The Moon in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 420 Peony Reflecting on the Water
Zhao Ji followed Ying Zheng into the palace. As they walked along, she felt much more comfortable. After all, the incident had long passed.

There is often no cure for the pain in people's hearts.

However, time has great power.

Time can ease the pain and sorrow.

The palace was warm as spring, and Hanlu helped Zhao Ji take off her fox fur coat.

Just now, Zhao Ji played with Ying Zheng and the children and worked up a sweat, which was all covered by her fur coat. Now that she was in the warm palace, she felt uncomfortable all over.

She asked Ying Zheng to sit down first, and she pulled Hanlu to take a bath and change clothes.

Ying Zheng stopped her and used the excuse that he wanted to talk to Han Lu about something, and asked other maids to serve her.

Zhao Ji glanced at Ying Zheng with contempt, said lightly, but did not force it.

After Zhao Ji left, Ying Zheng sat in the main seat and pulled Han Lu over and let her sit in his arms.

Well, in such a cold day, I just need to hug a fragrant and warm beauty to feel comfortable.

Even though she had already had extremely intimate behavior with Ying Zheng, it was in broad daylight and in the Queen Mother's Ganquan Palace, so Han Lu was still a little shy.

Especially when he felt that his own king had easily climbed up to the baby cafeteria.

She said shyly, "Your Majesty, this is Ganquan Palace. It would be bad if the Queen Mother saw it."

Ying Zheng smiled indifferently: "It's okay, don't you know the Queen Mother? She will take more than half an hour to bathe, change clothes, and put on makeup. Besides, I can sense that the Queen Mother is coming."

"It's too cold, let me hug you."

Hanlu complained in his heart, this palace has geothermal heating and is as warm as spring, how can it be cold?

But since the king likes it, we can only go along with him.

Hanlu also likes to be held by the king.

Hanlu hugged Ying Zheng's broad back. She felt very safe in his arms.

With the warm beauty in his arms, Ying Zheng felt even more comfortable.

Win-win, win-win.

Just as Ying Zheng had expected, it took a full half hour for Zhao Ji to come over.

Hanlu was already standing behind Ying Zheng, massaging his head.

Ying Zheng looked around and was shocked.

Zhao Ji changed into a new set of clothes.

This is a rather dignified and elegant black and red dress.

After just taking a bath, Zhao Ji did not wear heavy makeup, but only light powder. Her hip-length hair was not tied up and was still wet, but she was already stunningly charming.

She is just like a beauty who has walked out of an ancient painting, with eyebrows as dark as distant ink, eyes as clear as autumn water, and a radiant look as she moves.

The fragrant mist and clouds are wet, and the jade arms are cold.

Her black hair was like clouds, hanging freely and naturally reaching her thighs. A few strands of hair fell in front of her forehead, adding a touch of gracefulness and femininity.

Her skin is whiter than snow, as delicate as jade, and shows no signs of aging.

She was dressed in a silk dress, with a slender figure and graceful movements. Although she was only lightly made up, she looked even more beautiful and refined. She had the grace and elegance of a peerless beauty, the elegance of a breeze under the forest, and a look that could topple a country. Every inch of her, every frown and smile was captivating.

Ying Zheng coughed lightly and complained, "Mother, this is too long. I have been waiting for a long time."

Zhao Ji yawned. Her mood had completely recovered.

Zhao Ji retorted: "How long has it been? How can it be half a day? You have Hanlu to accompany you and take care of you. I see that you are very comfortable."

"Hey, why didn't you leave? Isn't everything fine today?"

The corner of Ying Zheng's mouth twitched: "It's getting late, and I haven't eaten yet. Why don't I just have dinner in Ganquan Palace? Do you want me to go to Zhangtai Palace later?"

Zhao Ji suddenly realized: "Yes, that's too much trouble."

Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Ji helplessly: "It has been arranged just now. The meal will be served later."

Zhao Ji nodded with satisfaction: "Good arrangement."

Ying Zheng snorted twice, but didn't say anything. Looking at Zhao Ji's still wet hair, he said, "I'll help you dry your hair now, mother. It's not comfortable when it's wet."

Zhao Ji replied: "My hair is wet, and I feel a little uncomfortable."

Then he walked forward and said, "Go, go, go."

He pushed Ying Zheng away from the main seat and sat down himself, with his long hair almost touching the ground.

Ying Zheng stood up with helplessness in his eyes and went behind Zhao Ji. He gathered Qi in his palms, stroked Zhao Ji's delicate head, and dried her hair from top to bottom.

By the way, he also massaged Zhao Ji's head acupoints, making Zhao Ji become lazy.

Zhao Ji only felt that Ying Zheng was standing behind her, like a mountain, and leaning on the mountain really made her feel at ease.

The hot big hands pressed on my head and stroked my long hair from top to bottom. Soon they were all dried and didn't feel so heavy anymore.

And after drying, she didn't leave immediately, but gently massaged the acupuncture points on the head and neck, which was warm and very comfortable.

Zhao Ji couldn't help but let out a long sigh. She felt really comfortable, even a little sleepy.

Seeing that Zhao Ji was feeling so comfortable that she wanted to take a rest, her head was nodding.

Ying Zheng quickly stopped and pinched Zhao Ji's pretty face: "Come on, you haven't eaten yet."

Zhao Ji yawned and said lazily, finally she didn't fall asleep. Ying Zheng shook his head, gathered his energy into a comb with one hand, and held up her long hair with the other hand, gently combing Zhao Ji's long black hair.

Zhao Ji's hair was black and shiny, as dark as new ink, as soft and smooth as silk, and it shimmered slightly in the light.

Zhao Ji's hair was truly beautiful, and Ying Zheng had a special liking for long hair. No wonder Zhao Ji was never willing to trim her long hair easily.

Ying Zheng's gentle movements contained endless tenderness, setting off Zhao Ji's endless elegance. As the comb slid, her long hair swayed gently, like dancing willows.

The three thousand strands of worries have become the most beautiful scenery at this moment, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

Ying Zheng never got tired of serving Zhao Ji.

Hanlu stood quietly behind them, feeling deeply moved as she saw how well the Queen Mother and the King and their son had bonded.

She was also extremely envious. She had never seen the king be so patient and gentle to anyone.

Even if it is just patience, the king only has this patience for state affairs and ministers of the previous dynasty.

Zhao Ji was also very cooperative at this time, very quiet, and her tranquility and elegance were undoubtedly revealed.

Ying Zheng stood behind Zhao Ji and saw everything clearly.

Hands are like catkins, skin is like creamy fat, collar is like grub, teeth are like gourd rhinoceros, gnat's head is moth eyebrows, smile is charming, and eyes are beautiful.

In the past, Zhuang Jiang was famous for this poem, but in the eyes of Ying Zheng, she was not even a bit comparable to Zhao Ji.

When she is quiet, she is like a peony reflecting on the water; when she moves, she is like a flying phoenix.

The Queen Mother of the Great Qin, the future Queen Mother and Imperial Queen Mother of the whole world, is not comparable to a mere Lady Wei.

Finally, all of Zhao Ji's beautiful hair was straightened. Ying Zheng was so meticulous that there wasn't even a single stray hair.

Hanlu had already gone to get the hairpins and step-shaking ornaments, there were about twenty of them, all of them were glittering with pearls and jade, dazzling and extremely luxurious.

Ying Zheng made a flying fairy bun for Zhao Ji, selected two simple and elegant hairpins, and fixed them with two gorgeous and exquisite hairpins.

He walked up to Zhao Ji, looked at her carefully, and nodded with satisfaction.

Hanlu also took out a bronze mirror and placed it in front of Zhao Ji so that Zhao Ji could see it.

Zhao Ji looked at it carefully and was very satisfied. She glanced at Ying Zheng coquettishly, smiled sweetly, and praised him teasingly: "Oh, I didn't expect that the King of Qin would know how to do this kind of girl's craft. It's amazing."

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows and said indifferently: "It seems that the Queen Mother is not satisfied. Forget it, let Hanlu help you tie your hair again."

As she was about to take off her hairpin, Zhao Ji quickly stopped her and said with a smile, "No, no, my mother is very satisfied, very satisfied. Isn't this a compliment to you? Look at you, you misunderstood."

Ying Zheng smiled proudly: "Oh~ I see, I misunderstood. Shouldn't the Queen Mother thank me? I have worked so hard for so long."

Zhao Ji saw that Ying Zheng was getting more and more demanding, but after thinking it over, she decided to give in. After all, her rebellious son had indeed worked hard for a while.

Zhao Ji cleared her throat, gave a fake but not fake smile, and said, "Then I would like to thank the king. It is really hard for the king to personally tie my hair. I am grateful."

Ying Zheng shook his head and said regretfully: "There is no sincerity at all, and the smile is not pretty. It's too perfunctory."

Zhao Ji saw that Ying Zheng was not satisfied with just an inch and was going to push it even further.

He put his hands on his hips and looked up, "Hehehe, I'll give you one more chance to answer again."

Ying Zheng quickly smiled and said, "I was wrong just now."

"My mother's smile is as beautiful as a flower. It is the greatest encouragement to me. I will continue to work hard. Being able to serve my mother is my filial duty."

Zhao Ji smiled triumphantly and gave the final conclusion: "Eat!"

Hanlu was standing aside, watching this scene, and couldn't help but smile.

After dinner, Ying Zheng pestered Zhao Ji and asked her to give him a good massage before he gave up.

He is not a person who will suffer a loss. Even with Zhao Ji, he has to reciprocate.

Zhao Ji massaged him for a full quarter of an hour before Ying Zheng left satisfied, leaving with Zhao Ji's contempt.

It is so comfortable to enjoy a massage after dinner.

Ying Zheng walked out of the palace leisurely, without getting on the golden carriage, just strolling leisurely.

I didn’t bring anyone with me, I just wanted to be alone.

A group of people were lagging far behind.

The snowstorm had stopped long ago.

Even the dark clouds have dispersed, and a bright moon hangs high in the sky, extremely bright.

The bright moonlight shines on the snow, and the white snow reflects the light, so it is not dark even in the middle of the night.

The snow is quite heavy, which indicates a good harvest. It will be another good year.

Stepping on the snow made a crackling sound, which was a bit harsh but not unpleasant. Ying Zheng enjoyed the feeling of stepping on the snow.

Along the way, many eunuchs were clearing the snow under the cover of night. It was easier to clear the snow after it had just fallen, but if they were delayed and the snow froze or was compacted, it would be difficult to clear.

Ying Zheng wandered around aimlessly, enjoying the rare quiet and leisure time.

Countless people knelt along the way, and only when Ying Zheng walked away did they dare to stand up.

My thoughts were wandering and before I knew it, I had arrived at Qutai Palace. The Qutai Palace was huge and luxurious, and it was not far from Ganquan Palace.

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