It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

There were bursts of thunder and the light of rain jumped onto her eyelashes.

Li Xian didn't notice that her eyes became increasingly cold after being hazy for a moment. He felt her instinctive reaction and thought that this at least meant that his skills were acceptable.

If it would please her, he was willing to serve.

He is never afraid of waiting, nor is he afraid of waiting. He is good at lying dormant in shallow grass, waiting for an opportunity to strike like a wolf.

But she didn't want to fight with him at all.

She raised the dagger to force him to let go, but under the absolute suppression of force, she seemed to have no chance of winning.

Li Xian only needed to grab her wrist to take the knife away.

But her eyes were red, and in the half second that he was stunned, he couldn't even tell whether it was tears or coldness that was shaking in her eyes.

In a split second, even more intense pain struck him again!

She gripped the hilt of the knife in reverse and struck him swiftly and without mercy, treating him completely as an enemy.

Yes. It was not tears or complaints, but anger.

Blood flowed down his arm.

If she didn't use all her strength when she stabbed his leg just now, then she must have used all her strength in this stab.

She tilted her head slightly, and his body trembled. Even though he ignored the pain, the last second was still a soft and gentle breath, and the next moment was blood and pain.

She knew this might anger him.

The knife hit the shoulder bone. If Li Xian himself was not a good doctor, this knife would have crippled his entire left arm.

He took the knife off his shoulder and placed it back next to the railing where she was sitting, intact and in good condition. His skin and flesh were rolled up and it looked very painful, but he didn't even breathe.

She lowered her eyes and looked at his strange behavior, suppressing her unwillingness, and the chill seeped from her bones. "My lord, you have committed crimes many times, do you know why I didn't kill you?"

He was just like Li Si, who was stabbed several times by the assassins from Huayang Palace. He seemed to have no sense of pain.

In fact, Li Xian has been deceiving himself all along, hasn't he?

He is not Li Si. He has all the memories, and if he believes that Xu Zhi will really kill Zhang Liang, then he has lived two lives in vain, and his ability to judge people is a joke.

But often the most certain things will bring people the deepest pain.

For example, the knife she chopped with all her strength.

She would not kill Zhang Liang, but he knew that if the time was right and if the trajectory was out of control, she would definitely get rid of him, without any surprise.

But when the time comes, will she shed a few tears for him like she did for Zhang Liang?

At this moment, there were only pupils that felt like they were being oppressed by dense clouds.

Li Xian started to lie to himself again.

He ignored her coldness and smiled: "You didn't kill me because you felt I was still useful."

As Li Xian spoke, he pulled off the relatively clean sleeve, grabbed her hand, not allowing her to break free, wiped the blood from her hand, and stained the black official uniform with his own blood.

He wiped his hands carefully and thoroughly.

"I told you that you shouldn't have blood on your hands. Even if you want to kill me, you don't have to do it yourself."

She pulled her hand away, looked down at him, and snorted, "You are so presumptuous, why do you think I won't punish you?"

He interrupted her, he had forgotten how he conquered cities and took advantage of her. A special kind of humility appeared on that gorgeous face, "Princess, you always know how to make the best use of things. Since I am useful, you should use me twice more."

He was 90% confident that he would not die.

Li Xian raised his hand and touched the bloody marks on the back of her neck. He saw that she was adjusting her hair as if no one was around, as if she didn't treat him as an outsider.

Perhaps she didn't think of him as a human being at all, and thought he was just a ghost that crawled out of hell, an evil ghost at that, with no intention of doing good.

"After returning to Xianyang, I will go to the Tingwei Prison to accept the punishment." He said this as if he hoped that others would not know that she was staying with him again.

Her reputation has been largely restored now, so it’s better to have less trouble than more.

The nobles of the six countries were secretly watching the fate of the Korean nobles. When they were all about to be purged, it was Ying Hehua who extended a helping hand.

She 'generously' invited the daughter of Zheng to enter the Zhilan Palace as a female official.

In their view, although Ying Hehua had been domineering since childhood, she was not a petty person. Ever since the news that the Zhang family had safely left Xianyang and retreated behind the scenes spread, everyone praised the tolerance of the Qin State.

As for the rumors about the princess and the young master, they were self-defeating.

Xu Zhi didn't want to argue with Li Xian any more. She felt a headache when she saw the pool of blood on the ground. She didn't know why he was so cruel? He had to provoke her to stab him a few times before he would be satisfied.

Little did he know that Li Xian felt that this was the closest connection between them. He was used to seeing cruelty and understood darkness, so he could not learn to endure and did not believe in silently protecting.

His gifts were always cruel. He wanted to put the sharpest knife in her hand, squeeze into her world in the most direct way, and hope that she would get what she wanted with the expectation of living and dying together.

It was not until this time that Xu Zhi's feet touched the ground and the person not far away caught her eye.

Chen Ping looked stunned. He quickly lowered his eyes, knelt respectfully, and knocked his head heavily to the ground with a bang.

Chen Ping felt that he was very unlucky! Very unlucky.

He originally presented the scroll to Xunzi and asked Sikong Ma to read it. Then he just turned around... wanting to find a secluded place to have a good rest during the heavy rain.

Who knew I would run into something like this!

He didn't know what Ying Hehua and Li Xian were planning, but this scene was not what he should see.

He's not stupid! He's not blind!

Chen Ping always thought that Yong'an just liked Zhang Liang. Everyone has hobbies and things they like, so of course she can like them. As for love, Chen Ping thought that she would not fall in love with anyone.

In order to maintain the prosperity of the Qin State, those in high positions needed to win over some loyal people.

For example, Li Si and Wang Wan were ministers of Ying Zheng.

Then he and they are just her subjects.

If a minister falls in love with the monarch without knowing what is good for him, he will definitely be asking for trouble!

Chen Ping felt sorry for Zhang Liang, as he had been smart all his life but he failed to see through this point.

But Chen Ping understood Zhang Liang, because Ying Hehua was definitely a fatal temptation. She was not like sugar mixed with arsenic, deceiving people to drink it. Instead, she did not hide that she was a bowl of poison. She directly held a cup of sweet wine. Before she swallowed it, she would tell you "drink it and you will die", but her eyes were shining with charming soft light, teaching you that you could no longer clearly understand the consequences of approaching her, and you could not refuse.

But from what he saw, her attitude towards Li Xian was completely different from her attitude towards Zhang Liang.

Chen Ping couldn't guess what a woman was thinking, but he understood her very well.

There is no one like Li Xian in the world. He is really a pervert, and he is so crazy! If it is said that Ying Hehua deceived Zhang Liang into drinking the poisoned wine, then Li Xian asked knowingly and still wanted to grab it.

How dare he? He hugged her waist in the cold rain, begging her to show him some mercy and also to ask for a place in her heart.

So, what he got was a picture of him covered in blood?

Chen Ping was really afraid that his body would be destroyed!

He couldn't afford to offend Li Xian, and Ying Hehua even more.

He saw that her attire was probably used to get closer to Xunzi.

He had been frightened by her more than once before, and dared not say anything. He could only bend his body lower, with his forehead touching the brick surface.

"..."

What is he shaking about?

Xu Zhi was oblivious to Chen Ping's fear.

She didn't bother to guess how much he had seen or what he thought of them.

"Everyone knows that Xunzi is staying at the Daliang Posthouse, so it is destined not to be a peaceful place. Lord Chen, please quickly prepare the catalog of the scrolls and give it to Supervisor Li for review later."

"promise."

Chen Ping had not run two steps before he heard a voice saying "Stop".

Li Xian said, "I cannot return to the capital in time, so Envoy Chen can report on my behalf. If the court official asks, I will say that I accidentally met a Qi person in Kaifeng, and I stayed with him for a day."

Li Xianzhen was no ordinary man. His black clothes were soaked with blood, and he used his sword to support his body.

His mind was extremely clear.

The matter was explained very well. Not only did he conceal everything that had just happened, but he also quietly pushed the feud onto the State of Qi, which gave Qin another excuse to attack Qi.

Chen Ping bowed quickly, "I understand."

The wind blew across the corridor and the rain was much lighter.

Xu Zhi walked over, and Li Xian pulled her, and he shook and grabbed her sleeve.

She wanted to open his hand, but she inappropriately recalled Zhang Liang's action of grabbing her sleeve in prison.

He will bleed a lot if he drinks that bottle of poison.

She turned around and saw Li Xian covered in injuries, and she didn't feel good at all.

To be honest, both Li Xian and Zhang Liang made the right bet on one thing.

She comes from the 21st century, and the education she received has imbued her with the compassion of the Chinese people that has existed for thousands of years.

She could never really learn the methodology of using people and then throwing them away.

She couldn't be so hard-hearted as to watch people fall into the abyss of hell.

Then he saw the noble princess turned sideways, the sunlight after the rain shining into her eyes, and she looked at him like a god.

"If you don't get bandaged, you'll be crippled and disabled this time."

Her tone was less harsh in its sarcasm.

He felt an invisible hand holding him.

It seems like comfort, but it also goes beyond comfort itself.

He would not know that a considerable part of the good qualities he yearned for came from the times he was living in, which he considered to be tragic.

For example, the freedom of nature, the equality of all people, or the pursuit of independence in one's life.

The Warring States Period was truly the worst and the best era.

This is exactly what Xunzi told him.

There is no right or wrong among the various schools of thought.