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Chapter 41 The other party wants to play with him

The empty hall was interspersed with bright red gauze curtains.

Zhao Gao, who had a head of enchanting red hair, stood in front of Zhao Jia, his hands slightly folded together, giving him a somewhat gentle look, but when his eyes were slightly condensed, he gave people a chilling and dangerous look, especially

This feeling was extremely obvious when I was watched by him.

His observation was quite keen... but Zhao Jia had a look of astonishment on his face, then smiled and said, "I don't know him, but I feel an inexplicable sense of intimacy."

He said it very naturally because he was really cordial.

No matter how you say it, Zhao Gao is also the main villain described in the original work, and it doesn't matter if he is not "friendly".

The moment he said these words, Zhao Gao also had a look of surprise on his face. He obviously did not expect that Zhao Jia would say this. He paused and said slowly: "I should have never met the young master before. Where did the young master come from?"

Friendliness?”

Friendliness?

This was the first time in so many years that he heard such words, which made Zhao Gao's calm state of mind a little disturbed, and many memories that had been suppressed deep in his heart surfaced one after another.

Because Zhao Gao was once a native of Zhao...

Zhao Jia pretended to think for a moment, then shook his head, a kind smile appeared on his young and handsome face: "I don't know, maybe this is the so-called eye connection."

"The master has promoted his servant."

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Zhao Gao's expression returned to normal. He bowed respectfully to Zhao Jia to express his gratitude. Then he raised an arm and reminded: "The Queen Mother is in the palace. When the young master sees you later, please don't talk nonsense. Even if you see him, he will not speak nonsense."

Or if you hear something, you only need to pretend to be deaf and dumb."

"Thank you. I understand."

Zhao Jia responded, holding the painting tools, and followed Zhao Gao towards the palace.

As for the chamberlain who brought him here, he is not qualified to go deep into this palace. In Xianyang Palace, chamberlains, eunuchs, etc. all have serious hierarchies. If you are not careful, your head will fall to the ground lightly. After all, there is never a shortage in this world.

Something more painful than death.



The main hall of Lanchi Palace is very large, which Zhao Jia felt was a bit outrageous. Even the Forbidden City in later generations seemed a lot smaller than it.

Huge golden pillars stand among them, supporting this magnificent and cold palace.

Zhao Jia followed Zhao Gao for a while before stepping into the depths of the hall. The layout and decoration here became more and more gorgeous. Even the ground was covered with a layer of something similar to a blanket. Stepping on it was like stepping on clouds.

Soon a soft image covered by a gauze curtain came into view.

On it, a figure with voluptuous curves is lying on its side. The looming picture has an unspeakable charm.

There were several maids standing on both sides, waiting on him.

Zhao Gao took a step forward, lowered his head respectfully, and said softly: "Queen Mother, the eldest son of Zhao State, Zhao Jia, has arrived."

"I saw it."

Queen Mother Zhao Ji remained motionless, lying on her side, and said lazily: "Xiao'er said that your self-created painting skills are amazing and have never been seen before in the world. The Ai family is very curious, what exactly is it?"

His painting skills can be praised so much, can you demonstrate it for the Ai family?"

"Zhao Jia has met the Queen Mother."

Zhao Jia took a step forward, bowed his hands, and said modestly: "What Mr. Chang'an said is a bit ridiculous. Although my own painting skills are strange, they are far from world-class."

"I've seen your painting of Aijia, and it's really good. Let's use this painting technique to paint a painting for Aijia."

Zhao Ji was obviously not interested in playing word games with Zhao Jia, so she waved her hand and said lazily.

After all, she called Zhao Jia here just to kill time. Living in the palace all year round, she was too lonely, empty and cold.

As the Queen Mother of the Qin Kingdom, there were fewer and fewer things that aroused her interest.

Every day is extremely boring, so naturally I want to have some fun.

That's all.

Not coming out?!

Zhao Jia saw that Queen Mother Zhao Ji had no intention of getting up, nor did she say a word to remind her. She bowed her hands and, under the gaze of everyone, walked to the table aside and sat down, taking out the paper and charcoal she had brought.

, he drew based on his memory. With his current memory, it is not difficult to remember someone.

Especially a woman like Zhao Ji is hard to forget with just one glance. There are always some women in this world that are hard to forget.

Zhao Jia is not a face-blind person.

He didn't look at Zhao Ji, but Zhao Ji looked at Zhao Jia.

I have to say that this eldest son of the Zhao Kingdom is indeed very handsome and handsome.

She remembered the son of the former Queen of Zhao, and his appearance inevitably reminded her of her days in Zhao. However, compared with the hostility from the Zhao people, the abandonment of Lu Buwei and Qin Yiren was more shocking.

What she hates most.

Now, his son has gradually become just like his father.

Only power remains in his eyes.

Thinking of this, a sneer and disdain appeared on the corner of Zhao Ji's mouth, as if she was despising some people. After a moment, she looked at Zhao Jia playfully. She was curious about how Zhao Jia would paint without seeing her. Maybe

Before long, the other party will be unable to control the uneasiness and anxiety in his heart and show some awkward and ugly behavior.

That scene must be very interesting.

Zhao Ji is looking forward to it.

In her opinion, all men in the world are the same, including her son, who are willing to abandon everything for power.

Do you really think she doesn’t understand these men’s thoughts?

How could Zhao Jia not notice Zhao Ji's prying eyes, and even guess the other party's little thoughts?

The other party wants to play with him!

Most of these resentful women in the palace hate men extremely, not to mention Zhao Ji's experience, which destined her to be both longing for and resentful towards men.

Cravings are physical factors.

Resentment comes from experience.

When Lu Buwei was still in good health, her affair with Lu Buwei not only retaliated against Qin Yiren but also satisfied herself. It could also consolidate her position and help Ying Zheng secure the throne. However, as Lu Buwei aged, Zhao Ji just passed her thirties.

How can my young body be satisfied? Even my mentality is gradually distorted by the emotions of love and hate.

Lu Buwei is Zhao Ji’s nominal first love!

This can also explain why she will be as crazy as Lao Ai later, because she is a bit crazy herself.

Especially when Lu Buwei sent Lao Ai to her.

The subtext already regards Zhao Ji as a slut who can be married to anyone.

Zhao Ji was once given to Qin Yiren by Lu Buwei. Now, as the Queen Mother of Qin, Lu Buwei actually "gives" her to another man. You can imagine this feeling.

Do you really think Zhao Ji can’t find a man?!

Men these days don't know how to figure out a woman's mood, or even think about it, especially a man like Lu Buwei. Women are always accessories, and power is everything. He thought that Zhao Ji would not look for trouble after having Lao Ai.

, but never thought about how terrifying it would be after he made a woman go to extremes.

Poor woman... Zhao Jia was busy painting, while at the same time analyzing Zhao Ji's psychology and emotions.

It's hard to guess a woman's mind.

But when it comes to matters between men and women, women are sometimes extremely simple.

ps: There are still three updates. This part is more difficult to write, so it’s a bit slow.


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