The Moon in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 581 Poor Ji Qiong
Ying Zheng kissed the child's face and coaxed him softly, "Yao'er, yao'er, call me father quickly."

Ying Yao turned a deaf ear to him and stubbornly tried to grab Ying Zheng's golden crown. Ying Zheng laughed and winked at Yan Lingji. Yan Lingji hesitated for a moment, but still took off the black bird crown for Ying Zheng, and then placed it in front of Ying Yao, coaxing him, "Yao'er, Yao'er, call father quickly."

This time he finally responded. His little hands barely managed to grab the golden crown, and he called out incoherently twice: "Fuwang Funang."

This made Ying Zheng laugh out loud. Ying Zheng threw Ying Yao into the air and caught him again, which made Ying Yao laugh even louder.

Maybe all the children like to play this and have no interest in playing the golden crown, so they threw it away. Yan Lingji was quick-eyed and quick-handed. She immediately used her internal energy to guide it into her own hands and breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing the two of them having fun and getting along well with each other, Yan Lingji's heart melted into a pool of warm water. Her heart felt soft and warm. This kind of life was what she had always dreamed of. No, it was something she had never dared to think of.

After playing for a while, Ying Yao yawned. The little girl was already a little sleepy. She had been playing for a whole day before Ying Zheng came.

Ying Zheng held the child in his arms and slowly paced in the palace to coax the child to sleep. With his hair loose, Ying Zheng rarely showed his gentle and intimate side at this moment.

After Ying Yao fell asleep, Ying Zheng carefully put the child in the rocking bed and couldn't help kissing him.

Yan Lingji also came over and kissed the child. She felt that time passed too quickly.

Ying Zheng gave a look to the wet nurse and the maid, then took Yan Lingji's hand and walked towards her bedroom.

Yan Lingji followed obediently and was not naughty at all.

When Ying Zheng sat down, he held Yan Lingji in his arms again, held her hand and gently stroked her, saying softly: "The pair of children you gave birth to are both excellent. I love them very much."

Yan Lingji looked up at Ying Zheng infatuatedly and went straight to him.

She is already moved.

The two separated for a while. The beauty in his arms had a rosy face, just like the sunset in the sky, so beautiful. Her beautiful eyes, which used to be full of tenderness and charm, were now full of pure love.

Yan Lingji looked so beautiful. Ying Zheng's heart softened and he was filled with passion. He hugged the beauty tightly and whispered in her ear, "Would my little slave girl be willing to bear another child for me?"

Yan Lingji Tan exhaled a sweet breath from her mouth, and said in a trembling voice: "Master, the little slave girl is willing, no matter how much, Master, Master."

Linjiangxian - Love for You

Rain falls on the green lotus, pearls and jade roll, endless longing for love. Mandarin ducks stand on the beach, neck to neck. Butterflies fly, shadows are in disarray, clouds roll towards the orchid boat.

The water in the spring stream is rippling, and the wind shakes the green canopy. The pink peach is smiling like a cheek, and it contains spring. The swallows return to the warm place of the nest, and the stars and the moon stay with them forever.

After a long while, a maid quietly left Yuyang Palace and went to Yujie Palace to invite Xue Ji to Yuyang Palace.

This is Yan Lingji’s little thought.

She only calls her good sister after she has eaten. When her good sister comes over after getting dressed up, she can eat several more times!

While Ying Zheng was enjoying the song of ice, fire and water, Ji Qiong, the most miserable person in the entire Xianyang Palace, was still shedding tears.

This girl is really miserable. Misfortune struck her from the sky. She was implicated by her father and brother, and was demoted five levels. She is also under house arrest with no end in sight. Now all the harem is avoiding her.

Ever since the assassination attempt on the king, he hasn't even seen Ying Zheng, and it's been more than half a year.

As a result, her son Zhenji was not liked by the public and became visibly sensitive and introverted.

Children over the age of three could go to Zhangde Hall to accompany Ying Zheng, and Ying Zheng did not restrict the children. However, Zhenji was isolated by other children and no one wanted to play with him. After a long time, he was unwilling to go.

Now Zhenji is five years old and has already started school. This is even worse. He is even more isolated from his brothers and sisters. He doesn't even have a study partner and only has a little eunuch to serve him.

Only the oldest brothers didn't mind, but they all needed to go to school, and they didn't have enough time to study hard. They didn't have much time to accompany him, let alone the energy to take care of him. Even though they tried many times to get their brothers and sisters to accept Zhenji, the effect was limited, or it was basically useless.

Because of this, Ji Qiong was even more miserable, she didn't know who to hate or blame.

Hate Yan Wangxi and Yan Dan? They were her father and brother. Her brother was okay, but she was not too familiar with him. But Yan Wangxi had spoiled her since she was a child, so she could not be so ruthless as to hate her father.

Hate Ying Zheng? He was her husband, the father of her son, and the victim.

And now her husband had executed her father. She was suffocated by the pain and didn't know what to do except cry.

What makes her most painful and worried now is her son's future and her mother.

All the women of the three clans of King Xi of Yan were demoted to the palace as slaves, doing the hardest and most tiring work. Among them was Ji Qiong's mother, who was now suffering, but she was not only unable to help, but also unable to protect herself.

As for the son, he might have been made king. The son of the Korean beauty Honglian was promised to be the King of Han, and everyone in the harem knew about it.

But now, let alone being crowned king.

Ji Qiong watched helplessly as her five-year-old son, who was originally cheerful, lively, smart and active, became increasingly introverted and sensitive, and more and more timid and silent. Ji Qiong was heartbroken.

As a daughter, her father was killed and her mother was enslaved; as a wife, her husband was assassinated; as a mother, her son's situation became worse and worse. And she herself was also confined.

This is a life worse than death.

Ji Qiong entered the palace at the age of 28. Although it has been seven or eight years now, she is actually only in her twenties. In later generations, she would be just a college graduate or just entering the workplace. All this is really too cruel for her.

It was so cruel that she wanted to end her own life. Only when she saw her son and mother did she grit her teeth and hold on to hope.

But my heart still hurts so much and I can't control my tears.

In the past six months, Ji Qiong's eyes have had difficulty seeing distant objects clearly. You know, this is incredible for a person with good cultivation.

She was not even twenty-four years old, but she already had a strand of white hair.

It was midsummer, and the palace was covered in green shade. The evening breeze blew away the heat. The cool breeze could have wiped away the heat and pain in her heart, but Ji Qiong just felt that the wind was too cold.

Even in summer, it couldn't bring her warmth.

In a trance, she even seemed to have returned to the State of Yan. It was winter in the State of Yan. She couldn't help but tighten her palace skirt. The inexplicable chill came from the inside out and could not be dissipated.

Only when she saw her son squatting under the tree did Ji Qiong barely feel a trace of warmth.

Just looking at her son squatting there silently looking at the ants, Ji Qiong felt a lump in her throat and almost cried again.

She didn't want to show her weakness in front of her son, didn't want her son to be afraid, but she really couldn't control it.

Just as my eyes were blurred with tears, I seemed to see a tall figure approaching. Was it the king?
Ji Qiong smiled sadly. She must be hallucinating. How could the king come to see her?
The queen, who was such a good person, suggested that I be sent to the cold palace, and Madam Yunmeng even wanted to sentence me to death directly.

Why would the king come?
No, it’s really the king!

That’s right, Ying Zheng is here.

The incident in Yan State is over, and there is no need to keep the poor little girl Ji Qiong under house arrest.

After all, she was his concubine and had a son with her. Ji Qiong and the child were innocent.

Come and take a look today. If the beauty is open-minded, has a positive attitude, and does not harbor any resentment, her treatment can be improved.

Ji Qiong rubbed her eyes and looked carefully. It was indeed Ying Zheng who arrived. The servants in the palace were kneeling on the ground. Ji Qiong stood up quickly, but she had been unable to sleep or eat well during this period, and she was overly worried. She was so weak that she almost fell down when she stood up.

She staggered to Ying Zheng and knelt down to pay homage: "Your Majesty, I, your humble servant, pay my respects to you. May your Majesty be blessed with good health and happiness."

Zhenji also hurried over to pay his respects, and then knelt down without saying anything.

"Flat body."

Ying Zheng looked at the scene in the palace. In just half a year, the once prosperous Bugao Palace looked rather desolate and dilapidated. There were many weeds and it was quite messy.

Ji Qiong's clothes were a bit shabby and old-fashioned, but still relatively plain and clean. It was obvious that the little beauty had not given up on herself, and she still paid attention to being neat and clean in her daily grooming.

This is because Ji Qiong doesn't want to behave inappropriately in front of her son, so she forces herself to be strong every day.

Ying Zheng knew that this was all due to the slaves in the palace who acted according to their status and flattered the powerful and bullied the weak. This was unavoidable in the palace.

He looked at Ji Qiong again. The little beauty was the tallest in the palace. She was very tall when she entered the palace, and now she was a full seven feet and eight inches tall. It was just because she was too tall that she had always been a little thin.

Now he is even thinner and haggard.

It’s almost like she’s skin and bones, she’s almost a skinny beauty.

As for her complexion, the little beauty was not wearing any makeup, and there was a look of sorrow between her brows, so she naturally looked pale and haggard.

But she is still very beautiful after all. Even though she looks so haggard now and has no makeup on, she still adds some of the delicate beauty of Xishi, which can be said to have enhanced her beauty.

This was also because they took good care of it. Even though life was difficult and material supplies were scarce, fortunately they had the people they brought from the State of Yan, so they had no way to retreat and ultimately they still served with all their heart.

But it was only the people around her. Outsiders had long since avoided her and disdained her, which had caused the people around her to suffer greatly during this period.

The servants around her haven't had enough to eat recently.

Ying Zheng had extraordinary eyesight and could see clearly that Ji Qiong already had a strand of white hair in her hair and her eyes were red and swollen. It was obvious that she had been suffering terribly during this period.

However, what made Ying Zheng happy was that there was no resentment in the little beauty's eyes, only heavy sorrow, and after seeing him, she was even a little surprised.

Ying Zheng waved at Zhen Ji and asked him to come closer. Zhen Ji hesitated and timidly came forward and was picked up by Ying Zheng. Seeing his son like this, Ying Zheng felt a little distressed, after all, he was his son.

(End of this chapter)