On the third pole of the day, Zhang Ji finally completely recovered his strength, and just wanted to turn over and get up to stretch his waist, but the upper body that was supported was directly pulled back by a force from his arm.

"Sleep a little longer, what are you doing so early?"

Zhang Ji shook his head slowly, Zhao Ji is really still the same Zhao Ji, she didn't pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, she is still the little woman in her bones.

He gently stroked Zhao Ji's cheek and said softly: "Queen Mother, the sun is three poles, if the king comes up to meet ......"

"The king has already come."

A soft voice came from outside the red gauze tent, and through the gauze tent, a tall and slender figure could be seen, which gave people a feeling of peaks and mountains gathering and waves like anger at a glance.

A slight gleam flashed in Zhang Ji's eyes, and his gaze fell on the woman who spoke.

"The slave maid was diagnosed and treated by Mr. yesterday the Queen Mother, and she was in pain, and she never slept late at night, so she lit a sleep incense, and then fell asleep soundly, so she did not wake up on the three poles of the day."

"Shhh

Suddenly, Zhang Ji's waist hurt, and Zhao Ji's sharp phoenix eyes glared at Zhang Ji, and that look seemed to say that you actually dared to peek at the beauty in front of me.

Zhang Ji shook his head helplessly, Zhao Ji is really a little woman, although she also has some insight and overall view, but there are not many, and they come and go.

Zhang Ji gently patted Zhao Ji's hand and signaled Zhao Ji not to be a demon first. How could he be staring at this woman like this because he was interested in seeing it? He was still a sage, and he behaved like this only because he had some impression of the woman in the red gauze tent.

And the people who can make Zhang Ji have some impressions are at least not ordinary people.

Zhao Ji still has some brains, after all, there is suddenly a strange woman in her bedroom, which naturally needs to be worthy of her vigilance and precautions.

It's not that Zhao Ji can remember all the palace maids in Ganquan Palace, it's just that Ganquan Palace was executed by her the day before yesterday A large number of palace maids related to Chang Yu were executed, and there were not many palace maids left.

Moreover, this woman, whether it is appearance or temperament, is not something that an ordinary palace maid can have, if there is such a different palace maid in Zhao Ji's palace, how can she not have half an impression?

What's more, the clothes on this woman's body are not the uniform palace maid clothes in the Qin Palace, and it is obvious that she is not a real palace maid at all.

After putting on his clothes and pants, Zhang Ji gently lifted the red gauze tent and really saw the woman's appearance.

The woman wore a dark purple off-the-shoulder dress, the long skirt was slim, clinging to the woman's fair skin, outlining the proud curves. And the woman's appearance, the charming face is fair and smooth, and the eyebrows are dotted with butterfly patterns.

From appearance to temperament to figure, on the whole, although it cannot be compared with Zhang Ji's wives and concubines and Zhao Ji on the couch behind him, she is definitely a beauty.

It's just that for Zhang Ji, the temptation is not great.

Because, again, this is a charming beauty.

There is the majestic and domineering Zhao Ji, the salty and sweet tides, the flame Lingji full of youthful atmosphere, the soft and sticky Tian Mi, and the soft and delicate Hu Meiren, just these five charming women in Zhang Ji's back house have their own characteristics, which is enough to crush the woman who just exudes a charming and moving temperament.

However, although he was not so interested in the woman herself, Zhang Ji was curious about her appearance here and helping Zhang Ji and Zhao Ji coax Yingzheng away.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be called Liwu?"

Zhang Ji sat on the bed and asked with interest.

"Yes, Lord." Liwu's body trembled slightly, obviously a little apprehensive about the name "Liwu".

If it weren't for the fact that it happened to be called Liwu, she wouldn't have been targeted by Qianzhi at the beginning, and planned to use it as a "Liwu" in Ba Linglong. And later, Chang Yu also set his sights on her and wanted to take possession of her.

"She's your retainer?"

Zhang Ji's shoulders sank, a soft touch came from his arm, and Zhao Ji's lazy voice sounded next to Zhang Ji's ears.

Facing the departure dance that knew about the relationship between her and Zhang Ji, Zhao Ji was not so restrained, but directly wrapped her neck around Zhang Ji, put her chin on his shoulder, and swallowed the fragrance of Rulan.

"Not yet."

It's no wonder that Zhao Ji thinks so, because the title of "lord" is often the honorific title of the retainer and the guest to the host, so Zhao Ji subconsciously regarded Liwu as Zhang Ji's retainer.

And Liwu called Zhang Ji the main one, just because she was a net killer, and Zhang Ji had become the leader of the net.

Zhang Ji lowered his head and pondered for a moment, obviously his appointment as the leader of the net was only communicated within the net, and even Zhao Ji, who was in charge of part of the power of the net, did not know about it.

Of course, it is also possible that it was just because Zhao Ji had just woken up, so he did not communicate with the net killer who was responsible for delivering the news.

"I am a subordinate of Your Excellency Occult Sun, and she ordered me to stay by the Queen Mother's side from now on in case of accidents." Liwu bowed to Zhao Ji, and then explained to Zhang Ji, "Your Excellency Occult Sun asked me to bring a message to Mr. ”

"Your Excellency Occult Sun hopes that Mr. can be measured, don't fail the ancestors' aspirations, and don't lose the queen mother's sincerity, let alone the Qin State."

After leaving the dance, he bowed slightly again, and then left the dormitory without looking back.

It's not that she has anything urgent, it's just that there is a smell of heather inside, and in order to minimize the leakage of sound, the windows and doors are also closed, and a smell permeates Zhao Ji's room.

But Zhang Ji looked at the charming and charming back when he left the dance, but he was not a little surprised, but he was not afraid of it.

The so-called ancestral ambition is to help the Qin State unify the rivers and mountains. And Ying Zheng's entrustment and Zhao Ji's truth.

The occult was a warning to him.

Luo Wang already knew about his relationship with Zhao Ji, and instead of exposing it, he helped cover it, this series of behaviors was obviously not so simple kindness, but to hang a sword that would fall at any time above his head.

Today's Qin State needs to be stable.

In addition, a Zhang Ji who is controlled by the handle is obviously more trustworthy than the original.

However, no matter what kind of attitude Luo Wang has, Zhang Ji must leave.

Staying in Ganquan Palace for a day and a night plus a morning is really a bit arrogant.

"You're leaving?"

Zhao Ji looked at Zhang Ji, who wanted to pull his hand out of his arms, but the arm that became more and more slippery after being moisturized not only did not let go, but tightened.

A look of worry appeared on Zhao Ji's face, although she had verified Zhang Ji's intentions for her in the morning, she was still a little reluctant to let Zhang Ji leave.

"Don't make trouble, if you don't go out again, the king will really know what happened between me and the queen mother." Zhang Ji helplessly propped Zhao Ji's pretty face off his shoulder.

Zhao Ji bit her red lip and looked at Zhang Ji, looking pitiful, and there was still a little crystal in her phoenix eyes.

Although Zhao Ji was also very tired, and even her legs were a little swollen and sore, Zhao Ji, who was wrapped in red tulle socks, still got out of bed and wanted to keep Zhang Ji.

When it came to separation, after all, I was still a little worried that Zhang Ji would eat dry and wipe clean, pat his ass and leave.

After all, Zhang Ji is indeed very much in line with her preferences, sensible and obedient, and has not really ...... for many years Now stirring up the wind and rain, Zhao Ji can't help but feel a little bit of marrow.

The lips were connected, and there was a soft and sweet taste, although Zhang Ji took the initiative to lean over, but it was Zhao Ji who attacked frantically, stirring, and devouring, as if he was going to suck up all the water in Zhang Ji's body.

But the time was indeed a little too late, so Zhang Ji had to push Zhao Ji away slightly, and said softly: "I will come to accompany you from time to time." ”

After a gentle kiss on the corner of Zhao Ji's bright and delicate lips, it was a lot of entanglement, and Zhao Ji was willing to let go of Zhang Ji and leave.

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