It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

"Junior brother, will you leave Xianyang?"

Han Fei was dressed in white and stood in the gray rain. They all looked very small in front of the brown building.

This was the third time that he and Li Si had been exposed to the same heavy rain.Under the eaves of one roof, white beads were dancing and shattering on the ground.

But what Han Fei said back then was: Junior brother, are you determined to go to Qin?

The moment Li Si saw Han Fei, he smiled instantly.

Then he shook his head.

Wang Wan gave a step away and closed the umbrella on his own.

"Brother Wan, why are you here?"

"I met Princess Howard on the way and had some words with her."

Li Si didn't say anything, but his eyes became deep.

The three of them entered Yuelin Palace, and Han Fei took out a stack of letters between Zheng Guo and Zhao Jia.

After Wang Wan read it carefully, he put the letter on the table and said in a deep voice: "Zhao Jia originally talked with Zheng Guo. If he wants him not to talk about canal repair, Zheng Guo will have to ask Han An for details. Change."

Li Si wrung out the hem of his clothes and said without hesitation: "It seems that Zhao Jia really wants to return to the Kingdom of Zhao and become the king. He will not hesitate to use the entire hidden line as a sacrifice."

Han Fei glanced at Li Si in surprise. "Don't you really know who...these letters are from?"

Li Si concentrated, thinking that Han Fei would say Ying Hehua's name.

With Han Fei's insight, it was impossible for him not to notice something strange about the little princess.

Unexpectedly, Han Fei just smiled and remained silent about the name.

Han Fei felt that things were becoming more confusing and interesting.

Li Si didn't know that his son was the man behind Zheng Guo's situation?

The sky continued to darken in confusion.

The wind pressure was lower, and the branches outside Xianyang Palace were swaying in the cold rain. The leaves turned from green to yellow, from yellow to gray, and gradually disappeared into the noise of the wind and rain.

The sigh of dusk will not reveal its expectations for the night, just like Ying Zheng sitting alone in the huge palace at this moment.

He ordered people to blow out a large number of lamps in the temple and thought alone in the darkness. This was a habit he had developed for a long time.

Zheng Guo's affairs involve South Korea and Zhao. Although Zhao Jia is the one who took the lead in muddying the waters, how can he be considered a danger?

From Yu Yingzheng's point of view, Zhao Jia is just a clown.

This can only be regarded as the most ordinary court meeting among the countless crises he has handled.

The death of the late king, the rebellion in Huayang Palace, Lao'ai's rebellion, Chengjiao's rebellion, Lu Buwei's move to Shu...

Which struggle is not more fierce than this one?

But why does Ying Zheng always feel that there is an emptiness in his heart?

He listened to the rain.

The rain in Xianyang is very different from that in Handan. The raindrops in Xianyang quickly slide onto both sides of the street on the steps, and the rainwater flows without stopping for a moment.

The lanterns placed on the bronze tree were lit by the palace people, and there was only the crackling sound of burning in the entire palace. The shadows of the lamps swayed, and Ying Zheng's shadow kept lengthening and suddenly shortening.During such a long and short change, a small figure slipped out from the door.

"Is there anyone in there?"

He didn't expect anyone to suddenly break the silence that belonged to him.

No one is so bold.

Xu Zhi was actually only [-]% sure that Ying Zheng was inside.

Xu Zhi was still worried about Li Si at first. Now that she had sent Wang Wan to the direction of Yuelin Palace, Li Si would not bribe Zhao Gao to send the "Book of Remonstrance and Expulsion" this time.

Zheng Li was absent from Zhilan Palace for some reason, so she made an excuse to find her mother and concubine.

She stared at the lamp in her hand with her heart hanging, the wick swaying in the wind, and she thought about what she wanted to say later.

It would be best if Ying Zheng heard it with his own ears. If not, it would not be in vain if the maid heard it and then told it to anyone in the palace.

Xu Zhi stepped into the palace door, the coolness of the floor came from the soles of her feet, and the moisture with moisture seeped out from the ground.Perhaps because of the Hetu jade plate, her senses became very sharp.

The further inside it gets, the darker it gets.

Xu Zhi's palms were sweaty and her heart was pounding. With a lot of courage, she tried her best to say what she wanted to say in the innocent tone she had imagined.

"Brother Wang? Have you returned to the palace?...Has Zhao Jia told you the truth?"

"Mother, where are you? I'm lost."

At this time, Xu Zhi felt that she should cry a little bit.

She was thinking this before she had time to make an expression. The tear glands began to work consciously, and there was a sour part in her heart.

Xu Zhi suddenly associated this scene with a scene from her childhood.

Her father travels frequently and her mother also works.

Until she went to college, she stayed with herself every dark night.

"It's really dark here..."

"Concubine, where are you? I'm afraid of the dark."

She walked in one direction.

Being afraid of the dark is a fear Xu Zhi has developed since childhood.

The lights in the main hall made the lamp in her hand look insignificant.

Xu Zhi felt as if she had walked a long way, so far that she couldn't judge the distance.This hall seemed to have no end. Such endless emptiness reminded her of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses in the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang.

She squeezed the handle of the lamp tightly, feeling increasingly uncertain.

She began to regret that maybe she really shouldn't have walked around.

She even wondered if she had gone somewhere again?Is there anything more bizarre than time travel?

Xu Zhi suppressed her fear and asked, "Is there anyone there?"

"Is there anyone in there?"

As soon as she finished saying this, she stumbled over a small threshold. The moment she stepped into the inner hall, the smell of wooden utensils hit her face, and she had a vague feeling of familiarity.

It’s hard to put a finger on it, but it’s certainly very familiar.

The low questions were like bubbles exploding in the darkness.

"Howard?"

This is Ying Zheng’s voice!

She turned another corner in a daze and saw the location of the light and the source of the sound.

"He Hua," Ying Zheng's tall body stood in front of her.

He carefully protected a fire folder in his hand, and the fire core illuminated his face, creating a clear reflection on the huge bookshelf behind him.

"How did you find it here?"

"Father." Xu Zhi's eyes welled up with tears.

Ying Zheng sighed and waved to her, "Come here."

After hearing Ying Zheng's gentle and gentle tone so many times, she really wanted to think of herself as Ying Hehua.

But she is Xu Zhi.

"Father, am I your biological child?"

This rare direct and childish questioning immediately stunned Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng suddenly laughed, "Are you blaming me for how I dealt with your savior?"

Xu Zhi couldn't tell at all that he had other questions about this issue.

Did he still believe her first story?

"No. It was Zhao Jia who agreed to me. He said he wanted to return to the place where he was born and raised. Doctors have said the principle of "fallen leaves return to their roots", and I think this is common sense. That's why I am willing to help him speak."

She saw the shadow of the lamp dancing on Ying Zheng's robe, and Ying Zheng's eyes when he looked at her remained gentle and kind.

"If I don't let Zhao Jia go, will He Hua be angry?"

Xu Zhi felt that at this juncture, it was a good thing not to put him back.

I originally wanted to give Zhao Jia a favor, but it turned out that he didn't need it at all.

If he is not returned to Zhao State, his subsequent alliance with Yan Dan and Zhao Yan may come to an end.

Xu Zhi looked into Ying Zheng's eyes and said innocently: "Except Zhao Jia, anyone who is an obstacle to Da Qin will not be let go."

Ying Zheng looked at her gently, with a small flickering light burning in his pupils, and his eyes were as clear as obsidian.

Like a lonely lighthouse on a huge sea.