It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

After hearing the official's statement, Zhang Han finally felt relieved.

He wiped the blood off his face and said, "The mountains and forests are complicated. I'm afraid that the remaining thieves will sneak into the mountains and forests, so I'll go after them."

To him, it didn't matter whether Zhang Liang died or not. They couldn't be blamed for Han Xiangruo's accusation in Xianyang, not to mention that it couldn't be proved that Zhang Liang had nothing to do with the accident.

The only good thing is that his head doesn't need to be moved.

Looking at the virgin forest covered with snow and ice, it was completely white, and the cold air was hitting people's faces. Zhang Han turned to worry.

"Take a few more people to look for Mr. Li. Our army has quickly prepared some medicine and thick clothing for wounds. When the princess recovers, I will escort her to Yongcheng as soon as possible."

"promise."

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Li Xian has always been a person with few emotional ups and downs.

Xu Zhi once mentioned her family affairs to him.

Her father's generation and her mother were engaged in archaeology.Li Xian didn't know exactly what archeology was, but the daily life of the Wu tribe in Chu was somewhat similar to what she described.

Xu Zhi's conversation is full of modulation and can explain many strange truths.She should have received a very good education, and even after Confucius started private schools, education could not be achieved except by the rich and powerful royal family.Therefore, he guessed that her grandfather was probably a doctor.

Xu Zhi Congxin is naturally humble and courteous, and he also internalizes the nobility of the surname Ying.

He didn't know what Ying Hehua would be like when he grew up.But seeing Fusu's appearance, I thought it would only take three years to come, and the whole world would probably know that the princess of Qin was as beautiful as Zheng Chu.

At first sight, they were just small powder balls, but now they are budding flower buds, including gardenia and hibiscus.

Li Xian never thought that he would really take anyone into his heart.When he found that Xu Zhi frequently tried to guide him with new ideas, it was like a weak candlelight trying to illuminate his darkness.

Li Xian, like Li Si, never lets go easily of what he should have.Even if they end up like that in the end, it is true that they regret for others. If you want to ask them whether they regret their pursuit of power, it may also be a question.

He saw that she was pretending not to care and was racking her brains to trick Zhang Liang into saying something.

This identical ploy made him feel inexplicably angry, and he couldn't bear to see her tearful look at the moment, especially with this look on another man.

People who have made big mistakes have a shadow that follows them like a nightmare and permeates everything. For example, Li Xian, once he faces this uncomfortable feeling, he will reflexively start to regret it.

She hid her concern for fear of being discovered by herself.

Zhang Liang should really be given a knife to wipe his neck, or give him a few more arrows, so as to avoid future troubles forever.Li Xian thought so.

Returning on a snowy night, Li Xian and Xu Zhi found a cave that was sheltered from the wind. They moved the things that the carriage could use into the cave.

Relying on her wilderness survival skills, she built a small bonfire using the old method of drilling wood to make fire.

The orange-red color made Li Xian's eyes brighter in the gloomy weather.

Xu Zhi's clothes finally turned from fully wet to semi-wet. Her body finally warmed up a lot, and her red skin gradually returned to its normal white color.

"It's best to change out of your wet clothes." Li Xian carried her on his back and handed over a box of clothes and fox fur pulled out of the carriage.

"I'll make do with it for now. After you change, call me again."

Xu Zhi recognized the fox fur coat as her cloak. There were several spots on it, stained with Zhang Liang's blood.

Xu Zhi saw Li Xian walking calmly to Zhang Liang's side not far away, why didn't he carry Zhang Liang inside?

"There is a funnel effect at the entrance of the hole. The smaller the entrance, the stronger the wind. He won't be able to bear it if he puts it in this way."

"Then change quickly." Li Xian said.

Xu Zhi quickly turned her back and quickly unbuttoned her coat and inner coat.

She took off half of her clothes and half of them before she realized that the crashed carriage was not hers, so the green patterned robe in the box was Zhang Liang's robe.

Hanfu Mudek, this piece of clothing represents his status as a former Korean minister.

Xu Zhi hesitated for a while, then quickly compromised for the sake of his health. It didn't matter whether it fit him or not, as long as it wasn't wet.

She accidentally touched the injury at the base of her leg and hissed softly.The wound is not as easy to close as a knife wound. The weather was too cold and it had been soaked in water, so the blood could only be cleaned with difficulty.

The days were short in winter, and she was frightened by the sound of wind and the faint howl of wolves at the entrance of the cave. In the ice and snow, it was even more wishful thinking to go out to find herbs.

She wrapped it in cloth several times but couldn't get it right. If there was a ready-made doctor nearby in modern times, she would have asked for help.

But this was ancient times, and even touching her would take a long time to explain, and the thigh area made her feel unspeakable.

If I had known earlier, I would have scratched my calf, and Xu Zhi regretted it.

Xu Zhi's injury was a minor matter.

Zhang Liangcai was lingering at the gate of hell. She didn't think Li Xian would be so gentle with such a serious injury.

How could the two arrows and the stab wound on her dead hand be treated lightly?

Zhang Liang kept his word when he told her in the snow that he would not kill her. It's a pity that she doesn't know when she started to believe it.

Through the slightly rippling firelight, she saw that his face was extremely pale, and the blood lines at the corners of his lips had dried up. She felt uncomfortable and couldn't stop crying.

"I also know some sewing skills, I can..."

"rest assured."

She was ordered by Li Xian to stay aside and handed the cloth to him, and was not allowed to look at it.

She mechanically took over piece after piece of cloth soaked in blood.

Li Xian glanced at her for a moment, and saw the clear water in the black glass, which made people feel particularly distressed. He made another rule: no crying.

After a long time, it was night, and Xu Zhi didn't hear any sound from Zhang Liang, as if he was unconscious, not even a gasp.

Xu Zhi thought it was hopeless, but when she saw Li Xian busy in the firelight without stopping for a moment, she gained more confidence.

It lasted three hours until midnight.

She was worried about disturbing Li Xian, so she wisely did not ask any questions. She handed over the knife that had been moxibustioned with fire and wiped his sweat with the handkerchief she brought with her like a temporary nurse.

She also peeked at the blood stains on Zhang Liang's body during the gap.

Xu Zhi heard that the arrowhead had been taken out.

She hurriedly went to see Zhang Liang, felt his weak breathing, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She brought warm water to the tired doctor that had been heated for a long time.

The Boshan furnace is used as the utensil.

Li Xian glanced at the water on her hand, his eyes darkened, he frowned, and turned his head away.

"I'm still awake, so I can't drink now."

"For you."

Li Xian turned around, his hands hanging in the air. His hands were stained with blood, a mixture of dried and undried blood, fearing that the carvings of the Boshan furnace would be stained.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Xu Zhi thought he was too tired to lift his arm.

Seeing her move to straighten up, he was stunned and hesitated for a while.

He looked at her and didn't move.

Xu Zhi didn't know the reason, but only thought of Han Fei that day, and he was also in such a state of confusion.

She has been with Ying Zheng for a long time, and she has a habit of thinking that does not allow others to refuse.

Forget it if she doesn't move, she moves.

She held the water, bent down, held his shoulders, tilted the cup with her wrist, and brought the water directly to his lips.

Li Xian swallowed the warm water and came back to her senses. She smiled gently and pulled the soaked corner of her clothes to wipe the blood off his hands.

His pupils were dyed with a flicker of brightness, like a pebble dropped into a tranquil pool, causing ripples to appear silently.

Only then did he realize that she had loosened her bun, and was wearing a man's robe, with wide sleeves rolled up, and a hair tie to tie her waist.

The wind became louder and the flames swayed violently, turning the side of the woman's face red.

Xu Zhi thanked him and suddenly said: "This place is called Fengxiang Lingshan in our place. It is said that Duke Mu of Qin once hunted here and encountered the sacred bird Lingjiu Mountain, so it was named Lingjiu Mountain."

"This is Guxiakou." Li Xian said.

She saw the bottle with the healing medicine on the ground, but she didn't ask anything. She already knew it in her heart.

"I know." She narrowed her eyes at him and smiled again.

The fire is cold, the lamp is thin, the frost is dew, and the snowy clouds are dimly hanging in the wild.

Thousands of hectares pass through the silver sea, and thousands of searches cross the jade peak.