It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

"What on earth are you upset about?"

He stared at her in the long firelight, his arm resting on the wall beside her waist, his expression gradually lost.

"You know that I will be driven crazy by you, but you still want me to see you? Xu Zhi, how can you feel happy when you toy with me while applauding?"

"Did I drive you crazy? You came to the palace in the middle of the night, so I'm going crazy."

Xu Zhi didn't know why Li Xian was angry?

see? See Zhang Liang?

Xu Zhi took Zhang Liang to Zhongnan Mountain, maybe Li Xian would fight with Zhang Liang, she could predict this.

So the injury on his hand was caused by Zhang Liang's Qin sword?

She suddenly understood the crux of the matter, "If you're injured, bandage it."

"Even so, I didn't kill him. I regret it extremely."

"Then I thank you."

Xu Zhi pulled off his guard clothes and said mockingly: "But if you want to die, you don't have to dress like this. You can just enter through the main palace gate with swagger."

Li Xian stared at her. But he didn't say anything in reply.

Xu Zhi felt that he often deceived people and was used to thinking about things.

She almost didn't want to say more to him and remained silent.

She lowered her head and wanted to wipe the blood with her sleeve, but because the color was too light, she was afraid of causing trouble, so she thought of washing it with water after sending the old man away.

She also felt that her patience in this life was almost exhausted by him.

Sure enough, after reading too much about Confucianism, she also fell in love with the tenderness of her pulse.

Therefore, when she spoke, she only stared at the patterns on the carpet, and her tone was not serious, even very indifferent.

"Put me down."

Her eyes were calm, and the shadows of the past and the present were mixed in her dark eyes.

Her tone was casual and unserious. She didn't want to talk to him for a moment, didn't even bother to explain, and asked him to leave impatiently.

There was another ten-second stalemate.

She raised her eyes. Li Xian's eyes were as dark as night, and he had no intention of getting up. You can't just sit on the paint table like this all night?

Xu Zhi couldn't move her body back, and it was impossible to get down from the side.

She pushed his arm again, "Hurry up and put me down. If I call someone, you will have to die here today."

"Why is the princess always so impatient?" He said as if he was amusing himself and acting frustrated, his tone was low, as if he was not the one threatening others.

Do you see this for yourself?

In this position, she was really cramped.

Xu Zhi didn't dare to push his knees with her hands, and was too embarrassed to speak.

I had to repeat it again, "You... get up."

He could see that she was uncomfortable, but he allowed her uneasy mood to spread, seeing her blushing and her heart beating.

The slightly trembling eyelashes were like butterfly wings fluttering on his heart.

Li Xian lowered his head, put his chin on her shoulder, and said hoarsely and dullly in her ear: "Can you not get so close to Zhang Liang?"

"At least, don't let me see you kiss him."

Xu Zhi was stunned for a few seconds. In an instant, Zhang Liang put his arms around her waist and turned around.

The moonlight fell from the window behind her, and the glow covered everything with a thin layer of frost, making it cold and impermanent.

Xu Zhi raised his face and said, "What love brings is beyond my control."

Her voice was colder than the cold moon.

Li Xian tightened her waist. Li Xian restrained her, her eyes were stained with displeasure, and the flower on her forehead made her even more beautiful.

Xu Zhi could not move.

He looked at her frowning expression and smiled to himself, as if he thought it didn't matter whether he died or not.

Is this the sinking of sobriety?

Of course it is.

The chaotic thoughts were peeled away in the next moment, and then quickly pulled Li Xian back to reality.

"Princess."

Ah Zhi called out, followed by Qiu Xi's voice.

"The king is coming to Zhilan Palace. My wife has not returned yet. Please go and pick her up."

"Cough," Zhao Gao coughed slightly.

Ying Zheng said in a deep voice: "I heard that He Hua was waiting for me outside Zhangtai Palace for an hour or two. Do you know what important matter He Hua has?"

Ah Zhi told the story of the mountain in a nonchalant way.

The candles in the hall were still burning, and A-Zhi couldn't use the excuse that she had fallen asleep.

While Ying Zheng was talking to Azhi, he walked towards the back of the palace. From the sound of his voice, he might have reached the Plum Garden.

Li Xian was about to bury his head and hold her in his arms. He couldn't figure out whether he wanted to rob or beg?

But when he heard Ying Zheng's words outside the door, his expression showed just the right amount of stiffness.

But Xu Zhi showed no signs of change.

Li Xian saw her pulling her sleeves slowly and wiping the blood off her wrist.

She raised her head with a half-smile and tightened her hands on his sleeves.

"Jing Qian, I told you not to come to me at night, but you don't believe me. Now it's okay. What will happen when my father is angry?"

"Princess Yong'an, have you gone to bed? Your Majesty is coming to the palace. We may have something to discuss."

How could she sleep when the lights were bright? Zhao Gao asked, obviously asking her to leave the palace.

She stared at Li Xian with a pair of cunning eyes and answered the voice outside the door, "I haven't gone to bed yet, let me get dressed for a while."

Xu Zhi finally touched the ground with her feet, no longer in that weird posture, and her cheek came into contact with a wisp of breeze blowing in from the window, which made her brain quickly return to rationality.

She opened the carved cabinet.

Li Xian's expression returned to his usual calmness.

He grabbed her and smiled ferociously, "Actually, if I am punished to death for offending the princess, it will not be considered a loss."

"As you said. You can hold the princess hostage for evil purposes. When the time comes, you will not be the only one who will die."

Just when Zhao Gao entered the palace, Xu Zhi pushed Li Xian in.

Xu Zhi stared into Li Xian's eyes, raised his eyebrows, and made a mouth gesture: hold your breath.

"Shizhong Zhao? I haven't sorted it out yet, why are you so anxious?"

Zhao Gao could not see clearly through the gauze curtain, but he could vaguely see that Ying Hehua was not wearing a robe.

"Princess, princess, forgive me." He nodded quickly and quickly retreated.

Then I heard Ying Zheng kicking Zhao Gao hard.

Love to kick people, isn't it a legacy of the Qin royal family?

"You come out after your father has left. Don't worry, this cabinet is hollow and you won't be suffocated to death."

He leaned his back against the dark cabinet wall and looked at the dense honeysuckle carvings on the door.

The light spots of the vines reflected on his face, the ends of his eyes were slightly raised, and his thin lips pursed slightly, as if he was smiling, "Thank you, princess, for being considerate of me."

Xu Zhi bent his eyes, and his unfathomable eyes were pressed shut by the light, shutting them in darkness.

She took off the coat hanger and put it on her body.

The moonlight fell, illuminating the plum garden in front of Xu Zhi's bedroom a little more clearly.

Ying Zhengping retreated from everyone.

He took one step and Xu Zhi followed.

Ying Zheng is still wearing the black and red robe of Zhangtai Palace, with Tai'a on the side of his waist, and walks calmly.

The cold look only fell on his shoulders.

The orange-red light in Xu Zhi's hand illuminated the subtle lines on his black cloak a little more clearly.

"Father."

Ying Zheng stopped her words.

"In overturning the Qiu Palace proposal, will Wei Liao cause any difficulties for you?"

Xu Zhi didn't expect that what Ying Zheng was asking about was something that had happened some time ago.

"Fortunately, Lang Zhongling and Tingwei came out to help. Guowei is an unruly person. He is deeply talented and knowledgeable, but he is not pretentious, and his words are sharper. This is his true temperament."

Ying Zheng smiled and said, "There are many people in the country who are dissatisfied with Wei Liao, but He Hua is generous."

Just after finishing the previous sentence, Ying Zheng continued the next sentence.

"Does He Hua know who Feng Quji is?"

Xu Zhi was slightly startled, "My daughter knows."

Ying Zheng had just discussed with Li Si and others about the marriage of Chu State, and only then did he tell his daughter when they had a definite conclusion.