"Tonight, I prepared a gift for Zheng'er." After the dinner, Zhao Ji rubbed her slightly raised belly and said lazyly.

"Gift?" Ying Zheng took a scarf from Wei Xianxian's hand and wiped the traces left by eating.

"Yes, a gift, a gift that has been prepared for many years." Zhao Ji's wife's waist and eyes had already ignited. She really wanted to see what kind of expression Ying Zheng would have when the snow girl appeared in front of Ying Zheng.

"If my mother said this, I'm looking forward to it." Ying Zheng said.

"Mingzhu, go and bring the gift I prepared for the king." Zhao Ji said to Mrs. Mingzhu who served her.

"Yes." Mrs. Mingzhu responded obediently, and then walked towards the depths of the hall.

However, the moment Mingzhu's husband turned around, when Zhao Ji could not see her expression, the woman Zhao Ji, who had been fed by Ying Zheng, secretly gave Ying Zheng a wink.

Obviously, what Zhao Ji thinks is a secret is simply a secret here.

Ying Zheng knew Zhao Ji's plan well, otherwise Zhao Ji's little conspiracy would not have been killed in the womb, as for the snow girl...

Ying Zheng admitted that Mrs. Zhao Ji Mingzhu's perception was not wrong, but Ying Zheng spent a lot of effort on the snow girl, just like jade. If they were not blessed with their own charm, they could only call them beauty. As for the number of them, there would be nothing. In the Qin Palace, beauty is not a scarce resource. If you just look at the color, there will be beauties everywhere in the Qin Palace.

But when it comes to Shen Yun, women who can have their own charm have surpassed the beauty in the ordinary sense, just like Honglian's cuteness, Jingyu's coldness and ignorance, and Yan Lingji's charming and unrestrainedness. Even the wife of Mingzhu has her own charm, but Xuenn and Nong Yu are different. They are too young. The charm that time has accumulated on them has not yet blossomed and bear fruit. Therefore, Ying Zheng has been waiting.

If it comes to age, Honglian is younger, but Honglian is special after all. Although she is not Chilian, she is already Honglian.

Time passed slowly as Ying Zheng thought aimlessly, and Zhao Ji was also quieted down rarely. She was looking forward to what was about to happen.

For a moment, the hall fell into silence.

Until Mrs. Mingzhu appeared in everyone's sight again.

"Qi Bao Bao, Princess Zhao, I have brought it." Mrs. Mingzhu replied.

"Zheng'er, this is the gift I gave you, is that an accident?" Zhao Ji looked at Mrs. Mingzhu with satisfaction, then looked at Ying Zheng. She had been looking forward to Ying Zheng's next reaction for a long time.

"It was a little unexpected." Ying Zheng said, but his eyes had completely frozen on the snow girl.

I saw a girl following Mrs. Mingzhu.

She is a light blue and snowflake dance dress with a light blue hair and a silver-inlaid blue crystal headdress. The silver eyes make her eyes that can already attract anyone's eyes look more hazy.

Crystal earrings, silver-inlaid ruby ​​necklaces, silver bracelets, silver bracelets, light blue ribbons, silver legs, silver leg rings, blue crystal clogs, under the layers of decoration, not only did not give her body a slight alternative feeling, but instead made people feel that she should have been like this, and this is the most suitable makeup for her.

This is a maiko, an extraordinary maiko.

"Princess Zhao, let's start." Although Ying Zheng's expression did not satisfy Zhao Ji completely, it was a small gain. At least, she had confirmed her previous judgment.

"Yes." The snow girl responded as if no one was around.

As the musician who was waiting for the musician to play the instruments in his hands during the dinner, the snow girl's figure slowly danced on the carpet in the hall.

Ying Zheng never devoted himself to music and dance, but he still had his eyes. The snow girl's dance was naturally extremely beautiful, and people were even more capable of having their own status in the beautiful Qin Palace, but Ying Zheng still saw that it was inappropriate.

Ying Zheng didn't know how amazing Lingbo Feiyan, who could dance with the snow girl in the snow pavilion, was in his memory, but now it seems that although the snow pavilion is beautiful, it is far from reaching that kind of dancing with the snow pavilion.

But this is just Ying Zheng's opinion. Zhao Ji and others were fascinated by it at this time. Zhao Ji's own dancing skills were already good, and she could see the talent of Snow Girl. She lamented that Ying Zheng's vision was indeed good, but she was too laissez-

.

As for Mrs. Mingzhu, she could only envy her. She learned these things when she was young. After all, she is a woman with great ambitions. If she wants to conquer a king, her own strength is not strong enough. Even if she is born with beauty, she will not be able to gain a foothold in the palace if she works hard to practice various skills. But as she grows older, Mrs. Mingzhu slowly gave up the dance skills. It is not because of her lack of talent, but there is a reason why she cannot give up.

The reason is that her xiong is too fierce and her buttocks are too erect.

As the vocal music gradually stopped, the snow girl's dance steps also stopped slowly.

"Zheng'er, how about this gift I prepared for you?" Zhao Ji looked at Ying Zheng with a smile.

"Very good." Ying Zheng said calmly.

"Then do you want to give me a gift, too?" Zhao Ji said with a smile.

"What does the mother want?" Ying Zheng asked.

"This Zhao Princess is my return." Zhao Ji pointed to the snow girl and said.

She knew that Ying Zheng cared about the snow girl, but she wanted it. If Ying Zheng didn't care, she didn't want it.

"Yes." Ying Zheng nodded.

"Really?" Zhao Ji was already ready to bargain with Ying Zheng, but Ying Zheng was so readily that Zhao Ji had doubts: Is there anything else in this?

"I won't cheat on my mother." Ying Zheng said.

"Zheng'er agreed so readily that I always feel that there is something insider. Did you really agree?" Zhao Ji asked again.

"Yes." Ying Zheng affirmed again.

As for the person involved, Xue Nu, she was still standing in the distance. It seemed that the person Zhao Ji and Ying Zheng was not talking about was not like her, and they were dealt with as goods. For her, this was not the first time. Whether she had been more or not, she really didn't care anymore.

Zhao Ji nodded suspiciously.

I heard Ying Zheng say again: "But this transaction is only limited to Princess Zhao."

"I'm talking about Princess Zhao." Zhao Ji said in confusion.

She didn't know what Ying Zheng meant to repeat this sentence, but instead, Mrs. Mingzhu seemed to have thought of something, but she wouldn't say anything more.

Zhao Ji may have earned what she wanted, but Ying Zheng will never lose money.
Chapter completed!