The empty Lanchi Palace, the tulle dances in the wind.

A pretty woman reclining on the soft couch, with a graceful posture, one hand supporting her chin, black and white eyes looking at Zhao Jia lazily, because of the lying position, she can even see the ravines in front of her like an abyss, full of things white flowers, hot eyes, Zhao Ji doesn't care about this, and even swayes her legs from time to time, as if teasing a little boy who doesn't understand anything.

The main hall is not lit, and soft sunlight shines through the large windows in the southwest.

Inside, the maid had already retreated, and even Zhao Gao was no longer here, leaving only Zhao Jia and Zhao Ji.

As for the reason, it is naturally because of Zhao Jia's sentence "A quiet environment is more conducive to creation".

Zhao Ji is also willful, not worried about Zhao Jia's misdemeanor at all, waved his hand, and let everyone retreat, one lying on the soft couch, posing in this charming posture, tempting a young man with strong blood, she seems to want to see Zhao Jia show his ugliness

Zhao Jia accepted all of this, it seems that if you dare to show it, I will dare to see it, and it is natural that the painting will not be in vain during the period.

It's artistic.

However, compared to the full nudity of the modern West, Zhao Jia prefers this kind of half-concealment and half-concealment, which feels really wonderful.

Zhao Ji noticed Zhao Jia's unruly eyes, and her lazy beautiful eyes blinked, and she couldn't hear any tone: "Just now, the mourning family said that you were a good child, but now it seems that you are not as well-behaved as you seem on the surface, and the mourning family has never seen such a bold and unreasonable gaze as you." ”

"The foreign minister is painting for the Queen Mother, so he naturally needs to look at the Queen Mother's face and body."

Zhao Jia paused with the pen in his hand, looked at Zhao Ji calmly, and said softly: "As a foreign minister, I naturally know the identity of the Queen Mother, and the difference between dignity and inferiority should not show this demeanor, but the identity cannot hide the fact that I am a man and the Queen Mother is a woman."

When a man sees a beautiful woman, he will naturally show admiration.

What's more, the beauty of the Queen Mother is really rare in the world! ”

"You don't have to worry about the mourners gouging out your eyes."

Zhao Ji got up slowly, staring at Zhao Jia with beautiful eyes, and her tone suddenly became cold.

Zhao Jia said with a serious face: "The minister is just telling the truth, if the queen mother feels that she doesn't like it, she can punish me at will, but before that, the minister wants to finish this painting first." ”

“…… Oh, the mourning family doesn't know if you're really stupid or fake stupid~"

Zhao Ji was silent for a moment when she heard this, then smiled and said.

In these years, it was the first time she had seen someone dare to speak like this in front of her, and she looked at her like this, she was the queen mother of the Qin State.

Zhao Jia looked at Zhao Ji with burning eyes, and said seriously: "If the Queen Mother wants the minister to treat the Queen Mother with the courtesy of the Queen Mother, you can make it clear that right now, the Queen Mother is just a beautiful and incomprehensible woman in the eyes of the foreign minister, and the foreign minister wants to try her best to depict this beautiful scene." ”

With that handsome and unparalleled face and that serious expression, it is really impossible to find anything wrong.

"Woman ......"

Zhao Jimei's eyes moved, to be honest, she hadn't known what it was like to be a woman for a long time.

At this moment, a small voice suddenly came from outside the hall.

"Lu Xiangguo, the Queen Mother is inconvenient to ...... now"

"Get out of the way!"

As an old and low voice sounded, Lu Buwei directly pushed open the door of the hall and strode into it, as casual as if he was returning to his own home.

Zhao Ji heard the movement, and did not tidy up the clothes on his body, his eyes looked at the figure walking slowly in the distance, until the other party came to him, and then said coldly: "Lu Xiangguo forcibly broke into the dormitory of the mourning family without passing the word, can he be guilty?" ”

"The minister has major national affairs that need to be reported to the Queen Mother, so his words and deeds are a little restless, and I hope the Queen Mother will forgive her sins."

Lu Buwei bowed and said lightly, and at the same time glanced at Zhao Jia in the hall, and was a little surprised in his heart, when did this eldest prince of Zhao Guo get involved with Zhao Ji, it seemed to be very good

He looked Zhao Ji up and down, and suddenly snorted coldly:

"It's the Queen Mother, as the Queen Mother of Qin, when she is the mother of the world, she should pay attention to her words and deeds."

"Lu Buwei, what do you mean by this!"

Zhao Ji's face instantly turned cold, staring at the bad old man in front of her, and said in a cold voice, she heard the meaning of Lu Buwei's words, the yin and yang weird tone, she couldn't understand it.

Lu Buwei actually suspected that she was raising male pets, if she really had this thought, why wait until today.

"The minister just reminded the Queen Mother, and didn't mean anything else."

Lu Buwei's expression remained unchanged and said lightly.

Zhao Ji said angrily: "Why do you need to remind the mourning family, it should be Lu Xiangguo who should pay attention to words and deeds, don't forget, the mourning family's politician is the king of the Qin country!" ”

"Naturally, the minister has not forgotten."

Lu Buwei said calmly, and then looked at Zhao Jia: "The old man and the queen mother have national affairs that need to be negotiated, and the old man will go out first." ”

"No!"

Zhao Jia gave up his hand in response, and the soles of his feet were oiled and left, not daring to harden Lu Buwei at all.

In the current Qin State, there is no difference between Lu Buwei wanting to pinch him to death and pinching him to death all the time, even if he is the eldest son of Zhao State, this identity does not bring him the slightest sense of security at all.

Should be cowardly or cowardly.

Lu Buwei glanced at Zhao Gao and others, and said indifferently: "You guys also go out!" ”

Everyone responded and walked out of the palace obediently with Zhao Jia.

Not long after the few people left the palace, there was a noisy sound inside, and the movement was not small, but unfortunately, the distance was too far to hear the conversation between the two clearly.

The most important thing is that Zhao Gao is looking at him.

Zhao Gao said slowly: "Childe, that's all for today's painting, you should go." ”

He was a kind reminder.

Zhao Jia's body board is too brittle, and the matter between Lu Buwei and Zhao Ji, he is easy to crush himself if he is a little involved.

"I'm sorry for you to give this painting to the Queen Mother."

Zhao Jia handed a half-finished painting to Zhao Gao, then bowed slightly, turned around and left.

Zhao Gao took the painting, glanced at it and was attracted by a sentence on the painting, his eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but look at Zhao Jia again, he was a little confused about what Zhao Jia's true purpose was.

Is Zhao Jia really just simply bold?

Act recklessly?

Zhao Gao pondered for a moment, silently folded the painting, put it into the cuffs, and then stood quietly in place.

About a cup of tea.

Lu Buwei strode out of the palace, his face was a little gloomy, and he didn't seem to have received a satisfactory answer from Zhao Ji's side.

With Lü Buwei leaving.

Zhao Gao turned around and entered the palace.

Now.

Zhao Ji stood in place with an ugly face, her eyes full of grief and resentment, and at this moment, Zhao Gao handed over the painting.

"Queen Mother, this is what Gongzi Jia handed over to the slave maid before leaving."

Zhao Ji frowned, and glanced at Zhao Gao, who was speaking out of place, how could she have the heart to look at any painting now, she was so angry with Lu Buwei that she wanted to strangle this old thing, but she had nothing to do with this old thing, and even had a trace of hope in her heart.

A woman always needs a man to rely on, even if she resents him.

However, Zhao Ji still reached out and took the painting handed over by Zhao Gao, opened it and glanced at it, but at a glance, she was attracted by a poem on the painting.