Chapter 7

The carriage wobbled to a stop in front of the Right Minister's residence, I even forgot my identity at the moment, still sitting in the carriage waiting for others to serve me.

　　The Yi sitting across from me pursed his lips to stifle his laughter, signaling me as he squeezed his eyes at me, "Lord chamberlain, shouldn't you open the door and get off the carriage for this king."

　　I looked down at my own dress and couldn't help but mutter a slanderous remark to Yi, and then reluctantly moved to the front of the car door, opened the door, and jumped down first. And then respectfully bent over, "King Rong please!"

　　Yi Jing jumped down from the car in a dashing manner, glancing at me before walking towards the front of the phase residence with a high smile, "Right quite really polite, this shouldn't be to greet this king!"

　　I busily pressed my palace hat downwards before turning around with my head slightly lowered and walking behind Yi. He has always given people the impression that he is unruly, not to mention talking to the Minister of Qin like this, even when facing Ying Ji, he has always been this rude.

　　Two people once again cheerful smile, under the mutual concessions, the two people side by side to the minister's residence to go.

　　Took off the boots, on the three-sided transparent hall, the wooden floor store some years, was stepped on the shiny, smooth and transparent, seriously look at can reflect their own shadow.

There is also the horse that pulls the cart when he comes, at a glance, it is the rare good breed of BMW in Xirong. All the signs show that Simarouboubaceae's cleanliness is only on the surface, but in essence he must be an uncompromising corruptor, he wants to pull me down, I can utilize this opportunity to catch his handle.

　　In a divine and immortal flurry, I have actually convicted Simarouboubaceae of a great crime. Shaking his head back to God, it seems that I really look at this old guy is not very good eyes, this intention always think how to bring him down.

　　Between the cups of wine, they have been chatting out a long way, I moved a little numb feet, spirit up to listen to the content of their conversation.

　　Yi in the cup when deliberately brush broad sleeve to my feet block, but unintentionally fell into the simaroubaceae that pair of thieves eyes, he does not move the eyes in my body swept back and forth, and without a trace of retracted the afterglow, continue to put into the ranks of the drinking wine.

　　I can't help but collect any traces on my face that might reveal signs of beauty, gather my hands together in front of me, and don't blink as if nothing has happened, not squinting in front of me. Even if he Simarouba has starry eyes, he can't forget to wear this vest of mine. Moreover, his starry eyes are still old and dying, my freshly baked vest can naturally fool him for a while.

　　Obviously, I felt the shoulders of the razor sitting on his knees in front of me shook, although it was a slight one, but I still noticed it.

　　Turned his eyes, I took advantage of the razor hanging down his hand to cover in my feet for a moment, lifting his foot to his buttocks kicked down, thought, not enough to relieve the anger, why let the Queen Dowager stand you sit. So, and then through the socks to the power of the toes to his ass hard pinch down. He owed his body, but wanted to attack, but in the way of the situation, had to stifle endure.

　　I was physically and mentally relieved, as if in the supermarket secretly crushed the puffed cookies on the shelves of other people, that kind of feeling - can only be imagined, can not be said.

Simarouboubaceae in the sky and south for a while gossip, finally led the topic back to the right track, he is very emotional and still worrying said: "King of Rong is not young now, do not plan to start a family early to continue the line of descent? Yiqu King only got this son of Rong King during his lifetime, the population is scarce, coupled with the Rong King is now moving to Xianyang, this Yiqu aspect of this minister is worried for the Rong King na!"

　　Yi light skimmed the corner of his mouth, good thing I only looked at the side, this if the end in front of me to do this move, I eighty percent again have to be distracted. Don't open your eyes, to a certain extent to keep calm. Only to hear Yi is very shamelessly said: "the western frontier place will not labor right phase worry, but is the matter of family, right phase can have suitable candidates for this king to complete the continuation of the fire this big thing." 　　

　　"Eh." 

But if anyone does something that is detrimental to my Great Qin, this minister will not be merciful either."

　　Yi Mingcheng knew but pretended, "The right minister is overstating the case! 

Not to mention Chu, Wei, and Han, even the annexation of the Shantung states is not a problem. Come on, for the sake of Qin's unification of the world, this king toasts the right minister." 

　　I am not angry, this pass down actually don't know how many times I kicked Yi, in short, once I heard what made me angry I kicked him as if nothing had happened to vent my anger.

　　Listening to an old and a strong is very shameless talk about menstruation, I really hard to endure, under the pretext of the respect left the hall.

　　"Whew." Out to the yard, heavy breath, frequently looked back in the direction of the hall, can not help but muttered: "go back to see how the old lady to pack you."

　　"Oh, sizzling ... asshole." Conditional reflex, after being hit heavily by an oncoming impudent ghost, I actually offhandedly cursed.

　　"Heh, interesting, you a little chamberlain even dare to mouth off. Hm? You're a palace chamberlain." Quite a nice sounding baritone voice, half toned and teasingly spoke to me. I looked up sharply, that elegant face with no more or less with so a little bit of evil. Once I fixed my eyes again, I was shocked, it was a face that I would recognize even if it was turned into ashes. "... Sara." I lost control, pounced up and grabbed his lapel, fearing that he would message out of thin air, "Quickly tell me when I will ascend to heaven."

　　Obviously, he was scared by my ghost move, a face Zhang very dramatic twisting and re-forming, in short, in this half a moment less than time, his facial expression has been by, sorrow, resentment, fear, fear, shock, and then blush, turned a big circle, to be fixed later, but did the habitual move of Sala - dull tilt his head to look at the sky.

　　When he turned back low, finally came to a conclusion, look is serious look at me and ask: "I see you young, why do not want to live."

"And ..." he added, "Sa-la, what is it."

　　I grabbed his lapel and didn't let go, gritting my teeth and putting on a nocturnal face, "Don't play second fiddle to me, you're already second fiddle, you can't become third fiddle anymore. Quickly say, when exactly will I ascend to heaven." Maybe it's because I'm too obsessed with this issue, so much so that I've overlooked some of the details above.

　　He was forced to be helpless, had to be very serious again to measure up to me, and also with a little exploratory pinch in my face pinch, pinch after the left face pinch the right face, and then quite meaningfully under the conclusion: "Well, to your age, if you don't commit a major crime in the palace, at least you can live another twenty or thirty years in the matter, if you are lucky, maybe forty years. How is it, are you satisfied?"

　　I was baffled, blankly hanging down my arms, disheveled sitting to the side of the flower garden, muttering: "three - forty years ..." I can not help but pull the nursery on the flowers and grasses plucking ah plucking.

　　"Eh eh eh eh, don't, don't ..." that the second son to see my charcoal life moves, busy next to me to sit down, reached out and grabbed my hand, heartbroken. Naturally not distressed my hand, he is distressed the flowers and plants planted on the ground, "Eh, pity pity pity, this is still just grow out of the new leaves it."

　　I am very unhappy, this moment and then look at this second son in a side mourning that a few plants more angry, jumped up to the flower garden in the hard stomp, "what a pity, the big deal is that I accompany you a garden."

　　"Eh ah, make not make not, you quickly give me down." The second son's heart was shocked and reached out and yanked me down from the flower garden, his heavy face ferrying a layer of frosty color, looking at me with a slight anger in his eyes, "You, you ..." I don't know if he's never been angry or never cursed or if there is simply no greed, greed, greed, greed, greed, greed, greed, greed, greed, greed, greed or greed in his There is no greed, anger and dementia in his world. At this moment obviously with anger red face, but only in addition to you a non-stop outside, will not be able to hold back any other words with deterrent.

　　"You you you, you what you." Pursing my lips, I tried my best to suppress the urge to laugh out loud.

　　Just when we were at a standstill, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the other end of the compound, and not long afterward, a small servant's voice came, "My lord, so you here, your honored guest has already arrived, and the Sangha has asked you to quickly go to the front hall to meet the guest." It was only when these words were said that I saw a young servant who was still young in age standing panting in front of us.

　　The young servant looked at Er Zi, and then at me, perhaps stunned by the two of us pulling at each other's throats. Immediately, his skin stretched and smiled, "Lord Changsha, the Rong King is also looking around for you." His eyesight is good, his reflexes are also good, I think it's Simarouba this phase house often has people from the palace walking around.

　　"I know, you go down first." Er Zi dismissed the little servant, finally spread out the hand that grabbed on my waist, looking at the ravaged flower garden heartbroken, just want to pounce on it and cry and mourn a bit.

　　I then realized, stared at him: "you are the son of the right minister?" I really didn't think that Simarouboubaceae that old undead thing could give birth to such a beautiful son, it's really not heavenly.

　　He froze, then immediately laughed meekly, "Why, could it be that I look like the right minister's daughter?" Saying that, he touched his face in a fervent manner.

　　"Eh heh heh, no no." I was busy waving my hands, and asked, "What's your name, how old are you, have you married a wife?" Heck, I realized that I was openly molesting a good woman and man. But, I couldn't help but have a string of questions I wanted to ask this second son with a sarcastic face.

　　"Oh, my name is Xi Qi, false twenty-five, has not yet set up a business but does not dare to talk lightly about starting a family." Xi Qi is very honest, he did not even half a bit of guarded heart, to me this stranger can also one by one self-reporting details. I really hate to be able to jump on him and pinch his face to see if there is a second angel, Sarah, lurking under his watery cheeks. Because their mannerisms are just too similar. But obviously, Xi Qi's dullness was a few points more adorable than Sara's stupidity.

　　Xi Qi hesitated, seemed to want to ask me something, but squirming actually did not have the heart to ask out.

　　I am a generous person and patted his shoulder, trying to make my smile pure, "My name is Nan Xi Xi, I'm twenty-three years old this year, and I'm currently single." I involuntarily twitched the corners of my mouth after saying this, a creepy feeling on my back, as if I had done something wrong, I was busy turning my head to look around for fear of being overheard by someone.

　　"Xi Xi." Xi Qi pronounced my name, very interesting to chew for a while, then lit up a long carbohydrate-irrigated drowning smile, the