Da Qin: I became friends with Zhao Zheng

The medicinal soup for the medicinal bath had been prepared long ago. Zhao Zheng tested the water temperature and carried Yao Xing into the soup pool himself.

In order to prevent Yao Xing's mouth and nose from getting into the soup, Zhao Zheng stood in the water, hugged Yao Xing, and ensured that Yao Xing's head was in the water and his face was outside the water.

After holding on for more than an hour, Yao Xing faintly woke up.

In fact, it wasn't that Yao Xing was unconscious and couldn't wake up, but that he was so comfortable that he seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

"Have you been holding me?" Yao Xing felt her condition in the water and struggled to get down.

Zhao Zheng is not young anymore, and Yao Xing is worried that he is too ambitious and his body cannot bear it.

"How long have you been holding me?" Yao Xing squeezed his arm distressedly after being put down by Zhao Zheng, trying to help him relieve the pain.

Zhao Zheng smiled and held Yao Xing's hand: "I can always hold you, I won't get tired."

Yao Xing glanced at the edge of the soup pool, and pinched Zhao Zheng's arm distressedly: "You too, why are you so sincere? Just put a chair next to it and let someone hold it up for me. Can you? Don’t I feel bad for holding me for so long?”

Zhao Zheng also glanced at the edge of the soup pool. He really had not thought of this method. Just now he was only concerned about when Yao Xing would be able to expel the cold air, and he never thought about putting Yao Xing down from his arms.

But when he thought of Yao Xing's worried eyes, Zhao Zheng suddenly felt that he was being slighted: "What do you have to feel bad about? I am a man and I can't even hold my own woman?"

Although he also felt sore in his arms, he never intended to put Yao Xing down. He could hold her even for a night or two, let alone more than an hour.

"Yes, yes, you are amazing!" Yao Xing rolled her eyes at Zhao Zheng, but her hands continued to knead the muscles on Zhao Zheng's arms.

Of course Yao Xing knew that Zhao Zheng would not feel tired. After all, there were the most servants in the palace. If he didn't want to hold her, even if he didn't think of a way, he could leave it to other palace servants.

"By the way, what time is it now?"

The sky outside could not be seen in the clean room. At some unknown time, Yao Xing suddenly felt hungry in her belly and her mouth was very bitter. She did not know when she would be able to eat.

Zhao Zhengdao: "It's after noon!"

Yao Xing had no memory of falling asleep. Although he guessed that he had a cold, his brain was not particularly clear yet.

"What's wrong with me? How much longer do I need to soak?"

Zhao Zheng also guessed that Yao Xing was hungry, after all, Yao Xing's breakfast and lunch were useless.He simply picked up Yao Xing manually and walked up the steps out of the soup pool. His steps were so steady that he didn't look like a 50-year-old middle-aged man.

After washing again in the clear water, Zhao Zheng did not let Yao Xing walk on his own. After the two palace maids changed their clothes, they picked up Yao Xing and quickly returned to the bedroom. They put Yao Xing on the bed and tightly wrapped it with quilt live.

"Place the eel!" Zhao Zheng ordered after finishing all the actions.

He had just ordered the imperial dining room to prepare light meals, and Yao Xing would pass them on at any time after he woke up.

Yao Xing sat obediently on the bed, carrying the quilt on her back, looking at Zhao Zheng's still upright back, and once again fell into a nymphomaniac.I feel that I have really good taste, I have chosen a great man, and I have not changed my mind at all for so many years.

Zhao Zheng turned around and saw Yao Xing's rippling smile, and said helplessly: "What are you laughing at?"

Yao Xing smiled and said: "I am laughing at myself! I have known how to choose a husband for myself since I was a child, and I will choose the best one!"