It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

The waning moon is as thin as a magatama, hidden among the clouds, drifting without any light.

The terrace is not high.

But he felt that all the wind and snow between the mountains and valleys were rushing towards him.

The hem of Zhang Liang's clothes fluttered in the wind, and even the frost flowers were reluctant to let him be exposed to the slightest bit of cold.

The frost swirled in the wind, slipped in through the gap in the wooden window, and floated onto the back of Xu Zhi's hand.

She was suddenly startled and when she turned around, Chen Ping was no longer kneeling on the ground.

"Her Royal Highness is a very tactful person," Li Xian said.

Xu Zhi chuckled, "When it comes to guessing someone's mind, Chen Ping is not as good as his brother. From beginning to end, his brother never showed up."

She is making a veiled accusation.

After saying that, she walked around Li Xian and tried to close the window, and her fingertips just touched the sandalwood.

He came over, grabbed her wrist, and pulled it gently, and she fell in front of him.

Xu Zhi stared at him holding her wrist, she smiled, "You'll be exposed if you're so jumpy."

As long as it involves disguise, Xu Zhi can really be friendly and businesslike. She ignored him and even gave him orders, just like when she was a child. She wanted him to pretend to be a teenager, but Li Xian would only stare at her lifelessly, and finally had to obey the order and get up to catch the Persian cat.

He let her go and gave her an imperceptible smile, "So what should we do?"

Xu Zhi pulled his sleeve and gestured twice, "This way, this way, both are fine. Anyway," "Don't pull me suddenly."

As she spoke, her eyelashes fluttered, bright and dimming in the light, like a butterfly flapping its wings about to fly.

"I never married in my previous life. If the princess wants to learn more, I will obey you."

There was not a single explicit word in his words, but they spoke volumes about two lifetimes, and happened to remind her of the time in Chu. At that time, he had seen through her inside and out!

He leaned over just in time.

Only then did Xu Zhi look at him seriously. His expression was gloomy and covered with a vague mist. The cold air turned into white mist, lingering between his upturned brows.

She was choked for a moment, turned her face away and changed the subject.

"You'd better take it easy. Meng Yi is also in Yongcheng."

The implication is that if something like what happened in Daliang happens again, it won't be as simple as her doing it alone.

"I think that compared to me, Meng Yi is perhaps the person the princess should remind her to be more careful about." Li Xian said leisurely, "But it doesn't matter. I still have some time in Yongcheng."

"If Meng Yi hadn't told me not to interfere with your official duties, I would have gone to Zheng's mansion to ask."

"Zheng Guo." He repeated his name, thinking about something else. "If you want to go to his house, you don't have to avoid me."

It is his habit to be cautious when speaking.

In fact, at some point when the thick snow melted, Li Xian thought carefully and realized that God was not stingy with him. God gave him many opportunities, but he did not seize any of them.

She said bluntly, "Zheng Guo has been in Guanzhong for more than ten years, and all he wanted to do his whole life was to be an engineer."

"Princess, are you willing to let him go to the Li River in Chu?"

Before Ying Zheng made his statement, Xu Zhi's answer could be seen as a test from Li Si. She couldn't answer the question directly.

Xu Zhi waved his hand, "...You know Zheng Guo doesn't have much political sense. And he is of Han ethnicity. If he stays in Yongcheng, he will sooner or later be used and killed by old nobles like Tian Dan."

Li Xian discovered that Xu Zhi knew even the details of the construction of the Lingqu Canal.

"My father thought the same way," he said.

But when she was in the game, it was not so clear how these chains were connected.

The window frame creaked in the wind and lifted up her long hair by her ears.

"It just so happens that he wants to repair the Lingqu Canal. With General Ren Xiong going with him, nothing will go wrong."

Li Xian slowly raised his hand and tucked her hair behind her ears, saying vaguely, "The night is still long. If Princess doesn't let the person outside the window leave quickly, do you want to waste the whole night with me?"

"Then get down to business," she answered simply.

Li Xian smiled and said, "You might as well hurry me up."

"Hurry up."

Xu Zhi heard the vibration of laughter and could only see the decoration on his collar. He only needed to lower his head slightly. This action was particularly ambiguous in the eyes of outsiders.

Unexpectedly, he did not stop where she wanted.

He has lost so much and failed so miserably that he considers being gentle to others as a specialty of others.

He wanted her to be aware of who was standing in front of her.

But Xu Zhi learned a lesson from his failure.

He rubbed it with his fingertips, leaving only a hint of red color.

"If you do this suddenly again, I will really take action," she said.

He bent his knuckles slightly and stopped at the side of her neck, his eyes lingering on the scarlet on his knuckles, as if still lingering on her fragrance.

"Can I?" he actually asked.

Xu Zhi forced a smile. "Should I say you are quite polite? Or should I give a slap to a pervert like you?"

His expression did not change, he lowered his head slightly, and his eyes seemed to have gone back an entire light-year.

His eyes were mixed with many dark colors.

Her hair passed through his fingers, like silk, like the passing of time.

He lowered his eyes and brushed away her hair that fell on her collarbone. "If I get a bruise on my face, it would be a disgrace to the princess."

As Li Xian spoke, he untied the red silk ribbon tied around his chin with one hand and placed his official hat on the table.

Now, except for the belt, it's all black, like a steep gray rock.

"Azhi, when will you give me a chance to have sex with you?"

Fortunately, he was straightforward and still asked her shamelessly! !

"I think you are stupid."

"... "

"You want to know?"

"Appreciate further details."

"It will probably be when the mountains are gone, the rivers are dry, the winter thunders roar, the summer snows, and the heaven and earth come together."

He didn't know that this was "Shang Xie" from the Han Dynasty.

The idea of ​​swearing to each other was translated into a firm refusal, which surprisingly seemed to fit.

He was silent, and some childhood memories from the past suddenly flashed before his eyes.

"Shangcai rains a lot, and there are constant thunders in winter. Shangjun is extremely cold, and there is snow in summer. As for the mountains, rivers, and heaven and earth. I can't answer them now, but that doesn't mean I won't have an answer in the future. I think one day, the mountains and rivers will change, and the sea and the sky will connect. I think you are still much kinder to me...than the horse with horns and the black-haired man as your majesty said."

He spoke extremely calmly, with a hint of genuine loyalty.

Li Xian hugged her waist, and she didn't push him away. Little did she know that Xu Zhiquan took what he just said as a joke.

He looked at her deeply, "If possible, I hope the princess can occasionally go with the flow."

"What past?"

"We are related by marriage."

She heard the faint sounds of birds outside, and the wind seemed to be mixed with frost and snow. The "Song of the White-haired Girl" she recited in Chengfu seemed to still be in her ears.

Xu Zhi heard the voice in her heart: if she and Zhang Liang had no result in this life, then she would have no result with anyone else.

She can't control her heart.

The only thing she could control was to bet everything on Qin.

Xu Zhi didn't show any expression on his face, and smiled calmly, "It depends on Li Shangqing's ability."

She glanced outside. "It's snowing so hard and it's late at night. No one will be watching us. You can leave now."

Li Xian turned around and hugged her, then looked at Xu Zhi with satisfaction as she waved at him hypocritically.

Xu Zhi returned to the inn.

Almost dizzy.

She took out the half jade ring from her suitcase.

She looked up at the hazy moon in the night sky. For some reason, she suddenly wanted to know what Zhang Liang was doing at this moment?

He is used to getting up early, so it's time for him to go to bed.

She thought again, he has forgotten the past, so how can he still have any habits?

Xu Zhi laughed, but felt cold all over.

The sandalwood has burned out and the lights in that room have gone out.

A long time passed, so long that the snow had turned his hair white, but Zhang Liang did not move an inch.

As pure as snow, as bright as the moon, the vows we made in the past are still vivid in my mind.

Her blood.

His blood.

Bright red, equally vivid.

His hands and feet were cold, and his heart was also cold.

At this time, an umbrella was hung over his head.

Someone was brushing the snow off him.

"Sir, it's cold, let's go back." The speaker was Tian Dan's sister.

"Sir, you will have to personally deliver the invitation to Mr. Zheng in a few days. You should take care of your health."

The moonlight on a frosty day has an almost blue tint.

How can you have the best of both worlds when you are covered in snow and wind?

Nine months ago, Zhang Liang was stunned when he saw Mo Qi dressed as a traveling doctor.

"You drank his medicine, too."

Mo Qi stopped and didn't want to explain any more. He and Han Fei were the first to discover that Zhang Liang was alive and had not lost his memory. That's why they said "it's hard to play a draw" after Ying Hehua came.

"I should have believed it earlier. What Zhao Jia said was true," said Zhang Liang.

She really wouldn't kill him.

He also couldn't pretend to be sincere despite being full of calculations.

But why did they reach such a desperate point?

Mo Qi walked a few steps, turned around and looked at Zhang Liang, and silently sighed, "If the end of fate is just life and death, it is also very merciful."

"Zhang Liang,"

As soon as Mo Qi opened his mouth, he realized that there was no need to talk too much with people like Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang was almost mysterious in his ability to control everyone's movements. He always had a kind of respect for him mixed with fear.

Being too smart is almost a pain.

"The thing I used to save my teacher back then actually worked on Liang himself - holding his breath." He smiled and said, "Maybe no one wants me to remember the past."

He calculated that Ying Zheng would not want him to die at this juncture, he calculated that Li Si would compromise, and he knew that Yao Jia would rush to ensure the safety of his entire family.

He also roughly understood why Li Xian sent people to Liyang again and again.

When did Mo Qi drink the medicine?

The soft sound of snow under Zhang Liang's feet gave him the answer.

——Six years ago, near Yongcheng, in the cave of Guxiakou. The girl sobbed and hurriedly put all the precious medicine into his mouth. Li Xian also used a lot of medicine on his wound during the operation.

Modern people call this condition antibodies.

But they walked into the hustle and bustle, and in the end only silence was left.

Drinking on a strange road, old friends are gone.

After all Zhang Liang's calculations, he never expected that he would see her again in this identity.