It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

A pear tree filled the garden with frost, the same moon and ice.

There was a hint of purple underneath the dark robe, and the blood dyed the ink into crimson.

They returned to the courtyard, which was quiet and a bit dark.

Their wet clothes carried the chill of late winter.

Ying Zheng had been on the edge for many years in his early years, and he had rarely lost his composure like he did tonight.

There was more sandalwood in the room, and I talked about the moonlit morning, and my old friend was well.

In the greenhouse, the waiter has prepared the bathtub with warm water.

Zheng Li ordered someone to bring another basin of water. She rolled up her sleeves and wrung out the handkerchief.

Back then, he almost died in Lao Ai's hands. He rushed into Ganquan Palace covered in blood and brought out the kidnapped Zheng Li, but he only saw her alienation.

He watched her soak the handkerchief over and over again, and then concentrated on wiping the blood off the palms of his hands.

Zheng Li raised his face, reached out and wiped the blood spattered on his face with a handkerchief.

She didn't say anything, but she glanced into the ice between his eyebrows and saw that his eyes were full of surprise.

"Madam." Ying Zheng held her wrist. He was about to ask who told her where he was tonight, but a pair of tears in his eyes held back all questions.

For the first time, these eyes were filled with his own shadow, and what they held was like the melting spring rain, the long white mist, and the passing white clouds.

There was no indifference, no escape. Ying Zheng, who was accustomed to being alone, did not dare to read what she saw in her eyes.

Such eyes are so intense, they actually look like love and true feelings?

Emotions are such a ridiculous thing.

Ying Zheng recalled what Zheng Li said. He knew very well what it meant to destroy Zhao. Wei Chu and Yan Qi were brewing countless schemes.

He stared into her eyes and began to smile to himself. He would only allow himself to be deceived if he wanted to.

No one is worthy of his true trust.

Zheng Li was heartbroken by his disbelieving and suspicious eyes, and his smile was like frost. In all these years, she had never seriously looked at the emotions in his eyes.

Twenty years of misplacement, ten years of silence, and a vast sea of ​​wasteland.

Ying Zheng no longer looked into her eyes, and she was not allowed to say words that he mistakenly thought were sincere words.

He darkened his eyes, lowered his gaze, remained silent, captured her in his arms, and imprisoned her with one hand.

Ying Zheng's breath came in front of her, pinched her chin, and pressed her lower lip with his fingertips to prevent her from saying another word.Ying Zheng wrapped her in his loose robe, lowered his head, put his hands on the back of her neck, and pulled her forward further.

Ying Zheng was not hesitant about this kind of thing, especially when facing Zheng Li. He caressed her fair cheek and kissed her involuntarily. His strong possessive desire was to crush her, and the warm breath between his lips and teeth swept her over in an instant. .

Zheng Li didn't hide. While she was breathing, her eyes were filled with wet moonlight, and her ice-soaked eyes were as tender as water.

Ying Zheng was somewhat surprised by her silent obedience.

When their eyes met, white mist filled his eyes.

"Azheng," she called him, raised her head slightly, and melted all the unfinished words into a kiss full of affection.

When she put her arms around his neck and looked up at him, the emotion in her eyes stunned him again.

Ying Zheng heard the title again, and slowly said it from her mouth. He only felt a gust of wind carrying a pear blossom petal, and a lonely boat, drifting from the long river of distant memories to his hand. He gently picked it up again , but found that it was not just pure memories but deep nostalgia.

There is actually no difference between the king and Azheng, and the words she calls in her arms are all in the same tone.

President Ying Zheng was obsessed with when she could get her memory back, but he also ignored the ten years of getting along day and night, even if there was no memory.

It was raining and cold late at night, didn't she put clothes on for him?Didn't she embrace him under the moonlight?On the high platform, didn't the look she looked at him give him a hint of sincerity?

Originally, it wasn't that I couldn't get it from the beginning, but that it was hard to touch the thin membrane as thin as a cicada's wing.

Ying Zheng had been there for too long, and had not considered her thoughts carefully for too long.

How could anyone else see Ying Zheng showing such a confused and unsure expression?

Zheng Li couldn't see clearly his expression in the shadow. She didn't know what he was thinking. She was just at a loss. She was about to take off the moon-shaped jade pendant hanging from her neck.

She wanted to tell him frankly that she remembered everything about Handan.

"Azheng, I..."

Zheng Li said, before she put her hands on the knot of beads, she suddenly fell into his arms.

Everything was quiet except for the snow falling outside the windows.

Zheng Li hugged him, the feeling was lingering and scorching, and there was even blood on the clothes.

The winter wind blows the snow, just like the east wind blows open the pear blossoms.The branches are in full bloom, but there is no chill at all.

In the depths of the night, the sky is filled with stars.

The blazing tide melted the ice soul.

Ying Zheng held her slender waist, and the black hair was flowing with the falling water droplets. He pinched her wrist. In the dim light, she was almost unsteady, and the water surface was like undulating waves.

She bit her lip to prevent herself from making too much noise.

"Madam still hasn't changed. She still refuses to say a word."

After years of sleeping together, Zheng Li still blushed when he whispered his words into the side of her neck.

Tonight is somewhat different, not like the domineering Xianyang Palace, nor the condensation and frown of Xianyang Palace.

The candlelight on a pair of crane bronze lamps on the floor was slowly blown by the wind, and the wax tears dripped and solidified.

Zheng Li looked at him and murmured in his ear.

She finally called him the name that Ying Zheng wanted to hear after ten years of silence. The first day she came to Xianyang.

"Husband."

Different paths lead to the same destination, which is better than newlyweds.

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morning of the second day

The greenhouse is still warm.

Zheng Li breathed steadily in his arms. Her beautiful skin was better than snow, but there was no ice inside the curtain.

That night, Ying Zheng did not put the Tai'a sword on the side of the couch.

He pulled out his arm very slowly, fearing to disturb her.

Didn't Ying Zheng not know that someone had made arrangements for him to go to Zi Nian Lane? His subordinates wanted to take care of it for him, but he turned a blind eye and complied with their good intentions.

Zhao Gao came from the front yard to report the situation.

Ying Zheng did not expect that the person kneeling in the snow to plead guilty was not Li Si, but an unknown person.

Ying Zheng's expression showed no emotion.

"When I was patrolling at night, there happened to be a refugee riot in Zi Nian Lane last night. I did not report it to the general, and led my team to kill them without permission. I made a big mistake. Please punish me, your Majesty."

"What is your name?" Ying Zheng asked.

Zhang Han was a little surprised. It was the first time he met the King of Qin. This king who frightened the people of the six countries did not show the intimidation that he imagined, which made him feel as if he was facing the abyss.

"The guilty minister Zhang Han."

Ying Zheng understood that someone had gone around in a big circle, and even begged Li Si to bring him to him. He must have some ability, so he didn't plan to ask too many questions.

Wang Wan seemed to have been given the post of supervising the country and stayed in Xianyang again.

More importantly, Ying Zheng deliberately prevented him from coming to Handan. Wang Wan acted differently regarding Han Fei. Ying Zheng did not doubt his loyalty, but because Cai Ze's protégé was an old official, Changping Jun of the Chu clan was definitely not at odds with him. Something is involved.

Ying Zheng is worried that too many Chu people know Zheng Li's identity as the princess of the Zheng family.

He looked at Zhang Han lying on the ground and was not in a hurry to question the people behind him, waiting for more people to surface.

Ying Zheng glanced at Zhao Gao.

Zhao Gao understood in his heart that what the king wanted was to cover him lightly.He knew Ying Zheng's past very well, and his whereabouts were naturally not bad. He originally wanted to get a piece of this credit, but he didn't expect that someone would get there first.

"Zhang Han, you have overstepped your rank. According to the laws of the Qin Dynasty, you are ordered to have thirty sticks."

"The guilty subject shall be punished."

-

Opposite the case, there is a black lacquer case in the middle, and the two of them are sitting very upright.

They both behaved politely, and it was rare that the atmosphere was so harmonious when these two people got together.

One person holds the white piece, and the other person holds the black piece.

In the pre-Qin period, the white stone moved first in Go. Zhang Liang dropped the jade-colored chess piece on the board, and Li Xian quickly placed a black stone.

The styles of playing chess are very different.

Zhang Liang is used to nibbling and taking things slowly, while Li Xian is decisive, sharp and sharp.

The game had just begun, and the chess players were a little inattentive, because there was a girl with red eyes beside them who kept turning over the bamboo slips.

Li Xian felt that Ying Hehua was pretty good at pretending to be meek in front of Zhang Liang.

From time to time she would add, "Teacher. I don't understand."

Xu Zhi felt that Zhang Liang was definitely teasing her.

Zhang Liang became addicted as a young master.I don't know where he dug out many Shang and Zhou oracle bone inscriptions of the Book of Secretaries. He couldn't understand a word of it, so he insisted on asking her to interpret it. It was not like he was imitating the witch god.

Who knows, he also said that after learning, he would ask the doctorate officials to listen to her explanation.

……

In the morning, Zhang Liang was so frightened that he fled.

Han An being her uncle didn't mean much to her. When she thought of Taoyao, she couldn't hold back her tears.

Her aunt died before her eyes, jumping off a building before her eyes.

Xu Zhi thought of the hairpin she gave her last. It turned out that Taoyao recognized her at that time. No wonder Taoyao gave her a whistle.

It was completely white and still cold. Xu Zhi blamed himself for not figuring out her identity earlier.

Xu Zhi returned to her room, and the more she thought about it, the more upset she became. She cried silently at first, and then burst out loud. She cried so much all afternoon that the bedding was soaked, and she didn't recover for a while.

Azhi didn't know the reason, but thought it was Zhang Liang's fault, so he hurried to Zhang Liang's residence to invite him over.

How could Zhang Liang have thought that she didn't know that Tao Yao was still alive.But Zhang Liang didn't know whether Li Xian placed Taoyao in Shu or Xianyang.

Li Xian knew what Zhang Liang was doing as soon as he heard this, and asked him to tell Xu Zhi personally that he had concealed the matter.

Xu Zhi's eyes were red, and she changed from her domineering attitude in the morning.

A Zhi thought that Zhang Liang didn't want to spend time coaxing her, but Li Xian was called over after a while.

As soon as Li Xian entered the courtyard, he heard the sound of sobbing behind the screen.

Xu Zhi didn't shy away from anything in front of Li Xian. "What's going on? I don't want to force you to tell me word for word."

"She's still alive." Li Xian said.

Xu Zhi raised her head, and her physical reaction made her sob. "Really?"

"On Huaiqing's side, Zheng Yao is her real name, and now she lives in Xianyang under the name of A Yao."

Li Xian thought she would blame him, but she just kept saying, "It's good that she's alive. It's good that she's alive."

The dark eyes were watery, which made people feel distressed.

"I just let my mother and concubine settle their feud with my father. I learned that Taoyao was my aunt. I saw her fall from the tower and suffer in the war. My mother and concubine should be sad for a while."

"It should be due to Zhang Liang's preparation."

Xu Zhi suddenly remembered the account book she had found. Why was it so complicated to bury a royal minister.

"It turned out to be a plan."

Li Xian continued, "Zhang Liang didn't know that Taoyao was still alive. Maybe Zhao Jia only informed him a few days ago."

"It's not Zhang Liang's fault. I kidnapped him in public that day. Who among those Han ministers would dare to have contact with him again."

Li Xian remained silent, he did not want her to know that it was his hands that made those Han ministers gone and never returned.

After a while, Xu Zhi took a sip of tea to calm down. She looked up at him slightly and said, "Was my aunt seriously injured that day?"

Li Xian shook his head. He saw a faint tear stain on her cheek. He leaned over and gently wiped it away for her with his fingertips.

He remembered something and felt relief in his eyes.

Xu Zhi saw him lowering himself. His gentle movements and deep black eyes made her feel unable to retreat. The silence of a pool with slight ripples overwhelmed her senses.

Her tricks against Zhang Liang were completely ineffective at this time.

She heard him whisper in her ear:

"I heard that the princess treats Li Zuoche very well. She must like children. If there is a little cousin who is just learning to talk, would the princess be willing to give her a hug?"

cousin?The daughter of Taoyao and Han An?

Xu Zhi was extremely surprised, with tenderness flashing in his eyes. "when?"

"After returning to Xianyang." Li Xian said: "Not much is known about this matter. The princess knows the reason, so don't tell others for the time being."

"Okay." Xu Zhi smiled at him, a smile as bright as a rose, "Jing Qian, look, haven't many things changed slowly? So, don't worry too much."

Li Xian listened silently and smiled bitterly.

The sky and earth in Handan City changed into a different color, and the snowy wind drifted slowly.

Back to the current game situation.

The white stone in Zhang Liang's hand has not yet fallen.

Azhi came from outside in a hurry, "Princess, Zhang Han received thirty military sticks in the camp."

Xu Zhi was not panicked, but smiled.

She ordered Azhi to send a military doctor to treat him.

"Princess's move seemed like a punishment but was actually a promotion. It was just right. It not only solved the trouble in Zinian Lane, but also recommended Zhang Han."

Zhang Liang placed Bai Zi at the intersection, and Li Xian continued:

"It looks like Zhang Han was tortured with a cane, but it was actually a cover to silence the outside world about the newly occupied Handan."

When Xu Zhi heard the news, she knew that the problem was solved and she took the credit.

She also sat down on one side, nodded to each of them, and then cupped her hands and said: "The Handan team all benefited from the help of Teacher and Supervisor Li."

Ying Hehua's hairpin is mainly made of gilt gold, supplemented by vermilion. The main hairpin is inlaid with a fire-colored gemstone. The gemstone does not serve as any foil. It does not serve as the eyes of ordinary ornaments and is not embellished. It is integrated with the gold and carved into the shape of a black bird. posture.

"Teacher, can this game be settled?" she asked Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang doesn't talk about winning or losing, it's a draw at this point.

She grabbed a handful of chess pieces on the vertical and horizontal grid. Black and white were mixed. She let go of her hand, and the Zhenzhen jade pieces fell into the fish-tail bronzeware on the side of the board.

"I don't understand the layout of Go. I only know that winning and losing are mostly determined by the game records. However, the so-called fate of the game cannot be found in the game records."

"No matter what you two want, He Hua only hopes that you will never forget your original intention."