Zhao Ji looked at the water stains on Zhang Ji's black clothes, and even many of them splashed on Zhang Ji's face, she simply washed Zhang Ji's face, and couldn't wait to find a crack to get into.

She...... What the hell is she doing!

"Mother, mother, are you alright?"

There was the sound of Ying Zheng outside the temple door, only to hear a bang, and the palace door was pushed open by Ying Zheng.

It's not that Yingzheng is reckless, it's that the shouts inside are easy to cause misunderstandings.

Although Ying Zheng believed in Zhang Ji, he really couldn't hear this kind of sound that was easy to misunderstand, so he pushed the door in.

When Yingzheng pushed the door open, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Because Zhao Ji was sitting on the soft collapse at the moment, facing Zhang Ji with her feet, letting the wet Zhang Ji on her body hold it in the palm of her hand, and there was a dumped tea cup on the ground on the side.

"Sir, Mother...... What are you? ”

Although he felt a little strange about Zhang Ji's behavior of holding Zhao Ji's feet, and Zhao Ji's face was red, it was easy to think that Zhao Ji and Zhang Ji were doing something while he was away, but Ying Zheng still noticed that Zhang Ji and Zhao Ji's clothes were very neat and did not look messy.

You know, the clothes of this era are not like later generations, one set can be worn in.

Not to mention Zhang Ji's black clothes, Zhao Ji's phoenix robe is divided into various components such as inner skirt and outer skirt, and dressing is even more troublesome, if there is no palace maid who is familiar with this way of dressing to serve by the side, even if two or three palace maids serve Zhao Ji at the same time, it will take a moment to put on this crimson phoenix robe.

Zhang Ji naturally couldn't be familiar with the way Zhao Ji's phoenix robe was dressed, and Zhao Ji and Zhang Ji had not been alone for a moment, obviously nothing like that happened just now.

"Your Majesty, the minister is massaging the Queen Mother." Zhang Ji sighed helplessly, and pointed to the acupuncture points on the soles of Zhao Ji's feet that had been pressed red by Zhang Ji, "These acupoints are beneficial to the recovery of the Queen Mother's body, plus the minister has sent a certain amount of internal force to the Queen Mother's body to stimulate it, there will be a certain tingling sensation." The Queen Mother thought it was...... I couldn't bear the pain a little, so I accidentally knocked over the tea cup on the table and splashed the tea on my minister's body. ”

Zhao Ji saw that Zhang Ji had once again relieved her, although her head was still a little immersed in the pleasure of Fang Cai, but as the queen mother of the Qin State, she still reacted quickly.

"It's rudeness on my part, I really didn't expect two acupuncture points...... It can make people feel so ...... Pain. ”

But in Ying Zheng's eyes, this is Zhao Ji a little embarrassed.

After all, anyone who accidentally spilled the tea of the doctor who treated his head disease, or the junior who nominally regarded him as a nephew, would feel a little embarrassed.

Therefore, Yingzheng completely put his mind at ease.

"Sir, might as well lighten the force a little, what do you think?"

"No, sir's strength, it's appropriate, it's great."

After Zhao Ji said this, her face became more and more embarrassed, as if she could drip blood, and she couldn't help but curse herself in her heart, how shameless and debauched she was to say such a sentence in front of her own Zheng'er.

But Ying Zheng never thought about it anymore, after all, Zhang Ji was his confidant and friend, and Zhao Ji was the mother who raised him with hard work, he had already doubted the family and friends who were the most important to her now, how could he doubt them again?

And a person like Yingzheng, once he decides who to trust completely, then his trust is difficult to shake.

The historical Ying Zheng decided to believe in his younger brother Chang'an Jun Cheng Chan, and sent him to support Meng Fu and Zhang Tang who attacked Zhao State, and handed over a large army to Cheng Chan, until Cheng Chan finally killed the general wall who stayed behind in Tun, and did he believe that Cheng Chan really betrayed him.

The same is true of Zhao Ji later, although it is not clear what angle Zhao Ji stood in that rebellion, Yingzheng still trusted his mother until the end, until his mother broke with her for the sake of her two children.

However, Ying Zheng, who has a character that will never doubt once he really trusts, is also prone to becoming extreme if he is betrayed by someone he trusts...... And the people Yingzheng trusted the most in his life all betrayed him, and it is no wonder that he was wary of the world later.

Of course, even if Ying Zheng finds out what happened to him and Zhao Ji in the future, it doesn't hurt, because neither he nor Zhao Ji betrayed Ying Zheng, with Ying Zheng's tolerance, as long as it does not endanger Ying Zheng's interests, it will not attract Ying Zheng's resentment, at most it is a temporary dissatisfaction.

And as Yingzheng left this palace, Zhao Ji could no longer support her delicate body and fell backwards.

That sense of pinnacle is from the inside out, Zhao Ji would have been unable to support it for a long time, if it weren't for Yingzheng suddenly coming in, Zhao Ji would have fallen long ago.

However, the expected feeling of coldness and hardness on the wooden floor did not come. Although it was still a little awkward, it was a hot solid chest, not a cold and hard floor, and Zhao Ji realized that she had fallen into Zhang Ji's arms.

Zhao Ji raised her head and looked at Zhang Ji's handsome but masculine white face, and her heart was complicated.

Since Zhang Ji has a wife and concubine, he must not be a "child" who doesn't understand anything, just now her accident, Zhang Ji obviously understands what is going on.

Immersed in embarrassment and shame, Zhao Ji didn't react immediately that she fell into Zhang Ji's arms.

"Auntie, you are so beautiful, so beautiful that I am fascinated and intoxicated."

Zhang Ji wrapped one hand around Zhao Ji's slender waist, and the other hand gently stroked Zhao Ji's smooth and white cheeks, as if he was comforting a lover who had just been frightened.

"Let ......" Zhao Ji just wanted to scream, but he couldn't help but glance at the palace gate and reprimanded in a low voice, "You are presumptuous, I am the queen mother of the king, and the queen mother of Daqin, you dare to tease even me!" ”

At this moment, Zhao Ji couldn't see anywhere.

Although she doesn't understand politics so well, and her vision of people is not very good, but for men's minds, except for a certain Chang Yu who uses psychedelics in violation of regulations, Zhao Ji definitely dares to say that she understands it thoroughly.

Previously, she regarded Zhang Ji as a nephew and a confidant and friend of Ying Zheng, so naturally she didn't speculate and take precautions, thinking that Zhang Ji was wholeheartedly treating her, but when Zhang Ji said this, she also understood.

Her loss of honor just now is all in Zhang Ji's planning.

And Zhao Ji, who saw Zhang Ji's true purpose clearly, was also vigilant against Zhang Ji.

According to her previous temperament, she should have called the guards to execute Zhang Ji, but ...... I remember the feeling of being at the top just now...... She seems to be a little reluctant suddenly?

No, she's by no means reluctant, she's not a bewitching slut who is anyone's best, she's just ...... It's just that I don't want my political son to just rise to power, and with the initial strength to fight against Lu Buwei's old thing, he will lose his henchmen.

Compared with the safety and interests of Zheng'er, as well as the great cause of the Qin State, he suffered some grievances...... It's nothing.

Well...... I'm all doing this for the sake of politics.

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