Chapter 227 Midsummer Night Mrs. Hu

Zhao Ji?

Cheng Jiao looked at Ying Xi with a strange look.

Could it be that the rumors I heard in Xianyang before, which had been revised countless times, were true?
And from the looks of it, it seems like Yingxi did nothing.

A lovesick man meets a green tea girl?

Tsk tsk, he didn't know how to start.

Cheng Jiao wisely chose to ignore the various things in this matter. Although the filthiness in it was not even curious for a modern man like him, it involved his own family after all, so it was better not to listen to it.

"Uncle Wang handed over Luowang's assassin to Queen Mother Zhao Ji?"

As for the reason, Cheng Jiao didn't intend to ask. God knows what kind of crappy reason it is.

Ying Xi nodded. He had already let go of this matter. After breaking into the realm of heaven and man, he threw Luowang's Tiansha Dijue to Zhao Ji and no longer asked about it.

To be honest, he didn't owe Zhao Ji anything, he just couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart. He was an upright and good man.

Cheng Jiao did not stay long. He took Bai Luan and Jing Wei away from this dilapidated and desolate courtyard where there was no one else except Ying Xi.

He was relieved to be sure that his uncle Wang had no bias.

The only thing that is a little puzzling is what Gongsun Yan’s purpose is.

Are you simply practicing your own way of doing things?
Zhang Yi, Su Qin, and Fan Ju all came from Guiguzi. Some of them served as officials in Qin, and some worked in the other six kingdoms.

Now Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang have been sent out, one in Qin and the other in Han.

No matter how you look at it, it seems like there is someone behind the scenes.

A Gongsun Yan plays the Seven Kingdoms, a Donghuang Taiyi plays the Blue Dragon Seven Stars, and a Wei State Longyang Jun likes male homosexuality...

I wonder if the last great leader of the Mohist school, Lu Gou Jian, had any peculiar hobbies.

I don't know what Bai Luan likes, why not try to marry her? After all, a bad woman should not be wasted, right...

Cheng Jiao was thinking about all sorts of things along the way. It had only been three days since he returned to Xianyang, and he wondered if he had a tendency to be a workaholic.

I silently thought that Zheng Ge died of exhaustion. Take this as a warning. Take this as a warning.

He decided to give himself a few months off.

Since there is no way to defeat Lu Buwei in a short period of time, it is better to knock him down with a deliberate punch than to alert the enemy and cause no harm.

however……

Cheng Jiao watched Gai Nie leave with a helpless look on his face.

He knew that the news of Zhengge being scolded by Zhao Ji had spread among the nobles in Xianyang.

But the point is, what does this have to do with him!
It wasn't him who instigated Zheng Ge to just go away and relax in Xinzheng.

He got a headache when he thought about Zheng Ge asking him to go to the morning court early tomorrow and then go to Zhao Ji's place after the morning court.

What the hell is this...

Cheng Jiao muttered to himself.

In fact, he also wanted to contact Zhao Ji and test the waters.

Whether the Qin State is in chaos or not depends on Zhao Ji.

In his opinion, compared to Zhao Ji, there didn't seem to be any problem with Lu Buwei.

At worst, he could just let Bai Luan, Jing Niu, Zi Nu, Yan Fei, Yan Ri, Zhao Gao and the six sword slaves to kill Lü Buwei. Let Zheng Ge clean up the rest of the mess.

But Zhao Ji was his nominally beautiful mother, if he dared to make a move...

Forget it, let’s not do it. After all, he is the elder, and the one who is older can crush the person! —
The night quietly fell, and Cheng Jiao found a random excuse not to stay in the gentle country created by Jingwei Li Wuyan Lingji.

Men, career is the most important thing~
Mrs. Hu, who had just finished taking a bath and was wearing a bathrobe, was chatting with Nongyu.

Suddenly, a regular "coo" sound was heard, and a blush from bathing remained on her pretty face.

Nanyue asked curiously, "Mother, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Mrs. Hu felt guilty and her eyes were a little vague.

"Nothing, I just took a shower and I feel a little tired."

Nong Yu smiled and said, "Then let's lie on the bed and talk."

She is now in Xianyang, and her only relative is Madam Hu. Although Li Wu and the others are close to her, how can they replace Madam Hu?

Ever since she learned from her mother in the Xianyang Palace that her father had buried himself outside the city of Xinzheng for the sake of their future, she has been even more devoted to her mother.

Mrs. Hu shook her head repeatedly. How could she let Nanyue stay? Based on the boy's personality, she could already guess what might happen.

"No, go to bed early. I want to be alone tonight."

Nanyue listened to her mother's gentle but firm words and felt a little puzzled. She often slept with her mother, but had never seen her behave like this.

But she didn't say anything, she has always been considerate of others.

"Then...I'll leave first."

It is called a small courtyard, but according to later calculations, the space is at least four or five hundred square meters.

The room where Nanyue slept was right opposite the room where Madam Hu slept, only ten meters away.

Cheng Jiao sneaked in like a thief, quietly and tiptoeing, and after Nongyu left, he slipped into the window left for him by Mrs. Hu.

Mrs. Hu was only wrapped in a bathrobe, and her delicate and charming figure was clearly visible to Cheng Jiao.

Mrs. Hu had no time to notice Cheng Jiao coming in and stopping behind her.

"what!"

The bathrobe wrapped around her delicate body disappeared in an instant, and the cool air exposed her to the air startled Mrs. Hu so much that she stood up subconsciously.

The naked scenery was still a feast for his eyes, even though he had touched and painted it countless times.

"Woo..."

Mrs. Hu's mouth was blocked and she stared at the man in front of her with wide eyes. Who else could it be but Cheng Jiao?
Cheng Jiao put his arms around Mrs. Hu's plump waist, still holding the light blue bathrobe that he had pulled off her body.

After a long time, when Mrs. Hu's pretty face was about to turn red, Cheng Jiao let go of Mrs. Hu's moist red lips.

Mrs. Hu coughed lightly two or three times, but did not immediately look at Cheng Jiao who was wiping the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that the doors and windows in the house were closed and there was no noise outside, he heaved a sigh of relief after deciding that Nanyue would not be able to find him.

Suddenly she saw the bathrobe in Cheng Jiao's hand, and she quickly put her slender white arms across her chest and stood awkwardly in front of Cheng Jiao.

Now the only thing she was wearing was a pair of cool high-heeled slippers given to her by Nanyue.

Cheng Jiao pointed his fingers at Mrs. Hu and chuckled, "Sister-in-law, why are you still so shy? We haven't seen each other for so long, and we feel quite different."

As he spoke, he pulled Mrs. Hu into his arms and took a deep sniff.

"Madam has just taken a bath, and the fragrance of the flower petals is intoxicating."

Mrs. Hu pursed her thin lips. Yesterday, Cheng Jiao took advantage of Nanyue cleaning the room for her and whispered in her ear that she should take a bath. She knew that Cheng Jiao had dirty thoughts in his mind.

I thought Cheng Jiao would take at least a few days to come over, but I didn't expect him to come tonight.

Fortunately, Cheng Jiao had agreed with her on some secret codes, which allowed her to figure out that the regular cooing sounds meant Cheng Jiao was coming to have an affair with her.

Otherwise, if Cheng Jiao broke in in the middle of the night, she would never be able to explain to Nong Yu the relationship between her and Cheng Jiao.

"Sir, tonight...please be careful tonight..."

Cheng Jiao smiled and said, "Don't worry, I've already observed that Nanyue has returned to her room. As long as we..."

As he was talking, Cheng Jiao picked up Mrs. Hu by the waist and walked towards the bed where she was sleeping.

One of the cool high-heeled shoes on my feet fell off.

Mrs. Hu stretched her feet as hard as she could, trying to prevent the high-heeled shoe on her other foot from falling and making a noise.

Unfortunately, before Cheng Jiao put her on the bed, the cool high-heeled slippers still fell down.

The dull sound of the weapon hitting the wooden floor made Mrs. Hu's heart tighten, and she subconsciously fell into Cheng Jiao's arms.

Cheng Jiao put Mrs. Hu down, stretched out his arms, and said with a smile: "Help me change my clothes."

It has been a long time since he last enjoyed the tenderness from Mrs. Hu, and he missed it a lot.

In addition, the bathrobe that was the only thing that covered Mrs. Hu's body had already been thrown on the ground by him, and an increasingly ambiguous atmosphere surrounded Mrs. Hu and Cheng Jiao.

Mrs. Hu hesitated for a moment, then lowered her arms from her chest, and with gentle and quick movements, she quickly helped Cheng Jiao change his clothes.

Cheng Jiao lifted Mrs. Hu's chin with a smile, "Sister-in-law's movements are becoming more and more skilled. It seems that she remembers my body very well."

Lying on the bed, Mrs. Hu finally let go of the worry she had been holding in her heart.

It seems that the only natural thing is to be naked in bed.

"Sir, don't call me sister-in-law. I'm..."

Mrs. Hu was hugged by Cheng Jiao, but she didn't know what to say next.

Cheng Jiao smiled and said, "If I don't call you sister-in-law, what should I call you? Mother-in-law?"

Mrs. Hu's face turned red. Cheng Jiao's casual address directly broke her heart and she was in a state of confusion.

"Or, let's just call her sister-in-law..."

Cheng Jiao did not push any further despite Mrs. Hu's compromise.

He really liked Mrs. Hu and would not treat her as a toy just for his own momentary pleasure.

"Haha, sister-in-law is so good~"

Cheng Jiao lifted the hair from Mrs. Hu's eyes and held her pretty face.

"Sister-in-law, you are so beautiful."

Mrs. Hu's body softened due to Cheng Jiao's teasing. She placed her small hand on Cheng Jiao's chest, half-closing her eyes as if she was trying to resist but also to welcome him.

It seemed to be silently saying to Cheng Jiao, kiss me.

Cicadas, cicadas and weavers are constantly chirping outside the house.

Covering up Mrs. Hu's soul-stirring moan on that midsummer night.

……

The chirping of insects throughout the night seemed to fade away as daybreak approached, becoming almost inaudible.

Mrs. Hu opened her heavy eyelids. She could clearly feel that Cheng Jiao's physical strength had become much stronger.

It was like she had been tormented until late at night, her body almost falling apart, but Cheng Jiao was still full of energy, as if he still had some energy that had not been released.

It was obvious that when she was in Xinzheng, she was able to hold on with some effort at the beginning, and even if she couldn't hold on later, she was able to prevent Cheng Jiao from using too many methods against her sister, Concubine Hu.

But now, Mrs. Hu somewhat understood what her sister Lady Hu meant. Cheng Jiao would have many women in the future, and one woman could not satisfy him. If she and she could...

Mrs. Hu shook her head slightly, wondering why she was thinking about these things.

I touched my sore cheeks and felt a little annoyed.

I don’t know if it’s obvious or not, but I must not let Nong Yu notice anything.

"Young Master, wake up."

She knew that Cheng Jiao had to attend the morning court today, and as it was almost dawn, she did not dare to keep Cheng Jiao in her room for long.

Cheng Jiao sat up with his eyes closed.

I sighed in my heart, this court is like going to school, it's really annoying...

He opened his eyes and kissed Mrs. Hu's pretty face which had some tear marks on it.

I failed to control my strength a few times last night, causing Mrs. Hu to cry in pain.

Thinking about how Mrs. Hu suppressed her tears last night without making any sound, Cheng Jiao's blood almost boiled again.

However, when he saw Mrs. Hu's docile appearance, he felt a little reluctant.

It would make him feel bad to harm such a good woman~
Lifting the thin quilt, Cheng Jiao stood on the ground.

Mrs. Hu hurriedly prepared to get out of bed and dress Cheng Jiao, but she didn't expect her body to lose control and she almost fell off the bed.

If Cheng Jiao hadn't been so skilled, Mrs. Hu would have been disfigured today.

Mrs. Hu looked at the ground which was only an inch away from her eyes, still somewhat frightened.

Lying on the bed, she placed her small hands on her heaving chest and breathed in the air deeply.

Cheng Jiao was deeply moved by the broad-minded and magnificent scene.

He couldn't help but hug Mrs. Hu again, both to comfort her and to be affectionate with her for a while.

Mrs. Hu came back to her senses and said apologetically, "Sir, I..."

Cheng Jiao gently patted Mrs. Hu's shoulders and back, "It's okay, come, I'll help you recover."

I glanced at Mrs. Hu's panel and it was very ordinary.

Character: Mrs. Hu
Realm: not in the flow
Internal Force: 0/70 (+)

Skills: None

Mrs. Hu widened her eyes slightly. Based on Cheng Jiao's previous bad behavior, she knew very well what it meant to help her recover.

"No...don't do that...huh?"

A sense of abundant power permeated her body, and she realized that this might be the so-called internal force.

All the fatigue in her body was almost gone, her cheeks no longer felt sore, and she returned to the state she was in before Cheng Jiao spoke to her.

And there is also a feeling of being in a trance, as if I have gained a vague understanding of something.

Character: Mrs. Hu
Realm: Innate

Internal Force: 90/130 (+)

Skills: None

Cheng Jiao looked at Mrs. Hu’s personal panel and nodded slightly.

After all, Madam Hu was now bound to him, completely, and had become his own person inside and out. He spent seventy attribute points to help her improve her strength and open up her eight extraordinary meridians, and spent another ten attribute points to break through to the innate level. Now she had the internal strength of a second-rate master, so at least her endurance level was enough for him.

Cheng Jiao smiled softly beside Mrs. Hu's ear and said, "How is it? Are you comfortable?"

Mrs. Hu lowered her head and said softly, "Very comfortable, thank you, sir. Let me help you change your clothes."

She was not a person of the martial arts world, and she did not know what it meant for an ordinary person who had never practiced cultivation to reach the innate realm in just a few breaths.

But she didn't need to know. She always thought that she was a woman who depended on men, and that taking care of her husband and children was what she should do.

Cheng Jiao left Mrs. Hu's room refreshed, walked around the mansion for a while and came to the front yard.

Ali had already prepared the carriage and was waiting.

Jingwei stood aside in a casual dress that looked heroic.

After Cheng Jiao came over, "Sir, it's getting late, it's time to set off."

Cheng Jiao looked at the sky which was still dark. You know, it’s summer now.

It's time to go to court at Mao time.

It’s only five o’clock...

This is the treatment for the king. As for the ministers, if it is not three or four o'clock, they may not be able to report for work.

Fortunately, he doesn't have to check in for attendance.

If Brother Zheng hadn't specifically asked Uncle Gai Nie to call him, he would not have been willing to go.

When I think about the fact that Zheng Ge is basically present at every court session and his schedule is comparable to that of a high school student, my scalp starts to tingle.

Cheng Jiao sighed and said, "Let's go."

Jingwei took the carriage from Ali. As Cheng Jiao's personal bodyguard, of course she was the one who took Cheng Jiao on the trip. Even though Cheng Jiao's current strength did not require a bodyguard, his status determined that he could not do without one.

Cheng Jiao got on the carriage from Jingwei and decided to take a nap.

He hardly slept a wink in Mrs. Hu's room. Even though he was extremely powerful, he still felt a little sleepy instinctively.

Jingwei took a light sniff and smelled the scent of a woman.

After being influenced by Li Wu, she knew a lot about perfume, but she couldn't tell who used it.

Li Wu and Yan Lingji guessed it right.

Jingwei drove the carriage, thinking silently in his heart.

Last night, Cheng Jiao neither stayed at her house nor at Li Wu and Yan Lingji's house.

Based on their understanding of Cheng Jiao, they all agreed that Cheng Jiao had gone to another woman.

As for anything related to official duties, they just don't believe it.

I just don't know whether it is outside the mansion or inside the mansion.

Although the three of them were guessing who it was and even joked about catching the adulterer, they did not take any action.

I tacitly accepted the fact that Cheng Jiao had a lover...

Jingwei's ears moved slightly and she heard a faint snoring sound, and a smile appeared on her pretty face.

When I had nothing to do, I was wondering who Cheng Jiao went to last night.

She seemed to have smelled that perfume at Zi Lan Xuan.

It seems to be...Nong Yu?
Jingwei remembered that Zi Nu seemed to have taken out some perfumes and asked her, Li Wuyan, Lingji and Nongyu to pick a few.

Among them was a perfume with a faint scent of osmanthus, but she didn't take it, and it was taken by Nongyu instead.

Although she was certain in her heart that Cheng Jiao had probably gone to Nong Yu's place last night, she had no intention of telling Li Wu Yan Ling Ji.

This is her own little secret. She has unknowingly become interested in digging out Cheng Jiao's little secret, but she also abides by the rules.

Using the classification of personality that Cheng Jiao had once told her, she seemed to have some observer tendencies.

By the way, the young master had not finished telling her and Yan Fei about "Zhu Xian" a few days ago, and was thinking about when to pull Yan Fei aside and let Cheng Jiao finish telling it.

While Jingwei was wandering aimlessly with all kinds of thoughts, they had already arrived at the palace.

As the sky gradually brightened, Jingwei called out softly, "Master, we're here."

Cheng Jiao stretched and kissed Jingwei on the little mouth.

"so fast……"

Jingwei blinked and said, "The mansion is not far from the palace."

Cheng Jiao got off the carriage with a sigh.

Looking at the sky just getting bright, "You stay here, I'm going in."

Jingwei nodded silently, watched Chengjiao enter the palace, and took the carriage to a secluded place.

There were not many carriages outside the palace, and there were only a few people in Qin who were qualified to drive a carriage here and get off.

Lu Buwei's carriage was pulled by an old man who looked like he was dying.

He is also the only guy that Jingwei pays attention to.

Not weaker than Xuan Jian, perhaps even stronger.

Is it the man who calls himself the old slave mentioned by Yanri?
Jingwei observed the old slave without leaving any trace. She had the obligation to collect intelligence on Cheng Jiao's potential enemies, which was also her old job.

Cheng Jiao walked briskly in the spacious palace. He didn't expect that the carriage in the palace was gone.

I don’t know if someone was playing tricks on me or if it was just a coincidence.

It feels like going to work and finding that the last shared bike has been swept away.

Ying Zheng looked around the palace but did not see Cheng Jiao.

He couldn't help but frown. In order to prepare for today's court meeting, he specially asked Gai Nie to order Cheng Jiao to go to work yesterday, er... to attend court.

Although he made some small moves, Cheng Jiao's kung fu was quite good, so it shouldn't be the case that he hasn't come over yet.

It seemed like he had thought of something. Could it be that Cheng Jiao was just being lazy?
He was both relieved and speechless about Cheng Jiao's personality.

Zhao Ji stood aside with her cherry lips slightly opened, and yawned a little sleepily behind the red veil.

She seldom attended court from behind the scenes, except for the first few years when the previous king died and Ying Zheng was young. She had not attended court much since three or four years ago.

If Ying Zheng hadn't begged her today after being scolded by her, she wouldn't have wanted to sit here early in the morning, watching a group of dull old men talking about some boring topics.

There was a shortage of military pay, a shortage of food, and other trivial matters in various places. This county suffered from drought, and there were bandits and robbers in that county. There were also people doing corvée labor who were infected with diseases...

"Zheng'er, why don't you start yet?"

Zhao Ji yawned again and urged Ying Zheng to finish the court session as soon as possible so that she could return to the harem to rest earlier.

Just as Ying Zheng was hesitating, Cheng Jiao quietly entered the main hall.

He kept complaining in his mind, wondering why the Zhangtai Palace was built so big. Climbing hundreds of steps still made his legs feel sore.

If he hadn't been surrounded by the royal guards and hadn't had to maintain his demeanor as Lord Chang'an, he would have used his inner strength and run over like the wind.

When Ying Zheng saw Cheng Jiao coming in, his eyes lit up.

"Cheng Jiao."

Although Ying Zheng's voice was not loud, someone could always hear it. As he led people, Cheng Jiao stood awkwardly behind a group of ministers, unable to advance or retreat.

But who is he? He straightened his clothes slightly, strode to the front of the hall, and stood on the same level as Lu Buwei.

Ying Zheng nodded slightly. Although Cheng Jiao was late, at least he was not late. Moreover, he had made up his mind at the last minute, so Cheng Jiao's arrival on time was beyond his expectation.

Cheng Jiao did not look at Lu Buwei who looked calm and composed, but instead fixed his gaze on Zhao Ji who was standing beside Ying Zheng.

Wearing a gorgeous and graceful phoenix robe and a phoenix crown on the head.

Her figure is even better than Mrs. Hu who was in his arms last night.

The red veil was extremely transparent, and Cheng Jiao could easily see Zhao Ji's face.

Her pair of phoenix eyes seemed a little dull, perhaps because she was too sleepy, but it was difficult to conceal the charm within them.

Cheng Jiao took a quick look at Zhao Ji, who was ruling the country from behind the scenes at the time. She had curved eyebrows and seductive cherry lips, a great enchantress no less than Yan Lingji.

No wonder Yingxi fell in love at first sight. After a little trick from Zhao Ji, he devoted himself to practicing martial arts.

Although it's a bit bloody, but in ancient times, considering his uncle Wang's character, it is really possible.

Cheng Jiao just sighed in his heart about the misfortune of a lovesick man meeting a green tea girl, and didn't think any more about it.

Ying Zheng glanced at Lu Buwei, who was lowering his head and wondering what he was thinking.

He shouted softly, "Cheng Jiao, why did you arrive only now?"

Cheng Jiao blinked and thought, is Brother Zheng going to go crazy?

He thought that Ying Zheng brought him here, and also brought Zhao Ji, who seldom attended court, in order to warn Lu Buwei.

But he never expected that the first hammer seemed to hit him.

Zhao Ji was a little surprised. When she scolded Ying Zheng yesterday, she just said a few bad things about Cheng Jiao, but was defended by Ying Zheng.

Why do you seem to be ready to take action against Cheng Jiao so early this morning?

Zhao Ji hesitated for a moment.

"Cheng Jiao, the king and the court officials are waiting because you haven't arrived yet. Do you know your crime?"

Cheng Jiao was a little suspicious. Was this a trap set by Lu Buwei and Zhao Ji for him?

When he saw Ying Zheng shaking his head slightly at him, his heart moved.

Could it be...

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