Chapter 242 Ahhh! Damn it!



Upon hearing this, the smile on Chu Yuening's face froze instantly.

She remembered that A Zheng once said that his precognitive dreams were extremely real, with all five senses being aware of them, as if he were there himself.

His soul seemed to be connected to Qin Shihuang's body, yet also detached from it, like a powerless bystander.

The pain of being betrayed by one's own mother, the forbearance of powerful officials controlling the government, the high-spirited ambition to conquer the world and bring peace to the people, the unwillingness and regret of the collapse of the sand dunes...

And... the anger and humiliation of being enveloped in the stench of abalone, my body gradually rotting away...

Since waking up from the nightmare, the thirteen-year-old boy has never slacked off for a moment and has never eaten fish again.

Thinking of this, a wave of guilt washed over her, almost drowning Chu Yuening.

Ahhhh!

I deserve to die!

But things were irreversible, she could only try her best to make amends.

"Yeah, I don't like it either. No, no."

Chu Yuening anxiously tried to comfort him. She looked at the man who seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds, feeling both distressed and guilty.

She patted his broad back gently, combed her fingers tenderly through his black hair, and quietly changed the subject.

"A Zheng, do you know how to address your husband in my world?"

"Hmm? I don't know."

"Hey, call me husband~"

"Husband, husband~A Zheng, do you like this name?"

The sweet nicknames were like honey, wrapped in deep love, gradually dispelling the haze in Ying Zheng's heart.

"Well, I like whatever my wife calls me."

He raised his eyes and replied, his gaze was tender, and he held her fair little face in his big hands and planted kisses on it one after another.

From the forehead to the center of the eyebrows, from the eyelashes to the cheeks, from the tip of the nose to the lips, every touch is extremely cherished and full of affection.

Chu Yuening closed her eyes shyly, her thick, curled eyelashes trembling nervously. She tilted her head back, revealing her slender, snow-white neck.

Like a pure sacrificial lamb, she bears everything the man gives her.

Ying Zheng's eyes were deep and his thin lips gradually moved down, and he enjoyed the delicious food that was brought to his mouth without any hesitation.

When he saw the gorgeous scars covering her snow-white neck, a barely perceptible dark light flashed in his eyes, and the desire in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

He picked up the weak and powerless woman and walked towards the inner room with quick and steady steps.

After a while, the white bed curtains fluttered and fell.

The man's handsome face flashed by, his expression was calm and his posture was relaxed. How could he look drunken at all?

The next morning, Qinian Palace.

Ying Zheng slowly opened his eyes, and the scenes of yesterday appeared clearly in his mind. He lowered his eyes and looked into his arms.

The woman's sleeping face was peaceful and beautiful, but her pretty eyebrows and eyes were full of fatigue, and there were traces of tears at the corners of her eyes, which made her very touching.

He kissed her between the eyebrows lovingly, then gently stood up and tucked in the quilt for his wife who had been tired all night.

After breakfast, Ying Zheng went to Zhangtai Palace.

Meng Tian had been waiting here for a long time. When he saw His Majesty coming towards him, he hurried forward to pay his respects.

After being allowed to stand up, he sat opposite His Majesty in a carefree manner, chattering incessantly.

"Your Majesty, why didn't you drink a few more cups with me last night?"

"And he walked so fast. I had originally wanted to sleep with Your Majesty side by side."

“.......”

Ying Zheng glanced at the burly man lightly. Although he didn't say anything, his undisguised eyes expressed his disgust.

Who wants to sleep on the same bed with a muscular drunk who stinks of alcohol?

Isn’t it nice to sleep with your sweet and soft wife in your arms?

When Meng Tian received the emperor's disdainful gaze, his heart felt like it was stabbed with a knife. He covered his left chest sadly, and accusation was written in his bright eyes.

Your Majesty, am I not your most trusted subject?

"Is everything ready?"

Ying Zheng ignored the eye-catching scene and asked calmly. His expression was calm, but it made people feel a strong sense of oppression.

When he heard that serious matters were being mentioned, Meng Tian's face became serious and his tone became extremely solemn.

"Your Majesty, five hundred elite musketeers will be transported by wagon, and the remaining five hundred will be led personally to the border."

"Afterwards, order Ma Fei and others to return and pick you up."

"Well, Mr. Meng has a plan in mind. I am relieved."

Hearing his ministers' well-organized arrangements, Ying Zheng nodded in praise with a gentle expression.

However, the issue of transporting in batches made him worried. The truck had a limited carrying capacity and could only transport fifty people at most.

It’s not that you can’t buy more trucks from the system, but trucks are easy to get, but driver are hard to find.

Trucks are difficult to drive and time is tight. Ma Fei and the other ten drivers are already the best in Taifu Temple.

Fortunately, trucks are fast, so we only need to make a few more trips.

Next, the king and his minister had a brief discussion for a while.

"The Queen has specially recruited a group of doctors specializing in ulcers. Lord Meng, please send someone to take good care of the patient."

Ying Zheng stroked the gold chain between his fingers and gave earnest instructions.

Meng Tian was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but then he quickly reacted and immediately bowed to express his sincere gratitude.

"Your Majesty is truly kind and compassionate! I will not allow the doctors to make any mistakes."

"I would like to express my gratitude to the Empress on behalf of the soldiers in the army. We will never forget your kindness."

"Your Majesty, please tell me something."

General Silver Armor's tone was extremely sincere, and his gratitude was evident in his words.

As a general, how could he not know the importance of doctors? Sometimes, one more doctor could save the lives of hundreds of soldiers.

However, doctors are hard to find, and military doctors who specialize in ulcers are even fewer.

Now that the Queen has given him such a big surprise, Meng Tian is naturally very moved. If time were not urgent, he would definitely thank her in person.

"No need to thank me. Your victory in this expedition has truly fulfilled the Queen's efforts."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will present the head of the Xiongnu Chanyu to Your Majesty."

"Also, I will present all the rare treasures I have collected to Her Majesty the Queen."

"No need."

Ying Zheng paused, raised his eyes slightly, and refused in a calm voice.

What kind of treasures could the Huns have? How could they compare to the rare treasures in his private treasury?

Originally, Meng Tian was thinking about plundering the Xiongnu's hometown with great enthusiasm, but he was stopped by the words of His Majesty. He couldn't help feeling embarrassed, but secretly complained in his heart.

Your Majesty is so domineering. He is not trying to please the Empress, he is just expressing his gratitude.

At the same time, in the musket camp.

Han Xin and Zhou Bo looked at Wang Li who came to see him off with regret on their faces, and could not help but persuade him again.

"Brother Li, are you really not planning to go to the border with us?"

"Yes, this expedition against the Xiongnu is a good opportunity to achieve great things!"

"Well, I've made up my mind."

Wang Li shook his head and refused with a firm look on his face, then gave the two of them some serious instructions.

"Take care of yourselves. On the battlefield, swords are merciless. Do not be reckless. Act with extreme caution."

Just as the three of them were bidding farewell, Xiang Yu, who was standing by, wiped the barrel of his gun and sneered.

"Heh, Wang Li, you're not afraid of death, so you don't dare to go to the front line to fight?"

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