Chapter 272 Mother and Son and Father and Daughter
In the twilight, a carriage slowly drove into the side door of Xingle Palace.
Setting in this place again gave Ying Zheng a different feeling. After all, he left Xianyang for more than seven months this time.
It was not until he walked into the hall that Ying Zheng regained the familiar feeling.
Here, it still belongs to the red world, and the hanging red curtains make the place full of luxury. Fortunately, Zhao Ji only likes visual beauty, but does not care much about the luxury of smell. She doesn't like things like incense, and Ying Zheng doesn't like that.
"Zheng'er, I haven't seen you for a long time." When Ying Zheng passed a curtain, a figure quietly emerged from behind the curtain.
But this figure obviously did not expect Ying Zheng's walking speed to be so fast that he caught him off guard and crashed into Ying Zheng's arms.
Fortunately, Ying Zheng's reaction had already surpassed that of ordinary people. Just as the person coming was about to lose balance, an arm was pressed on the person coming's shoulder.
"Mother, why are you still playing children's games now?" Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Ji who was close to him and joked with a little bit.
I saw Zhao Ji in front of me wearing a red dress, her tight waist showing the outlines of her waist. Although she did not have the thin waist of Chu, a kind of power could be felt in Zhao Ji's waist. Against the backdrop of the red dress, the empress dowager of Qin, who was close to her forties, did not show any brightness at all.
"Children's game? Am I very old now?" Zhao Ji glared at Ying Zheng and said in a pretentious manner.
"Of course, the queen mother will always be twenty years old, but even so, the essence of this game cannot be changed, right? After all, Xiao Yan'er will like such a game." Ying Zheng said and looked forward.
Behind a curtain in front, a small butt was exposed, and from its height from the ground, it was obviously a child.
And in Xingle Palace, there seems to be only one girl, Ying Zheng's eldest daughter Ying Yan.
But Ying Yan was obviously very calm and remained motionless even after hearing Ying Zheng's words.
"Yan'er can like it, but I can't like it?" Zhao Ji said in a deep voice.
"The mother can naturally like it too." Ying Zheng walked side by side with Zhao Ji into the depths of the hall, and the person quickly walked to the curtain where Ying Yan was hiding.
"The father did not find me, and the father did not find me." Ying Yan, who was politely whispered.
Ying Zheng seemed to have really not noticed her, and actually walked straight past Ying Yan.
This? Ying Yan, who realized the changes around him, suddenly poked his head out from behind the curtain, and then tiptoed towards Ying Zheng, as if he was about to make a sudden attack.
However, the small figure was lifted up by Ying Zheng's collar on the back of his neck when he approached Ying Zheng.
"Who is this little guy?" Ying Zheng mentioned Ying Yan, a small person, to the front, and looked at Ying Yan in front of him with a look of looking at a stranger.
Ying Yan, who was originally in a look of surprise, heard this, and the smile on his face that had not yet bloomed was instantly frozen.
"Mother, where did this little guy come from?" Ying Zheng asked Zhao Ji.
"How could I know this question?" Zhao Ji cooperated with Ying Zheng and said innocently.
"It turns out that my mother didn't know, so it seems that she went to the wrong place. If that's the case, it's better to throw it away." Ying Zheng said in a thoughtful manner.
"Father, Father, I am Ying Yan. Don't you know me anymore?" Ying Yan realized at this time. Faced with the misfortune that was about to be thrown away, he could not help but explain.
"Ying Yan? Who is Ying Yan? I don't remember, so I'd better throw it away." Ying Zheng said as he raised his arm holding Ying Yan.
"Wow!" Ying Yan, who raised his arm and felt the fact that he was about to be thrown away, couldn't help crying.
For a little guy who is just three or four years old, what else is more terrifying in the world than the current experience.
"Why did Yan'er cry?" When Ying Yan was about to despair, Ying Zheng carried him into his arms.
"Father..." Ying Yan looked at Ying Zheng in surprise. With her head at this moment, she obviously couldn't understand why there were so many reversals in this short time, and tears in her eyes flowed down uncontrollably.
"Xiao Yan'er." Ying Zheng said, "I squeezed his daughter's round and chubby face."
Ying Yan, who had not yet disappeared, burst into tears and laughed after the initial surprise, because she had already reacted.
"The father is a big bad guy." Ying Yan accused angrily.
"Isn't Yan'er bad? Don't you also hide it and scare your father?" Ying Zheng said.
"So Ying Yan is a little bad guy, and his father is a big bad guy." Ying Yan put his head on Ying Zheng's shoulder and said.
"So your father and daughter are both bad people. So, I am the only one who is a good person?" Zhao Ji looked at the scene in front of her and said with a funny look.
"This is hard to say." Ying Zheng said.
"Then our family should be bad people, but good people are not easy to be good people." Zhao Ji said.
"Yes, good people are not easy to be like." Ying Zheng said.
At this time, Jingyu also rushed over from outside, holding the little tiger who was still in his childhood, but was already dead.
"Is this a tiger?" Zhao Ji looked at the big cat that Jingyu put in his hand and asked with some curiosity.
"It's just a big cat." Ying Zheng said.
"Zheng'er and Jingyu came back so late. Could it be that they went to catch this big cat, right?" Zhao Ji asked.
"yes."
"Do you want to raise this big cat? This thing is not a good pet." Zhao Ji said.
People should avoid things like tigers.
"It's not a pet, it's just that some things need to be used for this baby tiger. Mother, it's time for dinner now." Ying Zheng reminded.
"I have prepared it for you a long time ago. The food in the military camp must be not very delicious. Since I am back, I can't feel wronged anymore." Zhao Ji said.
"I have been thinking about it for a long time." Ying Zheng said.
Between the table, Ying Yan was forced to suppress by Jingyu. However, the awakened young tiger seemed to be just a cat at this time, rubbing under his feet, and rubbing his soft fur from time to time against Ying Zheng's calves.
"Zheng'er, are you going back to Xianyang Palace tonight, or stay here?" Zhao Ji took a few casual bites and put down the chopsticks in her hand.
"The news of my return should not be spread yet, so don't spread it for the time being, so I've stayed in Xingle Palace in the past two days." Ying Zheng said.
"Well, why is this?" Zhao Ji said curiously.
"The bystanders are just clear." Ying Zheng said.
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