It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

after the banquet

All kinds of officials and characters slowly dispersed.

Ying Zheng also saw the bright moonlight and the red lights in this place. He clenched his sword, took off his royal robe, and took off his high crown.

Zhao Gao saw this and hurriedly followed.

"Your Majesty?"

Ying Zheng's eyes suddenly became sharp, and the sharp light struck Zhao Gao:

"No one is allowed to follow."

His thick and dark robe was covered with falling snow.

A beam of red light, a ray of wind and frost, and a lonely long black shadow shine on Handan.

The steps break the snow.

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"Princess, how can you drink? The king forbids you to drink."

"My father asked me to drink, but the cup was dark, and I didn't pay attention... I thought it was rice wine or something like that. How did I know that this Zhao wine has such a high alcohol content? It is indeed Zhao Wang wine. I want to tell my colleagues , Handan wine is better than Maotai." Xu Zhi babbled, she smiled and gave a thumbs up.

A Zhi didn't quite understand the word "degree", nor did she understand "Maotai". She had just helped Ying Hehua to a pavilion.

Xu Zhi immediately started to feel nauseated. Before she left the front palace, she didn't want to leave anymore.

"Princess, please rest here for a while, and I'll get you some ginger tea."

"Well, thank you."

Xu Zhi felt that she was tipsy, and she emphasized that she was absolutely sober!

After a while, someone stopped in front of her.

"Princess Yong'an?"

Xu Zhi looked up, "Huh?"

She suddenly remembered that because of her title, they should call her 'Yong'an'.

The visitor did not expect that it was really Ying Hehua.

"You..." Xu Zhi could still recognize the person at this moment. The person stood upright and had a reserved manner. She patted the position beside her and said, "Meng Yi. Cover your face and sit down."

...What are you hiding from me?

Meng Yi didn't sit down. He knew that Ying Hehua liked sweet words.

When Xu Zhi saw Meng Yi, he was more likely to think of Meng Tian and his pure and kind words - Li Tingwei was in trouble because someone wanted to harm him.

"Meng Yi, I remembered something interesting. You are the only civil servant in your family, and Li You is the only military general in his family."

"You are all so loyal and loyal to the Qin Dynasty. I left the loyal ministers who are easy to sort out and did not maintain them. Instead, I held on to those who pretended to be ambiguous."

Meng Yi didn't understand the meaning of her words. She looked up at him and smiled, shaking her head: "The development of things is so interesting. If I lose completely, your path will not change. After all, you can still stay like this. What a great name. But...him, I can't spy on his way back and see the ending."

"Who is the princess talking about?"

Xu Zhi became depressed again and stopped talking.

Meng Yi couldn't get close, and he saw that there was no maid beside her.

There were no people in Zhao Palace's new palace, and it was empty after the Qin officials left.

It's partly because of what his brother said, "The princess is smart and simple-minded." Meng Yi doesn't like Ying Hehua's inconsistent internal and external ambitions from the bottom of his heart. After all, it's because she is Ying Zheng's daughter and a young girl. Can't be left to blow cold wind.

Meng Yi moved his hands and pulled off the official Qin official cloak that was tied to his body. Anyway, the clothes were the same as those of the officials, so there was no need to say that he had kept them, which would cause any rumors, so he put them next to her without saying anything. He turned around and left.

"Azhi? Why aren't you back yet?"

Meng Yi is still a good person.

She waited for a long time, and it was really cold against the wind. She decided to walk back by herself.

Passing through a corridor and no longer walking in, I saw a few scattered officials talking about something.

"Princess Yong'an."

After they prayed, the person in the middle stood there with a bad look on his face.

The doctorate officials coughed slightly, a little embarrassed. They had been praising He Hua just now. How could teenagers remain calm all the time? "Young Master Zhang, this... you are busy first. The lower officials will definitely keep silent."

They lowered their bodies and did not dare to look up at Ying Hehua, "I will leave."

She hummed.

The moonlight reflected the ground, and Ying Hehua giggled at him as if she didn't know what she was doing.

The royal family is very strict about drinking. If someone wants to punish her like this, they can definitely accuse her according to Zhou etiquette.

"What is the princess doing again?"

Zhang Liang found her occasional behavior really bizarre.

"Fortunately, my father went to see my mother and concubine. If my father knew that I dared to drink, I would be scolded to death..."

"I also want to curse people now."

"..." Who was still wearing a green and white robe when she met Ying Zheng, which looked very Zhang Liang, she smiled, "You won't scold me, at most you will hate me."

"Okay. I'll send you back."

Zhang Liang kept a distance from her.

Finally he brought her to the carriage.

As soon as she got in the car, she threw everything in her hands and held on to Zhang Liang's sleeves.

There are also two kinds of moonlight on the ice on Handan Road.

Xu Zhi became drunk and said, "Your carriage is so shaky that it makes me dizzy."

The carriage is actually very stable.

Zhang Liang had no choice but to tell the driver to walk slower.

Her eyesight began to blur, and she lowered her head to look for Meng Yi's cloak, thinking about returning it to others later.

"Where are the clothes? Those clothes..."

"here."

Xu Zhi grabbed the cloak, unfolded it, and began to make gestures on him.

Zhang Liang's eyes darkened, "Whose is it?"

She was immediately frightened by this tone. She was very conscious. The person sitting opposite her was someone else if it wasn't the Li family member. She looked like a soft-footed shrimp when faced with two short and powerful words.

Xu Zhi pinched the corner of her clothes and made a shrimp-pawing motion. She even lowered her voice and said softly and cowardly: "Meng...Meng Yi's."

Zhang Liang was stunned by her attitude. He didn't say it too seriously... Why did he seem to cry.

But he did have something more important to ask her.

"He Hua, let me ask you, why do you know the contents of "Su Shu"?"

"Su Shu" presented by Huang Shi Gong Office

Xu Zhi turned around and raised his head again. With those brown eyes, he was not Li Xian, but Zhang Liang.

Sir... Young Master?It should be, Mr. Zhang.

She was a little unhappy, "You murmured it when Gu Xia was unconscious. I wrote it down."

This answer was both reasonable and outrageous, but it left Zhang Liang nowhere to refute. He himself didn't know what he said when he was unconscious.

Xu Zhi thought that he still didn't pay attention to the high-ranking official and generous salary he promised.

"Why do you want to be a doctor despite what I told you, the censor Zhongcheng, and my father also asked you to make your own choice? What's the good of spending a lifetime compiling history books if a doctor doesn't prepare for regular government affairs? You are not suitable for this. people."

She pointed out many times that Wang Wan wanted him to be the censor.Many doctoral officers would be eliminated after the reunification. She couldn't let them jump into the fire pit. When she said that, she didn't mention Feng Chang's family. Who knew that Zhang Liang would choose this one.

Xu Zhi's voice became more and more unwilling. She wanted to stand up. It was best to stay away from him.

The carriage is prone to slipping on icy and snowy roads. When the carriage swayed, she did not hit the wall. There was a warm touch underneath her body. She didn’t know whether she was holding on to her own dress, Meng Yi’s cloak, or a piece of green hair. White robe.

The moonlight was barely shining, and the air-conditioning was slowly seeping in from the window. She lowered her head and squinted her eyes. She couldn't see clearly. She moved forward again and saw the lines of pale white grass jelly. She couldn't push away the white color that blocked her sight. He continued to raise his hand, and it rested on a very suitable place to let go.

Zhang Liang's shoulders felt heavy, and he wanted to pull her up from him. When he raised his hand, he might accidentally touch her waist.

No, no.

He was at a loss and became stammering.

"Get up... get up."

"Oh, okay." Xu Zhi received the signal and was ready to get up immediately.

The person stood up, but not completely. The carriage was too small to stand up.

She was still asking, and asked very close to him: "Why do you want to be a young master, sir? Do you really like teaching and educating people?"

What a system.

Zhang Liang didn't dare to look at her. He didn't know what to say to her question.

Terrified and confused.

She vaguely saw the panic in his eyes and mistook him for avoidance.

Xu Zhi stood up and looked at him up and down with her eyes.

She didn't have the guts to drag Zhang Liang down from the shelf, and she didn't dare to face her extremely complicated feelings for him.

But now she dares.

While she was still drunk, she put her palm on his shoulder and muttered to him: "...I don't want sir to be my teacher. If possible, I won't call him sir or teacher at all."

Zhang Liang could only stroke the soft black hair on the back of her head when she was even more drunk, and said softly, "Your father said he was the same as the young master."

Xu Zhi was buried in a gentle place, and said with a deep smile: "I dared to like him only when I was opposite him when I was He Hua."

"Why do you say such things?"

She stared into his eyes and smiled into his calm eyes. "If this happens, you have to ask the old me."

Zhang Liang was suddenly startled. He was so close, and she was as delicate as a flower. She nestled on him exquisitely, like a fox that had taken off its disguise. From time to time, it would stretch out its claws to scratch his heart and pluck his strings.

Not being able to distinguish between true and false, right and wrong, is a moment and a pause.

He is also familiar with too many uses and schemes.

Zhang Liang wanted to look directly into her soul, "Are you really happy with me?"

Just like in a dream, she dared to take out her heart sincerely, being careful and only showing it once.

She nodded, smiled and gave him a more modern answer: "I really like you sir."

A touch of Handan's moon shone on her cheeks, like the clear light kissing the fragrance of the begonia branches.

"Since when did you... like me?" Zhang Liang wanted to clench the sleeves in his hands until they turned white. He was nervous and couldn't digest it for a while, so he still couldn't pronounce the word 'like' smoothly.

Xu Zhi held his face in her hands. Before the heavy sleep hit her, she fell on his shoulders and said:

"In the book, maybe it was 2000 years ago."

Not after 2000, but before 2000.

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Where did Ying Zheng go? He went to kill people.

[Oh, I will describe the scene of him going for revenge as recorded in the history books]

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