Qin Dynasty: Starting with clinging to Zhao Ji's thigh

Chapter 213 No one understands Zheng'er better than me.

Zhao Ji's bright red dress remained unchanged, like a burning flame, making her even more beautiful and charming.

Her snow-white skin contrasted sharply with the red dress, adding to her allure.

Despite being forcibly turned around by Ying Jing, Zhao Ji did not show any anger; instead, she revealed an expression of enjoyment.

Two fair and delicate arms immediately wrapped around Ying Jing's neck, while her long, beautiful legs, beneath her red dress, were wrapped around his waist.

Her jade-like feet, spotless and free of any dust, had her toes gently curled, and the skin around her ankles was smooth and delicate, as if carved from fine jade.

"Take me to the hot springs! You know where that is!"

A languid yet alluring voice rang out, like a cat just waking up softly calling to its owner.

Ying Jing's body stiffened slightly. Although his relationship with Zhao Ji had grown closer over the years, this level of intimate contact was a first for him.

However, at this moment, he could not refuse Zhao Ji's request; this woman never cared about the consequences.

"Since it is the Empress Dowager's order, Jing naturally cannot refuse..."

Two strong arms passed through her jade-like legs, supporting Zhao Ji's curves as she slowly walked towards the hot spring behind the garden.

The Empress Dowager was fond of pleasure, and even though this place was just a temporary palace and had no historical significance like Ganquan Palace, it was still built quite luxuriously, and all the enjoyment one could expect was included.

Right in this back garden is a hot spring, which was renovated by the Gongshu family's mechanical arts. It cleverly utilizes the underground hot spring water veins and introduces the hot spring water into this place through a series of ingenious mechanisms.

The entire pool wall is made of fine bluestone, with a smooth and warm surface, exuding a sense of antiquity and elegance. Fresh fruits and vegetables are also placed around it for easy access.

The bottom of the pool is covered with a layer of specially made stone slabs, which are covered with tiny holes. Hot spring water gushes out from these holes, forming springs of different sizes.

The spring water is clear and steaming, like a fairyland shrouded in mist.

"Not bad, the temperature is just right!"

Even when they arrived at the hot spring, Zhao Ji still clung to Ying Jing, tentatively extending one of her fair, beautiful legs and her bare, crystalline feet with curled toes to test the temperature in the spring water.

The spring water gushing from the earth's core has a perfect temperature—neither too hot nor too cold.

"Since it's suitable, would Your Majesty like to go down and soak in the water to relieve your fatigue?"

Ying Jing blinked, looking obedient, which made Zhao Ji feel as if she were seeing the little Jing who used to fawn over her back then.

"That's fine..."

Zhao Ji suddenly smiled charmingly, her bright, watery eyes incredibly captivating, as if they could speak.

The moment she agreed, her bright red dress fell to the ground without warning.

The bright red undergarment could not conceal her complete beauty; the ravines between her massive breasts were extremely deep, and her snow-white skin was crystal clear, every part of her skin was incredibly delicate and smooth, as if time had truly left no trace on her.

"The Empress Dowager is still as beautiful as ever; even time seems to linger here, captivated by your beauty."

Jing Dashan swore that this was absolutely a heartfelt compliment; this woman was even more charming than when he first met her!

However, Zhao Ji had heard too many kind words like this, especially from Ying Jing; she had heard similar words countless times.

"You've used this kind of nonsense to fool so many girls again, haven't you?"

Zhao Ji glanced at him with her alluring eyes, her smiling expression captivating: "Come and soak in the water with me for a while."

She finally released her jade arms and beautiful legs from Ying Jing's neck and waist, stretched her lazy body, and slowly walked down from the edge of the pool into the hot spring, leaving only her head above the water for a moment.

"uh-huh!"

Zhao Ji's entire body was submerged in it, and her bright red lips, painted with vibrant rouge, couldn't help but let out a soft moan that was sure to get your blood pumping.

This soft murmur, just like back then, instantly transported Ying Jing back to Ganquan Palace in Xianyang.

"Jing must be tired from the long journey, thank you for your consideration, Your Majesty!"

Having found a plausible excuse, the benevolent Jing no longer hesitated.

As his strong body sank into the hot spring, Zhao Ji suddenly opened her eyes and darted to Ying Jing's side like a fish.

“In the past, it was always Xiao Jing’er who served me. Today, let’s try something different.”

Zhao Ji's peach blossom eyes were bright and captivating, her alluring appearance exuding charm. Her delicate pink arms embraced Ying Jing from behind, the soft touch making one's heart flutter.

"Little Jing'er must be tired from the journey, let me help you relax..."

"Ah this..."

Ying Jing hesitated.

He knew all too well how alluring Zhao Ji was; if she really let loose, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to resist the temptation.

"How could I possibly trouble the Empress Dowager!"

"Humph!"

Zhao Ji immediately snorted coldly and stepped back: "Why are you being so distant today? Have you really grown too big for your britches and grown tired of me?"

"Your Majesty is overthinking it!"

Ying Jing immediately retorted that Zhao Ji, who had given up power, might seem like a marginal person, but her special status was undeniable. If she really got stuck on something and caused trouble, it would be a real problem!

"But Jing has served the Empress Dowager since childhood, so she still prefers..."

Ying Jing quietly stepped forward and scooped a smooth, jade-like foot out of the hot spring water. Each toe was exquisite and translucent, like a peeled lychee.

This time, it was Zhao Ji's turn to be astonished.

"Pfft, haha, so you like this, Jing'er?"

Zhao Ji laughed so hard her body trembled, but she withdrew her jade foot and pretended to be serious: "Little Jing'er wants to serve me? It won't be that easy."

Suddenly, her entire body, including her head, submerged in the pool water.

But Ying Jing didn't have to wait long; in just a moment, she resurfaced.

However, her long, smooth, black hair was now completely soaked, and the rouge on her face and lips had been washed away by the pool water.

Even without rouge, Zhao Ji's charm was not diminished.

The combination of the innocent charm of the glistening water droplets clinging to the ends of her hair and the allure of a mature woman creates a perfect contrast that truly makes it hard to look away.

"What is in the Empress Dowager's hands?"

Ying Jing was somewhat puzzled. Zhao Ji had dived into the pool to retrieve a bamboo scroll.

Holding the bamboo slips, Zhao Ji feigned a dignified and solemn demeanor: "According to Article 300 of the Qin Law, one must answer three questions before serving the Empress Dowager during her bath!"

Does the Qin Dynasty law include this provision?

Even Ying Jing is completely bewildered!

Alright, you're the Empress Dowager, whatever makes you happy.

Since Zhao Ji wants to play tricks, let her have her way.

"Ahem... First question, what color rouge am I using today?"

?

Jingda Philanthropist Association has a lot of gadgets, but women's rouge... I really haven't studied that!

Besides, Zhao Ji has already washed off the rouge.

"Can't answer?"

Zhao Ji chuckled softly, like a fox who had stolen a chicken, but her smile remained alluring: "Then come here obediently and do as I ask!"

Ying Jing could only continue to indulge her antics; this woman wouldn't stop until she was satisfied.

Soft, jade-like fingers touched the hard skin on her shoulder, the gentle caress leaving a slightly cool trail that stretched from her shoulder down her back.

Zhao Ji wasn't very strong, and her gentle caresses didn't actually bring much comfort to Ying Jing.

But with her delicate fingers, tender heart, and prestigious status, the feeling is naturally different.

Zhao Ji picked a bright red cherry from the fruits and vegetables displayed by the pond, smeared the crimson juice on Ying Jing's lower lip, and then sucked the juice off his lips.

"Um……"

Ying Jing let out a soft groan.

He knew this woman was definitely not that honest.

Before I knew it, my soft, smooth ankles had been explored in a special place...

Underwater, he hurriedly reached out to stop him.

Meanwhile, her gaze wandered through the garden, casually shifting her attention: "The Empress Dowager has also planted crabapple trees here?"

Zhao Ji didn't stop, her lips close to Ying Jing's ear: "Do you really think I don't understand anything? Zheng'er should have already taken some action, right?"

The name "Tangdi" comes from the Book of Songs, Minor Odes.

This is a poem that advocates brotherly love for one another.

Ying Jing was immediately surprised that Zhao Ji was still paying attention to this matter.

Zhao Ji suddenly became somewhat smug: "Although my relationship with Zheng'er is not good, as his mother, no one understands him better than me!"

"Oh? Then Empress Dowager, please tell me, what exactly is your brother thinking?"

Ying Jing's curiosity was truly piqued. Zhao Ji did indeed seem to possess a kind of unassuming wisdom, after all, she could even see through the fact that the benevolent Ying Jing was actually a lecher.

But Zhao Ji wasn't so easily persuaded this time: "Behave yourself and let me use all your techniques on you, and then I'll tell you."

Ying Jing felt somewhat helpless, but did not refuse.

then……

He regretted it.

We can't hold on any longer! We can't suppress it anymore!

How could he not have known that the methods he used on Zhao Ji back then were so difficult to control...

The reason he wasn't eaten by Zhao Ji back then was probably just because he was too young!

Zhao Ji suddenly bit down hard on his shoulder and sneered, "You won't be able to escape today!"

"These are all the methods you used on me back then!"

"That's it!"

Jing Dashan simply abandoned the project.

Holding onto the bottom line is his last line of defense.

A mysterious force of fate told him that it wasn't the right time yet.

Only when everything has settled down and all the attention focused on you has shifted away can you truly be without any worries.

Hiss... Huff... Hah... Sizzle...

Ying Jing simply closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and persevered, only occasionally letting out a few sounds from his throat.

No one knew how much time had passed, but Zhao Ji was so exhausted that she lazily lay down on the edge of the hot spring to rest.

Ying Jing chuckled: "Now, it's time for little Jing'er to serve the Empress Dowager!"

To hell with the bottom line, I don't care anymore, I'll just wear it again!

But at this moment, Zhao Ji suddenly let out a beautiful laugh, as if she had touched some mechanism under her foot.

Two wooden massage mallets sprang up from the bottom of the spring and massaged Zhao Ji's smooth, jade-like back.

"Ho ho..."

Seeing Ying Jing's frustrated expression, Zhao Ji almost laughed until tears streamed down her face: "Everyone says that the Gongshu family's mechanical skills are inferior to the Mo family's, but I think they are just as good."

"Gongshu Chou!"

Ying Jing spat out the name through gritted teeth, his face alternating between pale and flushed.

His hard-won determination was thus ruined.

Perhaps... this is fate!

"You don't need to worry about Zheng'er."

Seemingly relieved to see Ying Jing like this, Zhao Ji, having finally had her fill of fun and was in high spirits, actually turned to serious matters on her own initiative.

"Oh? What are your thoughts, Empress Dowager?"

Ying Jing's attitude towards Ying Zheng was extremely complicated, and it is believed that Ying Zheng felt the same way.

Neither of them wanted to see the scene of brothers fighting amongst themselves.

However, as Ying Jing's power grew and Ying Zheng's authority increased, this became an unavoidable problem.

"You want that position too?"

Zhao Ji was still enjoying the massage from the massage hammer, her eyes filled with seductive charm, but she suddenly uttered a sentence that made Ying Jing's pupils involuntarily contract slightly.

"It seems so."

She lay by the hot spring pool, still with that same languid expression: "No need to worry."

Ying Jing neither accepted nor refuted the question, but simply asked, "How does the Empress Dowager know this?"

Zhao Ji simply smiled with narrowed eyes: "No one understands Zheng'er better than me!"

You know a hammer!

You don't know as much as I do!

He's even going to use Lord Changping to keep me in check!

Ying Jing shook his head. Sure enough, he was really too tired. He actually had no idea that Zhao Ji could offer any special insights.

"Do not believe?"

Zhao Ji blinked, her hair, glistening with water droplets, was slightly disheveled, clinging to her fair cheeks and red lips, instantly exuding a seductive charm.

"Of course I believe you! Who understands my brother better than the Empress Dowager!"

Ying Jing gave her a perfunctory answer, not intending to argue with her.

"Hehe... Let's make a bet then!"

This time, Ying Jing showed some interest: "Oh? Is the Empress Dowager betting on whether my brother will make a move against me?"

But Zhao Ji shook her head, her gaze falling on the crabapple tree planted in the garden. For a moment, the glint in her eyes made Ying Jing feel that she resembled Ying Zheng somewhat.

"No, I'll bet... He has never been, and will never be, afraid of you."

That's even more ridiculous!

Ying Jing couldn't help but shake his head.

He never doubted Ying Zheng's magnanimity, but for a king, some things are never simply black and white.

Fear and reliance, and even trust, are not contradictory.

To be fair, Ying Jing felt that if he were in Ying Zheng's position, he would definitely not be unafraid, much less continue to tolerate it.

Ying Jing looked unconvinced, but Zhao Ji wasn't annoyed: "I knew you wouldn't believe me, but one day you will find out."

"But at that time, you must unconditionally promise me one thing!"

Ying Jing didn't think he would lose this bet.

He smiled faintly, thinking it was just to make Zhao Ji happy: "The same applies to the Empress Dowager."

Seeing that Ying Jing had agreed, Zhao Ji immediately beamed with joy.

This woman really wears everything on her sleeve; she never hides her emotions.

Perhaps this is her real secret to staying young?

"Alright, I'm tired. Go back and keep your little lovers company!"

This was probably the first time Ying Jing had been driven away by Zhao Ji, but he didn't care.

That woman probably had a great time today, but he suffered!

Once Ying Jing had completely disappeared into the back garden, Zhao Ji, who was lying by the hot spring pool, suddenly slid down and ended up soaking in the middle of the water.

A pair of peach-blossom eyes turned to the crabapple tree again. The branches that had been broken last winter were now sprouting new branches that were thicker than before, intertwining with the old branches.

"No one understands Zheng'er better than me!"

"Similarly, no one understands you better than me, Little Jing'er..."