Lu Buwei nodded, his three-foot beard under his lips swaying slightly with his movements. He glanced at the waiter with a stern look, until the waiter's head almost dropped to his chest, then he said with satisfaction: "After cleaning up, I'll take Mrs.

Move the things here, and as for the young master, he is still young, so he will live in the side hall together!" When he said this, he had already made a decision, and did not ask Zhao Ji and Ying Zheng about their intentions. Zhao Ji was so lustful that she saw

The old lover in the past had long lost his mind and didn't care about him making decisions for him. Yingzheng knew that he was young and weak at this time and could not let him express any opinions, so he tolerated it in his heart. Lu Buwei was already in power at this time.

After sitting in the position of Taiwei, judging from the official position at this time, he was just below the prime minister. It was only a matter of time before one person was inferior to ten thousand people.

Ying Zheng quietly allowed Lu Buwei to arrange a series of things for him, with his head lowered and a fearful look, hiding the coldness in his eyes. The place Lu Buwei arranged for their mother and son was in a remote area near Zhangtai Palace.

The palace, Zhangtai Palace is the main courtyard where the king lives. At this time, King Xiaowen Yingzhu was weak, so most things were decided by the crown prince Zi Chu. Now Zi Chu lives in Zhangtai Palace. Lu Buwei arranged for Ying Zhu to

Zheng's mother and son live near Zhangtai Palace, which can be regarded as arranging for them to be close to the water. It seems that Lu Buwei is more anxious than Yingzheng to get him to the throne. Thinking of this, Yingzheng feels a little relieved, but thinking that all this is because of Zhao

Ji had an affair with Lu Buwei and felt disgusted again.

It was already evening when we approached the side hall of Zhangtai Palace. The palace of Qin State was huge. Fortunately, we had to ride a horse-drawn carriage to get in. If we had to walk on our own legs, we would probably have to walk until it was dark. Yingzheng and Zhao Ji settled in

After coming down, Lu Buwei stayed for a long time. Although he was powerful now, King Xiaowen Yingzhu was still there, so he dared to act unscrupulously. He stayed for a while, flirted with Zhao Ji, and finally got up to say goodbye and left. Yingzheng allowed himself a few

A palace maid was waiting for her to take a bath and change her clothes. Before she could wring her hair, she heard a waiter coming in to tell her that the prince had invited Mrs. Zhao!

At this time, Zhao Ji had also packed up and taken a shower. Her half-dry hair was hanging lazily behind her back, and she wore a silver ornament as big as a baby's palm on her forehead, which made her pure and flawless. Her eyes were shining, and it was impossible to tell that she was already in her twenties.

The 20-year-old mother has a graceful figure when walking. She is dressed in a wide and ethereal dark dress, and her slender waist is outlined by a belt, which makes her even more charming. Pure and enchanting are combined, and the temptation is doubled. Lian Yingzheng also looks at his mother twice.

Eyes, not to mention the waiter who came to summon him in advance, Zhao Ji smiled slightly and moved lightly. The red dress on her body made her as bright as fire, and her skin was as white as snow. She looked at Ying Zheng and herself.

With a pretty face that matched hers, she pursed her lips, her eyes sparkled, and gave a few instructions before following the waiter out. After a while, the sound of a carriage rolling was heard, and he did not come back that night.

In the unusually quiet side hall, a figure in dark blue clothes stood every few steps away. Palace lanterns were lit around the walls, bringing a hint of brightness to the unusually spacious hall. The surroundings were so quiet that even the sound of breathing could not be heard.

There were so many palace people standing in the palace, like puppets, without even the hem of their clothes moving. Ying Zheng slept in the spacious and gorgeous palace that night, and almost didn't close his eyes all night. How could he be so unfamiliar with this place?

The discomfort in the palace and the loneliness after Nie Yuan's departure. Although there were at least a dozen palace attendants standing in the palace, it still brought him an inconsolable loneliness and dead silence, and all kinds of complicated feelings surged in his heart.

, leaving him almost sleepless. Early the next morning, when the waiter came to wait for him to get up, he opened his eyes as soon as the footsteps sounded. He didn't close his eyes all night, but Yingzheng was still in high spirits.

With Yiyi's appearance, the Kung Fu taught by Nie Yuan in the past few years was now showing its effect. When the waiter came in, Leng Heye could see that his eyes were still open, and his beautiful big eyes were half-closed.

The dim eyes around him, bright and cold, startled him. After a long while, he said in surprise: "Young master, you woke up so early? Do you want to sleep for a while? It's still early."…

The waiter had a slightly shrill voice. He was about twenty years old, with a fair face, a straight waist, and an unusually supple appearance. It was quiet in the early hours of the morning, but his slightly shrill voice suddenly sounded, which seemed unexpected and unusual. The palace was also

It was very broad, and his voice echoed twice in the hall. Ying Zheng shook his head and sat up with his body propped up. The waiter came forward and took the clothes for him to dress neatly, and spit out mouthwash on him.

After washing his face in the bronze basin that the waiter was carrying, he picked up the bronze sword hanging on the bedside and said with a smile: "No problem, you guys go down first. I'm used to getting up early. I'll dance with the sword for a while and then you can come and serve me!"

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The Nu'e servants in the palace agreed respectfully, and then filed out quietly. Ying Zheng stepped out of the inner hall. Yesterday, he saw an unusually spacious garden in the backyard, surrounded by flowers, plants and other things.

Every part of the Qin Palace is extremely vast. Even a small garden is much larger than the previous Zhao Mansion. It is best used for practicing martial arts. Ying Zheng raised the long sword without hesitation, remembered the direction and trotted all the way.

In the past, he had a bronze block tied to his leg that Nie Yuan had specially soaked with copper oil and other substances, which increased the weight dozens of times. Although it was extremely heavy, he had gotten used to it over the past few years, and his body was pretty good.

flexible.

Nie Yuan once said that his physical strength was over-compensated. His body was brave but not flexible enough. Therefore, this method was used to make him get used to the weight of these objects and then remove them to make up for his physical shortcomings and win.

Nie Yuan didn't know that Ying Zheng had been wearing it for several years, and even gained a few pounds during that time. Although he knew that Ying Zheng had a strong character, he didn't expect him to be able to do this. After all, Ying Zheng was old enough.

Even though he could endure hardship, Nie Yuan never expected that he could do more than he thought.

After running around the garden several times and dancing with the sword for half an hour, Ying Zheng's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. He also knew the principle of "too much", and was afraid that he would use too much force and hurt his developing body.

He was left with hidden wounds, so he practiced for about an hour. Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, he put away his sword and stopped. When he slowly ran back to the palace where he lived, a waiter had already prepared a hot water handkerchief.

As soon as he came back, a palace maid handed him a handkerchief. Ying Zheng wiped the sweat from his forehead. When he was being served to change his clothes again, someone suddenly came in from outside and delivered an order:

"The Crown Prince has an order, tell me to go to Zhangtai Palace to share breakfast with you!" Ying Zheng nodded in agreement without pausing. The waiter waited for a while, but when he saw that he didn't express anything, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

Then he bent over and walked backwards.
Chapter completed!