It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Xu Zhi held it in his hand and looked around. Zhang Liang was actually quite good at doing things. A strip of cloth was wrapped around the handshake area of ​​the bamboo pole to prevent his hands from being injured by freezing in the winter.

"Actually, it's a little different." She laughed.

He gave her this blue-white bamboo strip. The one she borrowed flowers to offer to Li Zuoche was a piece of bamboo that she had processed a lot, wrapped in a layer of red gauze, tied with many tassels, and even tied. A silver bell.

Zhang Liang didn't say anything, he just watched her holding the round bamboo vessel softly. The orange light inside leaked out from the gaps in the bamboo strips, making her cheeks glow red. She seemed to be hugging the moon, holding it in her hands. sun.

She turned her head, and two shallow dimples appeared on her cheeks. The night covered the coldness in her unpredictable black eyes.

"Sir, why don't you ask me what's different?"

"What the princess usually likes is usually not so plain. What you gave Zuo Che is not shabby."

Zhang Liang saw that there were not many palace guests in Zhilan Palace, not even A Zhi.

Zhang Liang was about to ask, but Ying Hehua took two steps closer. The white fluff between the cloak held up her long black hair. She saw his question and answered him, "Sir, you really know me very well."

Xu Zhi thought of the funerary objects he saw that day, and didn't know who he was answering.

"I do like the color red. It makes me feel hopeful and powerful just looking at it."

"The princess was injured before, after all, someone had evil intentions. Yanchu stood there for 800 years, using medicine to make witches, which is complicated. I have been tracing this matter for a few days." He looked at her and took out a silk book from his sleeve, " When the princess wants to retreat, she should avoid the sharp edge. This is the escort chosen by Inspector Li for the princess, which can reduce the worries of assassins."

Xu Zhi was silent. She already knew that Li Xian had an spy in Zhilan Palace. Now Li Xian gave her this list through Zhang Liang. Was he trying to win over Zhang Liang or was he warning her that his every move would be under his radar? Within the range?

But Xu Zhi knew the importance of balance, so she didn't show any displeasure.

Xu Zhi took the silk book with a smile, "Okay, I'll go take a look tomorrow."

She raised her head and asked, "Did he say anything else to you?"

Of course, Zhang Liang felt Li Xian's outright hostility. Their political positions did not overlap, and Li Xian did not shy away from what he did. Naturally, the only things he mentioned were about Ying Hehua.

Zhang Liang didn't want to talk.

"Princess, don't worry about Yan Yue."

Xu Zhi nodded, "Even though the Chu family has done a lot of damage, I am involved."

She paused for a moment, raised her eyes, her eyes overlapped with his, and then spoke slowly.

"But the sword I hold in my hand is not without its sharpness."

Her eyes were the same as before. Although they were warmed by the color of fire, there was still a chill in them.

Zhang Liang couldn't help pinching his sleeves, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

When Xu Zhi saw that Zhang Liang didn't answer, she changed the subject: "I saw that you were suspicious just now. Because the Queen's grandmother and her father have discussed it, all the palace guests who do not need to go to the main hall to attend the banquet on New Year's Eve tonight can go home for two hours. I deliberately called you over an hour before the banquet started, not out of willfulness, but because I have something to give you."

Before Zhang Liang spoke, Xu Zhi walked in front while talking.

The snow reflected red, which was the color of her clothes and the blossoming plum blossoms.

The sparse moonlight plum shadow fell on the white ground, and a tree dimmed. She turned sideways and showed a smile.

But Zhang Liang stopped.

"The Plum Garden is a deep garden, and it's hard to enter."

Zhang Liang still feels a little uncomfortable with what he did in Meiyuan last time.

"There's no one here, why are you worried about this?" Xu Zhi smiled at him, "Mr., are you worried that I might do something bad? Don't worry, I won't trouble you during the Chinese New Year."

"...I used to do harm to the princess here." He said very softly, unwilling to take a step.

She, the victim, said nothing, but her perpetrator did not want to bring up the past.

She didn't want to force him, but when she looked back, she saw Zhang Liang standing in the snow, his figure lonely.

In this cold winter, she suddenly remembered the text retrieved on her mobile phone.

And she looked at the lantern she took from him, as if it had taken away his dazzling brilliance.

Where are the bones buried in the green mountains? This was the question she had nowhere else to ask.

The annals of history will not change, the ending will not change, it will only hurt him.

She didn't seem to want to leave him in this desolation for a moment, and didn't want him to be blown away by the winter wind of Qin.

Xu Zhi turned back and said, "Let's do this."

Zhang Liang didn't know what she was going to do, but he still cooperated and bowed down when she greeted her.

She took off a piece of silk wrapped around the handle of the lantern, stood up on her tiptoes, and gently covered his eyes with the silk ribbon.

Then he wrapped his hands around the back of his hair and tied a knot lightly.

Zhang Liang subconsciously raised his hand.

"Don't pick it." She stopped him and said in front of him: "When I returned to Xianyang, I was surprised why you didn't like coming to Meiyuan. So that's what happened."

"Although it's dark, as long as you can't see it, you don't have to worry about hurting others."

"It's touching the scene to hurt people?" Zhang Liang recited the word silently.

"But sir, don't worry. When Zheng Guo came to Qin, the palace officials covered his eyes to prevent him from seeing things he shouldn't see. This can be regarded as saving his life."

Zhang Liang heard her talk about Zheng Guo. Zheng Guo had been a disciple of his father in his early years. He had heard that Zheng Guo was successful, so he would definitely see her again at the banquet.

After the fall of the country, old friends meet again. He had a natural sadness.

He felt that his days in Qin State were particularly empty again, and he was the only one surrounded by emptiness.

"gentlemen."

Her voice sounded beside him again in time, and there was a sudden weight on his wrist. She seemed to feel that it was inappropriate to hold his wrist again, so she grabbed his sleeve instead.

"Just follow me. Don't worry, I will walk slowly and won't be too far."

Zhang Liang was slightly startled, remembering that it was like this a few years ago.

Ying Hehua appeared in Xinzheng and broke into the Han Palace.

After the country fell, he wanted to leave for a chance to take revenge.

However, she broke into his world again, and he was stopped at this intersection.

She also said to him what she just said: Can you come with me? Come back to Xianyang with me.

Sure enough, she slowed down her pace, and there was a crunching sound of snow under her feet.

Ying Hehua was never idle for a moment. In this gap, she tried hard to explain what he had asked her about the past few days.

He knew all about the previous ghostwriting in Handan. Not a single sentence was copied by Ying Hehua himself, but was all ghostwritten by Li Xian.

She gave a high-sounding reason.

"I am trying my best to promote your husband's learning. Although I admire Legalism, I have never said that Confucianism is not good."

"Sir, you are actually a student of Han Fei, and you have learned from Huang Shigong. You are not a pure Confucian."

Zhang Liang said, "How can we learn the way of governing the world consistently? The princess actually knows that what I teach you is not for you to learn, but for you to meditate. Why do you need to pretend to others?"

Xu Zhi smiled, "It's precisely because my husband and I have the same mind. But some people don't agree. I want him to listen step by step."

"Some things shouldn't be rushed."

"Actually, it has some effects. For example, this time, he didn't touch you, and you made me happy."

"Princess, do you think Inspector Li will kill me?"

"I don't think so." Xu Zhi turned around, "I'm always worried that he will do this."

Zhang Liang paused, "When Liang came to Qin, he had already put life and death aside."

"Shut up." Xu Zhi stopped and turned around, "I won't allow you to put life and death at risk."

Xu Zhi raised his head and glanced at the moon in the sky, then looked directly into Zhang Liang's eyes.

"Sir, don't forget. I rescued you from prison this time." She paused for a while, took a breath, and there was a moist halo in her eyes. She wanted to tell him, I won't come back this time. easy.

But Xu Zhi choked and continued:

"You also saved me at Gu Xia's mouth. As long as I am here, you can be safe in Qin."

She thought that Zhang Liang still had a way to practice Taoism, but she couldn't let him run away to practice Taoism now. She raised her hand and patted his arm.

Xu Zhi returned to a bossy tone, and she glanced at him, "To avoid your thoughts of abandoning the world, sir, remember that there is a Zhang family behind every step you take. Don't say such words again in the future."

"Princess's reminder, I understand."

Xu Zhi looked at him and blurted out, "You don't understand, I don't want you to die."

As the words came out of her mouth, she was stunned for a moment.

She quickly changed her words.

"Anyway, you always think that I am using you, so I can't bear to part with your mind. Life is your own, and you have to cherish it."

The moment Xu Zhi turned around, Zhang Liang could see her blushing face, smiled, and moved forward without saying anything.

After walking a few steps, Xu Zhi decided to say something to ease her embarrassment.

Xu Zhi looked back at Zhang Liang and found that he had stepped into the depths of the plum garden without knowing it, and he was not so awkward when he walked in.

"I never thought you still had an ostrich mentality."

"what?"

Hearing this sound, Xu Zhi thought that the ostrich had disappeared in the pre-Qin Dynasty, so he joked: "There is a kind of beast called the ostrich. Legend has it that when the ostrich encounters danger, it first buries its head in the soil and reacts to the danger. Turning a blind eye in the hope of escaping. Isn’t that why the gentleman was unwilling to step into the Plum Garden just now?"

Zhang Liang said: "If there is something that must be done, Liang will not retreat anymore."

"Now it's just a matter of sir and me moving forward."

"it is good."

At this time, little bits of snow were flying in the sky, like cotton wool, slowly falling between their hair and on his black robe.

He allowed her to lead him forward, and the silk ribbon did not completely block his sight. He vaguely looked at the hazy crimson figure in front of him. Only then did he allow himself to relax, cross the gap of his motherland, and touch A slim possibility.

She walked with him, and it wasn't until she came back that she seemed to have completely let go of the estrangement between Qin and Han, and knew that he would never betray. If possible, she is willing to ask for a favor.

Xu Zhi prepared for a long time and did a lot of homework, but she had never done anything like this before and didn't know much about plants.

She was still worried that Xianyang was different from Handan and would not be able to bloom the same flowers as before.

She finally walked to the plum tree she had prepared in advance.

Xu Zhi let go of him, turned around and said, "Okay, this is it."

Zhang Liang saw her approaching, and she suddenly stopped in front of him.

She directed him to hold the bamboo pole and said, "Sir, help me hold the lantern."

When Xu Zhi finished speaking, her wrist was suddenly held by Zhang Liang.

She looked up.

He stood under the moonlight. Although the black straight-skirted robe was covered with an official cloak, the pale white fluorescence sprinkled on his gentle and delicate facial features, and because the silk ribbon blocked his sight, the moonlight illuminated him even more like a god in the sky. .

Xu Zhi thought Zhang Liang was worried that she would tease him again.

She smiled and said, "It's okay. Just stand there for a while and I'll go take a look. If it gets bad, I'll be in trouble."

When Xu Zhi knelt down and pushed aside the branches, Zhang Liang had already vaguely seen what seemed to be rose petals low down.

He didn't expect that she would take the matter of returning to Xianyang and returning the flower lamp to his heart.

In fact, he doesn't really like flowers like roses.

Too eye-catching, don't know how to restrain yourself.

But it was only in Handan that he discovered that such flowers were blooming proudly under the freezing cold.

The flame-colored petals are covered with snow and bloom, just like her.

Xu Zhi held a rose in a clay pot in her arms.

She casually handed over the flower cup in her hand, only to find that Zhang Liang caught it accurately. He couldn't see it at all.

Pretty good at pretending?

Xu Zhi always knew what she was doing, and she did not allow herself to have feelings beyond reason for the person in front of her.

But she smiled unconsciously.

She did not admit at this moment that this was beyond admiration.

If she didn't want him to die, she could leave him to Han Fei or throw him in Shu. As long as he never met Liu Bang, that would be fine.

Xu Zhi refused to admit that she was sincere about what Zhang Liang said and was she just trying to use him as a weapon? Do you just want to trap him in Xianyang?

The moment Zhang Liang took off the bandage above his eyes, he was like a starry moon. Sometimes, it was just that moment in time.

She saw Zhang Liangliang standing in front of her. He was unruly, yet as gentle as jade.

In the past, she stabbed him, and then used him to rescue Han Fei and go to Jingxing Camp... The past flashed into Xu Zhi's mind, and he died in Qin Prison in another timeline.

The gleaming spring has surpassed the cold winter and melted the ice and snow.

The plum garden is full of half-tall roses, but not as many as those in Handan.

Xu Zhi took two steps and stood in front of Zhang Liang. Recalling that after he was released from prison, Zhang Liang rarely came to Zhilan Palace to teach her how to read. I used to come every day, but now I only come a few days a month.

She not only gave him roses, but also something buried in the rose cup.

That was when Xu Zhi went to ask Ying Zheng for a token that allowed him to enter and exit Xianyang City.

Xu Zhi should also admit that she thought hard for many days and finally decided that she would rather let Zhang Liang leave than let him die.

She couldn't even be sure of her own life, and she was afraid that she wouldn't have time to take care of him in the future.

"I know that my husband is worried about me. I have a naughty personality and won't listen to you no matter how much you teach me. You haven't come to teach me how to read these days..."

Before Xu Zhi finished speaking, Zhang Liang interrupted him rarely.

"After the princess recovers from illness, I will rarely come to the palace. It's not that I don't want to see you."

She heard Zhang Liang calling her name.

"Hehua, I have a leisurely job, but it is of no benefit to what you want to do."

After hearing what he said, Xu Zhi felt inexplicably flustered and extremely nervous.

Does he want to stay in Qin to help her?

After she saw his demise, she didn't dare anymore.

She not only wanted to bring a lofty figure like him into the world, but also hoped that he could maintain his nobility in the history books.

Xu Zhi quickly held the flower cup in front of him, "In the past, my husband asked me why I didn't let you go. Now, I have figured it out. So I give you something, and freedom lies in it."

She lowered her eyes and tapped the fish pattern on the pottery with her fingers.

Xu Zhi sometimes wants him to leave, and sometimes wants him to stay, erratic.

Zhang Liang didn't show any anger. He looked at her calmly and said only one sentence.

"Are you lying to me about what you said before?" His tone was still gentle.

This night’s conversation finally came to this.

Xu Zhi had studied with him for all these years, but she hadn't learned much about his modesty and gentleness.

But her tone slowed down quite a bit.

"Sir, you have already helped me destroy the State of Zhao."