Qin Huang, lie down obediently

Spring is coming, the trees are beginning to sprout, the willow branches are growing tender green leaves the size of rice grains, and the streams and rivers have also melted into ice...

Zhao Zheng is going back to Xianyang too...but I still have to follow him.

The day before yesterday, I almost blurted out the word "no" without thinking.Back to Xianyang?Still kept in the palace as a pet by you?I admit that I miss you very much after being separated from you, but compared with freedom, I still want freedom.

I thought he would give up, or use coercive means, but he said: "It is your duty as a general to escort this king back to the palace." Let me compromise.

Because he said that, he would not imprison me in the palace again, and later he said: "Your so-called sister should also go back together." The indirect coercion does not allow me to resist.

The horses drove towards Xianyang with the escort team. Zhao Zheng sat in the carriage, and the two supervisors at the door knelt on the shaft of the carriage, waiting for his transfer at any time.

The old sister sat in the carriage behind and followed us back.

The old girl was very reluctant at first, but the spears and swords of the hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the barracks would point at us in the opposite direction at any time.King Quan is really scary, and Zhao Zheng's so-called "coercion" has become gentle. As long as he says a word casually, everyone will obey him.

With the wind blowing, it was not as cold as before, but became gentle and frivolous.The vermilion curtains of the car windows were lifted by the breeze, and Zhao Zheng's stunning face appeared and disappeared from time to time.

"Come in." Zhao Zheng ordered people to go in, but he rushed out the two supervisors at the door after entering, and looked at me pitifully with open eyes. What's going on?What does it have to do with him not liking you serving me?What are you looking at me for?

I couldn't stand being waited by them, so I asked Zhao Zheng, "What is my king's order?"

"Come in." These two words floated slowly from the car window.May I know who you let in?

The supervisor at the door glanced at me and squinted at the inside of the car, but I still didn’t understand, and then one of them mouthed to me: “The king let you in.”

let me in?Don't be kidding, I was so angry with him the day before yesterday, if it wasn't...or what?He has every right to separate my dead body?Forget it, let me go in and go in.

With a little bit of both feet, he jumped up from the horse's back and landed lightly on the shaft of the chariot.The two supervisors gave me a "grateful" look, lowered their heads and opened the curtain to let me in.

He bent down and got into the carriage, and looked at Zhao Zheng suspiciously. His thoughts were always unpredictable. Could it be that he was tired from riding a horse and wanted me to go in and rest for a while?

He made a gesture with both hands, "My king is well." Seeing that he didn't intend to let me go, he moved a little to the side, leaving a place for me. It seemed that he really wanted me to come in, so he put his hands away and sat down. his side.

The two sat together for a long while without saying a word, did he really just come here to let me rest?Squinting at his side face, he is very comfortable, but it hurts me, and my whole body is restless.

I would think of the military (harmonious) prostitute who was very similar to him that night, and the real Zhao Zheng was sitting next to me, all the cells in my body were clamoring, could it be... I am really dissatisfied with desire?

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and told himself in his heart: "He is the king and I am the subject, and there is a difference between the king and the minister."

After a fierce ideological struggle, he finally settled down and sat beside him solemnly.

The spices in the carriage really had a drowsy effect, and the exhaustion from months of marching was relieved at this moment. After a while, I relaxed my mind and body, and leaned against the wall of the carriage and closed my eyes.

Feeling the familiar warmth from my lips in a daze, I opened my eyes, what I saw made my heart skip a beat, and I lost my thoughts.

Zhao Zheng was like a child who just happened to be discovered by an adult when he did something wrong. His innocent eyes stared, and his half-open lips were pink and moist, which made people want to bite a few mouthfuls.

And I really did.

Such an innocent expression appeared on his face, so beautiful that it was like a dream bubble, and it would disappear if he was not careful.He came back to his senses very quickly. When he straightened up and was about to sit up, I reached out and pulled him into my arms without knowing where the courage came from. I pointed my lips at his untouched and vermilion lips, licking and sucking. .

The tip of the tongue swept over each of his teeth, and finally plundered his dodging tongue, and the silver thread slid down the corner of his mouth. Only Zhao Zheng could brew such a sweet taste.

Feeling the slight trembling of his body, and I was also unbearably hot, I turned him over and pressed him on the couch with a little force with both hands, reaching out to untie his jade brocade belt.

Who knew he pushed me over?Didn't he let me in?Didn't he plan to "do something wrong" with me while I was asleep?Why don't you want to now?

Imprisoning his hands above his head with one hand, "It was the king who lured the humble minister first, but now the humble minister can't bear it anymore, should the king take responsibility?"

After finishing speaking, he closed his lips that were about to speak, and kissed until his cheeks were flushed, and he almost suffocated before letting go.His chest heaved violently, but he still resisted, "Let go of me!"

I have already untied his belt, his collar is loose, and his jade-like skin is exposed to the cool air, showing little bumps.

I caressed his raised hot upper body, and said with a smile: "Wang's body is much more honest than his mouth."