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71. Chapter 71

"Azheng, I'm fine, it's just a false alarm." I smiled at him and tried to speak calmly. If we were to confront him here, I'm afraid Lao Ai wouldn't jump over the wall.

Seeing that I was fine, Ying Zheng turned to look at Lao Ai and asked, "So the Marquis Chang Xin is also here?"

"I have seen your Majesty." Lao Ai took a step forward and raised her hands to Ying Zheng to answer.

Ying Zheng sneered coldly and said: "Marquis Changxin is so polite that he comes to the queen mother's house so early to congratulate her."

Lao Ai said without changing her expression: "When I came to leave the palace, your Majesty was chatting with the Queen Mother, so I came to the side hall to wait. I didn't want to meet the Queen Mother who sent someone to help the girl here. I wanted to see if I could help.

, then follow."

Listening to Lao Ai's explanation of the reason for his appearance here, I couldn't help but snort in my heart.

Ying Zheng did not continue to pay attention to Lao Ai's words. He turned around and cupped his hands to the Queen Mother and said, "Queen Mother, Qingchi is slightly ill. I will take her back to the palace first and come to visit the Queen Mother another day."

We sat in the carriage. Ying Zheng held my hand, tied up my messy hair, put the hairpin on me again, held me in his arms, sighed and said, "Qingchi, you have been wronged."

"Azheng, I'm really fine, don't worry." I turned to look at him, trying to give him a comforting smile.

"Qingchi, I feel even sadder when you are like this. In fact, I know everything." Ying Zheng hugged me tighter and whispered: "The relationship between Lao Ai and his mother is extraordinary. He used her to interfere in political affairs, and he used her mother to intervene in political affairs, and he also used his mother's power to intervene in political affairs.

Check and balance with Prime Minister Lu."

I didn't expect that he would talk to me about Lao Ai, so I had no choice but to listen to him in silence: "Qingchi, one move can affect the whole body. I'm waiting for the opportunity!"

I opened his fist that was clenched in anger, kneaded it gently to relieve its stiffness, then clasped it with my five fingers, and said softly: "Well, just do what you plan in your heart, I believe you will succeed!"

Then hug him tightly.

Ying Zheng sighed, "Qingchi! No one knows me better than you!"

According to what I saw in Zhiyang Tower, Lao Ai was originally a street scoundrel in Xianyang City. As the Queen Mother increasingly favored and valued him, she became more and more arrogant.

After he became a marquis, he took over Henan, Taiyuan and other places. The rewards he received were extremely generous, he gathered his own party members, and there were many guests and thousands of servants in the mansion.

All matters in Yongcheng were decided by him, and all matters in the palace were decided by him, no matter how big or small. After years of management, he established a huge power and was another powerful political force after Lu Buwei.

***

On the last day of the Spring Festival, Ying Zheng accepted the blessings of princes, generals and ministers in the main hall of Xianyang Palace, while I stayed in my room.

Should I leave immediately? This thought kept lingering in my mind, and I looked out the window, trying to find an answer.

Li Qingchi was just a stranger who strayed into this time and space. Because of his inexplicable concern for Ying Zheng, I once again stepped into this land more than 2,000 years ago.

At first, I pretended to turn a blind eye or ignore Ying Zheng's excellence and his tenderness towards me, because I was afraid to face this strand of love that should not appear.

The emotional explosion on New Year's Eve, this strand of love rushed out like volcanic lava, unstoppable, swallowing us up, but should we just let it develop like this?!

Ying Zheng and I will have no future! Not to mention the world view, the outlook on life has a cultural generation gap of more than 2,000 years. Even if I think of my father in modern times, I will eventually leave.
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