The world started by Daqin Mingyue

Chapter 472 Toys
"Sister, what you said is wrong. Who doesn't know that the king likes to tease you the most. This kind of favor is in the whole palace, and you are the only one, sister." Wei Xianxian smiled.

Wei Xianxian has a gentle personality, and after he came to Qin, he lived in Zhilan Palace most of the time. Therefore, Mrs. Mingzhu is very familiar with Wei Xianxian, and the relationship between the two is also very close. it is good.

Wei Xianxian did it out of character, while Mrs. Mingzhu did it because of her intelligence.

"Teasing? Am I a cat or a dog? Just like being teased that much?" Mrs. Mingzhu curled her lips, and said with disdain and disgust.

"Don't sister like it?" Wei Xianxian asked back.

"Only cats would like it." Mrs. Mingzhu insisted.

"Well, I admit, that kind of feeling is really good." In the eyes of Wei Qianxian who already understood everything, Mrs. Mingzhu couldn't hold her tongue any longer.

Mrs. Mingzhu knew very well that even if she could fool Wei Xianxian, she couldn't fool herself. She really enjoyed being teased by Ying Zheng. After a while, she couldn't help but hand over some clues to Ying Zheng.

It has been many years since this cycle went on and on. During this process, Mrs. Mingzhu has watched Ying Zheng change from a teenager to the young man he is now. If it can continue, Mrs. Mingzhu hopes to see Yingzheng's middle-aged and even young people. It is old age.

"So, my sister, how do you use the words of the king now, and you think you are upright." Wei Xianxian laughed.

"Your Majesty even told you such a thing?" Mrs. Mingzhu asked in surprise.

"Well, although I like this kind of thing, it can't be like this. Li Yanyan was once the queen of Chu Kingdom." Mrs. Mingzhu said.

When Li Yanyan entered Zhiyang Palace, no one knew who was behind the scenes than Mrs. Mingzhu. She could even feel the malice from Yingzheng deeply.

"Here, there is no queen." Wei Xianxian said.

"I know, but I'll just let it go. Your Majesty is such a person. If he gets angry with me, it's a trivial matter. He won't be afraid of getting angry with his son?" Mrs. Mingzhu complained and looked at her belly, where there was Mrs. Mingzhu. The fruits of these years of struggle.

"That's my daughter." Amidst Mrs. Mingzhu's complaints, Ying Zheng's voice came from afar.

"Impossible, I have a hunch that he must be a son." Mrs. Mingzhu looked in Yingzheng's direction and said.

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"You should also be nicer to Mingzhu. There are so many women around you, you can't just catch one and bully them hard." Zhao Ji complained to Ying Zheng. Zhao Ji obviously already knew about the previous things.

"When bullying a good person, there is always a psychological burden. After all, I am also a good person. It is really unbearable to bully a good person. But a bad person like Mingzhu has no psychological burden at all." Ying Zheng said indifferently.

"Ha, there is such an explanation?" Zhao Ji only felt that her cognition had been subverted.

"Didn't mother feel the joy in it?" Ying Zheng asked rhetorically.

"What does your Majesty mean?" Hearing Ying Zheng's words, Zhao Ji instinctively felt guilty, and a slight blush appeared on her fair cheeks.

What does he mean by that?Did he discover something?Is he just testing me, or is it just unintentional words?Zhao Ji looked at Ying Zheng and countless guesses collided in her mind for a while.

"Didn't mother often bully Mingzhu? It's a good feeling to be bullied like this?" Ying Zheng asked.

"It's pretty good." Zhao Jiqiang said calmly.

"So, this kind of thing can't stop at all." Ying Zheng said indifferently.

"Yes, yes." Zhao Ji said guiltily.

"Aren't you very busy recently? Why did you think of coming to my place?" Zhao Ji quickly changed the subject, she knew that she couldn't say anything more on this topic, otherwise, she might reveal something serious thing.

"I have something to give to my mother." Ying Zheng said as he took out a small jade bottle from his cuff.

"What good thing?" Zhao Ji took the small jade bottle that Ying Zheng handed over, and curiously uncorked it and asked Ying Zheng.

"Is this elixir? It smells pretty good." Zhao Ji wrinkled her nose and sniffed lightly.

"However, who gave this kind of thing to the king? Those from the Yinyang family?" Zhao Ji asked again, and a bad guess appeared in Zhao Ji's mind.

"No." Ying Zheng said.

"My lord, the water of pills is too deep. You are still young, so it is best not to touch them. Who gave you these things? I want to see who dares to use such things to confuse Zheng'er. You." When Zhao Ji spoke, a strong evil spirit appeared between her brows.

Pills, this kind of thing may be really useful, but Zhao Ji is also clear about the reason why the medicine is three-point poisonous. At Yingzheng's current age, contacting such things is absolutely beneficial and harmless. All Zhao Ji can think of is , My son was cheated.

Zhao Ji couldn't help but feel worried when she thought of all the bad rumors about the pills she had heard.

"Is mother worried that I will be cheated?" Seeing the rare solemn expression on Zhao Ji's face, Ying Zheng smiled.

"This matter is very serious." Zhao Ji said solemnly.

"Mother, don't worry, I still have some sense of propriety. These elixirs are not poisonous." Ying Zheng said.

"No one would say that the elixir is poison." Zhao Ji became more and more panicked, and Ying Zheng's reaction seemed to be a little bit bad now.

"These pills are for mother," Ying Zheng said.

"Me?" Zhao Ji asked in surprise, how could things change to the way they are now? It doesn't seem so bad.

"Mother is getting old," Ying Zheng said.

"Nonsense, I'm still very young." Zhao Ji retorted instinctively.

"It must be painful to pull out gray hair?" Ying Zheng asked.

"How do you know?" Zhao Ji's face changed slightly.

After all, Zhao Ji is now in her 40s and close to 50 years old. Even if Zhao Ji is pampered on a daily basis, this age is still a very scary age for women in this era. Women of this age can already be called old women. up.

Even Zhao Ji is no exception. Since a year ago, the first thing Zhao Ji does after waking up every morning is to focus on looking for the white hair that does not know where it will appear in front of the bronze mirror. In the past few years, Zhao Ji has found many and pulled out many.

Although her appearance is preserved, Zhao Ji is always worried about her hair volume. Although she has a lot of hair, she still has it. If this goes on, how many years can she last?Zhao Ji expressed her despair at this.

(End of this chapter)