Qin Dynasty: Starting with clinging to Zhao Ji's thigh

When Ying Jing returned to the inn, it was already very late at night.

Throughout the journey, he pondered the situation in the State of Zhao and what he needed to do next.

Perhaps because Lord Changxin hadn't made any unwanted advances along the way, Li Wu felt a little uncomfortable and thought that Ying Jing might be somewhat unhappy.

"If you really want to see Zhao Wu, young master, I can also dance, but perhaps not as well as Miss Xue Ji."

Seeing Ying Jing still sitting in the hall deep in thought after returning to the inn, Li Wu couldn't help but try to comfort him, even letting the black cat she always carried with her out to play.

Ying Jing chuckled: "Although it was a bit disappointing to make a wasted trip, I'm not going to be so upset about it."

"No matter how beautiful Xue Ji's dance is, how can it compare to Li Wu?"

Li Wu looked pleased: "Your Majesty always likes to say silly things to make people happy in private."

Ying Jing gently raised his hand, and Li Wu immediately understood his meaning. She rolled her eyes at him, but still obediently sat in his lap, letting his large hands gently embrace her.

Like... a tamed kitten?

Lord Changxin's hands were already getting a little restless: "Has Li Wu been coaxed into being happy?"

Li Wu's face flushed slightly, and she began to wriggle: "I am naturally happy to be able to be coaxed by the Lord."

"Then are you willing to believe that I am not lying to you?"

Ying Jing's movements were a little too exaggerated, and Li Wu's face became even redder: "Li Wu naturally trusts Your Majesty."

Ying Jing sighed softly: "Sometimes, even if you know it's a lie, you still choose to believe it, whether you're a man or a woman."

"What does Your Majesty mean by this?"

Li Wu seemed to have sensed something; Lord Changxin's words were loaded with meaning.

Ying Jing chuckled: "There are many ways to make people happy, but it's rather foolish to deceive them by doing things that you can't do... or would never do."

Li Wu felt her head buzzing a little: "What Your Majesty said is too profound, Li Wu doesn't understand."

Ying Jing laughed: "It doesn't matter if a foolish woman who's been blinded by love and a stupid man who's lost his temper after drinking don't understand this little thing."

Li Wu's handsome brows furrowed slightly, as if he understood something: "Does Your Majesty mean that Young Master Zhao Jia only lost his composure tonight because of drinking, and that he will regret what happened tonight after sobering up?"

The Zuo Zhuan states that wine is used to complete rituals, but should not be used for licentiousness; this is righteousness.

"It is said that no ceremony is complete without wine. Drinking in moderation for social occasions is fine, it is proper etiquette. However, one should not go to extremes. Judging from Zhao Jia's appearance today, he is already so drunk that he doesn't even know his own name."

"Does Li Wu think that a man's actions and words after drinking can be taken seriously?"

Li Wu tilted her head and pondered for a moment: "I don't know how others can do it, but if it's Your Majesty, then you certainly can."

Ying Jing chuckled: "Li Wu is speaking more and more like me, but I am not Zhao Jia. I will never let myself get drunk."

Ying Jing was confident in himself in this regard.

He also drinks alcohol, but he never lets himself get drunk.

If you can't even control this, how can you achieve great things?

"If Young Master Jia changes his mind after sobering up, wouldn't Miss Xue Ji be very sad?"

Burying her head in Lord Changxin's arms, Li Wu whispered softly.

If she finally makes up her mind, but is deceived by Lord Nagatoshi, she will probably be very sad and disappointed.

"That's why I did the right thing and signed the marriage certificate with Zhao Qian. Even if Zhao Jia wanted to back out after sobering up, it was too late."

Li Wu finally understood why Ying Jing had invited Gongzi Qian to sign the marriage certificate as witnesses when they saw it.

Even though Yukihime had humiliated her, Lord Nagashiki not only didn't punish her, but also wanted to help her.

"Your Majesty is such a good person..."

Li Wu's voice became even softer, like a low murmur.

"But judging from Li Wu's expression, although Gongzi Jia was drunk, his feelings for Xue Ji did not seem fake."

"Perhaps Li Wu is mistaken?"

Li Wu hesitated, wondering if she had misread it.

This may be the difference between a dancer and an embroiderer.

If it were a seamstress, she wouldn't have any doubts; she would only feel that she had been blind and that everything Changxin Jun said was true.

However, it is precisely because of their different personalities that Jing Dashan doesn't find it boring.

A beautiful appearance is important, but if all women are the same, they lose their soul.

"You read that right. As the saying goes, people speak the truth when they're drunk. If there were no feelings involved, Zhao Jia wouldn't have written that marriage contract even when he was drunk."

Ying Jing rested his head on Li Wu's shoulder and suddenly smiled: "Then... Li Wu, would you be willing to make a bet with me?"

"If Zhao Jia honors the marriage agreement, then I have lost; conversely, if Zhao Jia goes back on his word, then I have won."

Having been reformed by Lord Changxin for so long, Li Wu no longer possessed the coldness she had at their first meeting. She said with great interest, "If Your Majesty loses, then...then..."

After thinking for a long time, Li Wu still couldn't come up with a suitable bet.

"I have heard that Your Majesty once played the zither for the Empress Dowager in Xianyang Palace, which caused a spectacular sight of hundreds of birds appearing above the palace."

"I am not talented, but I have some knowledge of music. If Your Majesty loses, I will play a duet with you."

Ying Jing smiled gently; what Li Wu was talking about was something that happened several years ago.

At that time, Zhao Ji was still living in Xianyang Palace, and he was still thinking of ways to please her. He used the power of the Purple Python to attract all the birds to land, which caused quite a stir.

"I can agree to your request, but during the duet, Li Wu cannot use the flute; she must use the xiao."

Li Wu was somewhat puzzled. Although she was used to playing the flute, she was not entirely unable to play the xiao (vertical bamboo flute).

But why did Lord Changxin make this specific request?

Just as Li Wu was confused, Ying Jing spoke again: "But if Li Wu loses, you will..."

Jing Dashanren's voice was very low, but Li Wu was in Changxin Jun's arms at the moment, so she could hear it very clearly.

Her face flushed instantly, the blush spreading to her ears and even extending along her smooth chin to her originally fair neck, giving it a radiant glow.

"Your Majesty..."

A soft whisper rang out, and Li Wu was so embarrassed by those words that she buried her head in her arms.

Lord Changxin smiled, his heavy hand gradually moving downwards, becoming increasingly unruly.

His head rested on Li Wu's shoulder, but his eyes seemed to be gazing in the distance towards Fei Xue Pavilion.

"The feelings may be genuine, but words spoken after drinking shouldn't be taken seriously..."

In his arms, Li Wu shifted uncomfortably, as if issuing a silent invitation.

At this moment, Ying Jing stopped thinking about stupid women and foolish men; Li Wu was the most important thing.