At night, Ganquan Palace is silent, only the cold wind that blows from time to time.

The moon is misty and the stars are dotted.

Zhao Ji, dressed in a red phoenix robe, was bored strolling in the garden in the Ganquan Palace, stopping in front of a tree and looking up at the tall and dense branches.

"Queen Mother, it's cold, you better go back early."

Liwu, who was arranged by Luo Wang to be by Zhao Ji's side, looked at Zhao Ji's thin dress and persuaded her.

During this period of time, he followed Zhao Ji at the moment of leaving the dance, and his relationship with Zhao Ji became more and more harmonious.

Although Zhao Ji, the empress dowager of Qin, has a somewhat chaotic life style, and from time to time she has to listen to the wall outside the dormitory, Zhao Ji's personality is actually quite good. At least in Ganquan Palace, Zhao Ji will never be harsh on the palace maids and chamberlains, and will reward them with a lot of things during the New Year's holidays.

And when she was alone with Liwu, Zhao Ji never had any shelf, but she treated Liwu as a sister, and shared her priceless dresses and fat powder with Liwu, like a pair of good girlfriends.

Although I have been taught these things about dressing up to seduce men since I was a child, I have never come into contact with such expensive dresses and fat powders, but I have only heard of them, and I have never even seen them.

Liwu, who has been trained as a killer since childhood, also really feels kindness from Zhao Ji's every move, which she has never even experienced.

But the killer's instinct still made her subconsciously wary of Zhao Ji's kindness, but Zhao Ji still treated her so kindly.

After a long time, Liwu finally raised his doubts in person.

"Why is the Queen Mother so good to me?"

"Because I want a sister."

Looking at the innocence on Liwu's charming and delicate face, Zhao Ji just shook her head lightly and whispered in Liwu's ear, as if she was inviting Liwu to become her sister.

Liwu nodded as if he didn't understand.

has been with Zhao Ji for a long time, and she also knows Zhao Ji's suffering.

is a well-known peerless beauty, but she was widowed early.

But after his biological son was in power, he was trapped in heavy government affairs and had no time to accompany him, and there was only that...... That stinky man will always enter the palace to accompany Zhao Ji, accompany her to relieve her boredom, and accompany her to relax, but after all, there are times when the stinky man is not by Zhao Ji's side.

Therefore, in Liwu's understanding, Zhao Ji is too lonely.

And those palace maids and chamberlains...... Obviously, it is impossible to accompany Zhao Ji, they don't even have the courage to raise their heads and look at the most noble woman in the Qin State, so they don't have to be too restrained.

Thinking about it like this, Liwu felt a little more sympathetic and understanding for Zhao Ji, and did not refuse Zhao Ji's invitation.

It's just that Liwu doesn't seem to have thought about one thing, the dignified Empress Dowager of Qin, what sisters do you need?

Zhao Ji nodded when she saw Liwu, and while a smile appeared in her eyes, a strange light flashed.

It's like the wolf grandmother who successfully tricked Little Red Riding Hood into her room!

She is weak alone, plus a detached words......

"Little thief, it's really cheap for you."

Zhao Ji secretly took a sip.

In the face of her sister's persuasion, Zhao Ji didn't care too much, just tapped her head and continued to walk towards the depths of the garden.

After taking the Giant Cockroach Neidan given by Zhang Ji, Zhao Ji's physique has also been greatly improved.

Originally, because of the perennial dancing and the hard life in Zhao Country in the past few years, Zhao Ji's physique was stronger than most women, and the Coiled Giant Worm Neidan gradually dissolved in Zhao Ji's dantian, was absorbed by the dantian, and converted into the original internal force in Zhao Ji's body, and scattered into Zhao Ji's limbs and internal organs.

According to Yang Qing, the son of the leader of the Fang Technician, although this internal force cannot be mobilized by Zhao Ji, who has not practiced martial arts, this internal force is improving Zhao Ji's physique all the time, just like cultivating external skills, ordinary cold and heat will not infringe on Zhao Ji's body at all, and those small disasters are not worth mentioning.

Therefore, Zhao Ji's physique at the moment is much stronger than that of a martial artist like Liwu who has only practiced internal strength, even if Liwu catches a cold, Zhao Ji will not be infected with the wind cold, and even Flame Lingji, a martial artist who has stepped into the first-class realm, may not be able to compare with Zhao Ji in terms of physique.

Seeing that Zhao Ji was so "humbly accepted and unchangeable", Liwu also followed Zhao Ji helplessly.

Whether it is as a "sister" in Zhao Ji's mouth, or as a personal guard arranged by Zhao Ji's side, she must follow Zhao Ji in case of accidents.

Although no one in the nations has violated the rule of "no assassination of the king and killing the driver" over the years, Liwu will never be brainless enough to gamble on the morality and benevolence of the enemy country.

Born in a net, although she still retains the innocence of a girl, she is not a holy white lotus.

Suddenly, Zhao Ji stopped under a tree.

It was a plum tree, and Zhao Ji stretched out her slender jade onion fingers and gently stroked the delicate and white plum blossom like snow.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, illuminating the whole land. The silvery moonlight sprinkled in the garden, reflecting the white plum blossoms more and more white, pure and sacred.

Smelling the elegant fragrance of plum blossoms, Zhao Ji's thoughts gradually drifted away and became sad.

Zhang Ji hadn't come to see her for more than half a month, and he hadn't even been to the Qin Palace.

Don't you dislike her for being old and yellow, liking the new and hating the old?

Zhao Ji stood under the plum tree and looked at her reflection on the lake.

Zhao Ji's skin under the moonlight is crystal clear, like congealed fat, which can be broken by blowing, and the black and beautiful green silk is scattered on her shoulders, soft and beautiful.

It's just that the reflection on the surface of the lake, the pair of phoenix eyes as bright as autumn water, are full of melancholy.

Zhao Ji sighed lightly and slowly sat down on the stone bench by the lake.

Liwushu stood beside him and looked at Zhao Ji silently.

She is accustomed to Zhao Ji's appearance.

On weekdays, Zhao Ji is always elegant and noble, the Empress Dowager of Qin, who is high in the eyes of others, but Zhao Ji will show a little melancholy from time to time.

Liwu knew that this was Zhao Ji thinking about that stinky man.

People are like this, they were originally alone, but they could also endure the lonely life in the luxurious and noble giant cage of Ganquan Palace.

But when a warm and free light shines into this cage, it can no longer endure the original loneliness.

And Zhang Ji is the warm and free light that belongs to Zhao Ji.

However, Liwu did not go to comfort Zhao Ji.

Because Zhao Ji will recover quickly every time and return to her original graceful and luxurious appearance.

As expected, after a while, Zhao Ji adjusted her emotions.

In fact, Zhao Ji understands that Zhang Ji is not disgusted with her, and she also knows that Zhang Ji has been entangled by his wives and concubines in the past half a month.

The reason is also impeccable, inheriting the incense for the Zhang family and leaving heirs, just like Yingzheng who is about to go to the front line these days.

It's just that, if she can, she also wants to give birth to an heir for Zhang Ji, just like the loving couple in this story who are white-headed and old together.

But she also knew that none of this was possible.

It is already a kind of luck for her to meet Zhang Ji, how can she expect to live like an ordinary couple?

Not to mention the ...... children Wait, give Zhang Ji a baby, it seems to ...... It's not impossible?

Zhao Ji's phoenix eyes with bright red eyeshadow wandered, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she pursed her moist red lips.

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