It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Xu Zhi slowly raised his head and saw a tall figure standing above the broken shadows in his peripheral vision.

There was a sunset behind him, and the backlight made it difficult for her to see the coldness in his eyes.

The cold wind stirred his sleeves.

"Father?"

Ying Zheng kept walking, walking steadily, and remained silent, not answering the call like he usually did.

His attention was always on Han Fei.

The sound of more footsteps reached in front of Xu Zhi, and the warriors holding swords and axes formed two teams.

Among the many tall guards, they were like a wall, blocking Xu Zhi's sight.

They surrounded Han Fei and Zhang Liang.

Fortunately, there was a gap on her side, and he could see Xuanchang's figure.

"Father, what are you doing?"

Ying Zheng didn't speak immediately. A cold light appeared in his dark eyes, and he said coldly: "I have to ask Mr. Han Fei."

He looked at his daughter and said, "Hehua, come here."

Xu Zhi suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and gave Han Fei a comforting smile.

She took a deep look at Zhang Liang. Zhang Liang didn't know why her eyes suddenly looked so sad.

Ever since she saw this posture, the whole hall seemed to be filled with cold wind.

According to historical records: Han Fei died in Qin Prison.

Did she just postpone the time and not fundamentally change Han Fei's tragedy?

Could it be that Han Fei didn't commit suicide or was killed by Li Si, but...

She looked at Ying Zheng from a short distance away.

Ying Zheng inadvertently missed her gaze and looked directly at Han Fei. His voice was cold and he said in a cold voice: "Sir, you only care about Korea in your heart, and I can tolerate it. If you stay in the Qin Palace, I can always tolerate your alienation."

Ying Zheng lowered his head slightly, his face blurred under the bead curtain.

Han Fei stood up without any shock. He bowed respectfully to Ying Zheng, then laughed softly in a low voice. His tone returned to an indifferent and dead silence, as if what Xu Zhi had just said to him had never existed.

"The king has nothing to threaten me now."

It seems that this river, river and moon have never flowed in the land of Qin.

After Han Fei finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to stop Zhang Liang from stepping forward. He glanced at Ying Hehua with a rather complicated look on his face.

It seems like a smile but not a smile, it seems like pain but not joy, it seems like happiness and sadness.

After Ying Zheng noticed his action, he said something.

"Then please sir, go where you belong."

"I," Ying Zheng paused. He did not say the straightforward sentence of "go to jail."

Such an atmosphere instantly brought her back to the night when she first arrived at Qin Palace and saw Han Fei.

Xu Zhi felt a kind of fatal powerlessness, which eventually gathered into chaos.

Is it really as Ying Long said - fate cannot be changed?

This transformation above the main hall was even quieter than the Han Palace, but it gave Xu Zhi endless delusions.

Han Fei's back gradually condensed into a point.

Only then did Xu Zhi see that there were no golden leaves in the cold winter, and there were many layers of dead leaves falling to the ground. No one had set foot in Zhilan Palace for a long time, and no one came to clean the palace, which led to such a scene.

What happened in Xianyang Palace during the time she left Korea?

Her heart felt empty, and she didn't know where they would end up.

Xu Zhi couldn't think about it anymore, she couldn't fall short.

She must know the reason why Ying Zheng wants Han Fei to go to jail.

If it was because of the assassination, she could still ask for mercy.

The sunset was bloody, and she ran out of the palace gate and saw Ying Zheng's back. Unexpectedly, there were two people standing beside him.

One is Li Si and the other is Zhao Gao.

Xu Zhi suddenly felt a heavy cloud in her heart, which made her feel chest tight, breathless, and indescribably depressed.

She seemed to see two hands corroding the white light and creating the beacon of the empire.

She broke away from Qiu Xi's hold on her hand, suddenly breaking the scene.

No matter what they were discussing, Xu Zhi forcefully entered their sight.

At the previous moment, "I am afraid that Princess Hehua mistakenly regarded Han Fei as an assassin. The princess does not know the king's plan. Does the king want me to explain to the princess in private?" Li Si said with a hand.

"It's okay."

Ying Zheng stared at Li Si and recalled He Hua's words to Han Fei. Her words directly demonstrated her admiration for him. He didn't expect that she understood him so well and didn't even care about Han Fei. Wanting to kill her.

His expression darkened.

Until this sound, the anxious "Father" sounded in his ears.

The slight emotion quickly disappeared in the eyes

After Xu Zhi broke this rather unpleasant scene, she felt relieved for no reason.

"Father, are you injured?"

"Injuried?"

"I know it was you who saved me in Huayang Palace. He Hua brought the resentment of South Korea to Qin Palace, which made my father worried..."

Ying Zheng waited patiently for her next words.

Ever since she came back from Korea and saw Ying Zheng again, she seemed to be even more afraid of the oppression brought by the word "King of Qin".

But now she and Ying Zheng were the only ones present. Xu Zhi watched him look at her calmly, waiting gently for her to speak slowly.When Xu Zhi was exposed to this stare, she suddenly felt that she was a little insane. If she returned to modern times and told her colleagues that Ying Zheng might be a loving father, would she be ridiculed and said that she read the Historical Records? It went into the dog's belly.

But she could no longer pretend to be such a pretentious person.

So is she Xu Zhi or Ying Hehua?

The winter wind blew Ying Zheng's beaded curtains gently swaying, and she met his eyes in the sunset.

When she came into contact with that powerful gaze, how many righteousnesses of the world did she bear, and how many people's fates were entangled in her?

Now she has become a part of her destiny.

When Xu Zhi was about to say these words for Han Fei, and when she was still preparing to push Zhang Liang to Ying Zheng's eyes, she thought about this clearly.

She is Xu Zhi.

Also Ying Hehua.

She wants to save Han Fei, and Ying Zheng is her closest relative.

"After He Hua returned to Qin from Korea, he thought deeply about the danger of Korea's national destruction. Not a day went by without thinking deeply about why Korea would be destroyed?"

"Why did Han die? Does Hehua know the answer?"

Xu Zhi turned his attention to the young man who was surrounded by guards in the palace.She asked her father to wait for a while and ran to Zhang Liang on her own.

"Brother Zifang, you have answered this question for me before, can you tell it to my father again?"

"Why did Korea die?" Zhang Liang's memory was pulled back to the scene on the wall of the Han Palace that day. Ying Hehua himself knew the source of this answer, but he deliberately hid it in front of the King of Qin.

The King of Qin was familiar with Han Fei's works, so it was impossible for him not to know the answer, but he deliberately asked this question to Ying Hehua.

Zhang Liang felt that the father and daughter were really similar.

When he heard what Ying Hehua said to Han Fei, even he was moved.

Is she doing this to help Han Fei?

Before Zhang Liang could speak, his cuffs were secretly pulled down by Ying Hehua.

She was obviously not as patient as her father in waiting for this.