19,000 nutrient solution bonus chapter: "Playing the lover so passionately..."
Ying Zheng: "..."
Banban lowered his head, desperately suppressing the wild laughter in his heart. It was truly rare to see his cousin suffer a setback at the hands of others.
The man pointed at him and said to his friend, "Look, I've convinced this man from Qi."
"Just eat your food, stop talking nonsense." His friend shoved him and muttered in a low voice, "Don't treat the Qi people like this, what if they get angry and start fighting? Don't cause trouble for the king."
Qin and Qi can be considered related states by marriage.
Princess Yangman is still in the State of Qi.
"That's true, that's true." The man quickly lowered his voice, then bowed to Ying Zheng in realization, and sat down to use his own food.
Ying Zheng was almost laughing in anger, but was appeased by their last exchange. He immediately pointed to the large plate of roasted venison on his table and said, "Give this to the two of them to eat."
Cong Yun said "Yes," picked up the food, and placed it on the table for the two men, laughing, "This is a gift from our master. We've already paid for it, so eat your fill!"
The two were stunned. A large portion of roasted venison steak costs a lot of money, so expensive that ordinary people can only afford to eat it once every few years.
Cong Yun: "What are you standing there for?"
"Oh, oh, oh." The two men, who had been chatting idly just moments before, became quite flustered. They belatedly realized that the man was a wealthy gentleman from the State of Qi, and not an ordinary person. "Thank you, thank you."
Now, truly no one is speaking.
After finishing their meal, the group left first. The two men stared at them until they could no longer see them clearly before saying dejectedly, "Could they be nobles or royalty from the Qi Kingdom?"
"Visiting relatives in Xianyang... Could it be Prince Qi and Princess Yangman?"
"How can a king easily leave his own country? He's probably just an ordinary nobleman. Don't overthink it."
As soon as they stepped outside, Banban burst into laughter, mimicking the man's tone as he said, "Come on, have you even seen the King of Qin before you start talking nonsense?"
"I'm afraid no one in the court would dare to speak to my cousin like that."
“Ignorance is bliss.” Ying Zheng shook his head and gently pinched her cheek. “Still laughing? The wife of a man from Qi.”
"I'd be happy to be Qi's wife." She affectionately shook his arm, coquettishly and openly.
His heart stirred slightly, and he changed his pinching motion to caressing, his fingertips gently stroking her eyelids and cheeks, her face reflected in his dark, glassy eyes.
Banban blushed and clutched the belt around his waist. "Cousin's eyes are so beautiful...give me a kiss!" she whispered.
She used to say that when she was young.
Ying Zheng suppressed a laugh and leaned down to peck her soft lips.
"There are people coming and going. Let's wait until there's no one around." He took her hand and said this without looking at her.
"..." That was enough just now.
Banban shook his hand forcefully.
"Getting impatient?"
"…No!"
Along the way, although the streets of Liyang were not as bustling as those of Xianyang, they still had everything you needed. Since the Qin people mainly ate millet and sorghum, there were quite a few vendors selling steamed millet cakes. The cakes were filled with braised chicken filling, and their aroma could be smelled from afar.
"Oh no! I want to eat that, cousin!"
Ying Zheng sent Cong Yun to buy it, and soon he returned with a small bowl.
The small earthenware bowl contained more than half a bowl of golden-brown fried rice and wheat. Each grain of rice and wheat was fried to a golden color, and the faint golden sheen on the surface was achieved by frying with lard.
Banban let Congyun and the others have a taste, and shared a bowl with Yingzheng while it was still hot, enjoying it immensely. "When I was little, how would these vendors know to fry things with lard? They never even knew how to fry things. They just boiled them in water until they were dry, and the textures were all different. I lost one of my baby teeth because of that."
Ying Zheng also remembered this incident. "From that day on, he stopped talking and laughing. Whenever he needed to speak, he would cover his mouth, calling it a virtuous lady."
"besides."
"what else?"
"Women who envy the graceful walk of ladies sway their hips and tiptoe at home, adorning their aunts' hair with all their jewelry, and draping themselves in blankets to pretend they are—"
Before Ying Zheng could finish speaking, his mouth was immediately covered tightly by Banban.
Cong Yun also remembered this incident. When Zhu returned home, she found the bed, bedding, and jewelry box in disarray, and her daughter's face covered in bright red rouge, laughing so hard she was doubled over.
Banban's cheeks flushed red, and she tightly covered her cousin's mouth, afraid that he would say something else.
Just thinking about it makes me want to die.
"I...I...I didn't do it! I don't remember at all! How could my cousin slander me?" she retorted fiercely, her temper flaring. "Congyun, what do you say!"
"Huh?" Cong Yun was pretending to be intently looking at the crack in the ground when she was caught red-handed. Embarrassed, she said, "I still want to eat some 'qiu' (a type of glutinous rice cake), go buy another bowl!" Then she ran off in a flash.
The more you talk about it, the clearer your memory becomes.
Memories surfaced before my eyes.
A childhood filled with laughter and joy, peach blossoms fluttering, fragrant grass, and an afternoon bathed in the orange glow of citrus.
She wrapped herself in a quilt, pretended to touch her cheeks, hair, and lips, applied rouge, and walked in a coquettish manner like an adult, looking at herself in the bronze mirror.
When her cousin came looking for her, she turned around and startled him.
His lips twitched for a moment before he asked her, "What are you doing?"
She was extremely serious, saying, "I am the Princess Consort, why don't you quickly bow and pay your respects?"
He stared at himself for a long time. "Princess? My cousin is so unambitious, only fit to be a princess?"
She raised her arm, striking a pretentious pose to get him to hold her wrist, and rolled her eyes at him, saying, "No king will marry me, I'm already dreaming of being a queen, okay?"
"Hey cousin, shut up! I've forgotten what to say next."
"Your head is covered in jewelry, jingling and clanging. How can you be considered a lady?"
"The lady's walk requires alternating steps as if following a rope, moving in quick succession, which is called 'walking on tiptoe'. The skirt does not flutter while walking, and the person moves in a straight line without swaying left or right, and makes no sound when moving forward or backward."
"In addition, keep your shoulders and neck straight, and do not look back; keep your shoulders and back stable and avoid swaying; fold your hands in front of your abdomen and close your lapels."
He shook his head and spoke earnestly for a while. What did she reply? She raised her small hand and slapped his head. "How dare you! How dare you interfere in my affairs?"
I'm doomed. I want to crawl into a hole in the ground. I'm so ashamed and angry I could die.
Ironically, Ying Zheng, whose mouth was covered, had such a good memory. She was able to remember because she was ten years old in her previous life. What about him?
"You...how do you remember even these things?"
"Didn't you say it never happened?" Ying Zheng retorted.
Seeing that he was about to make his cousin cry from embarrassment, he kindly said, "Okay, just pretend I was talking nonsense."
"So how do you remember even these things?"
"What do you mean, 'remember'? I was just making things up."
She's not doing well.
After joking around enough, he finally became serious, "A certain princess's cheeks were as red as a ghoul's, terrifyingly so, and she even asked me why I remembered it."
"Is it really that scary?" Banban muttered to himself.
"What were you thinking at the time?" She still remembered that she slapped him on the head, and he never said that her ladylike steps were not standard again. He praised her to the skies, and she was so happy that she gave him an official title on the spot.
Ying Zheng glanced at her and said, "When will my master prove herself and become a queen, so that I can become her prime minister?"
Banban: "..." I'm impressed.
After lunch, and with others arranging for the two to rest, they chose a fine house nearby to stay in.
This place has been inspected and cleaned by the palace servants, so that Banban and Ying Zheng can rest here directly upon arrival.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Ying Zheng lay down, his cousin began to grope him from head to toe. She was quite fierce; she pushed him down and tried to sit on his stomach. Startled, he immediately grabbed her waist, and his face suddenly turned ashen. "...What are you doing?!"
"Now that your wish has come true, why are you still angry?" She deliberately flashed a bright smile, her fingertips slipping inside his collar.
He reacted almost the instant the words left his mouth.
The key issue is that she's only three months pregnant, so even 'accidental intimacy' is forbidden. If he were to provoke her, things would get really bad. She's just teasing him without wanting to take responsibility, and is deliberately getting revenge on him.
Let's play.
"queen."
"Hmm? Your Excellency, Prime Minister~"
Banban bent down and gently stroked his face. "My lord, you are so handsome."
To be fair, he was indeed exceptionally handsome, unlike any other man in the mortal world, especially now that he was pinned down here, his clothes disheveled, and his breathing disordered by her.
Ying Zheng's expression wavered slightly as he moved closer to her face, which was so close to his own. She lightly stepped back to avoid him, her voice filled with genuine regret. "Can we do this? My husband is the King of Qin. If he finds out, you'll be dead. You'll be torn apart by five horses." As she spoke, she lovingly stroked his neck, her fingers gently poking his Adam's apple as if it were some fun toy.
"Why isn't the master speaking? Is the master enjoying himself?"
His cousin was so enthusiastic and focused on her performance that she displayed an unprecedented charm, which made him feel a little uneasy. "Is the Queen's demeanor only for my eyes?"
"Of course, as Queen, I must be dignified and composed, unlike us who sneak around for pleasure," she smiled sweetly. "Does Your Majesty like it?"
"You like it, right?"
"So reserved?" She tilted her head, as if sensing something, feigning ignorance: "Do you just like it so-so? Why are those adult things poking me?"
He was already breathing heavily and tried to lift her down, saying, "You get down first."
"I don't want to." In the struggle, she was caught in the crossfire. "Don't worry, my lord, my husband won't find out. How could I bear to see you torn apart by five horses?"
Ying Zheng: ...
He was reminded and realized what was happening.
He is the husband she talks about, and now he's playing the prime minister. Isn't that just betraying herself?
"I'm not playing anymore." He calmed down, his dark face full of jealousy.
"Oh dear." Banban was startled by his sudden sitting up, and quickly wrapped her legs around his waist and her soft arms around his neck. "What's wrong with you?"
The two of them got even closer, so close that she could feel the heat. She unconsciously adjusted her breathing, stepped back slightly, and blushed.
"Calm down." Ying Zheng released her.
"?"Neuropathy.
"Can I at least give you a kiss?" She pouted and opened her arms to him.
“That won’t work either.” He was unusually calm.
Banban: ? ? ? No, you got carried away playing the lover and started standing up for the real person, right?
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Author's note: Here we go.
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