The Moon in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 419 Bury her!
Seeing that Ying Zheng stopped running, Zhao Ji also stopped, ran to Ying Zheng, put her hands on her waist and smiled proudly: "Do you accept it?"

Ying Zheng nodded repeatedly: "Oh, my mother is so majestic, how dare I offend you? I am convinced, I am convinced."

"You're right to obey. I'll see if you dare to attack my mother again. You have to know that compared to my mother, you are like that, eh, that what?"

Ying Zheng quickly took up the subject: "My mother, do you mean to say that a firefly is as bright as the moon, and a mayfly is as bright as the sky?"

Zhao Ji nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, that's it, you compare yourself to your mother, that's it"

Zhao Ji paused for a moment. She really didn't want to compare Ying Zheng to a firefly, so she was vague.

"Well, anyway, that's what you just said."

Ying Zheng felt happy in his heart, but he still followed Zhao Ji's words and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, mother is right."

Zhao Ji smiled triumphantly, and suddenly stretched out her jade hand and placed it in front of Ying Zheng. Ying Zheng subconsciously tried to grab it, but was knocked away by Zhao Ji.

"You forgot this year's."

Ying Zheng suddenly realized and said with a smile: "I haven't forgotten, how could I forget?"

"Isn't today the first snow?"

Zhao Ji snorted, "Stop talking nonsense and hurry up. What if there is less snow this year?"

Ying Zheng smiled and said, "What does the Queen Mother want this year?"

Zhao Ji raised her head and said: "It's up to you. You have to satisfy me anyway."

Ying Zheng thought about it and realized that the first gift was snow plums, and last year it was a palace.

Zhao Ji has always loved beautiful things and cute things. Thinking of this, Ying Zheng already knew what to give Zhao Ji that she would like.

However, I still have to send the concubines and children away first. Otherwise, if the concubines and children are present and want something, I don't know how long they will make trouble if I don't allow them.

If she agreed, Zhao Ji would definitely not be happy.

The main reason is that there are too many people and I am too lazy to send them all off. But if I only send a few people off, such a happy day will be ruined, which is a pity.

Ying Zheng smiled slightly and said, "Please wait a moment, mother."

Ying Zheng looked towards Mi Yun. Oh my goodness, the snow within a radius of dozens of feet around the battlefield was either piled up into mountains or full of potholes with snow and water.

The water was melted by Yan Lingji's flame.

It's been over two quarters of an hour, and the fight is still going strong, even more intense, almost to the point of getting really angry. Ying Zheng thought that this was enough, and they might as well vent their anger on each other, they couldn't really lose control.

Ying Zheng walked towards the women and coughed heavily.

Soon, in just a few breaths, the flying snowballs disappeared, and the flying snow surrounding him also disappeared.

The chaotic fighting stopped.

Mi Yun was the first to complain. With his highest cultivation and fastest lightness skills, he instantly reached Ying Zheng and threw himself into his arms.

She cried, "My king, please help me. There are five of them bullying me."

When the others heard this, they were furious.

We bullied you! Please, look at what everyone looks like now, okay?
The corner of Ying Zheng's mouth twitched. These beauties had just had a high-intensity snowball fight, and they had put in a lot of effort. Even in such a cold weather, they were all sweating profusely. It could be said that they were sweating profusely.

But that's not the problem.

Mi Yun had the highest cultivation level, so even when she was fighting one against five, she was still able to handle it with ease. Although she was not unscathed, there was only some snow on her skirt, which was directly dispersed by her protective true qi, and her clothes were already dried.

Now she looks normal, her makeup is not smudged, except for a little sweat on her forehead.

But the other beauties are different.

Yan Lingji had needed to use weapons a long time ago, and had already taken off her long fire spirit hairpin.

Now her hair is messy and her dress is full of wrinkles. This scheming fairy only melted the snow and wet her clothes, but did not dry them.

Deliberately make yourself look pitiful.

Well, there is more to this.

Yan Lingji's clothes were originally slim-fitting and tight, and because they were wet, they stuck to her body, showing off her figure even more, making her look very seductive.

Gongsun Li's hair was a little messy, her clothes were covered with snow stains, and her pretty face was red.

There is a look of implicit grievance, which is full of my grievance, but I won't say it.

The sisters Gui Xuan and Gui Wan are really miserable. Their cultivation is the lowest to begin with, and now they don’t even know where their hairpin pendants have fallen.

His whole body is covered with snow, which he hasn't shaken off yet. Well, it's probably because he didn't shake off the snow on purpose.

Poor Ying Xin, she is the most miserable. Normally, she has a noble status and no one dares to do anything to her. This time, she has such a good opportunity. If she can't defeat Madam Yunmeng, can't she deal with you, Madam Huiyi?
And there is Mi Yun. Mi Yun has long wanted to teach these vixens a lesson, especially those with the same status as herself. Such an opportunity is not easy to find.

In addition, she had just been clever and had caused public outrage, so she was attacked by both sides and was directly buried by both sides.

She had just crawled out, covered in snow, and now threw herself into Ying Zheng's arms, pushing Mi Yun to the side.

She is the most miserable one. Her cultivation is not good enough and she has no teammates.

If this didn't stop, she wouldn't dare to crawl out. She had just crawled out and her pretty face was red from the cold. Now her beautiful eyes were filled with tears as she looked at Ying Zheng with grievance.

Ying Zheng was really at a loss whether to laugh or cry. As for the person in his arms, Mi Yun was right, it was five people beating up her alone, but none of them had ever beaten her.

Ying Xin, this little beauty who was never good at thinking, finally thought about something and was smart, but then she was buried in the snow. Yan Lingji, in fact, didn't suffer any loss, but she pretended to suffer a great loss and looked aggrieved.

And she never forgot to seduce Ying Zheng.

As for Gongsun Li and the Tian sisters, they seemed to have suffered a little loss, but the three of them together did not suffer much loss.

But, being suppressed and beaten is enough to make me angry.

Ying Zheng let go of Mi Yun and Ying Xin, and with a wave of his sleeves, he removed all the snow stains on their bodies and also drove away the moisture from their clothes.

He smiled and said, "Alright, alright, everyone wins and loses, and we all had a good time today, so stop making trouble."

"After playing for so long, the children are tired. It's time to go back."

"Besides, the children have been making so much noise for so long that they are all sweating. They need to go back to the palace to warm up and change clothes. It would be bad if they catch a cold."

As soon as Ying Zheng said this, those who had children immediately stopped making a fuss.

Yes, children are important. The king is obviously trying to smooth things over, but he doesn't have time to argue with these little bitches.

I’ll find a chance to make up for the loss next time!
Several people bowed and took their leave, and hurried to take their children back.

Children's energy is really unlimited. Even after such a long time, they don't feel tired at all. They are still having fun and don't want to go back at all.

He was dragged back by his own mother.

Yan Lingji didn't want to leave, so Ying Zheng slapped her on the buttocks. Then she went back with a look of grievance.

The Tian sisters' makeup was smudged and their jewelry was messed up, so they didn't want to keep them, lest they leave a bad impression on the king, and they left immediately afterwards.

Duanmu Rong also took Ying Yi back with her. Ying Zheng sent away Nongyu and Xiaoxuenv, leaving only Hanlu.

Only then did Ying Zheng walk up to Zhao Ji. She had been waiting for a long time.

She was also very interested in watching the excitement.

As soon as I stopped exercising, I felt a little cold because the wind and snow had not stopped.

Ying Zheng smiled slightly, took Zhao Ji's hand and channeled his inner energy into her to warm her body.

While saying: "Mother, guess what I am going to give you?"

Zhao Ji raised her eyes and replied, "No guess, no guess, you have to satisfy me anyway, I can't be dissatisfied."

"Hehehe, if I'm not satisfied, I will never give up."

Ying Zheng laughed and said, "Don't worry, mother. I will definitely satisfy you. Please close your eyes first."

Zhao Ji rolled her eyes at Ying Zheng and closed her eyes, but she was extremely expectant in her heart.

Ying Zheng saw Zhao Ji close her eyes and turn her palms upward. Snowflakes several feet around her swirled and flew into Ying Zheng's palms, allowing her to change as she wished.

In just a few breaths, it had gathered into the shape of a puppy, which was the little yellow dog that Ying Zheng gave to Zhao Ji when he was young.

Ying Zheng had a photographic memory. The dog he made out of snow was exactly the same in size and appearance as the one he gave to Zhao Ji!
Even his posture was the same as when he first met Zhao Ji. He was held in Ying Zheng's hand, with his hind legs shyly crossed and his eyes full of panic.

It is so lifelike that even the hair is exactly the same. At first glance, it really looks like a living thing.

Except that it changed from a little yellow dog to a pure white little snow dog.

The snow dog was pressed down firmly by Ying Zheng, so it was not afraid of being scattered easily.

"Okay, mother, you can open your eyes now."

Zhao Ji slowly opened her eyes and saw the familiar puppy.

It’s a pity that its lifespan has long been over and it ended long ago.

Zhao Ji has always been a sentimental person, and her heart was filled with mixed feelings at that moment.

I feel both like and sad, both touched and sad.

Ying Zheng carefully watched Zhao Ji's reaction. He saw Zhao Ji open her eyes, which gradually widened and her pupils gradually became tearful.

He smiled and said quickly: "Mother, Xiao Huang has been comfortable since he had the honor of being fed by you, and he died of old age. Please don't be sad."

"Just keep this as a reminder."

Ying Zheng said this as he handed the snow sculpture to Zhao Ji, letting her play with it to get familiar with it.

Zhao Ji nodded slightly, took it, and gently touched the dog's head. It was cold and there was no reaction.

Unlike before, it is warm now, and when you touch it, it will lick your hand enthusiastically and happily.

Zhao Ji sighed softly, and a faint sadness surged in her heart.

“Zheng’er, put it away as usual.”

Ying Zheng nodded, melted some snow into water, froze the puppy, and had someone send it to the ice room.

Seeing Zhao Ji frowning and feeling sad, Ying Zheng thought to himself, Oh no, my mother may like him, but it also reminds her of her past. She must be sad now.

Ying Zheng quickly took Zhao Ji's hand and walked into the palace, saying with a smile: "Don't be sad, mother. Why are your hands so cold? Let's go to the palace and warm them up first."

(End of this chapter)