Chapter 30 She is a mother (at the end of the month, ask for votes)
A sword brings some shadow to Cheng Xi's wedding.
After seeing off all the guests, Cheng Xi did not remember to enter the bridal chamber, but stayed alone in the side hall, drinking wine.
Today was originally a festive day, but at this moment, Cheng Yu did not feel the excitement and joy of the peak. He only felt weak and humiliated.
The impact of that sword on him was too great. Even now, two hours have passed and the time has entered the middle of the night. He still has not recovered and still feels a kind of weakness coming from the depths of his soul.
The boundless bloody world was really too terrifying for him.
If it were just these, that would be it, but deep in his heart, there was still a deep humiliation.
He was actually rescued by Ying Zheng.
Facing this matter, what he thought of was not gratitude to his brother for saving his life and the friendship behind it, but another thing.
What he was thinking about was that in Xianyang tomorrow, there would be news that Lord Chang'an was distracted by Lord Wu'an's sword. If the king hadn't taken action, the wedding might have turned into a funeral.
He can imagine how people will arrange themselves. He can imagine that he will become a clown and spread in Xianyang, and his brother Ying Zheng will appear as a hero in this matter.
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How can such a thing be accepted by someone who is extremely eager for that position? Doesn't that prove that he is far inferior to Ying Zheng?
Thinking of this, Cheng Yu was dominated by an unprecedented sense of humiliation.
Damn it, this is all the fault of that bitch. If she hadn't brought a hateful sword, how could she have become the laughing stock of the entire Xianyang.
Thinking of this, Cheng Xiu's previous attitude towards his newlywed wife, although he didn't like it, could not be said to be disgusting, completely changed. At this time, he only felt disgust towards his wife.
Dominated by humiliation and hatred, Cheng Yu couldn't help but shed tears.
He is hating, hating why fate is so unfair to him, he is hating, hating why his wife makes him look embarrassed...
"Your Majesty, it's already late at night, it's time to enter the bridal chamber." While Cheng Xi was pouring himself glass of wine one glass at a time, a maid came to the door of the side hall to report.
"Bridal chamber?" When Cheng Yu heard this word, he didn't feel any flutter in his heart, only disgust.
Compared to Cheng Aoyou's depression, wanton laughter could be heard in the Xingle Palace.
Just as Cheng Yu imagined, at this time he has become the laughing stock of others, such as Zhao Ji at this time.
"So, Chenglong is actually worse than a sword? His mind was actually captured by a sword? Zhao Ji, who could barely hold back her smile, asked enthusiastically.
Cheng Yu took action and even almost had an accident. For Zhao Ji, this news was definitely good news that could make her happy for a month.
When you are in a bad mood one day, remembering this incident will have a miraculous effect.
Zhao Ji had never liked Chang'an Jun Chengyu, she only had a deep dislike for him.
A person who covets the throne of her own family. This alone is enough to put Cheng Xi into the ranks of enemies. Today, Cheng Xi has an accident and makes a fool of herself. Naturally, she cannot restrain her excitement.
However, there is one thing that makes Zhao Ji not satisfied, that is, Cheng Xiu was rescued, and the person who rescued Cheng Xiu turned out to be Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Ji who was smiling wantonly, somewhat helpless. He knew how playful Zhao Ji would be after she found out what happened at Cheng Xi's wedding.
Building her own happiness on the pain of others is something Zhao Ji does without any scruples. She is not someone who likes to hide herself.
Ying Zheng waited quietly for Zhao Ji to laugh tiredly. Although he was in a good mood today. Not only did he see a good show, but he also got an almost psychic sword. However, he could still bear it.
, because he is a professionally trained person, not like Zhao Ji.
After a long time, Zhao Ji finally stopped laughing while covering her chest. Apparently, she was really tired from laughing.
"Oh, my chest hurts from laughing." Zhao Ji resisted the urge to continue. Although she was very happy, her chest couldn't bear it anymore. She was bouncing a little while laughing, which was really tiring.
"Zheng'er, although this makes me feel very happy, there is one thing you cannot satisfy me about." Zhao Ji changed the subject and said, she really didn't dare to let herself laugh anymore.
"What did the Queen Mother say?" Ying Zheng said innocently.
"It doesn't matter whether you are in danger or not when you save Chenglong. You shouldn't save him. Your younger brother has very wild thoughts. You should just watch." Zhao Ji said.
"Although Cheng Xi is restless, he is my younger brother after all." Ying Zheng said.
"Zheng'er, you don't need to say these words in my place. There are only mother and son here." Zhao Ji curled her lips and said, obviously not believing what Ying Zheng said.
"That's what the Queen Mother said." Ying Zheng admitted his mistake sincerely.
"If you didn't take action today, you might have saved yourself a big trouble." Zhao Ji said with a little disappointment.
"Actually, I didn't save Cheng Yu because he was my brother." Ying Zheng explained.
"Oh? Is there any other reason?" Zhao Ji asked.
"It's because of Cheng Yu's mother, Han Ji." Ying Zheng said.
"Zheng'er, you can't be..." Ying Zheng's words made Zhao Ji's heart sink. At this time, she thought of a bad possibility.
She thought that the first woman that Ying Zheng took in would be the disguised Jingli. She thought that although Han Ji's son Cheng Yu was married and she was already in her thirties, her beauty had not faded yet.
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Could it be that Zheng'er likes older people? This suspicion appeared in Zhao Ji's mind and took root instantly.
"Mother, where did you think you were going?" Ying Zheng, who knew Zhao Ji relatively well, instantly understood what Zhao Ji had never said.
"If you really have that intention, it doesn't matter. Just be cautious, and you must separate Han Ji and Cheng Xi." Zhao Ji did teach Ying Zheng something else.
"Queen Mother, you really misunderstood, I am not like that." Ying Zheng said speechlessly, there is really nothing to say about Zhao Ji's unconstrained thinking that day.
"Really?" Zhao Ji asked, still dubious.
"It's really not true. This happened because of Han Ji, but there is absolutely nothing like what the queen mother guessed." Ying Zheng explained.
"Why is that?" Zhao Ji asked.
"Because the way Han Ji cried and begged reminded me of a person." Ying Zheng said.
"Who is it?" Zhao Ji gossiped.
"Mother, you."
"Me?" Zhao Ji pointed at her chest, which had made a dent unconsciously due to surprise.
"Yes, because Queen Mother, Han Ji's panicked look at that time was full of a mother's worry for her son. Her look reminded me of you, Queen Mother, and made me think that if anything happened to me, Queen Mother would definitely
I will be like Han Ji, or even more frightened and anxious. Although I know that it will be beneficial to me to let Cheng Yu get into trouble, but I really don't want a mother to watch her son get into trouble." Ying Zheng said in a low voice.
Said.
"Zheng'er, you..." At this time, the teasing, surprise, and curiosity on Zhao Ji's face all disappeared, leaving only emotion.
At this time, Zhao Ji couldn't help but lean forward, her eyes completely focused on the body in her heart.
At this moment, she intuitively felt something warm flowing through her heart and melting into her blood. She felt like she had lost her soul, feeling powerless and intoxicated.
All because of that sentence "I think of you, my queen mother."
Zhao Ji felt her eyes were sore and her tear glands were already on the verge of collapse.
"Is what you said true?" Zhao Ji asked with a trembling voice.
"Of course, it's false." Ying Zheng changed his tone and said.
"You naughty kid, do you want to piss your mother off to death?" Zhao Ji couldn't stand it anymore and burst into laughter.
Whether it is true or false is no longer important to Zhao Ji, because she already believes it is true.
"If Zheng'er really has thoughts about Han Ji, I can help you." Zhao Ji continued.
This time it was Ying Zheng's turn that he couldn't stand it anymore.
Just listen to Zhao Ji continue: "Although Han Ji is not young anymore, she is still pretty, and she has the temperament of a mother. Perhaps, this is more in line with your taste, Zheng'er.
"It's just that after all, she is your brother Chengyu's mother. Although your father is gone, she is still your concubine. This is a bit troublesome and unreasonable." Zhao Ji continued to talk to herself.
"However, maybe it is precisely because of this that it is more in line with Zheng'er's taste, isn't it?" Zhao Ji said and raised her eyebrows at Ying Zheng in a teasing way.
"If I lose, please drop this topic, Queen Mother." Ying Zheng heard Zhao Ji's words becoming more and more out of tune and quickly admitted defeat.
"Okay, but Zheng'er has to agree to a request of mine." Zhao Ji said with satisfaction.
She won this round.
"Mother, please speak." Ying Zheng said helplessly.
"Stay tonight and talk with me." Zhao Ji said.
"Okay." Ying Zheng said with determination.
It’s just that I can’t sleep with that mermaid in my arms at night.