In front of the carriage, Qingxi's large palace clothes suddenly became an obstacle for her to get on the carriage. With her martial arts, it would have been easy to jump onto the carriage. However, in Xianyang Palace, there was no snare killer.
At this time, she was just a servant of King Qin.
Therefore, facing the carriage frame, she boarded the carriage very awkwardly, even a little unsteadily, until a palm stretched out from the carriage and took hold of her helpless hand.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Qing Xi thanked Ying Zheng after climbing into the carriage.
"This palace attire is really not suitable for you." Ying Zheng looked at the slightly embarrassed Qing Xi and said.
"Yes." Qingxi said in embarrassment.
"Let's go to Xingle Palace." Ying Zheng knocked on the carriage and said to the guards outside.
"No." The guard outside the car responded.
Xingle Palace is located in the south of Xianyang, adjacent to Huayang Palace. The palace complex in the south of Xianyang has become another power center of the Qin State, because here, there are two of the most powerful people in the Qin State.
Women: Empress Dowager Huayang and Empress Dowager Zhao Ji.
Xingle Palace is the palace where Empress Dowager Zhao Ji lives. Xingle Palace is a very vulgar name with no connotation at all. The interior decoration is even more so. Red is the only color of this palace, just like her
The owner, Queen Mother Zhao Ji, is a vulgar woman, a woman so vulgar that she only has beauty.
"Zheng'er finally remembered the mother of Aijia." Zhao Ji, who was leaning on her seat and lazily enjoying the singing and dancing, said with undisguised joy when she heard the palace official's report.
"It's a bit abnormal." Zhao Ji stood up and the joy on her face turned into distress.
"Since this boy inherited the throne and became the king, he has become more and more serious. He is no longer as cute as he was when he was a child. Now everyone seems to be on guard. Last time I gave him a palace maid, and he seemed to have a lot of children.
Opinions." Zhao Ji scratched her chin and squinted her big eyes as if thinking, but there was no trace of wisdom in her body, even though she was thinking right now.
"Queen Mother, the king has arrived in front of Xingle Palace." Before Zhao Ji could figure out the reason, the palace maid next to her interrupted her thinking.
"Already here?" Zhao Ji's "tiger body" perked up, stood up, stepped on the table in front of her domineeringly, jumped forward, and with her flexible waist as a buffer, she was already standing on the wooden floor.
Go up and then walk out of the hall like a gust of wind.
"Queen Mother, please slow down, please be careful not to fall." The palace maid behind her quickly caught up and said.
"Am I not slow enough?" Zhao Ji turned her head and asked the palace maid who was catching up.
"Queen Mother, the king has already arrived. All you need to do is wait. There is no reason to greet him in person. This is unreasonable." The palace maid said loyally.
"Oh, stop talking about those things. When I see my son, do I still have to think about those messy things? Besides, now that I am the Queen Mother, those things have no control over me." Zhao Ji said, standing at her feet
The speed does not slow down.
The palace man could only follow helplessly.
"It's such a cold weather." The moment she walked out of the palace, Zhao Ji instinctively shuddered. The next moment, her eyes passed through the steps in front of the palace and fixed on a young man at the foot of the steps.
While Zhao Ji looked at Ying Zheng, Ying Zheng was also looking at his mother-in-law.
This is a 'vulgar' woman. This is the first impression Zhao Ji left on Ying Zheng.
With her bright red dress, her appearance that maximizes vulgar beauty, and her flamboyant but unrestrained expression, it is difficult for people to associate her with the status of the Queen Mother of Qin.
"Zheng'er, you don't recognize your mother anymore?" The change in Ying Zheng's eyes at that moment was not that of Zhao Ji, who was already walking down the steps.
"There is no reason that you cannot recognize." Ying Zheng collected his thoughts and faced Zhao Ji.
"That's not certain." Zhao Ji smiled, then pulled Ying Zheng over and walked towards the palace.
"What have you been busy with in Xianyang Palace this month? Is it because the queen mother doesn't visit you, so you have forgotten about me, the queen mother." Zhao Ji put her palm on Ying Zheng's head and gestured.
"How does the Queen know?" Ying Zheng said.
Is the Queen Mother actually like this Zhao Ji? Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Ji who was using his palms to indicate his height, and his heart was already filled with surprise.
The image of Zhao Ji constantly collided in his two memories, and the image was sketched out. Many possible images of Zhao Ji were sketched in his mind, but there was no one like the one he saw in front of him.
"What do you know?" Zhao Ji was slightly startled and asked.
"I just suddenly realized that I had almost forgotten my mother, so I hurried to Xingle Palace to see my mother," Ying Zheng explained.
"Ah?" Zhao Ji was stunned, looking at Ying Zheng as if she had seen a ghost.
Too bad, too much is not enough. When Ying Zheng saw Zhao Ji's performance, he was alert. Even if he wanted to win over his mother, he should take it step by step.
"Mother, is there anything wrong?" Ying Zheng calmly said calmly.
"Zheng'er, mother, no, mother, mother has not seen you like this for a long time." Zhao Ji's eyes turned red as she spoke.
Really? Ying Zheng was not sure how long Zhao Ji meant by this long time.
As Zhao Ji walked into Xingle Palace, Ying Zheng noticed the palace maid following Zhao Ji, a palace maid who was over forty years old.
"Zheng'er, are you satisfied with Qing Xi?" Zhao Ji, who returned to the palace, looked at Qing Xi who was standing next to Ying Zheng and asked.
"Very satisfied." Ying Zheng said.
For such a former first-class killer in Luowang Tianzi, without that vigilance, Ying Zheng really had no reason to be dissatisfied.
Who made him more interested in martial arts at this time?
"As long as you are satisfied, you will find bigger surprises in the future." Zhao Ji said with a meaningful smile.
Bigger surprise? What could it be?
"Did your mother prepare another gift for me?" Ying Zheng asked.
"Gift? Zheng'er, do you want it?" Zhao Ji said with a faint smile.
"Of course I want it, especially the gift from my mother." Ying Zheng followed Zhao Ji's words. At this time, Ying Zheng couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was in Zhao Ji's gourd.
"Okay, okay, okay, Zheng'er, how long has it been since you asked the Queen Mother for a gift? Since it's Zheng'er and you want a gift this time, the Queen Mother will definitely prepare it for you and give you a big surprise then.
." Zhao Ji laughed and her eyes inadvertently glanced at Qing Xi behind Ying Zheng.
Big surprise? Ying Zheng was instinctively skeptical about this.
"The Queen Mother, the Prime Minister has asked to see you, saying that there is something important." This time, a chamberlain reported outside the palace.
"Lu Buwei, it's already this time, what is he doing here?" Zhao Ji asked suspiciously, but still signaled for Lu Buwei to be let go.
"Maybe there is something really important," Ying Zheng said.
When Lu Buwei and Zhao Ji are connected, Ying Zheng, who has another memory, will naturally think of something bad. However, now he can be sure that the messy things in his memory have not happened yet, because this
At that time, Zhao Ji did not dare or had the opportunity to do whatever she wanted, because at this time she had a neighbor that she had to be wary of, the owner of the Huayang Palace next door: the Queen Mother of Huayang.
Moreover, the current Prime Minister Lu Buwei's power has not expanded to the extent that he dares to spread scandals with the Queen Mother. Now he is only the Prime Minister, not the powerful official Lu Buwei.
"If Lu Buwei can't solve the problem, what can I do to make him come back tomorrow?" Zhao Ji said.
"The Queen should meet Father Zhong. Maybe he has something important to do and wants to see the Queen." Ying Zheng stopped him.
"Then let's meet." Zhao Ji thought for a moment and nodded.