Chapter 246 Why are you sleeping!

Cheng Jiao saw that Zhao Gao had no sense of humor and stopped making fun of him.

Looking at the remaining four sword slaves, he asked, "Old Zhao, didn't you find a master for the remaining two swords?"

Zhao Gao whispered, "It's not too late yet."

"Do you want me to help you?"

"No, you are so noble, it would be bad to dirty your hands."

Cheng Jiao didn't care. If Zhao Gao asked him to help, the reward would have to start from six sword slaves.

Old Zhao has become famous for his studies.

He immediately stopped mocking Zhao Gao and said that the reason he came here was because Zhao Gao saw him falling into Zhao Ji's trap and he didn't even give him a warning.

When Zhao Gao saw Cheng Jiao approaching Zhao Ji, he prayed in his heart that Cheng Jiao would not let Zhao Ji read the book. Zhao Ji could bear it, but what should he do? Stay here for the rest of his life? His ambition to control Luowang and reach the pinnacle of power had not yet been realized!
Cheng Jiao walked to Zhao Ji's desk and saw that Zhao Ji was still reading the book with great interest. He glanced at the words on the book.

"..."

He didn't expect that there was such a "Gossip Book" in the palace's storage room.

The protagonists are King Gou Jian of Yue, Fan Li, and their romantic affairs with Lady Yue and Xi Shi.

Cheng Jiao complained in his heart that this story was written like history and was meaningless. He also didn't know why Zhao Ji was so fascinated by it.

He couldn't help but knock on the table and coughed lightly.

"Okay, don't look at it for now."

Zhao Ji was a little dissatisfied with being interrupted. When she was about to teach the person a lesson, she found out it was Cheng Jiao.

Holding the scroll in his hand, he said in surprise: "Cheng Jiao, you are here!"

It was obvious from Tian Lian that she had no interest in books at all, and she only read novelists' works for the sake of the stuff they wrote.

You can't just read Confucius' words, official documents or something like that, which are really confusing, right?

Cheng Jiao smiled and said, "Let's go, put the book down and talk inside."

Zhao Ji nodded quickly and was about to say yes.

The words came out of his mouth but turned into: "If you need to talk about something inside, can't you say it here? Don't delay me from reading!"

Cheng Jiao’s eyes widened when he heard this. What the hell?

Zhao Ji also felt like crying but had no tears. Why was it like this again?

Isn't it Cheng Jiao's doing?
Cheng Jiao’s words are no longer effective?
She originally thought that the inexplicable words she had said before were because she was controlled by Cheng Jiao.

That's why Zheng'er asked her to stop reading and take a rest. She wanted to agree, but it turned out that there was no need to sleep for a long time before she died.

Now Cheng Jiao says that I am not allowed to read books. I thought I was going to be liberated, but in the end... this is it?
Cheng Jiao and Zhao Ji stared at each other.

After a long time, Cheng Jiao came to his senses and thought, this dark contract is quite smart.

Then he spent an attribute point to give Zhao Ji a day off.

"Let's go, it's okay now."

Zhao Ji tried to get up, walked two steps away from the desk, and found that there was no mysterious compulsion. She rubbed her dry panda eyes and yawned.

So sleepy~
For so many days, it seemed as if she was set up with a program, eating, drinking, defecating, urinating and sleeping were all timed, allowing her to indulge in the "regular life".

Cheng Jiao patted Zhao Ji and said, "Don't fall asleep yet. Come with me."

Zhao Ji said "Oh", lowered her head, half-closed her eyes, and followed Cheng Jiao in a daze to a secluded hut.

This is also where she temporarily sleeps, convenient for reading... Damn it!
When Cheng Jiao came in, he smelled a faint fragrance, the same as the smell of Zhao Ji.

"This...isn't this the place where you rest?"

Zhao Ji tried hard to keep her eyes open, and looking at Cheng Jiao's strange look, her pretty face couldn't help but fall.

"Yes……"

Cheng Jiao realized something and said with a smile, "It's quite close, very convenient."

"Um……"

Zhao Ji no longer had the energy to talk to Cheng Jiao and just dealt with him instinctively.

Having been relieved from her state of concentration on reading, she felt extremely tired, and her whole body was urging her to go to bed quickly.

Under Cheng Jiao's astonished gaze, Zhao Ji staggered and was about to fall to the ground.

Cheng Jiao quickly put his arms around Zhao Ji's slender waist and hugged her subconsciously.

Even so, Zhao Ji had no conscious reaction.

She leaned involuntarily into Cheng Jiao's arms.

It feels so comfortable. I’ll sleep for a while first.

Cheng Jiao lowered his head and looked at Zhao Ji, who was lying comfortably in his arms like a little lazy cat, like Sleeping Beauty, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Originally, I came here just to go through the motions and deal with Brother Zheng.

Then he hurried out of the palace, had sex with Madam Hu in the car, and then returned to the mansion to ask Nanyue to play a little tune and watch Li Wu and Yan Lingji dance.

He didn't have time to wait for Zhao Ji to wake up. Who knew how long she would sleep.

He held Zhao Ji's soft body and placed her on the sandalwood bed carved with dragons and phoenixes.

The spiritual power silently attached to his hand and placed it on the Bailu area in Zhao Ji's snowy village.

He first helped Zhao Ji recover her strength, then paused for a moment, turned his spiritual power into a needle, and without any hesitation, stabbed it into a certain nerve of Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji, who was lying flat on her back, seemed to have come back to life. She straightened her upper body and stared at Cheng Jiao and his hand on her chest with wide eyes.

"You slept with me!?"

When Cheng Jiao heard Zhao Ji's first words, this was the one he nearly vomited blood.

Sleep Lima! What are you thinking about all day?

After Zhao Ji finished speaking, she reacted immediately.

His clothes were neat and tidy, and he felt no pain in his body, so it didn't seem like anything unspeakable had happened.

"Hmph, I'm sorry you don't dare either."

Zhao Ji said with disdain.

She didn't mind having a brief romance with Cheng Jiao. Studying hard for so many days had made her very lonely.

Now he was certain that the inexplicable reason for his studying was definitely Cheng Jiao's doing, and he probably wouldn't have the chance to have fun in the future.

I couldn't help but think of Cheng Jiao. He looked pretty good.

Then he provoked Cheng Jiao for a moment, testing the waters.

Cheng Jiao didn't care about Zhao Ji's contempt. As a "gentleman", he knew very well what to write and when.

In addition, he couldn't stand Zhao Ji's promiscuity, so he could only make Zhao Ji suffer and cultivate her scholarly temperament.

When the time is right, he will pry Zhao Ji away.

"Brother Wang told me that considering that you have never practiced martial arts, so..."

Seeing Zhao Ji's expectant eyes, Cheng Jiao smiled and said, "How about I give you a day off every ten days?"

"what!!!"

Zhao Ji exploded immediately and didn't even bother to seduce Cheng Jiao and drag him into the sea.

Cheng Jiao meant that she still had to read!
Based on her current state, giving herself this day off would not even be enough for her to sleep!

Cheng Jiao soothed him, "Don't be so excited. I have always been considerate of others."

Zhao Ji scratched her hair, she wanted to go crazy!

Cheng Jiao subconsciously took a step back. At this time, Zhao Ji's skin was pale, and her hair was disheveled in front of her face, covering her fair face.

Like an uninjured female ghost.

Are you trying to trick him again?
Thinking of the last time in Ganquan Palace, when Zhao Ji covered her body with a red veil and seduced him with a charming and lazy voice, Cheng Jiao began to murmur in his heart.

After venting her emotions, Zhao Ji found that she seemed to have not slept for long. She was not tired at all and still full of energy.

He glanced at Cheng Jiao who seemed to be observing a pet.

"No! Ten days is too long!"

Zhao Ji couldn't accept this rhythm. When she first learned to dance, she didn't practice every day. Cheng Jiao snorted, "How many days do you want?"

When Zhao Ji saw Cheng Jiao give in, she forced a flattering smile on her face, which was very bright.

"Can you... um, not read, please?"

Cheng Jiao smiled and said, "Then what do you want to do?"

Zhao Ji's heart trembled slightly, and she wanted to pull Cheng Jiao to the bed to enjoy herself.

But on the surface she was still graceful, even with a flattering smile on her face.

"Or, then..."

Zhao Ji thought hard but couldn't figure out what to do to make her happy.

"Well, how about eating and resting on time?"

When Cheng Jiao heard this, he immediately gave Zhao Ji a slap on the face. What good thing was she thinking?

After being hit on the head by Cheng Jiao, Zhao Ji's big eyes became moist and filled with tears.

It's not the pain, but the thought of going back to the days of reading day and night makes me feel sad and I can't help myself.

Cheng Jiao looked at Zhao Ji, who was about to cry, and thought that it seemed a bit inhumane to let Zhao Ji read books all the time.

then……

"Well, let me enrich your life."

Zhao Ji was about to sob quietly to gain sympathy, but when she heard Cheng Jiao's words, she quickly said, "Just don't read the book."

Cheng Jiao was happy and simply made a "daily schedule" for Zhao Ji.

After listening to it, Zhao Ji repeated it and counted at the same time.

"Put on makeup, learn the piano, practice dancing, play the flute, read, take a bath, write a summary... seven?"

Cheng Jiao pushed away Zhao Ji's slender hand that was placed in front of him.

"Not enough? How about adding a few more?"

Zhao Ji's expression changed slightly, "No, it's not a small amount."

Cheng Jiao snapped his fingers, "That's it, still ten people on one rest."

Zhao Ji took a deep breath, wondering if she could be lazy. It seemed very feasible, as Cheng Jiao had no time limit.

"Okay, I'll do as you say..."

Zhao Ji was stunned by Cheng Jiao's look and felt very sad. As the queen mother of a country, she had fallen to the point of calling herself a slave.

"very good."

Cheng Jiao nodded with satisfaction. He had to make Zhao Ji remember that he was her master.

After a pause, Cheng Jiao asked, "Has Lü Buwei come to see you?"

This is another reason why he came to find Zhao Ji.

Lü Buwei had let Zhao Ji seduce him in order to ruin his reputation, so there was no way he would give up.

"Sir, Lü Buwei came to the palace the day before yesterday, and I sent him away. He probably doesn't know that I am yours yet."

Zhao Ji kneaded Cheng Jiao's shoulders and neck and said with a sweet smile.

She is in a good mood now that she has discovered the loopholes in the life Cheng Jiao arranged for her.

Cheng Jiao nodded slightly. No wonder Lu Buwei and the Yin family ambushed him last night.

Maybe Lu Buwei didn't know that Zhao Ji was his person, but it was obvious that Zhao Ji might not intend to help him.

The only thing that worried him was that if Old Lu revealed himself and admitted that Ying Zheng was his eldest son, and brought down Zhao Ji and Ying Zheng and let himself take the throne, that would be a bit of a betrayal.

Just from what Zhao Ji said, he wasn't sure whether Old Lu had such determination.

But it shouldn't happen. According to Meng Niang, Lu Buwei loved Lu Niangrong very much. How could he risk the fate of the three Yi clans by self-destructing before he was in desperate situation?

He patted Zhao Ji's soft little hand and said, "Have a good sleep today and start studying tomorrow."

After saying that, Cheng Jiao stood up, pinched Zhao Ji's little face, and gathered the hair around Zhao Ji's ears behind her.

After doing all this, he left under Zhao Ji's stunned gaze.

Zhao Ji felt a little strange when Cheng Jiao combed her hair.

"Why are you sleeping? I'm in great spirits!"

Zhao Ji kicked the table and said with some dissatisfaction.

But before half a cup of tea had passed, a wave of fatigue came over Zhao Ji, making her head dizzy. She fell on the bed. After a few breaths, she began to snore softly. She slept so soundly that her saliva flowed out and wet the pillowcase.

Cheng Jiao left Zhao Ji's hut, greeted Zhao Gao casually, advised him to study hard, and then left the storage room.

Not long after, Zhao Gao's evil eyes flashed with doubt, why didn't Zhao Ji come out to read?

He immediately led a palace maid into the room to check what was going on, and found out that Zhao Ji had already fallen asleep.

This made Zhao Gao a little hesitant. Did Zhao Ji just take his words as lies?

It was useless for the King of Qin to persuade her. In just less than two quarters of an hour, Cheng Jiao made Zhao Ji fall asleep before three o'clock in the morning?

Could it be that Cheng Jiao knocked Zhao Ji unconscious?

A ridiculous thought flashed through Zhao Gao's mind.

Cheng Jiao walked in the palace humming a little tune. He just relieved Zhao Ji's fatigue and used the spiritual needle to make Zhao Ji excited, which only delayed Zhao Ji's sleepiness.

Spiritual power does not have the function of restoring the spirit, and cannot make Zhao Ji, who has never practiced, always energetic.

When he arrived at his mother, Madam Han's bedroom, he casually asked the palace maid.

Knowing that Mrs. Hu and Mrs. Han were admiring the flowers in Xiangyuan, he went there alone.

It was almost noon, and it was time to take Mrs. Hu away.

In the water pavilion of Xiangyuan, Madam Han was holding Madam Hu's hand and chatting and laughing.

There were four palace maids of decent appearance standing on the pavilion.

Seeing someone coming, one of the palace maids recognized Cheng Jiao.

"Madam, Master Cheng Jiao is here."

Mrs. Han smiled even more. "Bring him here quickly, and then go to the kitchen to bring some food."

"Here."

The palace maid quickly led Cheng Jiao to the water pavilion and then went to the kitchen.

Cheng Jiao was sitting on a stone bench on the pavilion, with Mrs. Hu next to him.

I looked around. The weather was pleasant and half an acre of lotus flowers were swaying in the wind in the pond, which was a beautiful sight.

"Mother, when did you plant the lotus?"

Madam Han recalled, "Not long after you went abroad to study, I ordered people to transplant some of the plants, and many of them died. After some processing, only half an acre of pond was left."

"Haha, this is perfect. I can enjoy the lotus and the reflections of the water and clouds at the same time."

Mrs. Hu has become much less talkative since Chengjiao came.

In addition, Cheng Jiao was talking to Mrs. Han and gently kicking her feet under the stone table, making Mrs. Hu almost restless.

After a while, the palace maid came over with the meal.

"If you want to leave, have lunch first."

Cheng Jiao didn't want to refuse Mrs. Han's kindness, so he ate his meal slowly and methodically while he and Mrs. Hu were in an ambiguous relationship under the stone table.

In this era, three meals a day was not yet popular. Most people, whether royal nobles or common people, only had two meals a day.

Occasionally, if someone is wealthier or has guests, they will add another meal.

While dealing with Mrs. Han, Mrs. Hu silently endured Cheng Jiao's restless movements under the stone table.

Occasionally, he would agree with Mrs. Han and praise Cheng Jiao for being a loyal and upright person.

Listening to Mrs. Hu's insincere flattery, Cheng Jiao laughed out loud.

Sister-in-law is still the best, sister-in-law is so fragrant~
　Thanks to [水簾洞][H嘿嘿嘿嘿] for the monthly ticket!

　　
　
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