"..."

Gong Ziying didn't know whether to believe it or not, and sighed: "He is truly an extraordinary person."

Baitao also nodded silently in his heart.

Of course, they are not human.

The official ship was approaching, and the torches on it were soaring into the sky, and their reflections on the water had the smell of flowing water in a ditch.

Gongziying looked at the sailboat that was gradually approaching the shore, and waved, "Gongziying, Baitao is here!"

The officers and soldiers above were whispering to each other.

"Quick, slow, steady the ship, steady the rudder, dock!"

"yes!"

Anchor chain thrown.

When the two officers and soldiers finally found their whereabouts after searching for most of the night, they let out a long sigh and went into the cabin to report to the King of Qin.

They bowed their heads and knelt down and said: "Report to your Majesty, Miss Baitao and Young Master Ying have been found. They are unhurt and safe. They are now boarding the cabin!"

Under the oil lamp, Ying Zheng was looking through the bamboo slips. When he heard this, his face was cold and his eyes were deep. He was nineteen years old and arrogant, but he was neither showy nor showy.

"go out!"

The officers and soldiers looked at each other, a little confused.

It seems that your Majesty doesn't care about Miss Bai Tao, but if you don't care, why do you send two official ships and three thousand officers and soldiers to search for her all night long?

But as a subordinate, it is not easy to speculate on the king's intention, so he has to hand over his hand and say, "Yes!"

Just as they were about to go out, Ying Zheng suddenly sat up.

He has slanting sword-shaped eyebrows and long and narrow eyes with sharp black eyes. When he sits up like this, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and a majestic figure of eight feet and six inches, he looks like an arrogant falcon standing above thousands of people, with extraordinary momentum.

"Go and have a look."

The two officers and soldiers stagnated in their steps, thinking to themselves that they were lucky to be walking slowly.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse outside. The Wei River in the evening was like a bright mirror, and more like the Milky Way in the sky rushing away. The mast of the official ship had lost its head.

When Baitao and Gong Ziying stepped onto the boat, they looked around and saw no sign of Brother Zheng. They felt that he couldn't be away, so they called for an officer and asked, "Where is your Majesty?"

The officers and soldiers haven't answered yet.

Young Master Ying's voice was as gentle as jade, "Miss Baitao, why are you here? Your Majesty is diligent and takes care of everything. Maybe you are reviewing official documents and memorials in Xianyang right now."

The officers and soldiers said: "Your Majesty is in the cabin. I'm afraid you don't know what time it is now. It will be dawn in an hour and a half."

So late?

Baitao's heart skipped a beat, remembering that not long ago she had sworn to her brother Chaozheng that she would never go back so late again. Now not only was it late and delayed, but she also delayed until almost dawn.

It's over, it's over.

She lifted up the hem of her skirt and ran inside quickly.

Unexpectedly, I bumped into a tall figure head-on, and a familiar aura hit my face. It was faint, deep, and aggressive.

She rubbed her nose, took a step back, looked up at Ying Zheng's handsome face that seemed to be dripping with thick ink, and said: "Brother Zheng... Zheng."

Ying Zheng's thin lips pressed into a line.

Only when you know you are wrong will you show kindness. If you are not caught in the wrong place, picking it up and shaking it is completely treasonous.

"It's so late, do you still know to come back?"

Baitao: Aren't you the one who brought me back...

Although this was true, Baitao knew that she didn't want to say this. She tugged on his sleeve and said, "Of course I know he's back. If I don't come back, where else can I run."

Ying Zheng looked down at her. The girl's eyelashes were curled up, and the ends of her eyes were slightly raised. She was wearing a satin dress embroidered with gold and hundreds of butterflies. She was thin and fragile. He stood in front of her, and even her shadow was completely covered by him.

This is very true to say.

His voice became softer, as if snow had melted away, "Let's talk about it after we return to the palace."

Baitao breathed a sigh of relief.

Young Master Ying said at the right time from behind: "Your Majesty, this matter has nothing to do with Miss Baitao. I invited Miss Baitao to swim in the lake. I lost my balance and fell into the river. Miss Baitao sacrificed her life to save me. This caused the delay so late.

I am willing to bear all the blame."

As he spoke, he lifted up his clothes, lowered his head and knelt on the board of the boat.

Because he was kneeling on the ground, he completely missed Junshang's frozen expression.

Baitao moved her ears. Seeing that the situation was not good, she grabbed Ying Zheng's hand and walked into the cabin, "I was wrong. You listen to me first and don't get angry easily."

"Not angry." Ying Zheng ignored Gong Ziying and strode into the cabin.

He sat down and picked up a bamboo slip, propped up his leg with one hand, his eyes were dark and deep, like the bottom of an invisible ancient well, "Emotions and anger cannot be expressed in color, let alone you sacrificed your life to save the young master, why should I be angry?"

"Are you really not angry?"

He lowered his eyes and turned over the bamboo slips: "No."

"You still said you didn't have it." Baitao took out the bamboo slips in his hand and changed the direction. "You've even knocked down the bamboo slips. Do you like to read them upside down?"

Ying Zheng put down the bamboo slips, got up and left.

Baitao knew that he was holding back a lot of anger, and immediately stopped him with his arms around his waist, "It's really wrong, don't ignore me."

"What was the last oath you swore?"

Last time...

Baitao thought for a while and said, "I said if I don't find anyone when I come back late, I will be struck by lightning."

"Boom--" "Boom--" "Boom--"

Just after I finished speaking, the muffled thunder rolling in the sky was like rolling on the roof of the ship, and then there was a crackling sound like the sky was falling, and it fell on the ship's deck.

Baitao: "...."

God is so disrespectful.

Ying Zheng covered her ears and hid her little face in his arms, "Don't swear such a strong oath."

Baitao said gloomily: "I really didn't expect to break my promise at that time."

"You didn't take it seriously." Ying Zheng pulled a fur-edged coat from the side that she often wore and put it on her body. "It's cold in spring, so you came here to go boating on the lake with Young Master Ying."

"The spies of South Korea and Zhao are busy at the border of Qin. If you fall into the hands of another country's spies..." He pursed his lips, "If the young master falls into the lake, you will not be the one to rescue him."

While listening to his sermon, Baitao nodded solemnly, "You can save it, you can save it, you really can't save it. I won't dare to do it next time. I promise, it's really a ten thousand guarantee."

Ying Zheng knew that he was pouring water again.

But for her, and for herself, whether it's planning the court or running the country, she is her weakness that she can't do anything about.

He could only pat her on the back and said, "It's been a day of fun, let's take a rest."

Baitao also felt sleepy, but she was wrapped in his body temperature breath, and her whole body was tired. She hummed: "I can't walk anymore, I need to be hugged."

Ying Zheng put his hands on her slim waist and picked her up like a child, not shying away from the officers and soldiers with their heads lowered around her, as well as the young master Ying who was kneeling on the ground after exiting the hatch and did not dare to get up.

Gongziying looked at the girl on top of him and understood everything in an instant.

The sourness and bitterness filled his chest, like exploding juice, and he lowered himself to the ground and said, "Long live your Majesty."

The rolling green hills in the distance were wetted by the rain and were the color of dark ink falling on the rice paper.

The rustling spring rain shook the iron horse under the eaves, creating a chilly atmosphere.

Ying Zheng straightened his nose and thinned his lips in a stern arc. He held the sleeping Baitao in his arms, followed by several servants, making solemn footsteps in the silent Qin Palace.

Amidst the misty rain, a burly chamberlain walked out from the front. He was Zhao Gao.

Seeing the returning King of Qin, Zhao Gao hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, Queen Mother Xia's sky collapsed in the middle of the night."

The death of Queen Mother Xia means that the situation in the palace has suddenly changed, and the arrogant Jun Chengjiao of Chang'an will forever lose his protective umbrella.

Ying Zheng paused, and the cold wet vapor smeared on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, adding a bit of frost. He handed the white peach in his arms to Zhao Gao, "Take her back to the house."

Unexpectedly, the girl in his arms was half asleep, with her eyes closed, holding his arms uneasily, and her voice was as thin as a newly weaned kitten, "Brother, don't, don't leave me."

Ying Zheng looked at her quietly, the cold wind in the distance was still blowing the forest tops, seemingly endlessly.

He held the delicate girl in his arms again and planted a kiss on her smooth forehead. "It's not advisable to rush things. We'll discuss it tomorrow."

Zhao Gao was stunned: "Yes, Your Majesty."

*

The next morning, the heavy rain was still falling.

Baitao was teased by the palace maids early in the morning, allowing them to put on plain clothes, plain hairpins, plain bracelets, everything was plain.

A charming and charming fox beauty was suddenly dressed up as the scheming Xiao Bailian.

Baitao looked at herself in the bronze mirror and fell silent.

"The Empress Dowager Xia died, my little mistress knows that." Rui'er put two small white flowers on her satin-like temples, "My mistress, as the adopted daughter under the care of the Empress Dowager Zhao, she should go through all the etiquette.

"

Queen Mother Xia, Ying Zi Chu’s biological mother, Ying Zi Chu’s father’s concubine, Ying Zheng’s grandmother, and the leader of the Korean faction.

Baitao knew the relationship between this and asked, "Where is brother Zheng?"

"Your Majesty is still in court. The Queen Mother Xia is not a direct relative after all, and she cannot be dismissed from the government because of this." Rui'er stuffed a silk handkerchief for her and put it in her hand, "My little master, it has been smeared with Sichuan peppercorns. I will cry when the time comes.

You have to cut it a little more when you eat it.”

Baitao: "...."


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