Spring of the third year of the Qin King's Political Consultative Conference.

Taili pool.

After a year, the new palace built by Ying Zheng ordered people to have hot springs inside, with luxurious and warm decorations, while the scenery outside was pleasant and lush.

The most important thing is that it is very close to Xianyang Palace and the main hall is soundproofed.

In recent months, Zhao Ji has often come here to cultivate and can meet Ying Zheng every day.

This made Zhao Ji feel much more depressed and more energetic.

In the luxurious palace, water vapor is everywhere.

Even in early spring, it was a bit chilly, but the palace maids in the hall were like hot summer. All the palace maids were walking in thin gauze, and their skin was faintly visible.

A series of delicate and laughter kept coming, and the sound of the bells and the swallows were so lively.

"Stop making trouble, go and prepare meals. The king will come here for dinner later. Don't waste the time between the king and the queen mother."

After playing for a while, someone immediately said.

Everyone then began to prepare themselves.

In the hall, there was a huge pool of water, and petals were sprinkled on the water surface, which was filled with fragrance.

Next to the pool, there is also a woven soft lounge chair, which allows people to lie lazily on it to rest. Tea, snacks and various fruits are placed on the table next to it.

At this moment, Zhao Ji was wearing a thin light pink gauze skirt, lying on her side, her cheeks were rosy.

The gauze dress was wide open, revealing a large area of ​​pink skin, and there were a few drops of water hanging on the skin. It was obvious that it had just walked out of the bathtub.

"Has the Queen Mother's body been warmer?"

At this moment, the trendy banshee wearing the same thin purple gauze skirt knelt beside Zhao Ji and asked softly.

Hearing the voice of the banshee, Zhao Ji slowly opened her eyes, let out her breath, then stretched out her jade arm, and sat up with the help of the banshee.

"Zheng'er is indeed intent. This palace is more comfortable than in Ganquan Palace. Although Ganquan Palace is large, it is not lively enough. If you don't have a banquet, it will almost seem too deserted."

Zhao Ji stretched lazily.

"The Queen Mother is just unwell recently. The hot springs here just warm the Queen Mother's body and make the Queen Mother comfortable. After a few months, the weather will be hot and I will not be able to stay here."

The banshee chuckled and quipped.

"But every day, I feel much more comfortable to bubble up my body, and I can wash away my fatigue. Zheng'er should have done more. He is so tired that he needs these things to regulate his body. He can't be exhausted at a young age."

Zhao Ji said and showed a worried expression.

After all, his husband Ying Yiren died of overwork at thirty-five.

Now Ying Zheng's diligent attitude is even better than Ying Yiren. In addition to reading books, he also has to review a large number of memorials every day.

Zhao Ji naturally couldn't help but worry.

"Don't worry, the queen mother is in good health. The queen mother is the one who knows the most about this, and there will be no problem."

The banshee immediately spoke to comfort her.

After saying that, she blinked at Zhao Ji, as if she was trying to point out.

Zhao Ji's face suddenly sank, and she asked dissatisfiedly: "Mingzhu, what do you mean?"

"The Queen Mother~~"

The banshee said coquettishly, "What the maid means is the queen mother's son, and the queen mother is the queen mother. As the queen mother, she raised the king since childhood, so she naturally knew that the king was strong."

"And this is also thanks to the Queen Mother who did not let the king suffer any losses since she was a child. Even if she was in trouble, she could still ensure that the king was well-nourished, so she would be strong since childhood."

The banshee said as she glanced at the towering mountains on Zhao Ji's chest a few more times.

This is indeed capital.

Since childhood, children have saved enough food and grass, and won at the starting line.

Zhao Ji's eyes drooped, glanced at her chest, then raised her eyes and glared at the banshee. As a person who has experienced it, how could Zhao Ji not understand the meaning of the banshee's words?

"Mingzhu, if I haven't taught you a lesson for a few days, I started to joke with me again. Your courage is getting bigger and bigger. Is it because I am not feeling well now, so I can't teach you a lesson?"

Zhao Ji said lightly with a stern face.

The banshee immediately lowered her head and said coquettishly: "The Queen Mother forgives her for her crimes, but she is the maid who has made a mistake."

Seeing the banshee admitting her mistake, Zhao Ji smiled, raised her head, and said proudly: "But what you said is not unreasonable. Without the nourishment of my hometown since childhood, how could Zheng'er lay such a solid foundation? How could he be so tall? Hayou..."

Zhao Ji's eyes flashed, and the corners of her lips raised unconsciously, but she didn't finish speaking.

"That's right, it's all the credit of the Queen Mother."

The banshee immediately raised her head to compliment.

"Okay, help me get up, and it's time for you to calculate the time."

...

At dusk.

After handling government affairs, Ying Zheng came to Taiye Pool.

The meals are ready by the pool.

"If the mother is hungry, eat first. Don't always wait for me. If you come late and let the mother be hungry, wouldn't it be the child's sin?"

Ying Zheng came to Zhao Ji and sat down, took Zhao Ji's hand, and said with concern.

"If you don't come, your mother will not have the appetite alone."

Zhao Ji smiled and stroked Ying Zheng's hair on his forehead, "Besides, my mother waited for you, so you would cherish her mother and eat on time, otherwise you might have to work hard before you can think of eating."

"It's so old, I'm still worried about my mother."

Zhao Ji stretched out her green onion finger and pressed Ying Zheng's eyebrows, and said angrily.

"Didn't the Queen Mother say that I will always be a child in front of the Queen Mother, of course I have to worry about it."

Ying Zheng held Zhao Ji's hand tightly and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhao Ji suddenly smiled and narrowed her eyes, her eyebrows were curved, and she was obviously very happy that her beloved son said, "That's right, just know. No matter whether you are the King of Qin or the future lord of the world, you can only listen in front of her mother."

Zhao Ji stretched out her hands and pinched Ying Zheng’s cheeks on both sides.

With this intimate attitude, only Zhao Ji dared to do this in the world, and only she could do this.

"Okay, have a meal first."

"After using the meal, I will stay with my mother."

“It’s almost the same.”

Zhao Ji said with satisfaction.

...

At the same time.

Meng Tian traveled for several months, drove a carriage, and finally arrived in Xianyang.

Inside the carriage, there was a man that Meng Tian admired very much.

After spending time together for just a few months, Meng Tian felt that he had learned a lot from the other person.

There are even many things that his grandfather Meng Ao and his father Meng Wu cannot teach him.

His grandfather and father can be said to be famous generals, but the overall perspective and overall overall perspective are far inferior to those in the carriage.

Perhaps only Wu'anjun had such ability.

Such figures have not appeared in the current Qin State.

At this moment, he finally understood why the king asked him to travel thousands of miles to find such a hermit.

At this moment, Meng Tian only had admiration for Ying Zheng.

"Sir, Xianyang is here."

In front of the city gate, Meng Tian stopped the carriage, bowed to the carriage behind him, and said in a deep voice.

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