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Chapter Forty-Six, Not Like Childhood

"Yes, yes, if Xing'er could be bullied in her own home, wouldn't my aunt be slapped in the face? " Zhao Ji looked at King Zhuangxiang with a squinted eyes, meaningful.

King Zhuangxiang nodded helplessly, just to accept the matter of protecting Yaoxing.

Yaoxing was originally saying that he had a meal with them. However, when he was having dinner, Zhao Ji suddenly grabbed King Zhuangxiang with a smirk. The two started to fight in an instant, and after a while

King Zhuangxiang suddenly stood up, picked up Zhao Ji and entered the bedroom, leaving only Zhao Zheng and Yaoxing looking at each other.

Yaoxing was speechless. Zhao Ji was trying to make Zhao Zheng ascend the throne as soon as possible. Is she more likely to be the empress dowager?

Zhao Zheng also blushed. He was commonplace about his father and mother's affairs, but this time Yao Xing was there, so why didn't they restrain themselves? Now he felt hot even when he looked at Yao Xing.

After being embarrassed for a long time, Zhao Zheng said, "Yaoxing, why don't we have a meal first?"

Yaoxing lowered his eyes and nodded without saying anything, thinking in his heart that King Zhuangxiang and Zhao Ji are not human. Don’t you know that there is still an uninformed child? Let’s see what shame they have given to Zhao Zheng. If it is to Zhao,

What psychological shadow does politics leave? They are the sinners of history!

"Try this fat sheep stew, which is a dish passed down by my ancestors of the Great Qin Dynasty. The imperial chef improved it and tasted even better than before." Zhao Zheng sat five meters away from Yaoxing to recommend it to Yaoxing.

Yaoxing nodded perfunctorily and took a bite. To be honest, it was really uncomfortable to eat while kneeling. There were only two people in total, and they had to be a single desk table, which was placed under both sides of the first seat, and the voice was small, and they couldn't hear it opposite the other side.

It’s not like being at home, you can sit wherever you want.

Seeing that Yaoxing was depressed, Zhao Zheng asked, "Yaoxing is worried?"

Yaoxing was not worried, it was clearly a timid complaining in his heart that he had never been trained, but was inexplicably engraved into his bones. Even thinking could only think when King Zhuangxiang was away.

But Yaoxing can't say this reason!

"I'm fine. Maybe it's my first time entering the palace. I'm a little nervous and have no appetite."

Zhao Zheng nodded and put down his chopsticks: "Why not Yaoxing will go to the palace with me and see the gift I have prepared for you?"

Yaoxing is not hungry at all and is not comfortable here. Of course, he has to go and see the gifts. He immediately put down his chopsticks and nodded.

Zhao Zheng smiled so much that he was doting on his face, and Yao Xing smiled sweetly. When his eyes were blending, neither of them noticed his abnormality, but the palace maid who was attending him saw it.

"Let's go!" Zhao Zheng stood up, walked to Yaoxing, and stretched out his hand.

Yaoxing stretched out his hand with a smile, but suddenly took it back when he was about to touch it. Yaoxing almost forgot that this is not modern times, nor is it when he was a child. If he walked out with Zhao Zheng, it would be equivalent to sticking to Zhao Zheng.

tags.

"Let's go!" Yaoxing stood up on the desk, walked to Zhao Zheng and looked at him, smiling gently and decently.

Zhao Zheng's heart was empty and he withdrew his empty hand, as if nothing had happened.

Yes, Sister Yaoxing has grown up, so you should be careful of Sister Yaoxing’s reputation and not be disrespectful to her.

Behind him was a group of palace maids, Zhao Zheng led Yaoxing to his bedroom.

After retreating, Zhao Zheng personally took Yaoxing to visit: "This bedroom was chosen by the queen of my mother when we returned to Qin.
Chapter completed!
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