The next morning, looking at the exquisite relief above her head, Chu Yuening was confused for a moment.
Is it rare that I traveled through time again?
"Hiss~ My head hurts..."
Chu Yuening raised her hand to rub her temples while getting off the bed.
"Master Chu, are you awake? I've prepared hot water for you to wash up."
The maid in the outer hall heard the noise in the room and spoke out respectfully.
"Well, wait a moment."
Hearing the familiar name, Chu Yuening finally came to her senses.
After washing, the female official combed her hair for her.
Why are my lips swollen?
Looking at the lips in the bronze mirror that looked like they were painted with rouge.
Chu Yuening wondered, could it be that she was allergic to the wine she drank yesterday?
It seems that I can’t drink alcohol from now on, even if His Majesty comes to persuade me, it will be useless.
Chu Yuening planned to pay a visit to the First Emperor first, and then go home to have a good rest.
Now the sweet potato matter has been successfully completed, and we are just waiting for the news to spread.
When he arrived at Zhangtai Palace, he did not see the Qin Shi Huang.
After asking the eunuchs in the palace, we learned that His Majesty went to the martial arts field to practice swordplay as soon as he left the court today.
Chu Yuening's heart moved. She had never seen the heroic figure of the First Emperor when practicing sword.
Inside the martial arts arena.
A man in black tights and with black hair tied up high is dancing with a sword.
Each move and each style is like flowing water and the sword light is sharp.
This is not a gorgeous performance, but a killing skill.
As soon as Chu Yuening arrived, she was faced with a soul-shaking scene.
Perhaps "Kill one person every ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles" is not the poet's imagination.
“Who is it?!”
Sensing the presence of other people, Ying Zheng stopped what he was doing and his face became gloomy.
He never allowed anyone to enter this training ground.
But if it was an assassin, why didn’t the Black Ice Guard report it?
A cold murderous intent came towards her, and Chu Yuening shuddered.
He hurried out from behind the tree, fearing that the First Emperor would draw his sword and stab him without any explanation.
"Your Majesty! It's me!"
Chu Yuening was so anxious that she even called herself the wrong name.
Ying Zheng looked at the woman in green who lowered her head, and his expression softened, but he still criticized her harshly.
"Don't hide behind a tree next time. I'll think you're an assassin."
"I... didn't mean it."
Chu Yuening felt aggrieved and ashamed.
I won't believe in TV dramas anymore! Why not just enjoy them openly?
Only rats and small mice hide.
Seeing the woman's aggrieved look, Ying Zheng was helpless.
He put the sword back into the scabbard, strode to Chu Yuening, and lowered his head slightly.
"What is Chu Qing doing?"
The tall and strong man blocked the sun, and his expression hidden in the shadows was not very real.
"I just came here to thank Your Majesty for taking me in yesterday."
Chu Yuening raised her head and said.
Her figure only reached Ying Zheng's chest.
The First Emperor was too tall, and his neck felt a bit sore when he spoke while standing.
"It's just a small matter. Would you like to have breakfast with me, Mr. Chu?"
Originally, Ying Zheng came here to practice sword to vent the excitement in his heart.
As a result, the culprit came back to disturb his mind.
Chu Yuening was still staring straight ahead without answering.
Through the sweat-soaked clothes, the muscles that are faintly visible are clear, full and firm.
It’s amazing!
It's a male model body with perfect proportions!
Ying Zheng was puzzled when he saw her standing there in a daze without saying anything.
He reached out and pinched her chin, teasing her,
"Is Chu Qing still asleep?"
Feeling the force of the jaw, Chu Yuening's cheeks flushed.
The lips were forced to open slightly, revealing the white teeth and the rosy tip of the tongue.
This vivid and beautiful scene made Ying Zheng's eyes darken.
He had clearly tasted the beauty of this place, but it was still not enough, as if he was obsessed.
When the two of them sat down in front of the table filled with food, Chu Yuening was still thinking with her head down.
She will ask the system later if there are any products like the Heart Purification Spell in the mall.
Chu Yuening couldn't count how many times she had embarrassed herself because of being seduced by beauty.
I have clearly made up my mind not to have any more extravagant hopes.
But as long as I get close to him, my heart will be moved unconsciously.
My heart is no longer under my control, and in the end, emotions overcome reason.
A girl's feelings are always poetic.
And this unrequited love is destined to have no result.
The First Emperor was determined to achieve great things, and in the future he would have three palaces and six courtyards, and many wives and concubines.
Chu Yuening felt more depressed the more she thought about it, and she kept stirring the soup bowl with a spoon.
Ying Zheng observed that the petite person in front of him was absent-minded.
I asked doubtfully,
"Chu Qing, why don't you drink it? This mutton soup is very delicious."
"Oh well."
Chu Yuening, whose thoughts were interrupted, mechanically scooped a mouthful of soup into her mouth.
Before she could swallow it, an indescribable fishy smell rushed into her nose and she couldn't help but spit it out.
But the taste that remained between her lips and teeth still made her retch uncontrollably.
This scene frightened Ying Zheng so much that he quickly stood up and supported Chu Yuening.
"Chu Qing! What's wrong with you?"
"Zhao Gao, quickly order Xia Wuqie to come over!"
Ying Zheng worriedly took the pale-faced woman into his arms and let her lean on him.
He took out a silk handkerchief and gently wiped the dirt from the corner of the woman's mouth.
The palace maid beside her handed Chu Yuening a cup of warm water and asked her to rinse her mouth to relieve her nausea.
After a while, Chu Yuening finally recovered.
But his face still looked ugly and his head was dizzy.
Fortunately, the imperial physician arrived at this time.
As soon as Xia Wuqi entered the hall, he saw the woman lying in His Majesty's arms.
Even though her face is pale, it still cannot hide her beauty. Instead, her haggardness makes her look like a weak willow in the wind.
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