A woman's clothes are like a man's armor. Armors can give men the courage to face thousands of troops, while a woman's clothes can give women the courage to face men.
Just like Zhao Ji now.
Zhao Ji, who put on her clothes again, was no longer a kitten who looked extremely lazy because she had enough food and drinks. She had turned into a hideous tiger in the empress dowager's suit.
"You are very brave." At dusk, from inside to outside, Zhao Ji, who was transparent all over, faced the afterglow of the sunset, told Yang Ming beside him.
"Does the Queen Mother want to say that I am so arrogant?" Yang Ming, who only felt light all over, asked.
"Isn't it? You said, how should the Ai family punish you?" Zhao Ji turned around and looked at the boy in front of her who had dated her skin not long ago.
"I will listen to everything, the Queen Mother." Yang Ming, who knew what Zhao Ji wanted to listen to, said in a very good manner.
"What if the Ai family let Ji enter the palace and stay with Ai family as an eunuch?" Zhao Ji said coldly and quietly.
"That won't work." Yang Ming shook his head repeatedly and said, "Who is the eunuch of this era? Of course, Yang Ming knew that as a man, although he didn't have to care about being able to get many knives, there was only one kind of knives that could never be beaten, even if there was only one knive.
"The Ai family is the queen mother. The Ai family's words are to punish orders. Do you want to resist orders?" Zhao Ji said in a stern tone with a pretty face.
"I don't have the courage to resist the ranks." Yang Ming said.
Zhao Ji's expression was a little slow when she heard this. Of course, she didn't really want Yang Ming to be an eunuch. Even if Yang Ming was willing, she couldn't bear to let her go. She just wanted to test Yang Ming's attitude towards her. Fortunately, Yang Ming's answer was quite satisfactory to her.
However, it was too early for Zhao Ji to be satisfied, and Yang Ming continued: "But I still have the courage to escape."
"You can't escape from the palm of the Ai family." Zhao Ji heard this, his eyebrows stood up, but he really had a bit of murderous attitude.
"It's hard to say that I have good light skills. There are not many people in the world who can catch up with me." Yang Ming said in a daze.
"You..." Zhao Ji pointed at Yang Ming with one hand and covered her chest with the other, and felt a little aggrieved for some reason: We are all like that, can't you speak according to the meaning of the Ai family? Do you really think that the Ai family will let you enter the palace to be an eunuch?
"Just kidding, even if the empress dowager drove me away, I wouldn't leave." Yang Ming stretched out his arms, took Zhao Ji into his arms, and hugged Zhao Ji's extremely powerful waist with a grip. His palm was already pressed against the plump but elastic lower abdomen.
Zhao Ji looked at Yang Ming in a daze, for a moment she forgot her anger. In her sight, Yang Ming said: "You don't know. I walked all the way from Zhao State, parted ways with a friend when I was in Luoyi, and came to Xianyang alone."
"At that time, I was thinking, is it really worth it for me to give up so many to come to Xianyang?" Yang Ming recalled the scene when Luo Shui parted.
"What about now?" Zhao Ji seemed to have become smart in an instant.
"Now I have found the reason to drive myself to Xianyang. It turns out that it is worth it." Yang Ming looked down at Zhao Ji. In that beautiful, even charming pretty face, Yang Ming saw that it was a familiar smell, just like the smell of Jingyu and Zinniao.
"What is the reason?" Zhao Ji asked, she didn't notice, her voice seemed to tremble.
"It's the Queen Mother, you." In Zhao Ji's sight, Yang Ming's face was already close to his sight.
"Um." With a clear chant, Zhao Ji put down all her defenses, and her two white and tender arms were already wrapped around Yang Ming's waist.
It took a long time before Zhao Ji was freed.
Two pieces of blushing between her cheeks and a little messy hair. Zhao Ji, who had lost her so-called majesty, looked at Yang Ming, and didn't know what she thought of, and showed a prank-like look, saying, "You once said that the Ai family is like your little aunt, how did you treat your little aunt?"
"Actually, at that time I still didn't tell you one thing." Yang Ming said without changing his expression in the face of Zhao Ji's teasing.
"What have you hidden?" Zhao Ji asked. Although she knew that Yang Ming might be talking about something else, she was vaguely looking forward to those words.
"I forgot to tell the Queen Mother, in fact, I had a dream when I was very young, that is, to marry my aunt and make her my woman." Yang Ming said with a smile.
"You?" Zhao Ji said in surprise. She thought about it for a long time, but how could she think of such an answer?
"Thank you, Empress Dowager, you made my dream come true." Yang Ming laughed loudly, his palms had already slid on both sides of Zhao Ji's waist, and his arms were slightly pressed, and he had already raised Zhao Ji high.
"You? Let go of the Ai family quickly." Zhao Ji, who was raised by Yang Ming, shouted in panic. In a panic, his arms danced uncontrollably until he hugged Yang Ming's head, and he felt relieved in his heart, but the lingering fear in his heart made her hug Yang Ming's head tightly. For a moment, Yang Ming felt that his mouth, nose and eyes had fallen into a softness.
When Zhao Ji's feet touched the ground again, Zhao Ji breathed a long sigh of relief, covering her heart with a jade hand, and she felt that the heart was beating violently.
At this time, Zhao Ji's hair was slanted and her graceful figure still had a delicate and lazy spirit that had not dissipated. The charm between her eyebrows and eyes became more and more intense. In her phoenix eyes, it was like peach blossoms falling into spring water, rippling layers of ripples. Any man who looked at them would feel that the owner of these eyes had no affection for him.
Thinking of the panic just now, Zhao Ji couldn't help but glared at Yang Ming, her phoenix eyes were full of murderous aura, but Yang Ming just looked at Zhao Ji, as if she was completely immersed in Zhao Ji's charm, without saying a word, just watching quietly, as if she was completely immersed in Zhao Ji's charm.
In this silent look, I don’t know how long it took. A "puff" sound broke the silence that had been long. A pretty face was as beautiful as a flower, and a smile was bright: "You little scoundrel."
"Oh, when I think back now, the Ai family is fooled by you." Zhao Ji said, with a shallow sorrow in her expression.
Although Zhao Ji finally chose to take that step for various reasons, now when the desire faded, Zhao Ji could see a little clue when she recalled the past.
Although she had thought that way herself, Yang Ming was also seducing her.
As for Zhao Ji's words, Yang Ming could only choose to remain silent. As Zhao Ji said, to a certain extent, Zhao Ji was indeed deceived by herself, but such a person would seem deceptive if he denies it, and it would be a pity if he admits it, which is not good.
"You must be very proud now, right?" Zhao Ji saw that Yang Ming did not answer, and the anger in her emotions was ignited again. Although Zhao Ji was happy after indulging in love at this time, she was not afraid. After all, she had stepped into a strange world before.
"Why are you proud?" Yang Ming asked.
"Isn't it worthy of a man like you to be proud of?" Zhao Ji said with some anger and resentment.
"Why did the Empress Dowager say that? It was clearly because I was happy..." Yang Ming pretended to be aggrieved.
"You?" Zhao Ji pointed at Yang Ming angrily, her plump breasts fluctuated violently, and she didn't know what to say for a moment, because in her mind, the scene just now appeared uncontrollably, and it was fashionable and easy to talk about in the bathtub, but then it seemed as if it was really as Yang Ming said.
Yang Ming stretched out his hand and held Zhao Ji's finger. Looking at Zhao Ji in front of him, Yang Ming couldn't help but feel a little lucky. Fortunately, it was not too late for him to come to Xianyang, and Zhao Ji had not yet transformed into the unrestrained, domineering and brainless Queen Mother Zhao.
"Oh." Meeting Yang Ming's gentle and pityful gaze, all Zhao Ji's anger finally turned into a faint sigh, "I just hope you won't make the Ai family regret what happened today in the future."
After all, Zhao Ji is not a big woman like Queen Mother Xuan. Queen Mother Xuan regards the so-called rules with her own self-righteous spirit, while Zhao Ji is just a little woman. She has the desire to indulge, but she also has the fear of indulgence. She struggles in her own desires and fears.
If fear overcomes desire in Zhao Ji, then she might become a qualified queen mother, but if her desire overcomes fear, she will become an unscrupulous and domineering person, and eventually lead to an irreversible place because of her desire.
Fortunately, Yang Ming was the time when he came to Xianyang was when Zhao Ji's life changed. If he came too early, Zhao Ji was still using the empress dowager paradigm he understood to regulate himself. He would not dare to step beyond the line. If he came at one o'clock in the evening, the Zhao Ji he met might be the stupid empress dowager who fell in indulgence.
With the last ray of sunshine disappearing, Zhao Ji tidied up her dress and said to Yang Ming: "You should leave, let Jingyu go back with you tonight."
"Jingyu?" Yang Ming said unexpectedly: "Is this a reward?"
"Reward?" Zhao Ji was slightly stunned when she heard this, and then smiled and said, "Yes, this is the reward for you. It's a good thing to see that you serve the Ai family."
"Then I will thank the Queen Mother." Yang Ming smiled.
"Tell me, I have no sincerity." Zhao Ji sneered, but he accepted the gratitude to Yang Ming calmly.
The starry sky in summer is very bright, but even at night in Guanzhong in June, the temperature is quite hot. Zhao Ji in the bedroom sat in front of the wide dressing table. Under Yuanli's service, she took off the golden hairpin between her hair and wiped off the rouge left between her lips with clear water.
Looking at the reflection of the bronze mirror, Zhao Ji was in a daze. Is this her?
Maybe the Ai family is really not wrong?
But it seems a little hot, but Yang Ming doesn't seem to be hot at all. By the way, his body is cold and comfortable.