The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

Qin Ze lay on the table with a dizzy head. Sometimes he felt his body was extremely heavy, and sometimes he felt as if he was rising to the clouds.

His head was buzzing, and he wanted to stand up and go back to his room to rest, but now he didn't want to move at all, so he just wanted to sleep lying down like this.

Just as my thoughts were flying, a voice suddenly came to my ears:

"Ze'er, besides Zisheng, have there been other women who made clothes for you?"

Qin Ze replied without even thinking: "Yes."

Lin Wan was stunned when she asked the question. She wanted to let her son know how good Zhang Zisheng was, but she never thought that her son would say there was someone else. Could it be that the princess also made clothes for him? But she clearly heard that she only loved to wield swords and guns, and didn't know anything about women's affairs.

Could it be that this guy has another woman? Lin Wan frowned.

"Who?" she asked gloomily.

Qin Ze raised his face and said sleepily, "Mom."

"Don't you.....you often sew clothes for me..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Wan rolled her eyes, grabbed his ear and said angrily, "Son, I'll just tell you straight."

"The reason why Zisheng hasn't gotten married yet is because she is obsessed with you, but she is a shy girl. Do you understand?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Ze lowered his face again: "Mom...how do you know?"

Lin Wan turned her head and glanced at Zhang Zisheng, who seemed to have fallen asleep leaning back in the chair, then leaned over and said to Qin Ze:

"I asked."

"She said it herself."

Qin Ze said "Oh".

"Oh what? What are you thinking?" Lin Wan asked.

"I...I..." Qin Ze said vaguely.

"Say!"

"I...I'm sleepy, Mom, let's talk about it tomorrow." Qin Ze waved his hands with difficulty.

"What do you mean tomorrow? Don't play dumb! You must be thinking that I will accept everyone who comes to you, little brat! Humph." Lin Wan grabbed his ears and lifted Qin Ze's face up.

Qin Ze's face flushed, and he said with half-opened eyes: "Oh, mother, I'm not that kind of person."

"I won't let anyone fall in love with me. It's too harsh to say that everyone should be accepted."

Lin Wan said angrily: "Then what are your plans?"

"Of course I do...want to...want to..." Qin Ze spoke word by word.

Seeing him admit it, Lin Wan smiled and asked, "In that case, then I want to ask you, who do you want to make your queen?"

"Ah... Mom, let's talk about it later." Qin Ze's scalp tingled.

"Tell me what's in your heart right now." Lin Wan pressed the issue relentlessly.

After a few moments of silence, Qin Ze hesitated and said, "I can't make up my mind now. I haven't thought about this yet."

Hearing this, Lin Wan immediately decided to help her son make this decision, so she said: "Ze'er, let me help you make a decision this time. In my opinion..."

Before she could finish her words, a dreamy voice suddenly came from the side: "Aunt... I want to go back home... Please help me... prepare a sedan chair."

Lin Wan turned her head and saw Zhang Zisheng sitting up from the chair with his eyes half open.

Seeing her like this, Lin Wan's heart moved, and she immediately slapped Qin Ze's head, who was lying on the table, and said, "Go and help her."

The slap was so powerful that Qin Ze, who was originally dizzy, was no longer drunk. He sat up, shook his head, and looked at Zhang Zisheng.

"Sister Zisheng, are you okay?" He stood up shakily and walked towards Zhang Zisheng.

"I'm just dizzy." Seeing Qin Ze coming, Zhang Zisheng lowered his head and spoke in a low voice.

"Don't go back, just rest in the mansion for one night." Lin Wan followed.

Qin Ze, who had already walked to Zhang Zisheng's side, took her arm and said, "It's okay, Sister Zisheng. Stay here for one night. I'll take you home tomorrow after you sober up."

"I just happen to want to..."

Before he could finish his words, Qin Ze suddenly felt his arm being grasped by Zhang Zisheng. At the same time, an inaudible voice was heard, coming from Zhang Zisheng's mouth.

He was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at his mother.

"What's wrong?" Lin Wan just stood up.

"Mom, you go back to your room and rest first. I will take care of Sister Zisheng." Qin Ze said.

Lin Wan was puzzled at first, but soon she was delighted. She gave Qin Ze a look and said, "Okay, you take good care of him." After that, she walked out of the house, looking back every few steps.

As soon as she left, Zhang Zisheng sat back on the chair.

"Is there any water?" she asked, panting softly.

"Yes." Qin Ze turned around and picked up the kettle on the table and handed it to Zhang Zisheng's mouth. She seemed very thirsty and drank several sips from the kettle.

"Drink slowly." Qin Ze patted her back gently.

After a few sips of water, Zhang Zisheng seemed to have recovered a lot. She held up her hand and said, "Pour some water into my palm."

"Okay." Qin Ze agreed and poured some water into her palm.

Zhang Zisheng splashed the water on her face and then she let out a long sigh.

From beginning to end, Qin Ze just stared at her blankly.

"What are you looking at? Wake up." Zhang Zisheng seemed to be sober now. Seeing Qin Ze staring at him blankly, he couldn't help but smile.

The girl didn't have the outstanding appearance like Jin Changge, but at this moment, her face was covered with water droplets and her cheeks were flushed. Coupled with her sudden smile, Qin Ze's heart was still shaken.

Immediately, Qin Ze sat back in the chair, raised his face, and poured the remaining water in the kettle directly on his face.

The icy-cold water rushed over his face, and his groggy brain was indeed much clearer. Qin Ze was wiping the water droplets off his face when a slender white hand reached out with a sweat towel.

"Who told you to pour it directly on your face? You got your clothes wet." Zhang Zisheng stood up and walked to Qin Ze's side, gently wiping his face with the sweat towel she carried with her.

Qin Ze closed his eyes and let her wipe him quietly.

"Is the princess... okay?" Zhang Zisheng suddenly asked softly.

"Not bad." Qin Ze understood what she meant.

"Sometimes, the stronger a person appears to be, the more fragile he is inside. After experiencing such a huge change, the princess...maybe inside..." Zhang Zisheng sighed softly.

"That's right, but she cried several times in Nangang before, and the knot in her heart should have been resolved a lot." Qin Ze said softly.

"That's good, but after returning to Jinling this time, she will inevitably be reminded of the past. You still have to spend some time talking to her."

"That shouldn't happen. She is straightforward and carefree." Qin Ze chuckled.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a light tap on his forehead.

"That's what you think. No matter what, the princess is a woman after all. When you are with her, she will naturally be carefree and unrestrained, but when she is alone, she will inevitably have all kinds of random thoughts." Zhang Zisheng said angrily.

"You've thought of it so carefully. What about you?" Qin Ze looked up at her.