One of them was young and gluttonous, while the other was a person who only knew how to obey and did not know how to refuse. Therefore, for a time, the Xianyang Palace harem was filled with a crimson aura.
Naturally, such things cannot be hidden from some thoughtful people, so when she heard the relevant news for the first time, Zhao Ji felt emotional. However, when more and more such news came, Zhao Ji, the mother, was a little bit
Can't sit still anymore.
Although she could see Ying Zheng every day, she still couldn't help but feel worried.
I even regretted that I shouldn't have sent such a beautiful female killer to Xianyang Palace.
Zhao Ji couldn't sit still, so Zhao Ji, who liked to stay at home and enjoy herself, rarely left Xingle Palace. There were some things that she felt that she, as a mother, must teach Ying Zheng well and not let him indulge in them.
, to the point of harming oneself and the country.
"Zheng'er needs to take a closer look at this roll of things." Zhao Ji, who was dressed in red, handed a roll of silk to Ying Zhengdao in front of him with a serious expression.
"What is this?" Ying Zheng opened the silk, and pictures of villains fighting appeared in front of him.
It could be such a thing? Ying Zheng was surprised. The thing in front of him was considered a rarity in this era. However, Zhao Ji always felt a little weird when he taught himself such a thing.
"Zheng'er, although those things are very attractive, they are too much, especially at your age." Zhao Ji considered it.
As a mother, it was a very unspeakable thing for her to tell her son, but Zhao Ji was helpless because Ying Zheng only had her as a relative.
Ying Zheng was suddenly stunned.
Ying Zheng's astonishment fell into Zhao Ji's eyes, but it had another meaning, one of reluctance.
"Zheng'er, if you continue like this, I will take the Jing Salaman away." Zhao Ji threatened Ying Zheng seriously.
With things developing to this point, how could Zhao Ji not know that Jing Salamander had already been thoroughly studied by Ying Zheng, so how could there be any secrets about his identity.
The surprise she prepared for Ying Zheng failed to come true, but Ying Zheng gave her a real surprise.
"My mother misunderstood me. I just think it's a little weird to discuss such things with my mother." Ying Zheng put down the silk and said.
"What's the matter? Now, besides me, who else really cares about you?" Zhao Ji said with a straight face, but she felt a little unnatural in her heart.
"I know about the relationship between mother and queen, and I have a sense of discretion in this matter." Ying Zheng replied.
Ying Zheng just discovered the curiosity about new toys recently, and he would not let himself indulge like that.
However, if you want to develop good self-control, the first thing you have to do is indulge in it, so that you can truly train yourself. Otherwise, if you just stay away from it, you will only sink deeper at a certain time.
"How do you think this is measured?" Zhao Ji's voice couldn't help but raise a bit. Could it be that the child is really too old to be managed?
"Forget it, Frightened Salamander can't stay here anymore." Zhao Ji said helplessly.
Now, she can only cut off Ying Zheng's thoughts from the source. Although this approach is not the best way, Zhao Ji can only think of this.
"Queen Mother, Jing Salamander cannot leave Xianyang Palace for the time being. I can guarantee that the incident that Queen Mother imagined will never happen," Ying Zheng promised.
"I don't believe it." Zhao Ji said.
"Is my credibility with the Queen Mother so low?" Ying Zheng said helplessly.
"Can you really guarantee it?" Zhao Ji also felt that her distrust might hurt Ying Zheng, so her attitude slowed down a bit.
"Definitely." Ying Zheng promised solemnly.
"Okay, then I will trust you again." Zhao Ji felt that she should give Ying Zheng another chance.
"You have to take a good look at this volume." Zhao Ji pointed at the silk that Ying Zheng had placed on the desk.
"It?" Ying Zheng frowned slightly. Although Zhao Ji was unreliable, she was not unreliable to this extent.
What's more, is he the one who needs to see those things? What doesn't he understand?
Nowadays, with his practical experience and theoretical level, he doesn't need those things at all.
"That's a volume of dual cultivation techniques." Zhao Ji said.
Ha, it turns out you are like this Zhao Ji. Ying Zheng suddenly understood.
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In the martial arts arena, Ying Zheng held his bow and set an arrow. With a "chi" sound, the arrow hit the target a hundred steps away at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.
"Mother, now, I can shoot two stone bows, but what should I worry about?" Ying Zheng moved his shoulders and asked.
"Such a lot of strength." Zhao Ji said with a flash of eyes.
To be able to hit an arrow target a hundred steps away with a two-stone bow, according to Zhao Ji's understanding, it would be impossible if his arms did not have hundreds of kilograms of strength.
For this reason alone, some of the rumors in the Qin Palace are not enough to be believed.
"Is it just those people with ulterior motives who are spreading rumors to tarnish Zheng'er's reputation?" Zhao Ji thought to herself.
Otherwise, how could the secrets that happened in the palaces of Xianyang be spread to the outside world.
For a while, Zhao Ji became suspicious of this matter.
She knew very well that those people might not really give up.
For a moment, Zhao Ji felt that she was worrying too much, as Ying Zheng was too smart to be so smart.
Zhao Ji thought about it and once again turned her attention to Jing Salamander who was making tea. She saw that the once cold killer seemed to have melted away, and the winter ice turned into a pool of spring water.
Her eyebrows are full and her figure is charming.
Zhao Ji once again had doubts about her own judgment. With such a fairy by her side, it seemed that no matter what happened, it was natural.
"Jing Salamander." Zhao Ji said. She thought it would be difficult to teach her son a lesson, but if she taught Jing Salamander a lesson, there would be no burden at all.
"Queen Mother, do you have any orders?" Jing Salamander raised his head and asked.
"Take good care of the king." Zhao Ji said.
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Zhiyang Palace is located to the west of Xianyang Palace. It can be said to be the closest palace to Xianyang Palace.
After King Qin Zhuangxiang came to the throne, Xia Ji, his biological mother, moved here. It has been five or six years now, but this old woman, who is the third most powerful in the Qin State, has a cold expression on her face.
"Cheng Yu, was it you who spread the news about Xianyang Palace?"
"Why did grandma say that? What happened in Xianyang Palace?" Cheng Yu asked with an innocent look on his face.
"You really don't know?" Xia Ji stared at Cheng Xi and asked.
"My grandson really doesn't know." Cheng Yu still looked innocent.
"You have really grown up." Xia Ji said with helplessness.
"Cheng Yu knows about this." Just when Cheng Yu thought he had obtained it through deception, a soft female voice broke his illusion.
Following the voice, the speaker was a woman, in her thirties, dressed in green clothes, with a delicate air between her eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth seemed to be slightly raised inadvertently, with a hint of coquettishness.
Her figure is not tall, but she has curves of her own. As time goes by, her former charming and naive appearance is no longer there, but there is still a hint of it. This aura has evolved into another charm over time.
This was undoubtedly a very beautiful woman, but Cheng Yu had no objection at all, because this person was his biological mother, Han Ji, who was born in the royal family of Korea.