Quickly wear "I am the empress"

Early the next morning, Lin Yi sent someone to inquire about Zhiyu, but the palace servant replied that Zhiyu hadn't gotten up yet. This shocked Lin Yi. The king had ordered the princess to pick up Wang Jian into the city. It's this hour now, why doesn't the eldest princess get up yet?

If the king takes the blame, I'm afraid the princess will suffer a lot.

Lin Yi's anxiety was naturally noticed by Ying Zheng. Lin Yi had been by his side since he was a child and had been his right-hand man over the years. Therefore, seeing Lin Yi's rare mood and feeling anxious, Ying Zheng asked curiously. : "Lin Yi, what happened?"

Hearing Ying Zheng ask him, Lin Yi knelt down quickly. He originally wanted to cover up for the eldest princess, but Lin Yi knew very well what the consequences of lying in front of Ying Zheng would be, so Lin Yi closed his eyes. Eyes, somewhat unbearable, he said:

"Back to the king, I just sent someone to see if the eldest princess is ready to dress up and go out of the city to meet General Wang. Who knows? Who knows, the palace people said that the eldest princess hasn't..., she hasn't gotten up yet."

Lin Yi followed Ying Zheng after he returned to Qin. He has experienced many ups and downs with Ying Zheng over the years. In his heart, Ying Zheng is no longer as simple as his master. He has long regarded Ying Zheng as his own relative.

Outsiders say that Ying Zheng is cold-blooded and ruthless, but only he knows how difficult it is for this young king to get to where he is today.

He also loved Ying Zheng's first child, the eldest princess Ying Yuanman, in his heart. That was the first child of the king in front of him. He had watched her grow up over the years. How could he not feel the same in his heart? It hurt, but now, Lin Yi decided that if the king got angry later, he would plead for the princess no matter what.

However, the rage that Lin Yi expected did not happen. After hearing Lin Yi's words, Ying Zheng shook his head unconsciously. At this time, he was like a loving father, with a rare hearty smile on his face. He was helpless. Said: "This girl is already a teenager, how can she still be so sleepy?"

"Lin Yi, go take Wang Jian into the city. The eldest princess doesn't have to go. Let Fusu go."

Hearing this, the expression on Lin Yi's face was a little startled, but after all, he had been with Ying Zheng for decades. He soon calmed down and bowed respectfully to Ying Zheng, "Yes."

As soon as Lin left, Ying Zheng sighed helplessly, thinking of the ambitious daughter in his eyes yesterday, he raised his hand and said: "Come, go and invite the eldest princess."

The respectful voice of the guard soon came from outside the door. "yes."

In the main hall of Pingyang Palace, several palace people looked at the guards sent by the king and hesitated to speak. The last palace person gritted his teeth and pushed open the door of the main hall.

After opening the door, they were surprised to see Zhiyu who was fully dressed, and they quickly knelt down and said, "Princess."

Zhiyu nodded expressionlessly, raised his eyebrows and looked at the palace attendant who opened the door and asked, "What's the matter?"

The palace man lowered his eyes and said respectfully: "Princess, the king has sent someone to invite you to Zhangtai Palace."

Hearing this, Jiang Ning nodded and walked out of the palace. She looked at the guard from Pingyang Palace, who at first glance was not her, and asked, "Father, can you use breakfast?"

The guard shook his head, clasped his fists and said, "Return to the princess, no."

Zhiyu nodded, "In that case, let's go find our father first."

"Yes."

After Zhiyu took a bite of Qin's meal last night, she had a very clear understanding of the lack of seasonings in Qin's heart. She thought that her father Ying Zheng's food should be better than that of a princess like her. , so since Ying Zheng sent someone to call her, it shouldn't be too much for her to have a meal, right?

"My son pays homage to his father."

In the Zhangtai Palace, in the same position as yesterday, Zhiyu performed a standard Qin etiquette towards Ying Zheng, with a faint smile on his face and his voice a little lighter than yesterday.

Ying Zheng didn't even raise her head when she heard the voice, and continued to write something in the bamboo slips. Seeing this, Yu kicked her nose and face. Before Ying Zheng could say anything, she moved a cushion for herself to sit on. Who was wronged? You can't wrong yourself. This is the jade and the motto of life.

Even in front of his ancestors, he cannot tolerate his ancestors and make himself wronged.

Just as Zhiyu sat down, a roll of bamboo slips fell from the sky and hit her on the head. Zhiyu quickly caught the bamboo slips with quick eyes and hands. Before she could take the bamboo slips down, Ying Zheng's voice sounded from the desk.

"Let me take a look, do you have any comments?"

Zhiyu rubbed the head that was hit by the bamboo slip, and touched it with some distress. Seeing that there was no blood, she breathed a sigh of relief. Ying Yuanman's body was very delicate. She was really afraid that her ancestor Ying Zheng might accidentally hit her. Then he smashed her head and broke her blood.

When Ying Zheng saw Zhiyu's actions, he looked at Zhiyu with some hatred, "When did my son become so squeamish? Even a few bamboo slips can cause you any trouble."

Zhiyu smiled faintly and said, "My parents have affected my body, hair, and skin. I am afraid that my appearance will be ruined and that I will ruin the good appearance my father gave me."

Hearing this, Ying Zheng shook his head helplessly and looked at Xiang Zhiyu with a loving look in his eyes: "My son, you are getting thicker and thicker."

Wen Yanzhiyu raised her chin proudly, with a look of honor, "I am the daughter of my father, so even if I am thick-skinned, I am naturally thicker than others."

Ying Zheng shook his head, "Look at the bamboo slips in your hand."

Wen Zhiyu lowered her head and opened the bamboo slips that Ying Zheng had just thrown at her. In fact, the bamboo slips had been specially treated and were not very heavy, but Zhiyu was used to using paper. Suddenly she returned to before liberation, and she still had some problems. Habit.

After staring at the bamboo slips in her hand for a long time, Zhiyu decided that sooner or later, she would make the paper in advance...

After reading the contents, Zhiyu shook her head with a headache. According to her understanding of Ying Zheng's ancestors, the person who submitted this memorial might not survive tonight.

Seeing Zhiyu put away the bamboo slips, Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhiyu with a half-smile, as if to let Zhiyu express his opinion.

Zhiyu sighed and said, "Father, the person who submitted this memorial should be killed."

Hearing this, Ying Zheng smiled lightly, "What do my sons think of what he said?"

Zhiyu glanced at Yingzheng with some doubts, and saw that his eyes were like torches, looking at her with the pressure of a king. Zhiyu couldn't help but sigh in her heart, it's coming, the test of the ancestors is coming.

I don’t know which fool wrote the memorial. It’s a scroll of bamboo slips, full of accusations against Ying Zheng, saying that Chu should not be attacked. Li Xin’s failure to attack Chu was a warning from God to Qin, telling Qin not to create too many enemies. Kill more sinners.

He also said that if Ying Zheng continues to commit murderous crimes, he may not be able to enter reincarnation after death.