After being read by the First Emperor, I became the favorite of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 29 The mountain has trees and the trees have branches

Yun Jiao came back to her senses and saw that the young man's bright eyes became dull. She opened her mouth, but in the end she couldn't say anything to avoid future troubles——

After all, it was the cub that I had raised for almost four years, so it was impossible to say that I was willing to kill him.

Her heart is not made of iron.

Today's young man is still Chang'an, with a pure heart, not the treacherous and sycophantic Zhao Gao.

Since she can change Li Mu's fate, then Zhao Gao, no, Chang'an's fate should also be able to.

Thinking of this, Yun Jiao looked at Zhao Gao: "Um...Chang'an, you will be a good young man, right?"

When Zhao Gao saw Yun Jiao talking to him, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't understand what Yun Jiao meant by the "five good young people", he still smiled obediently and looked at Yun Jiao with unblinking peach blossom eyes: "Chang'an will definitely not It will make my sister angry, so please don’t ignore me."

Yun Jiao also breathed a sigh of relief.

There is a chance, there is a chance.

As long as the roots are healthy and the seedlings are red, Chang'an will not lose the country that Huo Huo's ancestors single-handedly established.

At night, Yun Jiao sat under the corridor, staring at the moon in a daze.

She has been here for almost four years, and she doesn't know if she can go back in time.

After I go back, I will be like a dead person, half a century has passed, my relatives are not here, and it will still be a dream...

After a while, Yun Jiao let out a long sigh, took out a flute, lowered her eyes and stroked it, then closed her eyes and played -

She didn't know how to play the flute, but Fusu and Gan Luo taught her.

Ying Zheng's bedroom was right next door to Yun Jiao's. Hearing the sound of the flute, his hands reviewing the memorials paused. After a moment, he stood up and walked down the corridor, looking for the sound of the flute.

He slowly stopped under a high wall.

Opposite the high wall, the sound of the flute is melodious, but if you listen carefully, it seems to have a hint of silence.

Jiaojiao is homesick.

Next to him, Zhao Gao also heard the sound of the flute. He was about to take a rest. He hesitated for a moment, picked up a thin cloak, opened the door and walked out. Not long after, he saw Yun Jiao sitting under the corridor.

Under the moonlight, Yun Jiao was wearing a crescent-shaped skirt, and her whole body looked extremely soft, as if she was wrapped in a layer of clouds.

Zhao Gao's eyes softened suddenly, and when he was about to step forward, he was suddenly stopped by an unsheathed sword.

He was stunned and subconsciously looked to the side.

Ah Xiao didn't know when he appeared beside Zhao Gao, with a calm expression on his face: "Stop."

Recognizing that this person was Ying Zheng's personal bodyguard, Zhao Gao's heart moved and he couldn't help but look over there.

Then he saw Ying Zheng take off his outer robe, walk over and gently put it on Yun Jiao's shoulders, and sit cross-legged next to her.

Zhao Gao's hand holding the thin cloak unconsciously clenched a little tighter. After a moment, Peach Blossom's eyes dimmed and he silently turned around and left.

After Yun Jiao finished playing a song, she felt something fall on her shoulders. She slowly opened her eyes and saw the person coming: "Your Majesty?"

Ying Zheng nodded, his eyes slid over the Pisces jade pendant on her waist that was a little lighter than before, and then fell on Yun Jiao's face again: "Jiao Jiao is in a bad mood?"

"Actually...it's been so long since I've been home. I miss my family a little bit." Yun Jiao held her flute and smiled sheepishly.

The expected answer.

Ying Zheng reached out and stroked Yun Jiao's hair: "Sing a song to Jiao Jiao."

Yun Jiao's eyes suddenly lit up.

[Hey, my ancestor wants to sing to me! 】

【I haven’t heard of it yet! 】

【Hey hey hey! 】

Ying Zheng cleared his throat and hummed softly——

"What evening is this night? I'm in the middle of the boat.
Tonight and on what day will I be able to ride with the prince?

Being shamed and wearing good clothes, I am not ashamed of myself

I was so upset that I learned that the prince
There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches, and my heart pleases you, but you don’t know—”

The ancient language and music floated gently into her ears, and the low and deep voice, like the wind blowing away the mist on the clear spring in the moonlight, suddenly broke into the wilderness in Yun Jiao's heart.

The wind was galloping and flying in the wilderness, like a runaway snow dragon colt, running freely against the line of the high and raised mountains.

From south to north, from east to west.

The wind unknowingly filled the wilderness, and at that moment, all the fog was blown away.

Then, a heavy rain came suddenly in that wilderness——

The wind roared like thunder and bells.

Yun Jiao couldn't explain what it felt like. She only knew that when Ying Zheng hummed this song and looked at her, the strong wind and thunder in the wilderness in her heart became more intense, whistling in her ears.

After singing a song, Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows when he saw Yun Jiao was absent-minded, and gently waved his hand in front of her: "Jiao Jiao? Jiao Jiao? Could it be that... I don't sing well?"

There was a hint of unnoticeable nervousness and caution in the king's tone.

The strong wind and thunder in the wilderness subsided, and Yun Jiao slowly came back to her senses. She looked at Ying Zheng and felt that her cheeks were extremely hot.

"It's... nice." Her voice was thin and weak.

Hearing Yun Jiao's answer, Ying Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, coughed, and said casually: "That... Jiao Jiao..."

"Uh-huh?"

"Do you like it here?"

"..."

Yun Jiao glanced at Ying Zheng.

【I guess you like... 】

"Then, are you willing to stay here - for the public, for the world; for private...for me." Ying Zheng took a deep breath, looked at Yun Jiao suddenly, and clenched his slender fingers tightly under his sleeves.

Ying Zheng's question stunned Yun Jiao.

After realizing the meaning of his words, the strong wind and thunder in Yun Jiao's inner wilderness rang in her ears again.

After hearing his words, she felt like she was enlightened. She finally knew what this feeling felt like.

For a long, long time, when Ying Zheng thought that Yun Jiao would not answer and the hope in his eyes dimmed slightly, Yun Jiao spoke in a low voice——

"I am willing to stay, no matter for business or privately. But... I don't know when I will go home."

Her intuition told her that she would not stay here forever and that she would go home one day.

Ying Zheng took a deep breath.

At this moment, the only words left in his ears were Yun Jiao's words——

"I am willing to stay, both for public and private reasons."

As if the heart that had been silent for many years was illuminated by the moonlight, Ying Zheng's phoenix eyes softened in an instant.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you are willing to stay, no matter how long it takes, five years, three years, one year, I will accept it."

After the words fell, Ying Zheng reached out tentatively and gently touched Yun Jiao's sleeve. Seeing that Yun Jiao did not struggle, Ying Zheng no longer held back and held her in his arms.

At that moment, he knew that his little moon, the little moon in his heart, was back.

He could finally hug the person he loved openly.

Jiaojiao...his Jiaojiao.

"If you can recognize the beauty of the Yun family, your political life will be worthwhile."

After a long time, a hoarse sigh sounded in this corner, and then there was silence again, leaving only two thunderous heartbeats.

Just right.

(End of this chapter)