Raiders in the days of Qin Shi Huang

When Yun Chang returned to the palace safely, the maid was startled, and when she saw King Qin beside her, she lowered her head.

The clothes on her body were worn a few days ago, and it looked as if she had just walked around outside and returned to the palace.

King Qin was beside her, holding a basket in his hand. An eunuch went to pick up the basket in his hand, and after seeing what was in it, he was shocked, and stepped aside sweating profusely.

Yun Chang took off her hat, and said to King Qin first, "I have to go change my clothes."

"Beauties can do as they please," King Qin said.

The maid helped Yunshang take off her coat, Yunshang asked, "Is there much hot water?"

With King Qin still alive, this seemingly ordinary question became a bit more evocative, and the maid nodded with a blushing face.

"That's right, take a bath first." Yun Chang said.

The maid was surprised, "But the king is still here..."

"Stupid girl, how can I see the king in a dusty way!" Yun Chang smiled and nodded the girl's forehead, thinking in her heart, it would be good if I don't see King Qin today, the two of them haven't finished talking along the way, so go out early Is it necessary to accept criticism education?

She didn't want to, when the hot water came up, the maid thought she understood Yun Shang's meaning and sprinkled a layer of light red petals on it.

Yun Chang sank comfortably into the bathtub, and asked the maid to move slowly and not to worry.

When the sky falls and people can't die, they are still a free fish. If they want to wave, they can wave, and if they want to be salty fish, they can be salty fish.

Unbelievable, King Qin could still run to the bathroom and lift her out of the tub.

After dawdling, applying face powder and changing clothes, Yun Chang finally went out and found that King Qin was still there.

"Come here." King Qin said on the couch, he had a small teacup by his hand, and the mouth of the cup was steaming.

Yun Chang walked slowly to King Qin's side, sat obediently beside him, smiled softly, squeezed a piece of snack from the plate and handed it to King Qin's mouth, "May the king stop being angry with my concubine? "

The woman's fingertips were white and her eyes were shining. She looked at people like a small animal. Qin Wang raised his hand and pressed Yun Shang's hand, "The beauty's hair is not dry yet, so don't catch the cold."

Her hair has been carefully brushed several times by the maid, but there is no hair dryer here, so it can't be dried thoroughly.

Now it is half wet on the back, occasionally one or two mischievous strands roll onto the collarbone, the water droplets condense on the hair tips, and slowly leave a small water droplet on the skin, like a petal Like the dewdrops on the bed, King Qin saw it in his eyes, stretched out his hand to crush the little dewdrops with his fingertips, and moved them back in an instant, leaving only three points of enthusiasm.

The long hair is not combed, and the cool and damp feeling is lingering on the shoulders. In winter, the house is warm and warm, and people wear thinner clothes. It feels a bit like spring just right.

"Then allow the concubine to tidy up her hair first." Yun Shang said following King Qin's words, she was not submissive at this time, as if it was another person who forced her to die not long ago.

"That's not possible." King Qin shook his head slightly, "The beauty hasn't studied for a few days and I don't know if she missed her homework, so she has to check it."

Yun Chang came to the edge of the table, and in front of him was a blank booklet, and the inkstone was also full of grinding stones, black and shiny.

King Qin was sitting beside her in a relaxed state. Suddenly, Yun Chang realized that something was missing. After blinking, he realized that there was a basket missing in the room. Where did the children in it go?

As soon as her suspicious eyes fell on King Qin, he noticed and understood, "Let's leave the child to the nanny first, what kind of child would you, a little girl, take care of?"

Yunshang really doesn't know how to take care of children. The last time a child came to the palace, the nanny was responsible for the whole process. I felt relieved, so I picked up a pen and started writing. How could I not be able to write articles in just a few days? I didn't forget to add, subtract, multiply and divide during the month's holiday.

The maid came to King Qin's side silently, and then retreated slowly and silently. Seeing the light and shadow floating in front of her eyes, Yun Chang raised her head and was patted on the top of the head by King Qin. She could only continue writing, feeling as if she was being scratched by a cat in her heart. For a moment, although it is a small matter, without knowing the reason, not knowing what King Qin asked the maid to do is to make people scratch their hearts and livers.

Taking a deep breath and writing seriously, Yunshang tried to get rid of the humble depression.

Suddenly his back trembled, and the ink from the nib of the pen fell off, forming a big stain.

King Qin still said: "Write well, don't get distracted, if you backtrack, go stand by the wall tonight."

He held a piece of plain fabric in his hand, and a strand of wet hair in the other hand. The plain fabric was wrapped around the hair, tightened slightly, and then replaced with another piece of cloth, repeating the cycle.

Just now, Yun Chang was caught off guard and his back lightened, and he shook inadvertently, and was also surprised.

He rarely touched the skin except for hugs and baby-like pats on the back, so he couldn't help but be surprised.

She simply changed a piece of bamboo slip, and set herself down again, with neat handwriting all under the tip of the pen.

Although she can't say that she is very good at writing, she can already show it to others. This is the evaluation that King Qin once gave to Yunshang, and he followed it with a sentence, "Kids."

It's the same as something written by a child.

The momentum of the pen tip is an intangible thing. Some people write a volume full of unrestrained and unrestrained spirit in people's eyes, and some people write a pile of weeds after writing, which makes people unable to see it.

Yun Shang, a beginner, didn't dare to try more, she was always afraid of making a joke, King Qin had already regarded her as a child, and if she wrote nonsense, she really became a child's circle.

Unknowingly, the first volume has been written, Yunshang wrote her name at the end, and then turned to look at King Qin.

Only after looking at it did he realize that there was a pile of plain cloth neatly piled up beside him, with traces of moisture on it, and the weight on her head was already much lighter.

Yun Shang lifted a strand of hair to her eyes, and pinched it, indeed she did a lot.

King Qin had already gone to see Yunshang's pen and ink, pinching a strand of hair, Yunshang looked at the other party with a somewhat novel look, from the beginning, she felt that the movements were light and light, almost none, this time It took nearly half an hour to write the volume, except for the shoulder shaking at the beginning, I almost didn't feel someone moving my hair behind me later on. If I didn't see the almost dry hair now, I thought why nothing happened.

As soon as he raised his head, King Qin noticed Yun Shang's eyes, and raised his eyebrows, "What is the beauty thinking?"

Yun Chang smiled, pursed her lips, and looked back and forth at King Qin, "Your Majesty is the most wonderful person in the world." She glanced at Su Bu from the corner of her eyes, then looked at King Qin again, with a smile on her lips It grows gradually, and it cannot be extinguished no matter what.

"The beauty is making fun of her loneliness?" Qin Wang asked, and he said it easily.

Yun Chang shook her head, "No." She hung one arm on King Qin's shoulder, her whole body was as soft as if she had no bones, and there was a smile in her voice, "If you say gentleness, no one can compare to King Qin. " She was leaning against King Qin, her freshly wiped hair hanging down on his black clothes, like a meandering stream.

The trivial details of day after day are gentle, the easiest way to make people feel happy, there is no worry about daily necessities, and there are no sporadic disputes and pains, the most peaceful.

But these all happened to the King of Qin, which made people feel a little uncomfortable. It should be said that he is like a sharp blade, the sharp side cuts iron like mud, and when it falls, it is as powerful as a thousand pounds, but the most delicate and beautiful tattoo on his back Patterns, without the slightest confusion and perfunctory.

Isn't this a wonderful person?

King Qin didn't answer Yun Shang's words, and said again and again that there was only one gentle person for him, and there probably wouldn't be another one in the future.

He told Yun Shang what she wrote, "If you don't see it for a day, you can see that it is unfamiliar."

Yun Chang looked at the place he was pointing at, and when she looked at her own handwriting, she always felt that it looked normal. Today and yesterday were almost the same, but King Qin could always see one, two, three, and I don't know if it was born like this in his memory. good.

After secretly envious, Yunshang wrote down King Qin's words one by one.

In the daytime, the two are like glue. Except for business affairs, King Qin spends almost all the time with Yunshang. Sometimes they chat about useless things. Sometimes they sit opposite each other like master and apprentice, each holding a volume of books explain.

After dinner, the King of Qin took out a piece of plain silk and painted with a pen. The pavilion is solitary and the garden flowers depend on each other. Both places are still lifes, but there is an indescribable lingering and moving feeling.

"There is still a lack of color here, and the beauties will bring rouge." Qin Wang looked down at the paintings on the table and said.

It was the first time Yunshang saw someone using rouge as a paint, but since King Qin had something to say, she still took it.

The wooden box was opened, and a bright and fragrant red color appeared inside, and the rouge fell on King Qin's hand, like a child's toy.

He put down the rouge in his hand, but picked up Yunshang's hand. She was watching the painting and waiting for King Qin to color it, but this sudden move was shocking.

The woman's eyes were wide open, like a petrified cat, staring at King Qin, not to mention that people don't understand, but a beautiful figure reflected in the lamp is graceful and beautiful.

"The white silk is delicate, and this kind of movement requires someone with beautiful skin like jade." He picked up one of Yun Shang's middle fingers, and gently brushed her fingertips with his fingertips. Chang's hands are rough.

He lightly pressed Yubai's finger on the red rouge plate, and was taken away again. It landed on a delicate petal on the painting and brushed lightly, leaving only a red shadow that seemed to be absent. , if you don't look carefully, you can't find it.

Gorgeous and subtle.

"Do you like a beauty?" King Qin asked, holding a white handkerchief, and slowly helping Yun Shang wipe off the bright red from his fingertips.

The movements are serious, without any hint of charm, they are obviously two people, but their behavior seems to be one person.

In the middle of the night, Yun Shang carefully put away the paintings on the table, "What the king gave, I will be happy."

Qin Wang's paintings have an indescribable charm, Yunshang likes it very much, and she added a touch of rouge, which makes her feel a little different, "Someone asks in the future, the concubine can also say this A concubine participated in the painting."

"Naturally." King Qin said.

Behind Yun Chang, he took out the hairpin for her, and the gold and jade fell slowly, and the black hair fell down like ink. When she turned her head, her eyes were like autumn water, and her eyebrows were like ink.

King Qin untied Yunshang's belt and threw it aside. She was dressed in a delicate red dress and slowly laid it on the ground, with smoke in her eyes like the rain in March. The moonlight in the lake flows quietly in this quiet night. middle.

The breath of the two is similar, there is me in you, and you in me.

Yun Chang smiled slightly, indescribably touching, "Your Majesty is not in a hurry to go to bed, but Xiaobie is better than a newlywed?"

She was standing in front of King Qin, with a tall cabinet behind her, and his paintings were hung on the opposite screen, which she just hung on a clothes hanger made of bamboo and wood poles.

This is the usual place to change clothes. Occasionally, when she came back from the outside, her clothes were covered with snow, and she was put there by her own maid to dry them. Now that there is one more person, the space naturally seems small.

Qin Wang pressed Yunshang's shoulders and asked someone to lean against the cabinet behind him, "Is the beauty cold? Is there a cloak here?"

There was indeed a cloak made of fox fur hanging on the side, but Yunshang was not cold, but very warm, she shook her head.

Qin Wang smiled, "Then stay here, it's the same when you go to the bed later."

Yun Shang watched him take off his clothes without blinking.

But I was thinking in my heart that the king seemed to have changed and became anxious.

Yun Shang always felt that she was not a smart person, and almost all the people who taught her did not praise him seriously, and King Qin probably did not have any sincerity in complimenting her.When he said that he wanted to punish people, he said it from the heart, but unfortunately she was not her disciple, so it didn't work out.

If he is not serious about lying and deceiving, he cannot deceive others, and if he tells the truth and does not want to realize it, it will naturally not become true, but it is easy to go to bed.

The desire of the two has been aroused, and they don't even need a bed.

In Yunshang's palace, all the quilts are fine things, silky and soft to the touch, she likes it very much, and the hard cabinet behind her is not pleasing to the back.

She entangled King Qin like a soft vine, "Hold my concubine, Your Majesty, hold me tighter, tighter."

At this time, she had better agree to whatever she said. Qin Wang hugged Yunshang and kissed her neck. She raised her head and her eyes fell on the newly acquired painting today.

A cluster of gorgeous and delicate peanuts is on the side of an isolated building. It should have nothing to do with it, but after a closer look, it turns out that the flowers make people unable to find where are the roots of this cluster of flowers?Could it be on the earth, wood and stone bricks of the small building?

A bit of rouge, as shy as a jade face, is full of charm, fluttering and stretching in the wind.

Yun Chang pinched King Qin's shoulder, and her nails pierced into the flesh. Her fingertips were hot, as if she was still wearing rouge, and a half-moon-shaped red mark appeared, as if it was also rouge-colored.

Wrapping around his neck, Yunshang brought the fingertip just in front of her eyes, wondering if the red in the painting just reflected in her eyes, the fingertips were red no matter how you looked at them. Scratching his back twice, his back was also red.

Yun Chang hugged the man's neck tightly, turned her head and bit his ear lightly with her teeth, her movements delicate and dense.

After a while, a drop of sweat rolled out from the hair, fell down the cheek, and hit a crescent-shaped red mark on King Qin's shoulder.

The rouge stains the tears, and the petals fall in the morning dew, which is so beautiful.