Chapter 39 unexpected kiss Although Jiang He did not dress up or call a sedan chair, as a queen, she was walking around the palace, which naturally made the chambermaids, palace maids, and the commander-in-chief busy.
At a wide corridor, Jiang He turned around and took a look.
A few feet away from her, the palace maids were holding umbrellas and waiting to carry the chariot, and behind them was the commanding officer of the doctor who was facing a formidable enemy.
Wei Ji, who noticed these situations with her, was a little confused.
"I remember that the commander-in-chief of the Yong Kingdom was only responsible for the safety of the monarch."
This was originally the case, but since Lord Chang'an suddenly broke into the palace to plot rebellion, these guards began to protect Jiang He.
"Let's go," Jiang He smiled heartily and turned around, "If it gets later, it will be noon."
The Yongguo Imperial Palace is majestic and majestic.
The palace is tall and the walls are wide, with five ridges and six animals standing on the roof lifelike, either holding beads and bowing their heads or looking up at the sky, which makes people walking in it feel quite depressed.
However, Wei Ji saw that Jiang He looked at ease and acted as if he was wandering in his own courtyard.
His heart moved slightly, and he pursed his lips and smiled.
"Why are you laughing?" Jiang He asked.
"No matter where you are, you are always at ease." Wei Ji couldn't help but want to raise his hand to caress her head, but finally put it down slowly.
What a shame, she wasn't his yet.
Jiang He stroked the dragon-headed palace lantern with his hand and whispered slyly: "Young master Wei, I don't know. I had some free time a while ago and touched all the auspicious beasts here. Some of them were so extravagant and wasteful that they were made of gold." !”
"Then what?" Wei Ji stopped and asked.
Jiang He made an upward pulling motion with his hand, and said with a smile: "Pull them all out and replace them with copper ones!"
"What about the original gold?"
"Does that need to be said? Of course it was locked in my private treasury! These days, I have informed the Zongjun who manages the private treasury to secretly exchange all those things into gold cakes."
Jiang He had a contented smile on his face. He was so happy that he stood on tiptoes and strode over.
For some reason, the smile on Wei Ji's face froze.
He lifted his feet and continued walking forward, his white clothes fluttering like light snow, but his heart suddenly felt a little heavier.
Zhao Zheng, the king of Yong State, was rumored to be cruel and ruthless in his ambition.
Just a few days ago, he killed his rebellious brothers.
However, Zhao Zheng personally went to the Wei embassy to take Jiang He back, and asked his troops to protect Jiang He's safety. He covered up Jiang He after she was poisoned, and tacitly allowed Jiang He to pull out the auspicious beast of Yong.
He was caring and indulgent towards her, not like he was making a deal with her, but...
Wei Ji knew that feeling.
As long as she is safe, as long as she is happy, be satisfied with her happiness, and pamper her naughtiness.
The autumn sunshine is warm and gentle, the flowing clouds bring the wind and the sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant, but Wei Ji feels like he has fallen into an ice cave at this moment.
He likes her.
Zhao Zheng, the king of Yong State, liked his Xiaohe.
Jiang He next to him stopped, his eyes warm and he gave a gentle salute.
"Mr. Wei, I can only send you here."
The palace gate has arrived.
From Zhiyang Palace to the gate of Yongguo Palace, they walked for a stick of incense.
The time was so short that Wei Ji didn't have the chance to tell everything that happened over the years.
It took a long time, until he discovered the secret of the king of Yong.
"Are you really not going to leave?" Wei Ji said with some reluctance.
"Didn't we agree to leave after the festival?" Jiang He always acted like a girl in front of him, and his tone of voice was much softer. "I'm afraid His Majesty won't agree to leaving like this now."
Will he agree after the festival?
Your deal may become a piece of paper.
However, Wei Ji would not let Jiang He worry about this. He relaxed his brows and smiled, and nodded gently to Jiang He.
"Three days later." Wei Ji said.
The ceremony will be held in three days. After the ceremony, Jiang He can leave.
"Three days later." Jiang He crossed his hands in front of him and raised the corners of his lips as he promised.
The pain in his body was indeed much lighter than yesterday, but even so, Zhao Zheng was a little dizzy from standing up suddenly.
Li Wenzhou, the head chamberlain, hurriedly helped him, but Zhao Zheng waved him away.
A piece of white cloth came into view as he waved it. Zhao Zheng lowered his head and saw that the cloth that Jiang He had used to bandage his wound had spread out.
Don't you even care about such a small thing? Zhao Zheng anxiously tore open the cloth and threw it on the ground.
"Your Majesty," Li Wenzhou hurriedly advised, "you have not eaten for a whole day and a night. Please help me eat something. The queen cannot leave the palace without your order."
Yes, she should be tied here and cannot go anywhere.
After the Zhiyang Palace caught fire, he gave her too much freedom.
But she went to see him off, and it was hard to say goodbye.
"I'm not hungry, please step back." Zhao Zhengdao.
Li Wenzhou turned around worriedly, but suddenly his eyes lit up. He stepped aside and said, "Your Majesty, Her Royal Highness the Queen is back."
"Are you awake?" Jiang He's figure appeared on the screen.
She was wearing a Yongxuan blue uniform, with a small silver comb stuck firmly in her high eyebrows were lightly painted and her lips were reddish. Just standing like that, it was like light and shadow shuttled between the flowing clouds, attracting attention.
Zhao Zheng didn't answer for a moment. His face was still sulky, but his eyes couldn't help but soften a little.
She has come back.
Just be back.
"Whatever you want to eat, I will do it for you." Jiang He seemed not to notice Zhao Zheng's anger and said with a slight smile.
Most of the anger in his heart immediately dissipated, but he still looked away indifferently and sat back on the bed.
Seeing that Zhao Zheng did not answer, Li Wenzhou, who was worried about being left out, immediately bowed and said: "Your Majesty has no appetite for the time being..."
But before he finished speaking, Zhao Zheng interrupted him: "Hawthorn and Shouwu Soup, will the queen make it?"
Jiang He frowned and pursed his lips, thought for a moment and said, "It seems... I'm not very good at it. But I can give it a try."
"Don't be too unpalatable." Zhao Zheng snorted coldly.
Just as Jiang He was about to turn around, he noticed the cloth thrown on the ground.
She looked up and saw Zhao Zheng's exposed wounds.
"Why were they taken apart before they were fully grown?" Jiang He stopped and asked.
The room became quiet for a moment.
Is she mad? Zhao Zheng could only raise his hands angrily and said, "How did you tie it? It's too loose."
Seeing that the atmosphere in the palace had eased, Li Wenzhou quietly exited, while Jiang He took a few steps forward, half-kneeling on the ground to re-bandage Zhao Zheng's wounds.
The golden sore medicine has stopped the bleeding, and the new cloth is a bit long, so Jiang He can only wrap it around and around.
At first, Zhao Zheng straightened his back and raised his head slightly, but then he couldn't help but lean over to look at her.
She never uses perfume, and her body fragrance is similar to a mixture of soap locust and bamboo 's like standing on the edge of a winding jungle and seeing the gurgling stream in front of you.
Her forehead was smooth and white, and the tip of her nose was slightly pink. She wondered if she had just cried.
But the corners of her slightly raised lips were filled with joy, as if something great was coming, and she couldn't help but feel happy in her heart.
"Wei Ji is here?" Zhao Zheng asked suddenly.
Jiang He paused slightly, nodded and said, "We talked about some things and have left."
Zhao Zheng suddenly felt a little suffocated, and he said sarcastically: "When you meet your foreigner behind the king's back, the queen is not afraid that the previous court will scold you for not keeping up with women."
"It doesn't matter." Jiang He wrapped up the wound and tied it gently, "After the ceremony, this queen will ascend to the immortal realm. Your Majesty will marry another one."
"I'm going to break my promise." Zhao Zheng suddenly said.
"You dare?!" Jiang He suddenly raised his head.
They were so close that when she raised her head, her lips almost touched the tip of Zhao Zheng's breaths were intertwined at this moment, and the other's facial features were blurred in their sight, and only clear eyes could be seen.
A pair of clear and unexpected wants to escape.
Zhao Zheng raised his hand to hold Jiang He's head and kissed him.
If he had thought she was interesting, amusing, ridiculous, kind, intelligent, or had a similar temperament to him, then at this moment, he felt that she was the flesh and blood separated from him, the other half of his soul that he had lost in the past 22 years of his life.
He didn't get her permission and didn't want to ask her if she agreed.
She wouldn't agree, she was someone else in her heart.
And he couldn't express his feelings, so he could only resort to a kiss.
He gently sniffed her scent, expressing his sincerity.
It wasn't until Jiang He stood up in panic and pushed Zhao Zheng down on the bed that the kiss finally stopped.
"Zhao Zheng!" She shouted his name angrily.
There is only one person in the world who is qualified to call his name, but now his queen is always shouting angrily, without feeling that it is out of line.
Zhao Zheng looked up at her, like a child who had done something wrong but expected to be comforted and recognized.
"You promised!" Jiang He said sharply.
He promised to return the hostage to Qi, promised not to kill Wei Ji, and promised not to move her.
But he never promised himself not to be tempted.
Jiang He left angrily, while Zhao Zheng sat in the empty hall and didn't move for a long time.
Her breath still lingered on his lips, a little sweet, but more bitter.
From the capital of Yong State to the capital of Wei State, using the fastest horse, one transfer is required for fifty miles, and a round trip can be made in three days.
Wei Ji started writing the letter on the carriage. When he arrived at the embassy, he immediately arranged for the courier to return to Luoyang.
On the third day, he would receive a reply on the day of the Jiuyi Mountain Festival.
If Zhao Zheng breaks his promise and breaches the contract, he has a way to rescue Jiang He.
Even if it angers this tyrannical monarch, even if it brings death to himself.
He also wants to rescue Jiang He.
As for the Proton Mansion not far from the Wei embassy, the Qi embassy was stunned as if struck by lightning after listening to Jiang Ben's words.
"Sure enough?"
"No wonder you haven't been able to summon us for so long. It turns out that the princess has been transferred!"
"It's not a package swap -" Jiang Ben explained in a long voice, "All the way from Qi State, you also know how many assassinations the wedding mission encountered. I would like to tell you that it is normal for Sister Yu Heng to be killed. It’s strange that she is alive and well.”
Is this what my brother said? The chief envoy and deputy envoy of Qi looked at each other.
"After all, she is the direct princess of my country of Qi." An envoy couldn't help but said.
"Yes," Jiang Ben curled his lips, "Her father, queen and mother also loved her very much. Back then, when I was negotiating peace with the Yong State, if it hadn't been for Sister Yuheng's proposal to use me as a hostage, how could you and I be here today? Woolen cloth?"
There was something in the words that made everyone in the hall speechless for a moment.
"Then, what should we do?" After a while, the deputy envoy asked, "I didn't expect that the daughter of the former envoy actually persuaded your majesty to release the young master. This is really a happy event for us in Daqi."
Moreover, the king of Yong State repeatedly emphasized that he let Jiang Ben go back because he was very satisfied with Jiang He.
"Don't you know what to do?" Jiang Ben slapped the table and said, "As long as you can let me go back, you can find a way to give him whatever he wants? What he wants is not your daughter, so give it to him. Him! Give it to him neatly!"
(End of this chapter)
