There is silence up and down in the Child's Mansion, and occasionally the autumn cicadas that have just entered the winter can't help but call one or two, the voice is hoarse, the breath is like a gossamer, and it has been called a midsummer, and it has already been hoarse, but it is still reluctant to leave the treetops, which makes people feel pity when they listen to it.

In the dormitory of the childe Ji Tu, the pleasant bead curtain sounded all afternoon.

Zheng Ji, who was flushed, had her head resting on Ji Tu's strong arms, curled up in Ji Tu's arms as gently as possible, thinking that it would be too late to go back, afraid that Zheng Zhaogong would see the clues, and she wanted to get up several times, but she was hugged by Ji Tu's solid arms and couldn't move.

Zheng Ji, who was strongly uneasy in her heart, raised her head, stretched out her arm to lift the corner of the purple bed curtain, the sky was dark, and she looked back at Ji Tu's handsome face, full of satisfaction and happiness after passion, and was looking at her pleasantly.

Zheng Ji couldn't help but bend her head and put a dragonfly on Ji Tu's sexy lips, this action stimulated Ji Tu's fiery desire, and when she was about to act, Zheng Ji hurriedly attached herself to Ji Tu's ear and stopped.

"Beauty, you're so bad, you're flirting with your son! I don't know that the weather is dry and dry right now, and even a spark can cause a raging fire? Ji Tu said that he wanted to show Zheng Ji his majesty again.

Zheng Ji looked shy, and was afraid of provoking the fire, so she hurriedly covered her eyes with her hands and said softly: "Son, the time is really not early, and if the concubine doesn't go back, I'm afraid it's not easy to explain. ”

"Beauty, you are so beautiful! Ji Tu's soul has been taken away by you, and I really can't bear to let you leave! ”

Ji Tu said and stretched his face, pouted and pretended to be angry, what a good-looking man looks charming when he looks coquettish.

Zheng Ji didn't dare to look at it, for fear of touching a certain nerve again, so she quickly sat up, turned her back to Ji Tu, wrapped her fingers around her black and beautiful hair, and said coquettishly: "The concubine's name is Xiaoya, don't call the beauty in the future, let the subordinates hear it and cause trouble."

Ji Tu also sat up, stretched out his arms, and hugged Zheng Ji's delicate body tightly from behind, rubbing her into his broad chest, accompanied by heavy breathing, a low sound came out of his throat.

"Alright, my Xiaoya! Promise me that tomorrow as soon as my brother goes to court, I will send someone to pick you up. ”

Zheng Ji turned her head sideways and covered her mouth to eat and smiled, "Is Childe so anxious?" ”

"Who told you to hook your soul like this, this son doesn't want to be separated from you for a moment." Ji Tu said, his hot lips imprinted on Zheng Ji's white and tender neck.

Zheng Ji was worried about staying any longer, looking at the situation, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to leave for a while, so she quickly broke Ji Tu's hand, kissed Ji Tu back tenderly and sweetly, and said softly: "Okay, the concubine really should go!" Promise you, as long as Zhao Gong goes to court tomorrow morning, the concubine will come to Gongzi, and there is no need to send someone to pick it up, it will be too eye-catching......"

Ji Tu let go of the arms that hugged her, and watched her put back the clothes that she had taken off one by one, and said reluctantly: "Okay! What Xiaoya said also makes sense, then wait for you tomorrow, come early! ”

After Zheng Ji cleaned up, he called Qiu Ping to take the sedan chair arranged by Gongzi Ji Tu back to the palace.

Watching Zheng Ji's sedan chair go away, Ji suddenly wiped his mouth, squinted his eyes, and showed a meaningful smile, which seemed to be very different from the enthusiasm just now, and the reason for it was probably only known to him.

The sedan chair trembled, her thoughts were long, Zheng Ji's heart was surging, but she was full of sorrow.

If you want to ask Zheng Ji, as a bride and the queen of a princely state, why did she dare to do such an unethical and rebellious thing?

Things have to be seen from two aspects, Zheng Zhuang Gong has four sons under his knees, and the eldest son Ji Hu succeeded Zheng Zhuang Gong as Zheng Zhao Gong. His character is cowardly and indecisive, unassertive, and hesitant in case of problems, but he is diligent in state affairs and believes that diligence can make up for his clumsiness.

And Song Ya, the princess of the Song Kingdom, is beautiful and moving, lively, outgoing, enthusiastic and unrestrained, originally deeply admired by Du Huan, the son of a minister of the Song Kingdom, Song Ya also has a soft spot for it, just when the two wanted to cultivate a hundred years of good, but encountered unfavorable state affairs.

Song decided to marry Zheng Guo and married Song Yayuan to Zheng Zhaogong, the monarch of Zheng Guo.

It was a helpless move for her to marry Zheng Zhaogong with hatred, but Zheng Zhaogong not only had a mediocre appearance and a cowardly personality, but most importantly, he seemed to be inhumane.

Why do you say it seems? Just because when he first got married, Zheng Ji was already resentful of him, and saw that Zhao Gong was submissive in front of him and had no manly spirit, so he deliberately refused when he spent candles in the cave room, but he didn't expect him to really sleep with clothes all night.

For this reason, Zheng Ji was so angry that she didn't want to deal with him at all. Later, Zheng Ji thought to herself that she was also the queen, and there was an old saying that marrying a chicken with a chicken, marrying a dog with a dog, and marrying a wood had to be carried away, so she didn't continue to be petty.

One day, she persuaded Zhaogong to have a few glasses of wine, and she was half pushed and half done.

Although it was a husband and wife, Zheng Ji's heart was even more panicked, as disgusting and uncomfortable as swallowing half a fly.

It's just because that Zhao Gong is really hard to describe...... It's like half a bowl of porridge, it's better not to eat it, but it's even hungrier if you eat it......

Eh, it's a silver-like pewter head, you know.

Zheng Ji regretted it very much, now she is not a daughter, but she can't enjoy the joy of fish and water, and since then she has no passion for Zheng Zhaogong, and secretly despises him in her heart, and finally understands why his harem does not have three palaces and six courtyards.

If this matter is replaced by other women, at least the identity of the queen is still the dream of many women, but a woman like Zheng Ji with outstanding appearance, bewitching figure, and coquettish in her bones is not only attractive to men, but also tempted, which is destined to attract countless heroes to bend their waists.

And how could she be willing to be lonely? After all, the courtyard is a little deeper, and the palace walls urge people to grow old, rather than die lonely like this, she would rather someone "bloom and be straight, and don't wait for no flowers and empty branches." ”

However, as a woman of the king, how many people dare to think crookedly about her? Even if they have crooked thoughts, there are even fewer who dare to take action.

Therefore, Zheng Ji chose to take the initiative, and Ji Tu, the son who is handsome, jade-wooded, humorous, and talented, really couldn't resist her peerless appearance, and naturally became her first target.

Suddenly, the sedan chair stopped, which also interrupted Zheng Ji's train of thought, she raised her jade arm to lift the corner of the sedan curtain, saw that she had arrived at the palace, put down the sedan curtain, and couldn't help but gently pat her cheeks that were a little stiff due to contemplation.

The maid Qiu Ping lifted the sedan curtain to help Zheng Ji get off the sedan chair, and when Zheng Ji walked down from the sedan chair, Zheng Zhaogong had already appeared in front of her.

In fact, when the sedan chair first entered the palace, Zheng Zhaogong behind the window lattice had already seen that it was the sedan chair on his second brother Ji Tu's mansion, and only waited for the sedan chair to be carried away, and then he walked to the door to greet Zheng Ji.

Seeing Zheng Ji coming gracefully and gently, Zheng Zhaogong greeted him enthusiastically.

"Madame is back! But went to the back garden to enjoy the flowers? ”

As Zheng Zhaogong spoke, Zheng Ji was looking down at her feet and raising her legs up the steps, she didn't notice that Zheng Zhaogong's gaze was falling on her white neck.

A mass of crimson, an obvious kiss mark, was particularly eye-catching on the neck that was as white as porcelain.