It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

"But I haven't achieved everything I wanted. Do you think, sir, that I'm lying to you?"

After he helped her destroy the State of Zhao, she asked him to leave. To outsiders, what else could this be but use?

Zhang Liang knew this language method that was similar to Cheluolun all too well. He looked into her eyes.

"The princess's words may be true or false. When we were in Xinzheng, you showed me the map and I knew what the princess wanted to do. Does the princess want me to leave right now by asking this?"

Xu Zhi felt that she couldn't play with Zhang Liang or kick a ball, but he could ask so gently and gently, which made her feel that she could do it again.

She raised her face, still smiling, "If you feel that there are too many restrictions in Xianyang, flying pigeons to send letters is actually quite useful."

"Princess wants me to leave Xianyang?"

"I wish you peace."

Zhang Liang knew that she was used to saying such things to more than just him, but at this moment, her eyes made him feel more and more confused.

He is not a person who likes to inquire about the root cause, but tonight, he is in the sea of ​​rose flowers she has carefully prepared, and she finally says she is willing to let him go.

But Zhang Liang's heart suddenly tightened.

"What the princess said before were all lies?"

Xu Zhi couldn't see his expression clearly, and the moonlight shone on his face, making his voice a bit colder.

She didn't know what the future would be like, but this was the first New Year's Eve she spent with him in Xianyang.

The orange-red color filled the two bodies, dispelling the cold, and the warmth was lost and regained.

She remembered her only purpose, so she kept all her emotions in her heart as a rule. As long as she remembered the results she wanted, she ignored the means.

When someone who never asked questions asked twice in a row whether it was true or false.

If he wanted to get a definite answer, she would also need to clear herself up.

Xu Zhi took a step back and answered him as if he was frightened: "What I said is true."

It's true, it's far less clear-cut than a real word.

Zhang Liang is good at using language to force people into a difficult situation and then dig out the truth.

He looked at her, "If the princess doesn't use words as a means, why are you panicking?"

Zhang Liang's eyes were still gentle, but his words made her feel an unprecedented panic.

Xu Zhi remembered what A Zhi said to her: Princess, please do not use love as a sword, otherwise you will hurt others and yourself.

She has always believed that the right to take the initiative lies in her own hands.

It seems that the moonlight tonight is particularly clear, the plum blossoms and roses are intertwined, and the falling snow is tender and hazy.

Xu Zhi took two steps and gently pulled his sleeve. When Zhang Liang lowered his body, she reached out her hand and covered his eyes again. She didn't dare to touch his eyes, but fortunately there was only the moonlight. In this case, she used movements to make the blush on her face less obvious.

"I'm telling the truth. I wonder how true it sounds to you sir?"

Zhang Liang was surprised by her agility. He choked up for a moment after receiving such hot words. When soft hands covered his eyes, they were even more burned.

Originally, Xu Zhi was not good at playing a mean and ungrateful person, and then uttering those heartless words was really too much.

Now that she has decided to give Zhang Liang his freedom, why should she use cruelty to cover up her sincerity? Instead of asking about his wishes?

He couldn't see her emotional eyes, and she didn't give him a chance to speak. His arms sank, and he felt her shallow breathing not far away from his face. He only heard her say slowly: "I don't want you to be hurt. Live a life you don’t want to live in a place you don’t like.”

Xu Zhi was about to hear Zhang Liang's answer.

His words "This place is what I want" just came to his lips.

Xu Zhi bit her lip, "Do you like me a little bit, or don't you hate me that much?"

Her heart was beating fast, and for a moment, there was nothing.

Zhang Liang just needs to relax a little for this moment and don't care so much about her identity. As long as he raises his hand, she can be easily embraced by him.

Just at this moment, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

"Princess Yong'an, are you in Zhilan Palace?"

She was so frightened that she quickly lowered her hands and distanced herself.

It's okay for her to be unrestrained at ordinary times. Even though they didn't do anything, the other person was her young master.

She was too close to Zhang Liang, and she was indeed touching him, which seemed really immoral to outsiders!

What's more, the sound was closer, and the eunuch's voice sounded very much like Zhao Gao!

She had just been stimulated by Hu Hai and was in a state of confusion. Although Zhao Gao had nothing unusual at the moment, it would be a time bomb if he found out that she had something other than the friendship between teacher and student towards Zhang Liang.

She had forgotten how the lantern in her hand returned to her hand.

Zhang Liang quickly stepped in front of her.

Fortunately, he had a few words with Zhao Gao first, and she quickly came back to her senses.

Zhao Gao smiled mockingly and said respectfully to Xu Zhi, "Princess Yong'an, you are here."

He glanced at Zhang Liang out of the corner of his eye.

Zhao Gao felt a little uncomfortable about the fall of Zhao State, and he also heard privately that the person sent by Xianyang to persuade Li Mu to commit suicide was Zhang Liang, and the one who was unhappy was also in Handan. Because of Zhang Han, he didn't find Ying Zheng in Zinian Lane in time, thus losing a huge opportunity to perform!

Zhang Han was the garrison escorting Ying Hehua on his trip. He felt that Ying Hehua behaved erratically and spoke sincerely when he was a child, and he did not look like a person with a strategist in mind. She is like this now, indispensable because of Zhang Liang's teachings.

Although Zhang Liang is no longer in an important position, he has attracted Ying Zheng's attention. Zhang Liang was born into a distinguished family, and because he was previously as unsophisticated as Han Fei, Zhao Gao found him much more annoying than Li Si and Wang Wan.

"Master Zhang."

"I heard that the young master was ill a few days ago, so I thought you would enter the palace later. I didn't want you and the princess to be in Zhilan Palace."

Xu Zhi was sobered up by the title of Young Master, and she also heard some hostility from Zhao Gao's words for no reason.

She walked up to Zhang Liang and spoke to Zhao Gao in a less gentle tone than before, "I specially invited the teacher to come to Meiyuan."

When Xu Zhi saw that Zhao Gao had walked so far, there was a lot of snow on his clothes, as if he had been outside the palace for a long time.

Ying Zheng stayed indoors on weekdays, and Zhao Gao usually accompanied her. She should have taken a bus when she came from Zhangtai, so it shouldn't be Ying Zheng who was looking for her.

In order to reduce Zhao Gao's gaze on Zhang Liang, she asked with a smile:

"Did Shizhong Zhao ask me to go to Gaoquan Palace for a banquet earlier because of my father's advice? Or does my father have something to ask me to go to Zhangtai Palace?"

Ying Hehua asked a few questions, but Zhao Gao couldn't answer.

Currently, Ying Zheng is still in Zhangtai Palace, working with Wang Wan and other ministers to prepare for the opening of the Zheng Guo Canal in the coming year. He will also discuss the affairs of the Chu State envoys later. Although Zhao State has been destroyed, Ying Zheng does not have much time for the complicated government affairs. Came here for this New Year's Eve.

He couldn't say that he came to Zhilan Palace because of the news from Lord Changping, right? But what I saw was not Li Xian but Zhang Liang.

If Ying Hehua said this, he should let the unpopular Ying Yuanyuan from Yongcheng answer the question for him.

"The king is not here to ask the princess, but the eldest princess."

"Sister Wang?"

Seeing Ying Hehua's reaction, Zhao Gao finally breathed out, "The eldest princess is waiting for the princess to pass at Gaoquan Palace."

It seems that she was alone in Xianyang Palace. This loneliness was also obvious in the years when she first arrived in Qin.

She didn't think much and decisively agreed to go to Gaoquan Palace.

Xu Zhi and Zhang Liang got into the car and drove together to Gaoquan Palace. Xu Zhi originally wanted to continue asking questions that she had not heard the answer to before. As a result, the sense of atmosphere was lost, and Zhang Liang returned to sitting upright, making it impossible for her to speak again.

Zhang Liang looked at her on the main seat, and kept stirring the petals of the rose she gave him in his hand.

"Princess, sit down and behave properly."

"You," Xu Zhi admitted that she was quite rebellious. Even though she seemed to think that Zhang Liang liked well-behaved people, she still wanted to be herself. "I just want to sit like this." She said, still supporting her elbows On the shelf of the carriage, he held the lantern he had made more vigorously, puffing up his cheeks without caring about the image, and blowing the light inside, making it bright and dim.

She continued: "We haven't entered the banquet yet. Teacher, you are too lenient. Today is the New Year, can't you be a little less strict?"

She kept calling him teacher, but he always felt uncomfortable. He finally felt that he needed to get rid of his identity as young master as soon as possible.

Zhang Liang thought she deliberately told Zhao Gao, who was following the car not far away.

"Diligence neglected in play."

"I really know why I hate Confucianism."

When Zhao Gao heard this last sentence, he felt relieved that he did not teach her to write in vain when he was a child.

He felt that Zhang Liang was even more disgusting, and he even tried to lead the princess who admired Legalism.

Unexpectedly, I met an acquaintance halfway.

Just like when she rushed to Li Si's house that day, Xu Zhi opened the curtain.

Snow fell on his robe, and the moonlight chased the silver saddle. He wore black and Zhang Liang wore black, which was completely different. Meng Tian looked very heroic.

Xu Zhi turned back and glanced at Zhang Liang. He gave her a flat look. Sure enough, Zhang Liang always looked gentle and elegant no matter how he dressed, and he always had an aristocratic air.

She rolled up the curtains again.

"General Meng, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why did you come back to the capital just now? Where is my brother Wang?"

Meng Tian saw Zhang Liang and Ying Hehua in the same car, and he nodded to Zhang Liang.

"The eldest son will enter the palace first. The military affairs are not finished yet, and there is heavy snow on the road. I am afraid that I will be a little late and the horse's hooves will disturb the princess. Don't blame her."

Xu Zhi saw that he was approaching the gate of Gaoquan Palace.

"It doesn't matter." She added, "Are you going to Zhangtai Palace or Gaoquan Palace?"

"I will go to Zhangtai Palace first, and then to Gaoquan Palace."

She hummed, "Then I won't disturb General Meng's official duties."

When she was about to get off the bus, Xu Zhi knew that it would be inconvenient for her to go find Zhang Liang after the banquet.

But tonight is New Year's Eve.

Even though he didn't say much, she looked at the red flame in her hand.

She suddenly moved next to him and whispered: "At the turn of the new year, let's bid farewell to the old and welcome the new. Whether you go or stay, it all depends on your heart."

"Princess."

Zhang Liang found that after she took him out of prison, she became less distracted and focused on reading.

He rarely heard the words she often said in Handan before, just because he thought she would never mention them again.

She smiled at him, with a twinkling light in her eyes, purer than the green mountains and lakes of his hometown.

"Zifang, I'm just saying it bluntly."

Zhang Liang saw a smiling face.

In this plum garden, under the bright moonlight and the falling snow, I can hear her tenderness.