Chang'an, the first emperor of the Qin Dynasty

Li Jiao stood far away, under a lush tree, the sun seeped through the leaves and fell speckled, the light and shadow overlapped, it was not conspicuous at all from the side, but Ying Zheng ignored the beauties who were competing for beauty, and did not care about it. Walk towards him without hesitation.

Plop, plop, my heart was beating wildly, especially after that handsome face gradually became clear.

Li Jiao suddenly found the feeling of a heroine in a romantic drama!

It's not that he's superficial, anyone who has spent three years with a creature that is so handsome that it doesn't look like a mortal, is almost spoiled to the point where he can't take care of himself, and no one can hold it, not to mention that he has inner beauty, not only first-class in martial arts and martial arts, but also loves small animals (?), from now on, the emperor will be meow!

Why is Yongzheng, the main prisoner who caused the Qing Dynasty to be passed through a sieve, so popular with girls?Isn't it because he finally became the emperor!

Our first emperor is definitely a hundred times more handsome than him!quack quack!What's more, our family's first emperor still has hair!

"What are you doing out here? You'll have a headache when the wind blows." Ying Zheng reprimanded lightly, took off his coat and put it on him.

The warm body temperature spread to the skin through the thin spring shirt, Li Jiao's cheeks were flushed, and he looked up at Ying Zheng with bright eyes: "Come and wait for Brother Wang!"

Ying Zheng bent his mouth and reached out to touch his black and smooth hair, but he avoided it with ease.

Li Jiao secretly said that it was dangerous, the first emperor was more and more fond of attacking his head suddenly, if it wasn't for the sharp rise in observation after his physique reached the full level, the vest would have fallen off countless times.

He covered his head and complained (Jiao): "If you touch your head, you won't grow taller!"

Ying Zheng laughed and didn't insist much, "Let's go in first and then we'll talk."

Because the original owner is not favored, of course, Li Jiao also understands very well, of course he can't be favored if he is not his own, King Zhuang Xiang can feed the original owner with good food and drink, he is simply a holy father.

Therefore, due to the disfavor of the original owner, the construction of Hanzhang Hall was very perfunctory. Although Li Jiao is also a person who is loved by his elder brother, but the filial piety period is not allowed to make large-scale construction projects, he still has to live here with grievances, and he is also exhausted. run.

One day Zhao Gao asked for leave due to business, You Ji poured tea for the two of them, Li Jiao was not used to drinking it, so he took a sip and put it down.

"Who were those people just now? What are they doing noisy around there?" Ying Zheng said in a low voice, as laughter and coquettish voices could be heard in the hall.

Maybe it's because of the voice change period recently, Shi Huangda's originally clear and bright child's voice has changed into a low... rooster's voice.

but!yes!The first emperor with a male duck voice is still very handsome! o(*////▽////*)q

However, after realizing the meaning of his words, Li Jiao's mood suddenly changed. He glanced at the culprit with aggrieved eyes, and pursed his lips and did not speak.

Ying Zheng's eyes fell on You Ji, and seeing that Li Jiao really didn't intend to speak, You Ji could only say: "That's with the envoys from various countries..."

Before he finished speaking, Ying Zheng already understood, and a look of anger flashed in his eyes.

No one can take away what he wants, and no one can give him what he doesn't want.

It is very difficult for a modern person to learn to look at people's eyes. Li Jiao didn't pay attention to this, and suddenly remembered something, and asked: "Brother Wang, the lake and water pavilion is so close to Hanzhang Hall, can it be counted as mine?"

He thought happily: "In this way, I will ask Zhao Gao to set up a signboard, so that no one else can enter, and then..."

The violence in Ying Zheng's heart gradually calmed down, and the eyes he looked at Li Jiao also returned to calm, and he said calmly: "Where can you not be the master in this palace? You don't need to put up a sign, just tell them to leave."

Li Jiao's heart warmed, and he nodded vigorously as he watched Ying Zheng, his eyes sparkling.

"Tomorrow, the queen mother will move, and there is a family dinner before leaving, so you can go with me." After a pause, Ying Zheng said again: "Don't worry about those women, they are not worthy."

Li Jiao's heart was sweet and astringent, looking at the handsome face with "brother" written on the left face and "control" written on the right face, he lowered his eyes.

If I'm not your younger brother, am I... not worthy of your concern?

When Yingzheng ascended the throne, Zhao Ji naturally became a legitimate queen mother, but under the suppression of Huayang and Xia, life was not going well, so she pretended to ask someone for a divination, saying that she would move to the Xinggong Palace in Yong County to avoid disasters, and won Yingzheng. With the approval of the government, everything is packed and just waiting for the departure.

Thinking about this matter, Li Jiao always felt that something was wrong. When he was seated and saw the tall and burly eunuch behind Zhao Ji, Li Jiao twitched the corners of his eyes, thinking of it.

Lu Buwei wanted to separate from Zhao Ji, but he was afraid of causing her resentment, so he found a young and strong Lai Ai to offer it to her. Lai Ai heard that the intercourse was amazing, and Zhao Ji became pregnant not long after. She found an excuse to move to the palace and gave birth to two children.Then Lao Ai wanted to rebel and let his baby be the king, well, don't bother about it, the two baby farts, he broke his own car, Zhao Ji was expelled from Xianyang, and he couldn't see her until she died.

It is purely made!Nowadays, there are many noble ladies raising male pets, but I have never heard of one who is willing to give birth to a male pet. Oh, is this brain damage or true love...

Li Jiao glanced at Lai Ai several times, the man's eyebrows and beard were all shaved, at first glance he looked like a shelled egg, his facial features could only be said to be not ugly, not comparable to that of King Zhuang Xiang, A pair of eyes flicked here and there in an indecent manner, and even looked at people with complacent eyes.

After taking a sip of tea sullenly, Li Jiao felt the urge to go up and slap him. What could this man be proud of?Isn't it just dating a slut!Why, why dare to despise Qin Shihuang?Fake father, fake fucking head!

Thinking of Zhao Ji's stomach carrying the source of shame for Ying Zheng for a lifetime, Li Jiao almost couldn't help but pounce on her!

Suddenly a cold gaze swept over, and Li Jiao realized that he had been staring at Zhao Ji's belly for too long, and Lai Ai glared at him like a vigilant poisonous snake.

Not long after, the family banquet started, and Yingzheng picked up the wine bottle. At this time, some palace people came forward to pour wine and serve dishes.

Although it is said to keep filial piety, since the death of Zhou Dynasty, many cumbersome rules have been useless, not to mention the royal family.

Li Jiao was depressed, and thinking about the low alcohol content, he drank several bottles, his fair cheeks gradually turned crimson.

"Young master!" You Ji who was behind her whispered, and quickly bent down and pressed Li Jiao tightly into her arms.

Li Jiao moved uncomfortably: "Oh, bored..."

You Ji said in a low voice: "Young master has revealed his appearance, if you want to cover it up, you should cooperate with your maidservant, be good."

It's not a monster, it's a godlike... shape... Li Jiao struggled again in a daze.

"Your Majesty!" After the song and dance, You Ji held Li Jiao in her arms, gritted her teeth and called out: "Our young master is very drunk, you see..."

Ying Zheng watched the child being hugged, even though he knew it was his close maid, he still felt uncomfortable, and waved his hand: "The widow's palace is close, help Chang'an to sober up."

You Ji hurriedly responded, but she didn't let go of Li Jiao, she covered his ears with her wide sleeves and hooded her head, and went out with a half hug and half support, and several palace servants from Hanzhang Palace hurriedly followed.

The banquet continued, and there was another round of singing and dancing, but Ying Zheng's thoughts were no longer here.

For Li Jiao, Yingzheng has complicated feelings. On the one hand, because of his ups and downs when he was young, he has resentment towards this younger brother who lived in the palace since he was a child, but after getting along for a long time, looking at those pure and clear eyes like Chang'an, He didn't consciously want to be nice to him.

Sometimes I almost think with anticipation, it would be great if he was Chang An, he could keep him by his side.

Looking tiredly at the colorful singing and dancing in the palace, and the relatives wearing various masks on the table, there is measurement, flattery, calculation, and awe in those eyes, but there is only one piece of truth missing, as if everyone is separated from him. A yarn.

Ying Zheng put down the wine bottle, said "please accompany me" lightly, got up and left the hall.

Zhao Ji's face was ugly, and Lao Ai squeezed her hand to ease it up.

You Ji originally wanted to send Li Jiao back to the Hanzhang Hall directly, but the King had no choice but to send him to the side hall of the King's Hall last time.

It wasn't until she pulled down the bed curtain that she breathed a sigh of relief, guessing that the son's appearance was due to drunkenness, and You Ji asked the accompanying little maid to make sober soup, and she stayed aside.

Ying Zheng left the Empress Dowager's palace without stopping too long, thinking that Li Jiao was drunk, and soon returned to the palace.

The sound of "The Great King is here" woke up the drowsy You Ji. She glanced at the tent and found that Li Jiao's ears were still intact.

Ying Zheng glanced at her, "Come on, I'll take a look at Cheng Xu."

You Ji's face turned pale, she clenched her fists, forced a smile and said, "My lord, he just vomited all over his body just now, and the servant girl is about to clean up, the tent is filthy, so it's not easy to offend the lord."

Ying Zheng frowned, he really didn't want You Ji to touch Li Jiao, so he said: "Wang Fang, you go clean it up."

Wang Fang should come here.

Sweat dripped from You Ji's forehead, and she kowtowed: "Your Majesty, can this servant..."

"Ah!" Wang Fang swiftly lifted the bed curtain, his eyes were bulging out in shock, "Guard! Guard!"

Ying Zheng's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head to look, only to see the child on the bed sleeping on all fours, with a pair of fluffy tabby cat ears curled back obediently, and a slender, soft cat tail hanging on one side. It looks like half a cat person.

Preventing the guards from entering, Ying Zheng took a few steps forward, stared at Li Jiao with his obsidian-like eyes, and suddenly said, "It's Chang'an."

Wang Fang boldly took a look, and sure enough, he saw that the hairy ear pattern on the second son's head was exactly the same as that of the dead fat cat. He felt a little more at ease, and was willing to block arrows for the king, even the cat demon. Should there be spirituality?

Ying Zheng was silent for a while, and suddenly stretched out his hand to Li Jiao's neck.