A Romantic Story of a Girl from the Qin Dynasty

On the other side of the palace, Yue Ji also hugged Cheng Yu and did not dare to let go. She remained silent and just cried silently.

"Mom, I'm not hurt, you don't need to be so sad."

Yue Ji was sobbing, feeling extremely sad. If anything went wrong today, her child would probably die soon. Just thinking about such a thrilling scene makes people shudder.

"For no reason, why did you go to Ying Zheng? Didn't General Meng Ao teach you?"

Seeing his mother crying, Cheng Yu also became sad. He wiped his mother's tears with his sleeves and responded in a low voice.

"I missed Meng Tian so much. I originally wanted to find him, but when I got there, I was playful and accidentally caused a disaster."

Yue Ji hugged Cheng Yu and held him tightly in her arms. Her cheek was pressed tightly against the child's face, crying and laughing at the same time.

"Fortunately, it was not you who was injured today, but you were also lucky. Someone saved you!"

"Yes, fortunately, my brother came to the rescue. He and I have not spoken much. I didn't expect that he would risk his life to save me today!"

When Ying Zheng was mentioned again, Cheng Yu's expression changed. It was no longer alienated, but full of admiration.

"Having such a brother is Chenglong's blessing, aren't you right? Mother."

Hearing what Cheng Yu said, Yue Ji's face darkened. Although she was unhappy, the child had just experienced life and death, so she couldn't blame her. She could only remind her in a calm tone.

"This brother of yours is coming to compete with you for the throne, Xiu'er, you must not have a heart-to-heart relationship with him, or you will miss a big deal!"

Although the eight-year-old Cheng Yu was ignorant, he understood the meaning of his mother's words. When he saw his usually gentle mother, he showed an expression of extreme desire for power, which seemed a little inconsistent and weird.

"But...my brother is the eldest son, so he should inherit the throne of the crown prince. How can it be my turn?"

"Confused!"

Yue Ji poked Cheng Yu's forehead and reminded again

"Since ancient times, it is true that the eldest son inherits the throne, but it is not without accidents! He..."

Yue Ji just wanted to continue speaking, but when she saw Cheng Xi's innocent look, she hesitated, but she couldn't help but continue her original sentence.

What a pity today! If Ying Zheng was trampled to death by a horse like this, it would be a big problem for him! That boy's life is really tough! This is just a broken arm!

It seems that only Wang Jian saw the clues to this accident. He took advantage of the night and when the palace was quiet, and went alone to the stable where Qianliju was guarded.

When the boy in charge of the stables saw Wang Jian's arrival, he hurried out to greet him. He nodded and bowed in a very respectful tone.

"Master Wang, why are you here today? Is there anything important going on?"

"Are you the ordinary boy who looks after Qianliju?"

Wang Jian was not polite and asked questions directly.

"Yes, yes, it's the villain."

"Where is Qianliju now?"

"It was shot to death by an arrow, and it was dragged and buried. Today it accidentally injured the young master. Even if it was not shot to death by your Excellency, there is no room for it here."

Wang Jian inspected the stables and saw that the original war horses had been driven into their respective stables.

"Is the place where Qianliju used to live still there?"

"Yes, yes!"

The boy quickly stretched out his hand to lead the way.

"Right here, Qianliju is going crazy today, and the slaves are afraid that it will be unlucky. So now we specially clean all the stone troughs where Qianliju used to live, and the food troughs, to remove the evil spirits."

Wang Jian walked into the place where Qianliju used to live and saw that this place was no different from other stables, even spacious.

"Has Qianliju behaved unusually these past few days?"

The boy blinked a few times, shook his head and said

"No, Qianliju was originally a gift from another country. Your Majesty liked it very much, so he ordered many people to take care of it. Not only is this house the largest, but it also has the most servants to serve. It also provides the most exquisite meals three times a day. We haven’t been short of fodder and all kinds of beans for a day.”

Listening to what the boy said, Wang Jian was a little confused. Could it be that he had made a mistake? Could this really be an accident?

"Where did this fodder come from?"

"It was a retired veteran who was in charge. His family has raised horses for the monarch for three generations, and there has never been any mistakes."

Wang Jian looked around the stable again, and suddenly his eyes fell on the trough where Qianliju usually used to eat.

"Is this the fodder Qianliju ate today?"

He saw there were some residue left in the trough

"Yes, yes. I prepared some today, but it's a pity that this animal is not lucky enough to enjoy it!"

Wang Jian took a closer look at the remaining forage. Looking left and right, he grabbed a handful and looked carefully. Suddenly, he found that the ordinary forage was mixed with some powdery stuff, which was blue-grey in color. If you don't see it yourself, the color is very similar to the color of the food trough, and it's not easy to notice at all.

"What is this?"

Wang Jian raised his hand to the young man's eyes. The young man was stunned for a moment, then sniffed it with his nose. He was suddenly shocked and fell to his knees.

"Master Wang, this thing... is dried and ground horse tripe grass!"

Horse stumbles?

Wang Jian smiled

"It's like a horse tripping its intestines if the livestock is used carelessly, at least going crazy, or at worst being poisoned and dying, right?"

The young man kneeling on the ground was shivering, nodded his head, and responded quickly.

"Yes, yes! But this has nothing to do with the villain! The villain has no idea that there is such dirt in the trough!"

Wang Jian smiled, half of the truth about this matter was finally revealed! Just as I thought, this incident was not an accident. Someone deliberately wanted to harm Ying Zheng.

"I know it's not you..."

Wang Jian's tone was quite majestic. He did not ask the boy to get up immediately. Instead, he grabbed a handful of fodder and put it into the purse he carried with him. He looked at the boy and said slowly.

"You are not allowed to mention to anyone that this fodder is mixed with horse intestines. If you leak even half a word, you...you also know the consequences, right?"

"Yes, yes! My slave will never say a word! My slave will just pretend that nothing happened!"

Wang Jian looked around and said to him again

"You leave the food trough used by Qianliju. This stable will be empty for now. Maybe there will be new horses coming soon."

Wang Jian returned home with the property, but did not reveal the matter to Meng Tian. He understood deeply that there were intrigues in the palace. Although Meng Tian was a close servant of Ying Zheng, he was not 100% sure to believe him now, so he did not tell anyone. , but went directly to Yingzheng’s palace.

After experiencing a life-and-death event today, Ying Zheng was naturally not sleepy at all. He lay alone on the bed and stared at the dome in a daze, and Shimi's appearance naturally appeared in front of his eyes.

Although his right hand still hurt, the feeling of missing him was not washed away by the pain.

It has been half a year since I left Zhao Country. I don’t know how she is doing now, whether she is well or not. Everything has become unknown.

There's still half a year left...

Ying Zheng couldn't help but sigh.