Da Qin: I became friends with Zhao Zheng

"The Queen is using people to serve her, why do I need to give benefits?" Yao Xing asked slyly.

Zhao Zheng made up his mind and would not compromise without getting some benefits: "But you are using the emperor! If you don't get some benefits, you may have to do it yourself!"

Yao Xing thought for a while, and after three seconds, she looked at him and called him for the first time in her life: "Husband~"

"Help me~"

It is a very common title, and an ordinary woman may call it many times a day.

The simplest two words hit Zhao Zheng's ears, and a numb and tingling sensation was like a live wire burning from behind his ears to his heart.

He and Yao Xing have been married for many years. Yao Xing calls him either king or majesty. Occasionally he will call him by his first name when he is angry, but this is the most intimate title, which he has never called him.

Before Yao Xing called him out today, he never realized that this title was his identity to Yao Xing.

Zhao Zheng calmed down and said with a smile: "Call again."

Yao Xing didn't reply, and looked at him as if he was asking: What good things are you thinking about?
Zhao Zheng did not give up and asked again: "My husband is willing to listen!"

It's just a title, and this title belongs to Zhao Zheng. Yao Xing has no objection, but he just doesn't understand why Zhao Zheng is so excited about this title.

"Husband~" It was still the same tone as before, she said confidently: "Put on your shoes~"

Zhao Zheng enjoyed the satisfaction brought by this title and still made no move.

Yao Xing's feet were really cold and she rolled her eyes at Zhao Zheng: "If you don't want to, forget it!"

One sentence brought Zhao Zheng back from his thoughts. Just as he was about to bend down, he heard Yao Xing's next sentence:

"I can find another husband!"

Zhao Zheng: "..."

Another gust of breeze blew by, and the man's joy and warmth in his heart were almost cooled down by these words. He rubbed his brows, looked into Yao Xing's innocent eyes, and laughed forcefully.

As soon as he turned around and raised his hand suddenly, Yao Xing's embroidered shoes came out of his hand and fell into the lake in a high parabola, causing a large ripple.

Yao Xing stared blankly at her shoes, only one was left on the deck.

He looked down at his feet again, not even a pair of socks.

He raised his head and glanced at Zhao Zheng, who was raising an eyebrow to provoke him, and kicked him over.

As a result, it was held in the hands of Zhao Zheng, who was very skilled.

Women in this era did not regard small feet as beautiful. In addition, Yao Xing followed Zhao Zheng in business before getting married. She naturally had to walk a lot and couldn't bear to step down, so she grew a size 39.

Now held in Zhao Zheng's hand, a few round toes are exposed.

"Be good, call me husband." Zhao Zheng persisted

Yao Xing glanced at the lake which had returned to calm: "I don't have any shoes, wouldn't it be in vain to scream?"

"Although the shoes are gone, I still have my husband's warm embrace, but only my wife can stay in my arms." Zhao Zheng used his body temperature to seduce Yao Xing.

Yao Xing frowned and thought for a moment.

I'm not cold, my feet are just a little cold, but there's a cloak next to me, so I can wrap it up temporarily so I don't have to bow to him.

But his purpose... there was nothing he couldn't allow. A warm belly was more comfortable than inside a cloak.

"Husband~Leng~" Yao Xing called out knowing the current situation, and moved her foot that was held by Zhao Zheng.

Satisfied, Zhao Zheng sat next to Yao Xing again, unbuttoned his clothes, and put Yao Xing's feet in his clothes.