Chapter 278 The Fallen Young Woman
After performing the Zhao dance, Zhao Ji was exhausted and out of breath.

But Cheng Jiao’s spiritual perception is so powerful.

It was obvious that Zhao Ji was pretending.

Sure enough, under Cheng Jiao's smiling gaze, Zhao Ji could hardly hold back.

After a slight hesitation, he got down from the phoenix couch, stepped barefoot on the ground, and came in front of Cheng Jiao.

She smiled, and her smile looked bright and charming under the sunlight coming through the window.

Zhao Ji, leaning in Cheng Jiao's arms, was already a little sweaty.

The delicate body nurtured by countless precious spices exudes an extremely attractive body fragrance.

Cheng Jiao fell in love with the taste after just one sip.

Zhao Ji's taste is still good.

The fragrance was neither strong, which served only to set off Zhao Ji, nor plain and elegant, which lowered Zhao Ji's elegance.

Zhao Ji took the initiative to pick up a piece of exquisite pastry and feed it to Cheng Jiao.

"Are you satisfied, sir?"

Cheng Jiao held Zhao Ji's waist and said with a smile, "That's right."

Zhao Ji paused for a moment: "What's wrong?"

"Without music and costumes, it would be impossible to fully bring out your dancing posture."

Zhao Ji smiled slightly and said, "If you want, I can prepare it and I hope you will stay."

Cheng Jiao used his internal energy to wipe away the sweat on Zhao Ji's body.

Zhao Ji felt refreshed, and the look in her eyes when she looked at Cheng Jiao became extremely charming, as if she wanted to choose Cheng Jiao and devour him.

Cheng Jiao played with Zhao Ji's little feet, making her feel a little itchy. She moved her round, smooth, white and soft toes awkwardly.

With ruby-like manicure, it looks like she is dancing on her toes.

Zhao Ji, who was being toyed with by Cheng Jiao, now had a tender look in her eyes.

The different feeling made her almost unable to stop.

"Let's not talk about this for now. I came here, first, to respond to my brother's request, and second, to ask you how much evidence you have about Lu Buwei."

Hearing Cheng Jiao's question, Zhao Ji suppressed the emotions in her heart.

She was a little conflicted about whether she should tell Zheng'er to stop Cheng Jiao from coming to her for no reason.

But she was somewhat reluctant to part with Cheng Jiao's craftsmanship, which made her feel awkward.

"Well, Lu Buwei is a cautious person, and I don't have any evidence against him."

In fact, she did, but she would never dare to say it out loud.

The Thousand Spiders that murdered the previous king had kept the letters between her and Lu Buwei.

It was originally just a defensive move to drag Lu Buwei into the water.

As Ying Zichu and Zheng'er came to power, if Cheng Jiao hadn't asked her, she would have forgotten that she had not destroyed this thing that could threaten her and Zheng'er's status.

She absolutely didn't dare show it to Cheng Jiao.

Compared to being controlled by Cheng Jiao, she could not accept the threat to Zheng Er's throne.

And with this thing, I can't be independent.

It can be said that Cheng Jiao basically had the possibility of sitting on the throne.

She was well aware that the Qin royal family disliked her and her daughter.

If Weiyang Jun Yingxi, who is now in charge of the royal family, was not her lapdog, she would have no hope of living in peace.

Cheng Jiao was not disappointed. He did not expect to get anything from this brainless woman that would enable Old Lu to step down.

As for controlling Zhao Ji to expose her family scandal.

He is also a royal family member. Even if we don’t consider whether Zheng Ge has become evil or not, he still despises him!

"Is that so...Did Lu Buwei come to you during this period?"

"No, ever since I sent him away last time when I stayed in the storage room, he has never come to me again to make false accusations against you."

"Hehe, he can see that you have broken up with him."

Maybe Lu Buwei didn't know that he controlled Zhao Ji, but he could judge that Zhao Ji no longer had any hostility towards him, so he naturally would not come to Zhao Ji's side again.

Zhao Ji's smile was somewhat forced. She actually didn't want to break up with Lu Buwei. After all, Lu Buwei's threat that day was quite creepy.

After being controlled by Cheng Jiao, he had the idea of ​​throwing away everything, but in the end he found that Lu Buwei was just like that and nothing happened to him.

Something like he revealed that Ying Zheng was his illegitimate son.

Up to now, no movement from Lu Buwei has been detected.

Lu Buwei is really no longer useful. The magnanimity he had in the past to make the most of rare goods has been completely worn away by time.

All that's left is various calculations.

If she had seen it earlier, she would not have taken action against Cheng Jiao.

Maybe now Cheng Jiao has to be respectful to her instead of her being like a dancer and letting Cheng Jiao play with her feet and body.

Zhao Ji looked at him with complicated eyes as she saw her fair and tender feet, which she had maintained with countless precious medicines, being casually rubbed by Cheng Jiao's hands.

A single mistake becomes an eternal hatred!

She lost her footing...

"Sir, if Lu Buwei hadn't threatened me at that time, I would never have attacked you."

Zhao Ji said pitifully.

Cheng Jiao laughed and said, "Don't worry, I will help you teach Lu Buwei a lesson."

Zhao Ji heard this and said angrily: "I will kill him when the time comes. I will exterminate his entire clan!"

Cheng Jiao thought to himself, no wonder women are as vicious as snakes and scorpions, he never thought of exterminating the three clans of Lao Lu.

For him, the biggest threat after Lu Buwei's death was not his clansmen, but the backup plan that Lu Buwei had hidden.

It's not that he looked down on Lu Buwei's family. It's just that few people. What can they do? And everything is done in the open, so it's easy to deal with.

What I fear most are the things that cannot be seen.

For example, when marching to war, the person in charge of logistics can easily check the granary, which can change the outcome of a war.

He was thinking about whether he should go on a diplomatic mission to the State of Zhao. After returning to Xianyang, he would bring people to talk to Lao Lu about life and try to "persuade and enlighten" Lao Lu, just in case Lao Lu was afraid of death.

When Cheng Jiao and Zhao Ji were having an ambiguous conversation in the hall.

Zhao Gao was not idle. After a little inquiry, he found the palace maid that Cheng Jiao met today.

"Don't be nervous. I will tell you everything Chang'an Jun said today."

The palace maid listened to Zhao Gao's words, which were more feminine than those of a woman, and tremblingly recounted her conversation with Cheng Jiao.

Zhao Gao glanced with his evil eyes at the embroidery shed in the palace maid's hand, which had not yet been repaired.

"bring here."

The maid handed it to Zhao Gao hesitantly, fearing that a disaster was waiting for her.

Zhao Gao took a quick look, activated his inner strength, and the palace maid's needle and thread fell into his hands.

Without Zhao Ji around, he didn't worry that she would be jealous of him.

Zhao Gao, who had let go of his hands and feet, held the needle and thread in one hand, as if he had not moved.

The torn cloth on the embroidery shed was sewn up in just one or two breaths.

Not only that, but the artist also showed great artistic talent by making the sewn seams become embellishments of the pattern, making it impossible to tell that the fabric has ever been torn.

Zhao Gao was very satisfied with his creativity.

"Take it."

Helping this palace maid was not only out of consideration for Cheng Jiao's sake, but also because I was itching to do something.

After some practice, he gained a deep understanding of embroidery.

To him, holding the silver needle between his fingers seemed to be more refreshing than holding those famous swords.

After all, the martial arts he practiced made his nails exceptionally long, making it impossible for him to wield the sword freely.

But this silver needle as thin as a hair is different. It seems to be something made naturally for him.

The more Zhao Gao looked at the silver needle, the more satisfied he became.

I feel that the suffering I endured with Zhao Ji was not in vain.

Using this thing as a weapon would definitely make it impossible to defend against someone, and it was extremely convenient to carry, which was in line with his sinister character.

If he created a set of acupuncture techniques specifically targeting the silver needles, it would at least increase his strength by 30%.

If you are lucky, you can get some inspiration from it, and maybe you can glimpse the realm of heaven and become a peerless master.

The palace maid held the embroidery shed and looked at the exquisite patterns on it, holding her breath.

It's so beautiful. It's better than any embroidery I've seen before.

The four sword slaves behind Zhao Gao also saw Zhao Gao's embroidery.

He looked at Zhao Gao with a strange look in his eyes.

I don’t know why Zhao Gao fell in love with embroidery.

I can only secretly say, the boss is really amazing...

The embroidery skills are unparalleled.

But he was afraid that Zhao Gao would be like Zhao Ji, so he asked them to practice as well.

Thinking about the future when Luo Wang goes out to do missions, one person holds the embroidery stand in one hand and embroiders with a silver needle using the orchid finger of the other hand.

The scene was so beautiful that even the four sword slaves who had killed countless people couldn't help but feel a chill.

Cheng Jiao, who was well served by Zhao Ji, walked out of the hall refreshed.

Zhao Ji’s craftsmanship is quite good.

He accidentally saw Zhao Gao facing the palace maid he had just met.

Cheng Jiao frowned slightly. Doesn’t this Old Zhao have any brains?
You found him before I even left. Are you trying to slap him in the face?

Due to Cheng Jiao's strong mental strength, Zhao Gao and the four sword slaves did not notice that Cheng Jiao had come out and was walking towards them.

But because the palace maid was facing Zhao Gao, she could see with her own eyes a living person walking towards her. She just blinked and found that the person seemed to disappear, but she could still see a human figure with her naked eyes.

I opened my mouth, not understanding the situation at all, it felt like a dream.

He couldn't help but rub his eyes, which made Zhao Gao, who was staring at the silver needle, and the four sword slaves notice something unusual.

Turning around, they found Cheng Jiao, holding a folding fan, already behind them.

Cheng Jiao glanced at the repaired embroidery stand in the palace maid's hands and realized that he might have misunderstood.

Still expressionless.

"Old Zhao, did you embroider this?"

Although Zhao Gao was frightened by Cheng Jiao's strength, he still maintained a smile on his face.

"That's right. I accidentally saw that the maid's weaving was damaged, so I helped her."

Cheng Jiao grinned. Was he really not interested?
"Well, I never knew you were such a nice person, Lao Zhao."

Zhao Gao smiled and asked, "Chang'an Jun, are you leaving?"

Cheng Jiao hummed, "I have finished talking to Queen Mother Zhao Ji about your matter..."

Zhao Gao was relieved. He had nothing to ask for now. It was a blessing not to have to stay beside Zhao Ji to dance and read books.

"The Queen Mother agreed."

Even with Zhao Gao's great composure, he couldn't help but show joy when he heard such good news.

"Thank you, Changan-kun!"

Cheng Jiao waved his hand and said, "Don't thank me yet, you still have a heavy task to do."

Zhao Gao smiled and said, "The capable ones should do more work. Zhao Gao is not afraid of doing work."

Cheng Jiao smiled faintly and said, "That's good. Queen Mother Zhao Ji said that you can take over the post of Imperial Chariot Officer, but you can't let the affairs of Ganquan Palace fall behind. So, you need to run both ends."

After saying this, Cheng Jiao left.

Only Zhao Gao, who seemed to realize something, was left standing frozen in place.

It seems like you spent a lot of time with Zhao Ji but did nothing?
The light in the four sword slaves' eyes gradually dimmed with Cheng Jiao's last words.

I thought I could say goodbye to the boss and Zhao Ji, but...

If only Cheng Jiao had taken them along when he asked for the Soul-Transforming and Soul-Exterminating sisters...

Zhao Gao took a deep breath.

Forget it! At least the position of Zhongchefu Ling was in his hands. As long as the time was right and Ying Zheng officially appointed him as Zhongchefu Ling, he could leave Zhao Ji.

He can afford to wait!
Let me first think about whether I can create a set of needle techniques!

Zhao Ji, who was lying on the phoenix couch in the main hall, had no idea that Zhao Gao and the four sword slaves were eager to leave her.

Rubbed his sore hands.

Cheng Jiao didn't feel any sympathy for her at all, he just told her to push harder and harder.

How abominable!

Cheng Jiao hummed the little tune he learned from Li Wu and walked out of the palace.

The cold Zhuanpo Miehun were both excited to see Cheng Jiao finally come out of the palace.

When they came to the palace from the mansion, they were always expecting Cheng Jiao to find an opportunity to favor them.

Even if you swallow it a bit, it's fine.

Unfortunately, Cheng Jiao just closed his eyes and rested in the carriage. When they arrived at the palace, he got off the carriage without any intention of asking them to serve him.

"Son~"

Unlike Zhuan Po who was still a little reserved, Mie Hun had already rushed forward.

He was even a little scheming and deliberately let Cheng Jiao see clearly the fragrant and soft thing in front of him.

Intent on attracting Cheng Jiao.

As expected, with Miehun's deliberate initiative, it was hard for Cheng Jiao not to notice this pair of giants.

Plus, he was quite angry just now with Zhao Ji.

He smiled and put his arm around Miehun's waist, without saying a word, and walked into the carriage.

Zhuanpo had to admit that perhaps what his sister said was right. As long as the means were appropriate, the young master would not mind whether they had ulterior motives or not.

Zhuanpo was driving the carriage, listening to the sounds of his sister enjoying herself in the carriage, feeling a little envious.

It looks like I won't have a chance to get the young master's reward today.

She didn't feel jealous about this.

They are sisters who are like one, and although they don't communicate much, they have a very good relationship.

She was now thinking that when she returned home, she and her sister would ask Hong Yu Cai Die for advice.

Although those two women were maids like them, they knew in their hearts that maids were different from each other.

Compared with them, Hongyu and Caidie are more favored by Chengjiao.

Hongyu and Caidie are far inferior to their former "peers" Jingwei and Liwu.

If she and her sister weren't twins, they could satisfy certain fetishes of men.

She knew that given their looks, it was hard to say whether Cheng Jiao would be attracted to them.

When the carriage was about to arrive in front of the mansion, Zhuan Po saw that the movement in the carriage was still there. In order to make his sister more satisfied, he did not dare to disturb Cheng Jiao's interest.

I had no choice but to turn around and walk around the Jun Mansion.

However, what Zhuanpo never expected was that someone would dare to stop the car.

He couldn't help but stop the carriage.

Inside the carriage, Cheng Jiao, who had just finished his work, noticed two masters who were equally powerful and no less powerful than Jing Wei.

Appeared not far from the carriage.

Cheng Jiao had nothing to worry about, unless the celestial beings took action, they could pose a threat to him.

Other top masters, unless they are like him, have spiritual power in their bodies.

Otherwise, coming to assassinate him would be just a waste of time.

After being satisfied several times, Miehun's pretty face flushed red.

After being trained by Ahri, he has mastered the skills to serve Cheng Jiao.

He quickly helped Cheng Jiao put on his clothes.

Cheng Jiao straightened his clothes and casually transferred some spiritual power into Miehun's body to help her make up for the damaged foundation caused by her previous hasty efforts to break through her strength.

"Stay here, I'll go out first."

Miehun obediently refined her spiritual power in the carriage. She knew Cheng Jiao's strength well and the guys outside were no match for him.

After wiping the white body covered with dirt with clean water.

Miehun endured the soreness and sat cross-legged on the bed, refining this hard-earned spiritual power.

After refining half of it, alleviating the physical discomfort and replenishing some of the foundation, the soul-destroying stopped.

I plan to give the remaining half to my sister privately after returning home.

Sisters are one, and if one of them leaves, life in Chengjiao's mansion will not be good in the future...

(End of this chapter)