience, she always lowered her head when she entered the door, and her eyes never left her toes. Zheng Ji and Ji Tu liked this very much, and Ji Tu specially rewarded her for this.

"The slave is here, what does the lady command?"

"Autumn ......"

Zheng Ji's lips were lightly opened, and as soon as he spit out a word, he was blocked by Ji Tu with his sexy hot lips.

After a while, Ji suddenly removed his lips and said to Qiu Ping, who still didn't dare to raise his head: "Your wife is saying that it is snowing and cold today, and there is nothing for you here, go down and rest!" Today you will sleep with the slaves and maidservants of this son's house. ”

"No, the slave and maid are retired!"

Although she kept her head down, the ambiguous atmosphere in the room was really smoky, and Qiu Ping retreated with a red face and closed the door.

However, when Zheng Ji woke up the next morning, she was so shocked that she almost jumped out of bed.

The person who slept next to him was not Ji Tu, who had been with him for months, but a strange man with a rough appearance.