Chapter 103 It’s a good idea to stay here When Jiang He woke up, Zhao Zheng was still asleep.

He and she were sleeping on the same pillow and covered with the same brocade quilt.

But she didn't expect that when she woke up one night, she would be left with only a soft feeling of powerlessness.

A ray of morning light fell on Zhao Zheng's face, giving his thick eyebrows, high bridge of nose, thin lips, and straight jawline a layer of silver light.

It's as if this person is in a fantasy, with an unreal feeling of being in a dream.

His brows had never been so relaxed as at this moment, as if everything had settled and his mind was complete.

Jiang He couldn't help but stood up and kissed Zhao Zheng's cheek.

He did not wake up from a very light sleep, but suddenly seemed to be enduring some pain. He frowned for a moment, and Qingjun's cheeks were still twisted for a moment even though he was sleeping.

Jiang He lay back down with a slight tremor in his heart.

What was it that made his body hurt in his sleep?

Zhao Zheng woke up at this time.

His hands naturally wrapped around Jiang He's shoulders, his chin rested on her forehead, kissed her hair, and asked softly: "Did you sleep well?"

"Okay," Jiang He said, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

Zhao Zheng smiled deeper.

I don’t know if she has noticed this habit of hers. She only asks the people she likes what they want to eat. She never does this to other people.

He put on her obscene clothes, middle clothes, and dark clothes, his movements gentle but not refusing.

After helping Jiang He stand up, he took a comb from the dowry and combed her long hair carefully.

He didn't know how to put his hair into a beautiful bun, so he just picked up a silver hairband and tied her hair back on her head.

"Good-looking." Two figures were reflected in the bronze mirror. Zhao Zheng leaned down and asked for a long kiss.

The red date, yam and wolfberry soup "squeaks" in the clay pot. When the millet is ripe, brown sugar is added, and soon the sweet aroma will overflow.

Zhao Zheng went to the altar to cut off a leg of lamb and brought it back. He cleaned the ginger and spread it evenly on the inside and outside with fine salt, and roasted it on the fire.

When Su Yu, the commander-in-chief of the Guard Army, came to Hanqu at the agreed time, he saw the rising sun and a couple in front of the tent. The soup and porridge were sweet and fragrant. The mutton was roasted until it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside. The aroma could be smelled from a distance.

Zhao Zheng used a dagger to cut off a piece of mutton, dipped it in some seasoning, wrapped it in tender vegetables, and put it into Jiang He's mouth.

Jiang He chewed it carefully and said, "I'm full. Eat more."

Su Yu's stomach rang, and he thought to himself: I'm still hungry.

Last night he was worried about Zhao Zheng's safety and did not dare to sleep. He patrolled in a circle ten miles away all night.

I hurried over here today and when I saw this scene, I felt that my worries were unnecessary, and I was really hungry.

"Su Yu." Zhao Zheng pointed at the roasted lamb leg and called him.

Su Yu felt happy and ran over quickly, but Zhao Zheng said: "Wrap this up and take it back. Princess Anguo bakes it well, and I want to eat it at noon."

Su Yu was helpless. Although he responded, his hands did not move.

"It won't taste good at lunch," Jiang He laughed, "Commander Su, take it and share it with his subordinates. You stayed up all night, thank you for your hard work."

Su Yu was excited but dared not move even more.

Jiang He said to Zhao Zheng again: "As time goes by, your Majesty, you can tell me whatever you want to eat."

Su Yu saw the smile overflowing from Zhao Zheng's eyes, and then he dared to carefully take the leg of lamb.

He turned around and ordered his subordinates who were standing at a distance to arrange for Luan Jia to welcome His Majesty back to the palace. Although he was carrying a heavy leg of lamb, his mouth was grinning widely.

Han Canal is blocked by two barriers set up by Jiang He and Zhao Zheng, so the water flow is not very fast.

Navy Zheng Xinguan entered the Tianyan Mountain Tunnel in danger and saw that Tianyan Mountain, which looked majestic on the outside, had actually been hollowed out inside.

If the water flow was allowed to hit yesterday, Tianyan Mountain might have collapsed.

Zheng Xinguan led people to dredge the canal and backfill the stones excavated from Tianyan Mountain to the appropriate position to ensure that the mountain was temporarily stable.

And Jiang He followed Zhao Zheng back to the capital of Yong Kingdom.

But she didn't enter the palace.

"Cailing?"

In the spacious carriage, Jiang He nestled in Zhao Zheng's arms and heard Zhao Zheng's questioning voice.

"Yes," Jiang He said, "I have asked Han Canal to be repaired within half a year as agreed. The monarch should also keep his promise and let me be your retainer. How can a retainer live in the palace? Cai Ling went to buy a house these days. , I also went to Ren Yazi to buy some servants to serve as my servants. When Zongjun comes back, I will have a home in Xianyang."

She originally had a home in Linzi, then in Luoyang, and now she finally has a home in Xianyang.

Zhao Zheng frowned slightly.

Her home should be her own palace.

But if she lived in the palace, not only would it be inconvenient to get in and out, but there would also be many people watching her, and it would not be so convenient to do things.

"It's fine to live outside," Zhao Zheng finally compromised, "but the doctors and commanders I gave you will still have to follow you."

"Sure," Jiang He smiled, "I can still afford it."

Not only did she support those doctors and commanders, she also raised many spies who were sent to various countries.

Speaking of which, we don’t have enough gold cakes, so we have to loot Zhao Zheng for some. "Also," Zhao Zheng held Jiang He's hand, gently smelled the fragrance of soap locust and bamboo leaves on her body, and requested, "Whenever I want you to accompany me, you must come to the palace."

Jiang He smiled slyly: "Okay, of course the guests must listen to your majesty. Not to mention entering the palace, just staying here."

Staying here will become...

From then on, he was no longer alone, there was her by his side, such a beautiful her, she had no reservations.

Zhao Zhengqing couldn't help but press Jiang He onto the soft pillow.

The carriage shook slightly, and the scenery inside was beautiful.

The Seven Kingdoms have been at war for more than 500 years. Each country has sent spies to monitor other countries and collect information.

Wei Guo is certainly no exception.

The day after the Han Canal was opened to water, Wei Ji got the news.

The spy who delivered the message passed through the city gate and entered the market, heading to the Prince's Mansion where Wei Ji was horse was very fast, but he still stopped at a street corner and looked around.

I haven't come back for a year, and this place is no longer the Wei State it used to be.

The beggars on the streets have almost disappeared, and the people who used to have plenty to eat are in good spirits.

The market is prosperous and prosperous.

I heard that this is all due to the reform of the prince Wei Ji.

Although the Wei State was limited by its small territory, the young master really tried his best to make the place undergo earth-shaking changes in just one year.

If the country is prosperous and the people are strong, it may not take many years to achieve a prosperous world.

Thinking that the news he brought was not good, the spy was a little worried.

Wei Ji frowned and handed the letter to the diners. Amidst their discussion, his mind was spinning rapidly, thinking of a solution.

The Han Canal is open to water, and the Yongguo Pass will be fertile and wild for thousands of next winter at the latest, Yong State will be able to accumulate enough food and grass to expand its territory.

By then, South Korea will be the first to bear the brunt, followed by Wei, Zhao, Yan...

War is inevitable.

Fortunately, he was not completely unprepared.

The diners were all chattering and exchanging opinions with each other.

Wei Ji stood up and walked away from the mansion.

There was another letter hidden in his sleeve.

The spies would send two letters every time, one about Yong's national affairs and one about Jiang He.

Across the street is the house where Jiang He the place has been vacated by her little girl Cai Ling, Wei Ji likes to read the news about Jiang He there.

It's autumn again.

There are half-sized fruits hanging on the pear trees. It won’t be long before this year’s pear trees are ripe.

The scene of Jiang He sitting under the pear tree last year, eating pears in mouthfuls, is still before his at this time, she was already hundreds of miles away.

There were too many misunderstandings and tricks of fate between them, and there were also too many regrets between them.

I hope that one day, she can understand him and come back to him.

Wei Ji took a deep breath, took out the letter and opened it.

There were only one line in the letter, but it struck Wei Ji's heart like a thunderbolt.

"Princess Anguo and Zhao Zheng stayed one night by the Han Canal and returned to Xianyang together."

Spend the night together.

These four words seemed to be piercing with a sharp edge, hurting his eyes and hurting his heart.

Wei Ji held the secret letter tightly and squatted down, feeling so heartbroken that it was difficult to breathe.

"Disgusting! Disgusting!" he shouted.

The hoarse voice frightened a pair of birds from the pear tree.

He must have forced it, he forced it!

Their wedding was fake then, and it might be fake this time too.

Do not……

Stop lying to yourself.

They are real.

Tears fell from Wei Ji's eyes.

Xiaohe fell in love with the most cruel person in the world.

I want to ask her.

Never let go until the end.

(End of this chapter)