He no longer leaves the palace, no longer plays around, no longer invites actors to perform acrobatics in the palace. The fox fur all over his body is smooth and meticulous, and he is casually destroying flowers and plants.

If you weren't angry, wouldn't you be able to go out and play as usual?

Before she could secretly rejoice, the smile on Ying Zheng's face subsided and he sat next to her and said, "There are rumors in the market that I am a bastard, my father Zhong is my biological father, and my father Zhong is my biological father. Taotao feels that I am a bastard."

Well, do the widow and Father Zhong look similar?"

Baitao was slightly startled. She had heard a lot of rumors, but she didn't expect that the invincible man was also concerned about this matter.

That's right, mortals care about the inheritance of bloodline, and who doesn't want to find out about their own life experience.

But he really doesn't look much like his father.

He has a straight nose and thin lips, deep eyes, and sharp-edged coldness. He is the kind of aloof and strong person who is afraid of being hurt when people who are not familiar with him approach him.

His father, Ying Zichu, was much more approachable. After spending more than ten years in the Zhao Kingdom, Ying Zichu still developed some simmering depression.

When I returned to the Qin Kingdom, I was constrained by the Queen Mother Huayang, and she could not open my mind at all. As a result, my temperament was pulled out by thin threads, making it look like it was not broken.

The so-called appearance comes from the heart, this is what it looks like

Not too similar.

Baitao felt that he didn't want to ask about something that didn't look like anything. After all, anyone with a discerning eye could see it.

She thought for a moment and said: "Even the book says that stray pills stop in a moment, and rumors stop in a wise man."

After that, she whispered in his ear, "Maybe Brother Zheng, you are more like your great-grandfather."

"I heard from the people in the palace that King Qin Zhaoxiang's battles made all the countries frightened. Brother Zheng, your achievements will not be any worse."

"Sometimes strength is also a way to prove oneself. A person is better than a person who is good at it. Brother Zheng, you will definitely be stronger in the future."

The girl tried hard to search for the poems and essays that she had memorized in recent days to persuade her, and a series of sweet words came out of her lips.

Ying Zheng caressed and played with her delicate jade fingers, not knowing what he was thinking in his deep eyes, "Before you want to achieve great things, I must first take charge of the government."

Baitao's eyelashes trembled slightly: "Brother Zheng, you still have several years before you can wear a crown and a sword."

"Many things cannot be accomplished overnight." His narrow eyes held ink that could not be melted away. "What happened will become the first stepping stone on the road to self-government for a few people."

Baitao: "Huh?"

"I want to go to Tunliu and put down the Chengjiao Rebellion personally. I want not only my father Zhong to see, the six countries to see, but also the soldiers of Great Qin to see that I am the only one they can loyal to, your king."

There was an unstoppable sharpness between his brows, and Baitao didn't try to persuade him, "Okay, when will you leave, brother Zheng?"

"I will be with General Wang Jian the day after tomorrow. Father Zhong has no reason to stop me."

"Uh-huh."

Ying Zheng held her in his arms and patted her, "I want Taotao to send me to the battle."

"all right."

Baitao agreed wholeheartedly. After all, she didn't just eat and work, so it didn't hurt to give her away.

"Well, I have to dress up Taotao before going to the battle," he said.

"What to dress up for?"

Baitao was curious and looked at him with a pair of autumn eyes. Ying Zheng reached out and folded a gorgeous flower in full bloom and pinned it to her temples.

I saw a girl with emerald hair on her temples and cherry lips, soft and delicate.

She clenched her fist and hit him again, "Okay, Brother Zheng, are you using my head as a vase?"

Ying Zheng's handsome face with eyebrows drawn in ink came close to her and gave her a peck on the corner of her mouth.

"It's so beautiful, it would also look good as a vase."

"That's right, who is good-looking if I don't look good?"

Baitao automatically ignored the second half. She also liked to hear others praise her beauty. The fox's tail almost turned up when she heard this, "No, I will arrange flowers for you too."

She casually folded a big red flower and pinned it on his temple.

After parting with the soft flowers, the condensed angle of Ying Zheng's jaw dissipated, and he appeared to have an indescribable face, as beautiful as jade, with a myriad of charms.

Even the most famous young master in Xianyang City would not be as ecstatic as him.

Baitao's eyes flashed with surprise, and she said, "Brother Zheng wears flowers, he looks good too."

Ying Zheng also let her fiddle.

He raised her chin again, kissed her delicate lips, and said seductively, "As long as Taotao kisses her, I can give Taotao a hairpin to play with on my head."

But it was just a kiss, and she wanted to prick his head more than kiss him.

Baitao took the bait and said, "Okay, I'll give you a hairpin, but don't move around yet."

How could Ying Zheng not move? He bent down and grabbed her head, sucking it down.

"Damn it, I told you not to move." All the flower branches in Baitao's hands fell to the ground, splashing a piece of flower mud. Their lips were touching each other, and she moaned from the kiss, and lay softly on his shoulder.

.

After all, Ying Zheng did not kiss deeply, he only tasted it briefly, as if he still retained the layer of restraint between them.

He looked at Bai Tao, who was squinting her silky eyes in his arms, and his pupils darkened: "Taotao."

"Hmm, are you done kissing?" Baitao said lazily and coquettishly, turning her belly, "If you keep kissing me anymore, I will fall asleep."

Ying Zheng: "."

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