Chapter 113 The beautiful girl with pear blossoms and rain
Behind Jiang He, the man walked in with square steps and stood still in front of the steps.
He was wearing dark green clothes, and his dark cloak was lifted up, revealing a collar with complicated has a handsome neck, thick eyebrows, cold forehead, and a tired and energetic expression, like a god who sits on the throne above all kings.
Zhao Zheng, the king of Yong State.
Zhao Yuxue stood up in shock. The tea cup overturned on the table and was wiped away by several palace maids in a hurry.
"His Majesty."
She managed to calm down her emotions and stepped forward to salute solemnly.
"I heard Ahe say that Princess Jinyang was a host, so I couldn't help but come to join in the fun."
Zhao Zheng was talking to Zhao Yuxue, but the smile in the corners of his eyes and brows fell on Jiang He.
He calls "Ahe", which naturally reveals the ambiguity between men and was as if this was already his person, the person he wanted to protect.
Zhao Yuxue was disdainful in her heart, but a gentle and shy smile appeared on her face.
"I didn't expect that your majesty would be so kind as to attend. I was not well prepared for the snow. I hope your majesty will forgive me."
Her knees were slightly bent, her body leaned forward, and the pearls swayed under her earlobes. The pale white candlelight cast soft light and shadow on her slender neck. Her skin was as white as fat and charming, but her expression was pure and innocent and timid.
Any man who sees this look will be unable to move away.
Zhao Yuxue lowered her head. Her eyes saw the hem of Zhao Zhengxuan's dark green clothes getting closer, and then she stepped past.
It was as if she was just a tree growing by the roadside.
A tree with no flowers, withered branches and leaves, and no appearance.
Zhao Yuxue's cheeks turned red for a moment. She tried hard to take a breath to relieve the tightness in her chest, and then she heard Princess An Guo Jiang He said: "I wonder if Your Highness can give up this throne to Your Majesty?"
Her voice was clear and humorous, breaking the silence in the hall.
Zhao Yuxue quickly stood up and took this opportunity to laugh.
"Sister makes fun of Yuxue. Since Your Majesty is here, I will naturally respect Your Majesty and kneel down and bow my head."
As she spoke, she invited Jiang He to sit down, while she herself knelt down closest to Zhao Zheng.
Because Zhao Zheng arrived, the royal chef in the palace naturally followed, and Zongjun still tried the dishes for the monarch as usual to ensure the safety of the food.
None of them drank during the dinner, but Zhao Yuxue looked more and more like he was drunk.
She supported her head on her wrist, looked at Zhao Zheng with her big eyes, and pestered him to talk about the past.
"When Your Majesty was in the State of Zhao, did you ever try to ride a horse wearing Hu clothes? The cavalry and crossbowmen of the State of Zhao are both good, but unfortunately they are not as good as the troops and horses led by Your Majesty."
"Has Your Majesty ever been to Wu Ling Cong Terrace in Handan City? My mother-in-law particularly liked it there. She passed through the snow cave when she was pregnant and gave me the name 'Yu Xue'."
"Did Your Majesty miss home when he was in Handan? Unfortunately, I was always in the palace at that time and had no chance to meet Your Majesty..." She smiled like a flower, like a girl who was inexperienced in the world.
It was clear that Zhao Zheng had stayed in Handan for two years as a hostage, but she did not shy away and kept asking about Handan.
"Your Majesty, did you miss home when you were in Handan?"
"I miss home." Zhao Zheng finally replied.
As if she didn't expect Zhao Zhenghui to respond, Zhao Yuxue, who was chattering to herself, covered her mouth with one hand, revealing her nails dyed red with impatiens flowers, and asked as if she was frightened: "Your Majesty was so young back then, and you didn't want to go home?"
"I don't want to." Zhao Zheng carefully crushed the sweet potato stuffed with sugar in a spoon, scooped it up and put it into the millet porridge, stirred it evenly, and then motioned to the maid to pass it to Jiang He's table.
Jiang He has been eating since Zhao Yuxue started talking.
She was in a bad mood some time ago and didn't eat well, so she lost some weight.
Recently, her appetite has increased, and although Zhao Guo cuisine is heavy on salt, it is very sweet, and Qi Guo cuisine is her hometown, so she eats it very happily.
Zhao Zheng was afraid that she would choke, and knowing that she didn't like tasteless millet soup, he added a spoonful of sweet potato to her.
Alcohol is a no-no.
In public, if this woman was drunk, she would probably ride on his head and act wild.
The king of a country does not need to lose his face, but I am afraid that Princess Anguo will be famous in the future and will not be able to pretend to be serious.
After taking care of Jiang He, Zhao Zhengcai turned to look at Zhao Yuxue.
With a cold expression and a low voice, he answered Zhao Yuxue's questions word for word.
"When I was a hostage from the Six Kingdoms, I had no time to miss home, because I wanted to think about how to defeat their armies, how to occupy their capitals, how to destroy their palaces, how to—"
He raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Yuxue. Although there was no sharp look in his eyes, there was a frightening determination in his eyes, and he said calmly: "How to massacre their royal family."
Zhao Yuxue forgot to pretend to be scared.
She was really frightened.
However, Zhao Zheng continued: "When the time comes, we can change the flags, change the characters, unify the measurements, and even the clothes and accessories must be exactly the same as those of the Yong Kingdom. Then China will be unified, collect the soldiers of the world, and sell Feng Dy. Jinyang Princess, what do you think?" How? Princess Zhao Yuxue of Jinyang felt her heart beating wildly and her throat tightening. She unconsciously clutched her dress with her hands and leaned back, as if she wanted to escape right now.
Of course she had known about Zhao Zheng's ambitions for a long time.
She came here to try to buy as much time as possible for Zhao to prepare for war.
It is best to provoke Yong State into a fight with Wei State or Chu State, so that Yong State has no time to take care of itself, so that Zhao State can prepare properly.
But she didn't expect that Zhao Zheng was far more bloodthirsty and terrifying than she spoke seriously about unifying China, as if the six countries were within easy reach.
In a daze, Zhao Yuxue felt like she was already a piece of fish on the chopping board.
And Zhao Zheng is the one holding the big sword.
In addition to fear, she should also...
When Zhao Yuxue thought of this, tears fell like broken pearls, and she covered her cheeks and cried.
"It's not good..." she murmured, "If your majesty slaughters my relatives, of course it's not good. If Zhao Guo is destroyed from now on, it's certainly not good. I... I..."
The girl cried so hard that her shoulders trembled and her waist softened as she leaned against the table, as if she would faint soon.
"Your Majesty." Jiang He put down the three-fresh buns with his left hand, put down the roasted lamb leg with his right hand, picked up the hot handkerchief to clean his hands, and complained a little, "Your Majesty scared Princess Jinyang."
She looked at Zhao Zheng reproachfully, meaning that she hadn't eaten well yet and didn't want to comfort a crying Zheng looked at Jiang He comfortingly, motioned for her to continue eating, and then said again: "Princess Jinyang has other ideas. I wonder if she is willing to listen to Gu Yiyan."
Zhao Yuxue wiped away her tears, lowered her head and said, "Your Majesty, please speak."
Zhao Zheng's eyes retracted and fell on the untouched dishes, revealing a hint of a smile.
"It's very simple. Your Royal Highness the Princess is coming to Yong State for marriage. Then please ask King Zhao to use Zhao State as a dowry and incorporate it into the territory of Yong State. In this way, King Zhao will be Gu's in-law, and naturally he will not be exterminated by Gu."
How is it possible to use a country as a dowry?
But looking at Zhao Zheng's appearance, if not, will he go straight to Handan with iron hoof?
Zhao Yuxue felt angry and ashamed, and she could only pretend to be ignorant and nodded, wiping her tears and saying, "Let me think about it."
Outside the restaurant, the doctor ordered his troops to stand in the wind and snow.
His Majesty Zhao Zheng of the Yong Kingdom rarely left the finally coming out, I was not in the palace, but in a made Su Yu, who was responsible for the escort, feel like he was facing a formidable enemy.
After waiting for a long time, I finally saw Zhao Zheng stepping out from inside, closely followed by Princess Zhao Yuxue of Jinyang.
Zhao Zheng took the cloak presented by the chamberlain, and Zhao Yuxue immediately took a step forward, but he turned around, waited for Jiang He to come out, and put the cloak on Jiang He.
Because there were no locks or ropes on the cloak, he wrapped it up uneasily.
Su Yu saw Zhao Yuxue blushing.
"Is it snowing?" She complained a little to cover up her embarrassment.
"It doesn't matter," Jiang He said with a smile, "His Highness will go back in the carriage. You won't get wet."
Princess Jinyang nodded, but then shook her head and said: "It's very cold in my carriage. I heard that His Majesty's carriage has a heater. I wonder if I can take it with me for a part of the way in the snow."
Zhao Zheng nodded and motioned to his chamberlain to help Zhao Yuxue climb into the carriage waiting by the road.
Zhao Yuxue happily sat in the carriage. After waiting for a while, she found that Zhao Zheng did not come up, but the carriage moved.
She suddenly opened the car curtain and wanted to scold the ignorant coachman for stopping, but suddenly she saw Zhao Zheng holding an umbrella and walking into the snow with Jiang He.
That's a red umbrella.
The umbrella was particularly dazzling in the dusk. Under the umbrella, two people, black and white, walked very close. I don't know what they said, but Jiang He actually jumped Zheng hurriedly followed the woman with the umbrella in his hand, as if he was afraid that the woman would get wet from the umbrella.
"Ah He seems to be very full tonight."
Zhao Zheng said slowly, as if every word he said had a special meaning.
"Yes," Jiang He smiled and kicked away the snowballs, "So I have to walk more."
The doctor's commanding officers were on full alert at the front, rear, left, and right, but the two people they protected were enjoying themselves.
"Ah He," Zhao Zheng asked with a smile on his lips, "Are you happy?"
pregnant?
Pregnant? "No!" Jiang He immediately retorted, "Does it mean you are happy when you are full? Not only can I eat, I can also dance!"
She said and jumped forward, frightening half of Zhao Zheng's soul.
The umbrella in his hand chased him out, and the people chased him out, hugging Jiang He's shoulders.
"If there isn't one, go make one."
(End of this chapter)