Da Qin: I became friends with Zhao Zheng

Yao Xing didn't dare to make any big moves for fear of hurting herself, so she walked slowly over and whispered to the bedside:

"Your Majesty~"

Zhao Zheng obviously heard it, but refused to turn around. Yao Xing pouted, raised his hand to untie the knot of the cloak, and threw the cloak on the ground.

"Your Majesty, look back at me!"

Zhao Zheng still didn’t move and even closed his eyes.

Yao Xing brewed her emotions and looked at Zhao Zheng's back with grievance: "Your Majesty, if you don't look at me, I will die of pain!"

Hearing this voice, Zhao Zheng knew that nothing happened to Yao Xing, but he still sat up and turned around.Because he knew that with Yao Xing's character, he could only coax him to this point, and he would leave without going down the steps.

As a result, when he turned around and saw Yao Xing, his pupils instantly shook.

Yao Xing only wore a red mandarin duck bellyband, two strips of cloth on her shoulders, and several thorns of varying thicknesses tied behind her back.The thorns on the thorns are obviously used to hit people. They are the kind that Yao Xing's skin is so delicate that they will sting if touched, and even pierce and bleed.

But when he saw this scene, his first reaction after shock was not distress, but a kind of novelty that made his blood boil.

However, Zhao Zheng did not pounce directly, which was still profound.

Yao Xing saw the enthusiasm in Zhao Zheng's eyes and smiled with satisfaction: "Your Majesty~"

Zhao Zheng frowned slightly: "What are you doing?"

"I know I made a mistake. Isn't this why I came to plead guilty~" Yao Xing slowly raised her legs and knelt down beside the bed.

When Zhao Zheng saw Yao Xing's actions, he could not guess Yao Xing's purpose.But he still remained reserved, pretending not to be tempted, looked up and down, and then lay back down again.

"I won't kill you for this, and you don't have to use these methods. Go to sleep!" Zhao Zheng closed his eyes again after speaking.

Yao Xing's eyes widened. He had sacrificed so much that the skin on his back was scratched, but he didn't even look at it or care about it?
And he didn’t even ask to help her take down the thorns. Zhao Zheng didn’t love her anymore~
There was no other way, Yao Xing could only make persistent efforts after some psychological suggestion: "Then your Majesty, please help me take down the thorns!"

"Have I left you without someone to serve you?" Zhao Zheng opened his thin lips lightly and uttered cold words.

Yao Xing relied on him to close her eyes and secretly rolled her eyes at him.Then he turned his eyes and said loudly: "Chen Shu!"

Zhao Zheng instantly opened his eyes and sat up, glaring angrily: "You don't have a maid?"

Chen Shu is the head waiter around Yao Xing. He usually uses palace maids to serve him, so Chen Shu's role is not big.This time I specifically called Chen Shu, just to force Zhao Zheng.

Yao Xing curled her lips and said aggrievedly: "The palace maid is too weak to lift these thorns. It hurt me so much when I tied them up~"

Zhao Zhenghui believes that there is something wrong with this, but Yao Xing has already called Chen Shu. If he doesn't help, Yao Xing will use another man to come in.

Seeing her, touching her, and being right in front of him made him angry to death just thinking about it.

He compromised angrily: "Eunuchs are all rootless things, where do they get their strength from?"

Zhao Zheng waved to Yao Xing to come over.

Yao Xing cursed Zhao Zheng in her heart, but she still straightened up, walked on her knees on the soft bed, hugged Zhao Zheng's bent legs, and turned her back to Zhao Zheng.

The vitex sticks had indeed worn out Yao Xing's smooth, white skin, and because of Yao Xing's previous actions, small wounds had been left, and there were faint drops of blood oozing from some places.

(End of this chapter)