It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

The snow that night also fell on Li Xian's hair, and in the mottled snow, he rode his horse at full speed, and the frosty wind hit his face like a knife.

Only the jade plate placed close to his arms could still sense his body temperature.

How is this return trip different from the one he returned to Xianyang from Shu eleven years ago?

The same thing is that there will be a funeral in Xianyang soon.

The difference is that she will no longer wait for him in the snow, and all that is left for him is the grayness of the years.

The cold wind blew up and down the large pieces of silk like waves, a silent storm. Floating along with the silk was something called daylily paper, which made an inappropriate sound of creaking and scraping.

Snow and wind complement each other, like knives and swords, just like him and her.

"Princess... According to investigation, Shu tea was given to Chen Ping by Zhang Liang when he was in Liyang... As for the tea Zhang Liang obtained, it was given by the Liyang magistrate as a token of sympathy for the nobles who moved west. This Liyang magistrate was transferred from Nanjun to Guanzhong years ago."

"Princess, you are right. Lord Yao Jia did admit that he sent people to monitor the Liyang Movement..."

With so many strategies and calculations, what can we still believe in?

The snow was getting heavier. Li Xian approached without saying a word. She ignored his tiredness.

Under the eaves of the palace, snow was falling, but Shen Zhi pointed his sword at him.

He glanced at Shen Zhi, smiled playfully at Xu Zhi behind her, bent his elbows, raised his hands slightly, and took a step back to the middle of the snowy sky.

"I have just returned to the capital, and the princess is waiting for you like this?"

If Wang Wan had not spat out that mouthful of black blood in front of her, she would probably never have thought of checking the reason for his sudden deterioration of his condition.

This answer shocked her - the Shu tea that Wang Wan often drank had problems. Thinking carefully, if Wang Wan disappeared in the later period of history books, this ending was not surprising.

But this incident almost exhausted her last bit of patience with him.

Xu Zhi looked at him, silent.

The overlap of history books and reality, deception and lies, calculation and sincerity made her feel dizzy.

She suppressed the question that was about to come out of her mouth, thinking that she had just promised Wang Wan that she would have to walk the same path on her own.

Li Si had already taken over the post of prime minister. Li Xian had returned from Chu. He wrote in a letter that he would be taking part in a tour soon and was also planning to kill Zhao Gao on the way.

And when she doesn't have the real power in her hands and her marriage is not finalized, it is not appropriate for her to make enemies everywhere. On the contrary, she should resolve past grudges.

In the second when she was distracted, he had already passed Shen Zhi and approached Xu Zhi, holding her wrist. He just turned away from Shen Zhi and made a sword flower. The sword she had drawn was put back into the sheath. The whole action was as smooth as flowing water, which showed that his martial arts had improved a lot over the years.

"How dare you! Let His Highness go!" Shen Zhi shouted. She reacted very quickly and in a blink of an eye, the long sword was placed on the back of his neck.

Li Xian also turned a deaf ear to it.

He stared into Xu Zhi's eyes, and with a little force, he hung the dagger back on her waist.

"I have done many wrong things, Your Highness, please do not use it to hurt yourself again."

His hoarse voice came out from his dry and cracked lips, "I came back to see the princess because I have something important to discuss..."

Unexpectedly, she interrupted him directly, "It's a frosty month, the sky is bright, and you came in the snow, so it's inevitable that you will get frost and ice on your body."

She raised her head slightly, but did not reject him from afar. She just looked at him quietly and spoke quietly.

Even if she changed her clothes, time was so tight that she didn't have time to tidy up her whole body. Her messy hair made Li Xian feel a little disgusted by her gaze for the first time.

The corners of her lips curled up slightly, as if she was smiling. Was it a sincere smile?

He heard her say again,

"You have come from afar, day and night. You have been a distinguished guest in my palace all these years. I should set up an altar and burn incense."

Li Xian followed her into the inner hall of Zhilan Palace. This was the first time, and they came at night, which seemed legitimate.

So when Shen Zhi asked him to take off his sword, he did it obediently.

The lights in the central hall of Zhilan Palace were dim, and charming light was shining everywhere.

Li Si had told him to stay away from her many years ago, and even tried every means to get him to serve as an official far away from Xianyang, but it was in vain.

He despised Zhang Liang, who appeared to be a gentleman but could not resist provocation.

In fact, in this respect, he is even worse than Fu Cao. If he is given a little sweetness, he will be so stupid that he will forget everything.

As they drank, Li Xian lost all his internal strength.

Li Xian was not an ordinary person after all. He reacted immediately. However, it would take some time for even the most powerful person to break free from the spell Mo Qi had created on Mount Zhongnan.

"...!"

He didn't even hold her sleeve.

Her voice dropped over him.

"Since you, Li Shangqing, said that you are useful and it would be worthwhile for me to use you twice, then I will do as you say, okay?"

Li Xian thought of two possibilities.

Or maybe she had found out that the tea he asked Liyang Ling to give to Zhang Liang contained something that prolonged his amnesia, and she was going to settle the score with him.

Or maybe she has discovered her marriage in Yongcheng and wants to treat Meng Yi with respect.

She would rather kill him than the latter.

Li Xian half leaned on the table and presented the seal of transfer ordering him back to the capital to her. He talked about the whereabouts of King Mi You of Chu and Zhao Rong, and also talked about the jade plate he found in Yunmengze.

He said that this was probably something similar to the jade plate that Fusu had given her before.

Chu people are always stubborn, he and his father are like this. Qin people are quite direct, Li Xian grew up in Qin. Xu Zhi knew with his feet that the jade stone could not be picked up by him by the Yunmengze Lake. He must have tortured the Chu Wu Clan over and over again and then snatched it from them.

Li Xian finally saw clearly what was happening before him. Xu Zhi was no longer in the central hall.

He instantly thought of a third possibility and immediately regained his stern expression.

"What does she mean?"

"Thank you for your hard work, please come back to Xianyang later." Shen Zhi said, "The princess has said before that if you leave midway and something happens, Your Highness will not be responsible at all."

Afterwards, Li Xian was locked up in the dark room of Zhilan Palace.

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The next day, the snow had not stopped in Zhangtai Palace.

The snowflakes fell on her eyelashes, but didn't catch and landed on her palms.

Xu Zhi personally handed the book to Ying Zheng. During the whole process, his expression did not change at all, and it seemed that he did not even hesitate.

No one knows what she was thinking when she saw the edict and wrote it last night.

Ying Zheng looked at the two names above and was confused at first.

He scanned to the end of the text, and the words "Yang Zi" on the copper seal were eye-catching red on the silk cloth!

But she also said, "I hope my father will approve it."

The winter wind made the already cold secret room even colder. But this place where the books were stored was exactly the one where the father and daughter had talked many years ago.

The orange glow fell into her eyes, and the candlelight lit up, making her cheeks red.

Xu Zhi had already thought about the treacherous politics and the hateful human heart, so she was able to calculate Yao Jia into this game. Because she was familiar with the emperor's heart, she always remained sober. The emperor, the father, was Ying Zheng.

It was not until the imperial edict actually fell into her hands that she realized that she seemed not to understand Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng also felt that he had never seen his daughter clearly.

He saw his daughter bowing and respectfully walking out of the temple, leaving him with only the sound of burning lights.

When did it start?

After falling off the cliff from Guxiakou, after returning from Chu State? Or after watching Dunwei become weak and self-determined...

Zhao Gao saw a lonely look on Ying Zheng's face that he hadn't seen for a long time.

But this time, the person who spoke to comfort Ying Zheng was not him.

"Hehua has been like this since he was a child."

There was a hint of hesitation in Ying Zheng's dark eyes. "Ah Li. I remember that He Hua was very quiet when he was young." He took two steps and added, "Similar to now."

Zheng Li paused, then smiled softly, "Your Majesty remembered it wrongly. At that time, Hehua caused me a lot of trouble. She was always active and lively, and especially didn't like living in the palace. She rode back and forth along the Wei River, and often went outside the palace to the Tingwei Mansion."

"Madam, you think I am biased..."

Zheng Li put his hand half-covered his mouth and shook his head.

The wind blew slowly behind Zheng Li's ears.

"Our Hehua was born in the royal court and grew up in troubled times. She has the talent to lobby the princes and recruit think tanks. How could Your Majesty be willing to let the right to choose her marriage fall into the hands of others and become a conspiracy?"

Apart from Zheng Li, there is no one else in the world who understands Ying Zheng so well.

"The two sons of the Meng family are upright and righteous, but they cannot both marry my daughters."