The Moon in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 627 Seize this opportunity
Ji Qiong looked at Ju Rong for a long time, which made Ju Rong feel uneasy. Although she was smart, she really couldn't figure out why Ji Qiong called her here. Ji Qiong didn't want to see her on weekdays.

The family of Prince Xi of Yan could only transfer their hatred to Ju Rong because of their hatred for the whole family.

Ji Qiong reached out and grabbed Ju Rong's hand, looking at Ju Rong's hand carefully.

Originally, these hands were pure and clean, but now there were calluses on the palms and fingertips, which was due to too much work and also because Ju Rong had martial arts skills.

She is the daughter of a general. She has practiced martial arts since childhood and has excellent marksmanship.

Now it has some small cracks due to frequent contact with water, but fortunately it is not completely broken. As long as it is well maintained, it will recover in some time.

The hands were still in excellent shape, small and beautiful, with slender fingers, but now that they had become a pair of working hands, they were a little rough.

Fortunately, Ju Rong comes from a family of generals and has some good cultivation skills. Otherwise, after being tortured so much during this period of time, even the most beautiful woman would not be able to look beautiful without a year or two of cultivation.

Ji Qiong's actions made Ju Rong feel even more uneasy. Today's behavior was too strange.

Ji Qiong said, "You've suffered a lot during this period of time. Look at what your hands have become. How can anyone like you?"

Ju Rong replied softly: "Everything is what I deserve."

"Heh." Ji Qiong chuckled.

Suddenly he shouted, "Of course you deserve it!"

His tone suddenly slowed down again, and he said in a sad voice: "Me too, we all do. We enjoy wealth and honor because of our birth, so it is only natural that we are implicated by our birth."

Ju Rong pursed her lips and said nothing.

Ji Qiong continued to talk to herself, "Yan Dan still has two sons in the slave house outside the palace, right? They are only three or four years old. One of them is your biological son, right?"

Ju Rong's pretty face turned pale instantly. She immediately turned over and fell under the bed, kowtowing heavily: "If Ba Zi needs anything from me, I will obey you. If Ba Zi is dissatisfied, please vent it to me. The child is still young and innocent."

"I beg you to consider that the child is also of Yan's bloodline, and that he is your nephew. If you have anything to say to me, I will have no complaints and will do everything willingly."

As Ju Rong spoke, she kowtowed repeatedly with such force that the wooden floor was shaken by the knocks.

Ji Qiong looked at a beauty like Ju Rong, a lady from a prominent family, with a noble and strong character, but now she could only kowtow in the utmost humility for the sake of her child, and her heart softened.

When Ju Rong finished speaking, Ji Qiong stopped her and said, "Stop! Come here!"

Ju Rong did not dare to hesitate at all. She immediately crawled to the bed and lay on it.

Ji Qiong straightened his upper body, lifted up Ju Rong's pointed chin, and looked at Ju Rong's forehead, which was already bruised. Fortunately, it was inside the hall and the floor was made of wood. If it was the bluestone floor tiles outside the hall, the skin would have been broken and bleeding long ago.

Ju Rong's heart was beating violently, and her bright eyes were filled with panic and anxiety. When Ji Qiong lifted her pretty face, she also followed Ji Qiong's strength obediently, not letting Ji Qiong use any strength at all.

Ju Rong was now only one foot away from Ji Qiong. Ji Qiong sat up with her upper body exposed. When she looked up, Ju Rong could clearly see Ji Qiong's extremely delicate skin, her firm and plump breasts, and even the purple-red marks left by Ying Zheng last night.

Ji Qiong said in a light voice, "Your reaction is too intense. Look, such a beautiful face, it would be such a pity if it were ruined."

"I didn't intend to do anything to the children. You are right. The children are innocent. After all, I am the aunt of these four children."

"I just have a question for you. Have you ever considered how the two children outside the palace, two three or four-year-old children, will survive? What will happen in the future?"

"Life in the slave house is not easy. Many children do not live to adulthood, especially such young children. They may die before the age of ten."

Ju Rong couldn't help crying bitterly, feeling heartbroken. This was a problem she had not dared to think about for a long time. Every time she thought about it, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

No matter how strong a woman is, she will collapse when she thinks of her three or four-year-old son in a slave house.

She never cried in front of her sisters and children. She was the backbone and didn't dare to cry at all. But now, Ji Qiong ruthlessly brought up the thing she dared not think about the most, and she collapsed instantly.

Even if the King of Qin treated the children in the slave houses well in order to demonstrate his benevolence, providing them with food and clothing and providing medical treatment when they were sick, but was that still a good place?
Daqin will try its best to let the child survive, but it is just survival. It is impossible for the child to live well, and there is nothing that can be done if the child really cannot survive.

These sons of sinners will be clean even if they die.

Even if they survived the most vulnerable childhood, after the age of eight they would either be sold or start doing slave work within their ability. They might even be selected for training in special organizations, or they might be castrated and sent to the palace to be trained as eunuchs from a young age.

The worst thing is that it is used as consumables for experiments.

Anyway, apart from having no future and no way to make a living, all other tragic experiences are present.

Ju Rong bit her mouth, blood and tears dripped down. Ji Qiong rubbed Ju Rong's head and sighed, "I asked someone to find out, the two children are fine now, without any illness or disaster. Although life is a little hard, at least nothing is wrong for now."

"But you don't have time. Even if the child is healthy, he will be eight years old, which is not too long, and it will be time to make a decision. And there are Jing'er and Ming'er. There are already too many people in my palace. Although the king has given me grace, these two children may have to be assigned to other places after they turn eight."

Ju Rong's crying became more miserable and louder, making everyone sad and cry.

Ju Rong raised her head, looked at Ji Qiong with tearful eyes, and begged: "Bazi, I beg you, please help the children. I will be grateful." Ji Qiong took a handkerchief to wipe Ju Rong's tears, and smiled bitterly: "Me? I can't move an inch in the palace, who dares to get close to me? As for outside the palace, even the Yan people avoid me and everyone despises me."

"Your Majesty, you rarely come to my place in a year. I am an unloved little boy. I can't even take good care of my own Zhenji. How can I help others?"

"Yesterday, the king asked me to take good care of the children in my palace. I am lucky enough to be able to protect a few children in this palace. What else can I do?"

Ju Rongqing knew that what Ji Qiong said was true, and she felt even more desperate. Normally, she didn't dare to think about these things, and today, Ji Qiong brought them up. She was so desperate that she felt it would be better to just die.

But now she really doesn't even dare to die.

"But there may be a solution."

Ji Qiong's unexpected words instantly became a life-saving straw for Ju Rong. Ju Rong quickly grabbed it tightly and barely stopped crying. Tears were still flowing, and she begged, "I don't know what method I can use. Please teach me, Ba Zi. I am willing to do anything."

Ji Qiong said: "Just because I don't have a solution doesn't mean you don't have a solution."

"The king is a man who values ​​friendship and loyalty, and is always generous and magnanimous to those around him. As long as you obey and make the king happy, all this will be done with just a word from the king."

Ju Rong stammered, "But, what virtue and ability do I have to beg for the king's favor?"

Ji Qiong stared at Ju Rong expressionlessly: "What do you think?"

Ju Rong instantly turned pale, her hands and feet were cold, and her heart almost stopped beating.

Ji Qiong then said softly: "You should be thankful that the king didn't dislike you yesterday."

"That's why I can give you a chance today."

"I alone cannot satisfy the king, and I cannot compete with other palaces for favor. The king comes less and less often. Ordinary women will not be noticed by the king, but you are different. You are outstanding enough, and your status may interest the king."

"I can make you my personal maid, but whether you can seize the opportunity depends on you."

"The king is leaving today, and I don't know how long it will take for him to come back. The next time you come, if you are lucky enough to be by his side, then all the children will be saved."

Ju Rong slumped on the bed, her bright eyes expressionless for the first time.

Ji Qiong continued, "I know the king. As long as you sincerely submit to the king, please the king, and satisfy the king, then the king will never be stingy with rewards."

"You need to give me an answer right now. You look too haggard and dull. You need time to recuperate."

Ju Rong knew very well that she had no choice. Not only that, she had to work hard to find a way to seize this opportunity.

Ju Rong smiled sadly, tears streaming down her face: "I am willing, I am willing. Thank you, Ba Zi."

Ji Qiong nodded in satisfaction: "Okay, I will arrange a separate room for you and Jing'er, and I will prepare clothes, jewelry, food and supplements for you. You must rest and recover as soon as possible."

"No one knows when the king will arrive. If you don't seize the opportunity, then no one can help you. Some things don't wait. If something happens outside the palace, it will be too late."

Ju Rong's pale lips trembled slightly, she smiled and cried, the blood under her lips was so dazzling, she nodded slowly: "I understand."

Looking at Ju Rong's appearance, Ji Qiong frowned: "No one will like you like this, and it will only spoil the fun. You should adjust your mentality as soon as possible."

"That treacherous fellow is not worthy of your remembrance. The king is a thousand times better than him!"

"There are countless people who can be close to the king. It is something they cannot even ask for. The former queen mother of Zhao was willing to submit to the king. What do you have to be wronged about?"

Ju Rong smiled sadly and nodded.

Ju Rong was not unwilling for Yan Dan's sake, nor did she hate Ying Zheng.

She just believed in staying faithful.

Her grandfather Ju Xin died for the State of Yan. As the Crown Princess of Yan, her child was the legitimate heir of Yan.

After Qin conquered Yan, even though she had no choice but to submit to Qin, she would never accept the idea of ​​turning around and throwing herself into Qin's arms.

But on the one hand, she had to be loyal to the State of Yan and chaste to her late husband, and on the other hand, it was the life and death and honor of her child. This choice was really too painful.

Being a slave is not shameful, it is a helpless act. Life is hard and painful, even if you are raped, it is not shameful.

But if I really have to actively seek favor, wag my tail and beg for mercy, crawl under my enemy, and even have to bear a child for my enemy, how can I face my grandfather after I die? How can I face the world?
The King of Qin carved a stele and wrote a biography for his grandfather and reburied him with great honor, for which he was extremely grateful.

But one thing is for sure, if I hadn't become the Crown Princess and the Prince of Yan was unjust, the drama family could have found someone else.

But after she became the Crown Princess, Ju Jia was reused. Although Yan Wangxi and Yan Dan did something unjust, Ju Jia was indeed reused and treated well. Now, the country is destroyed and the family is ruined. How can she
(End of this chapter)