The Moon in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 329: The Queen Mother Wants to Assassinate Me Again
Ying Zheng was in a good mood today. He looked at each of the children. Every child was fine. With the Yuanqi seeds planted by Ying Zheng when they were born, as long as nothing unexpected happened, the children would not die. They were healthy every moment.

Of course, each beauty also gave a few words of praise.

Today, Gongsun Li was especially elegantly dressed, especially the autumn orchid tasseled hairpin on her temples, which made her pretty face look even more flawless. Ying Zheng, who was dangling the hairpin, felt itchy and specifically instructed Gongsun Li to go to the Lanchi Palace tonight so that he would teach her how to dress up.

Now everyone's smiles shifted to Gongsun Li's face.

Mi Yun was even more upset.

Zhao Ji looked at the women surrounding Ying Zheng and pushed the cards away unhappily. This hand of cards was really good, but the rebellious son suddenly came to make trouble and no one was left.

Hanlu breathed a sigh of relief, It’s good that the king came!

Hanlu lost badly today and had very bad luck. There was a high probability that she would lose this round again. Ying Zheng helped her out this time.

Finally, after a round, Ying Zheng walked up to Zhao Ji, looked at the small table beside her that was filled with gambling money, and praised her, "Mother, you were really amazing today. I admire you."

Zhao Ji rolled her eyes at him and said unhappily, "If you hadn't come, there would have been more in this round."

Ying Zheng laughed: "Mother, please leave some pocket money for these beauties of mine. With your card skills, if you don't show mercy, won't all my beauties be left with nothing?"

Gongsun Li said in a delicate voice: "Yes, the Queen Mother is so good at playing cards that even though she often shows mercy, she always easily beats us. If it weren't for her love and frequent rewards, we would not dare to play with her."

Zhao Ji looked at Gongsun Li lovingly and said angrily, "You are the only little girl who can talk. You are lucky. When I defeated you, you didn't show mercy."

Gongsun Li smiled charmingly, with a hint of playfulness in her voice: "It is all because of the Queen Mother's care. She felt sorry for me because I had too little money, so she gave it to me on purpose."

Seeing that the atmosphere was so harmonious, all the beauties started to agree, making Zhao Ji so happy that she was shaking with joy.

The unhappy things just now were forgotten in a flash. Zhao Ji smiled and said, "Okay, okay, you guys know how to make me happy. Go to my dressing room and pick out a piece of jewelry each. That's enough for today. No more playing."

The beauties quickly bowed and thanked him. Ying Zheng smiled and waved his hand: "Hurry up and pick one. Make sure you pick something good. All the things here are good."

After the beauties left, Ying Zheng waved his hand to let all the servants leave as well, and said to Zhao Ji with a smile: "My mother is really generous. She is not afraid to give away her favorite things."

Zhao Ji rolled her eyes at Ying Zheng and said, "You think they are all the same as you? The Queen Mother doesn't care. They are all family members anyway."

Ying Zheng asked in surprise: "What's wrong with me? Have I ever been stingy?"

Zhao Ji was really stumped by the question. She lowered her head, frowned, thought for a while, and shook her head: "You are really not a stingy person."

"But, although you are never stingy with money, you are never too generous with your feelings."

Ying Zheng raised his head and laughed, then stepped forward and took Zhao Ji's hand, saying, "What are you talking about, mother?"

"Ah, the Queen Mother must be blaming me for neglecting her recently, right?"

Zhao Ji said with disdain, "Pah, you are so self-righteous. It's so lively here every day, with so many beauties accompanying you, and you just need to have fun. Isn't it more interesting than your Zhangtai Palace?"

Ying Zheng smiled slightly: "What do you mean by that, mother? I really don't understand."

"Could it be that the Queen Mother is saying that I am stingy with my affection for her?"

Zhao Ji's expression froze: "Pooh, pooh, pooh, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Ying Zheng nodded: "It seems that the Queen Mother still blames me."

Zhao Ji snorted, walked away, and Ying Zheng followed closely behind her.

Seeing Ying Zheng following her, Zhao Ji quickened her pace, but unfortunately her steps were so small that two steps were not even as big as one of Ying Zheng, so Ying Zheng caught up easily.

Zhao Ji pretended not to see anything and ignored him, going back to the bedroom to rest. As soon as she sat down on the couch, Ying Zheng also sat down beside her and grabbed Zhao Ji's soft hand again.

Ying Zheng used his big hands to carefully play with and observe the slender jade hand. The palm was white and smooth, the ten fingers were slender and green, and the bright red nail polish was extremely beautiful.

Ying Zheng shook his head gently: "How can mother be so angry? She will get wrinkles if she is often angry."

Ying Zheng's words made Zhao Ji even angrier: "It's you. I get angry just by looking at you. How dare others make me angry?"

Ying Zheng asked: "This is strange. I have never offended my mother, so why is she angry when she sees me?"

Zhao Ji paused for a moment and said angrily, "It's because you are too dissolute. You don't even let go of the people around me. The one I care about the most is Hanlu, but now? She has become your close friend and spends most of her time with you."

Ying Zheng nodded, and suddenly realized: "So that's how it is. It's really my fault."

"But the Queen Mother has many people close to her, so Hanlu won't be a big problem."

Zhao Ji was furious: "Bah! I told you that Hanlu is the one I care about the most, and you still say that!"

Ying Zheng spread his hands and said, "I am helpless too. There are not many people around me who are free now."

"Especially during this period, I am very busy with government affairs. Could your mother bear to leave me without anyone to take care of me?"

Zhao Ji sneered, "Nonsense, there are countless people who want to go to your side to take care of you, but they are just a few new people. You just have to keep an eye on the people around me, you pervert, rebellious son, you just want the body of cold dew!" "Ah~ Mother, what you said is wrong, close people always need to be trained, how can it be so easy? I am in urgent need of people, and only by your side, Queen Mother, are there people who are close to me."

Ying Zheng took Zhao Ji's jade hand and rubbed it on his cheek: "Don't be angry, mother. I will let Han Lu come back occasionally."

Zhao Ji turned her head away and didn't look at him. Ying Zheng pursed his lips and smiled, then had to tickle her palm with his fingertips. Zhao Ji's palm was the most sensitive, and Ying Zheng knew it best. If he just touched it a little, it would feel very itchy, just like tickling his ticklish spot.

Sure enough, Zhao Ji couldn't hold back her laughter and tried to pull her hand away, but Ying Zheng held her hand tightly, making it difficult for her to break free.

Ying Zheng kept moving, and Zhao Ji giggled non-stop because of the itch: "Let go, let go, it's too itchy."

"Has the Queen Mother forgiven me?"

Zhao Ji nodded anxiously, and Ying Zheng finally stopped and smiled with narrowed eyes.

Zhao Ji finally managed to get it, and rubbed her palms quickly, as if she still felt itchy.

She glared at Ying Zheng with her beautiful eyes and said indignantly, "You just use some despicable means." But Zhao Ji was so beautiful and charming that no matter how angry she was, she still looked beautiful.

Ying Zheng immediately grabbed Zhao Ji's hand again, pretending to do something bad: "My mother, are you lying to me?"

Zhao Ji was so frightened that she begged for mercy and said in a flattering smile, "No, no, I forgive you, I forgive you. How could my mother not think of you?"

"If you are short of people, you can let Hanlu stay with you for a while longer."

Ying Zheng nodded in satisfaction and stroked the back of Zhao Ji's hand: "My mother is the one who cares for me. I would like to thank you very much."

"Oh, mother, you want to rest, right? I will help you lie down now."

Zhao Ji gave Ying Zheng a helpless look, but Ying Zheng turned a blind eye and took off the pearls and jades on Zhao Ji's head. He then bent down and took off her high heels and gauze socks. He couldn't help but play a trick on her again and tickled the soles of her feet.

"oops!"

The sudden stimulation made Zhao Ji instinctively curl up her calves and tighten her arches. Zhao Ji was most afraid of being tickled.

Zhao Ji reacted, raised her delicate little toes with a bit of embarrassment and kicked towards Ying Zheng.

As a result, he was easily captured by Ying Zheng who was prepared.

The delicate jade feet were firmly grasped by the big hand.

Ying Zheng sighed, "My mother is trying to assassinate me again, but unfortunately I am more skilled than her."

As he spoke, he tickled the soles of his feet twice in revenge.

Zhao Ji was most afraid of being tickled. She giggled and begged for mercy: "Mother, you are wrong. I didn't mean to do that. I was totally out of control. I really didn't mean to do that."

"Oh? I don't believe it."

As he spoke, he tickled the soles of his feet twice, causing Zhao Ji to laugh so hard that her body shook and her peaches swayed. She almost laughed herself into a choke: "Really, really! Would the Queen Mother lie to you?"

Zhao Ji finally mustered up her strength and grabbed Ying Zheng's shoulders with both hands. She looked at Ying Zheng pitifully with her beautiful eyes and begged for mercy in a tender voice: "Zheng'er, Zheng'er, please spare your mother. You know that your mother is most afraid of being tickled."

Seeing Zhao Ji laughing so hard, Ying Zheng was really afraid that she would choke on her breath, so he decided to stop while he was ahead and nodded: "I naturally believe that mother didn't mean it, but mother, please be careful in the future."

Zhao Ji nodded repeatedly.

Just as Ying Zheng was about to lift Zhao Ji's slender legs and lay her flat, Zhao Ji suddenly said, "Wait a moment."

"Hmm?" Ying Zheng looked up at Zhao Ji, who looked at him pitifully, "Zheng'er, can you give me a foot massage? Today's shoes are too high and not very comfortable to wear."

Ying Zheng said helplessly: "Okay."

"Then lie down first, mother."

Zhao Ji shook her head: "No, it's just right to sit here." Then she raised her calf and placed it in front of Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng was helpless, but what could he do? He just sat cross-legged on the floor.

Zhao Ji stretched her feet in front of Ying Zheng with a smile on her face.

Ying Zheng patted the back of his foot very gently and said, "Put it down a little, you are about to step on my face."

Zhao Ji curled her lips and said, "It would be better if I stepped on it!"

But he put it down obediently, but he stepped on Ying Zheng's crossed knees. After all, it was too tiring to hang his legs in the air.

Ying Zheng shook his head gently, there was really nothing he could do. He grabbed a small foot with his big hand, which was smooth, white, and as tender as fat.

You can tell just by looking at her appearance that she is really tired. Even though she can't walk much in a day, it must be uncomfortable for such delicate feet to wear such high heels.

(End of this chapter)