It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Standing in the snow, Zhang Liang looked more like a banished immortal than anyone else.

A piece of snow fell from between the pine trees, just enough for the black scroll to fall into the snow, leaving a groove.

The scroll was deeply engraved, and the patterns burned her eyes. Before she went to Chu, when Ying Zheng gave her the seal, Wei Liao had told her about the common patterns in the upper and middle levels of the secret chamber, and she used this pattern to trade with Sima Cheng in Shu.

Now, she immediately understood who in Xianyang had made this item.

The Six Nations is coming to an end.

The strife within the Qin State had already begun to show signs of discord.

Mo Qi was right, he and she were two different kinds of people - he was tired of fighting and would stay away from important historical figures when he saw them.

Xu Zhi had not been trying to avoid disaster since the first day she came here, but had devoted herself to it. If it was beyond their understanding, she would use her foresight to indirectly win over people's hearts.

If she couldn’t match theirs, she would learn from them.

Faced with chaos and complexity, she reinvents.

For example, at the moment, in Xu Zhi's opinion, this situation obviously has little to do with love.

If Li Si wanted to use this trick, she didn't mind making the best of it.

After early winter, only the birds that did not hibernate were left on the mountains - but winter was hard after all, and the sparrows and magpies were overly active among them.

Even if four or five people broke into the forest, they did not stop chirping.

The harsh cold conditions force them to work harder than before to survive.

Xu Zhi pretended that she had no idea that the masked man was Zhang Liang from beginning to end. She threw all her obsession and kindness towards him behind her.

Azhi's sword was unsheathed, "Princess."

Before the sword was completely drawn out, Xu Zhi raised her hand to stop her.

She moved closer to Li Xian, with a chill in her eyes. She whispered something to him and then took a step forward.

Li Xian wanted to say something else, but she continued, "Mr. Mo's machine tools are not just for making iron farm tools." She paused, and then took another serious look at the rectangular leather set on his waist. "You can bet that he has stayed in the mountains for so many years, and he wouldn't just talk about opera and other after-dinner gossip."

But Xu Zhi didn't give him a chance to speak.

Her gorgeous eyebrows and bright smile are placed above the black words:

——If there is any unusual movement, you shoot.

shot.

Mo Qi had not taught Li Xian how to use the gun he had assembled. Should the safety bolt be pulled up or off? Should the trigger be used the same way as the trigger of a crossbow?

"Mr. Wenshan." This is what she called Han Fei.

Ah Zhi felt uneasy. She felt nothing but confusion and hatred towards Zhang Liang.

If it weren’t for Ying Hehua, he would have died a hundred times already!

The person whom Zhang Liang should not have treated badly and the person whom he should not have let down, was almost killed on the road because of his scheme.

Things have come to a point where things have fallen out.

Ahzhi's only thought was that she didn't want her to be hurt again and again because of the love in her heart.

Generally speaking, Azhi only crossed the line this once.

She held Ying Hehua's wrist.

He shouted at Zhang Liang: "You are still here?! His Highness treats you well, yet you treat him like this!"

After saying that, he took two big steps and the tip of the sword went straight to Zhang Liang's face!

Zhang Liang neither hid nor retreated.

The sword came so fiercely that Ah Zhi didn't know why he didn't dodge. In her opinion, this was just a man's trick.

However, she would never let Zhang Liang use the self-torture trick again in front of Ying Hehua.

The snowy road was slippery, and if one failed to retract the sword in time, one would be easily rushed forward.

"Be careful!" Han Fei was a master of martial arts. He used the scabbard to deflect the sword, and then gently supported Ah Zhi with the hilt to stabilize his body.

"Azhi, don't be rude to Mr. Wenshan." Xu Zhi immediately called her back.

Ah Zhi had never met Han Fei, she only knew that he seemed to be the eldest prince's aide.

But since he and Zhang Liang appeared together, they were not of the same kind.

The soft snow underfoot makes one feel the surroundings are quiet.

There were clusters of pine trees in the mountains and forests. Chen Yu and Zhang Er were used to being rangers, so they were at ease in these places.

They received Han An's order to ensure Zhang Liang's safety.

Zhang Liang’s request was simple - to meet Ying Hehua.

Li Xian and Azhi both saw the clues behind Zhang Liang.

And these words were actually said to her by Han Fei, who had just pushed Ah Zhi back to her side.

"Someone is lying in wait."

She looked at Zhang Liang. He didn't say anything, not a single word from beginning to end.

The Baoyuan people failed to kill her at Guxiakou that year. It was fate that wanted Zhang Liang to save her, wanted her to fall in love with him, and then asked for trouble and never give up.

Koreans are good at this.

The words drilled into her mind.

Zheng Guo and Han Fei were both spies sent to Qin for Ying Zheng.

If this is the case, having a Zhang Liang by her side would be a waste of talent.

She was close enough to him, and among the misty mountains, he looked like a lonely pine covered with snow, as cold as her nightmare.

Xu Zhi didn't care how many people were looking at them. "Look up." She commanded her former teacher in a domineering manner.

"Look at me."

Violating principles is doomed to increase despair. He lowered his head slightly, his long black eyelashes covering his eyes, and his tone remained gentle.

"I dare not," he said.

But these four words are no different from what they were ten years ago.

It was as if nothing had happened in the past ten years. He was even more cruel than her, and even forgot the three days of harmony between them.

"Crime?" "What crime has the sir committed?" He made her suffer, and she would not let him have an easy time either. She sneered.

"Sir, do you still remember when you first came to Qin?"

Zhang Liang said nothing. He had not expected that she had seen him.

She smiled faintly and said, "When you first came to Xianyang, you called yourself Jiang."

Zhang Liang still couldn't say the ruthless words he had prepared. When Han Fei reminded Ying Hehua not to try to marry Zhang Liang, he had already seen through his student - he was so similar to himself. He couldn't get rid of his royal identity, he couldn't go against his family, and if they lost this identity, they would lose themselves at a certain point.

Now, apparently, crucifixion in bondage seemed to be their fate.

She was determined to pull Zhang Liang down from his high perch from the inside out.

"Have you forgotten the meaning of the word 'jiang'?"

She wanted him to remember that the words "submission" were not something that could be easily gotten rid of. "If you don't want to be in Qin, then you shouldn't be here."

Smoke filled the air.

A servant's voice suddenly came up from the lower steps.

"Your Highness, the eldest son is waiting for you at the foot of the mountain to return to the palace..."

He walked up from downstairs, but after only two steps, he was severely hit on the back of his neck and fainted.

"Sir!" Chen Yu shouted. He and Zhang Er were both famous swordsmen.

When Zhang Liang saw that the two of them showed up earlier than expected, his eyes darkened.

See these two people from Wei.

Xu Zhi's emotions finally collapsed. When he was on a diplomatic mission to the State of Wei, this scene had already happened.

This is what Mo Qi meant when he said it was difficult.

——When a choice must be made, no one should compromise.

Xu Zhi laughed out loud and almost coughed. "After ten years of getting along, I didn't know you were still so persistent in meeting with your old friend?"

To outsiders, especially Chen and Zhang, Ying Hehua's words sounded ridiculous. This pair of inappropriate teachers and students were trying to make each other live a life worse than death from the beginning to the end. They were all deceiving each other, so there was nothing worth asking.

But here lies the most ironic thing.

There was no misunderstanding between Xu Zhi and Zhang Liang.

All sins are bloody.

She stayed in Han, accelerating the demise of Han. She also ignored Zhang Liang's identity and directly tied him up and brought him to Xianyang.

As for Zhang Liang, it was true that he tried to poison her and assisted the assassin.

In the soil of such a pool of blood, a beautiful rose bloomed.

She made no secret of her true feelings.

He couldn't escape the distraction he felt because of her.

Li Xian is more than capable of dealing with Zhang and Chen, not to mention Azhi.

Although Han Fei is an expert, it seems that he does not intend to intervene.

Zhang Liang, however, was an uncertain factor. He usually carried a sword, but was very good at using a crossbow.

Li Xian was worried that Xu Zhi still had the same idea as Gu Xiakou did back then - to end it all once and for all.

Just her voice drifted to his ears.

"Who got the scroll?" she asked suddenly.

Li Xian paused, unable to see through her thoughts, and looked at Zhang Liang again.

There is no winner in this contest.

"Your Majesty," he said.

Therefore, without Xu Zhi opening it, what was written in the volume was extremely clear.

She can't force anyone to change their ideals.

This allowed her to have no worries and completely control the situation.

Li Si. He is an outlier and needs to be eliminated.

Zhang Liang made her understand.

A bloodbath will lead to voices of resistance everywhere.

For millions of people in the six countries, obedience is not the only option.

This test is an adjustment to the will of the Legalists.

Then, Xu Zhi had better let Li Si know that destruction and collapse will not only destroy others.

And ourselves, including the Qin State itself.

The sharpness forged by iron and blood can only allow her to break free with determination.

"I see that everyone has their own thoughts, and it's really lively to gather here." Chen Yu also joked with interest. "In my opinion, there is nothing fun on Mount Zhongnan, why don't we go down the mountain now."

Xu Zhi casually revealed the truth, "Mr. Chen Yu is also a famous scholar under Lord Xinling, but you took advantage of my misfortune and wanted to shoot me with an arrow when I was unconscious that day. Now you want to pretend that you know nothing and go down the mountain like this?"

"Princess, don't listen to this nonsense."

"Groundless rumors? General Li You told it himself, how could it be false?"

Chen Yu looked as if he had no idea. "There are rumors in various countries that the princess is about to die. Now that I see that the princess is safe, it can be seen that many rumors are nonsense."

Zhang Er reminded him several times not to speak, but he still ignored him.

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand and was about to walk around the Qin attendant who he had knocked unconscious.

"Sir, I think you should leave as well." After saying that, he put the sword on his shoulder and left happily.

Perhaps it was because neither side knew how many people the other side had ambushed in the bushes, so they appeared to be particularly restrained.

Xu Zhi raised his eyes, glanced at Chen Yu's back as he walked away, stared at Zhang Liang, and said to Li Xian: "This man is afraid of the crime and is absconding. Why don't the supervisors shoot him?"

Li Xian finally refused clearly, "I won't."

The word "can" that I can't say has not been uttered yet.

She ordered him to raise his hands. Most modern people have never fired a real gun, but everyone has shot a balloon at an amusement park.

Xu Zhi turned and climbed two steps, which were slightly higher than him.

"If you don't know how to shoot, I'll teach you."

Her hand was over his.

Li Xian, who was always deep in thought, showed an expression of disbelief for the first time.

So he was forced to pull the trigger, aiming at Chen Yu and firing three shots.

Only one shot hit the ground running.

Three gunshots, on the black trajectory, were destined to annihilate true love.

The snow fell inopportunely, in small pieces, scattered on the long black hair, like the cross dots of white osmanthus flowers.