Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Assassination, failed.

The hired dead men were supposed to cover Zhang Liang's retreat, but she lost the belief in escaping. Zifang knew that no matter whether the assassination was successful or not, she would never go back to Xianyang City.

Assuming she is already the head of the family, it will be easy to solve, but under the order of the first emperor, the nobles of the six countries eliminated the extremely vicious murderers, and no one was killed. Her fathers lived well one by one, and the family is still in the hands of the oldest generation. , the status of the Patriarch is more like a bottle cap that can be replaced at any time. There are many talented people, and even more want to replace it.

"Patriarch, retreat."

The dead man came to Zifang and covered her retreat.

She smiled, and there was no smile in the smile.

"Where to go?"

"..."

Zifang sighed: "Escape, wherever you want, as long as you survive."

"Homeowner..."

"Don't worry, I won't be arrested by the Qin people, and I won't leave my body to the first emperor, dragging down the family."

The bright eyes fluctuated like water, the girl tightened her fingers a little, and walked along the Yellow River for a long time.

The wind and sand started.

blurred vision.

Just watch the Yellow River surge into the sky.

It will not be so easy for the elite Qin army to search for the remnants in the wind and sand. She can continue to escape, but she is tired. It is not difficult to make a comeback. The difficulty is that the extraordinary fatigue cannot support the fallen heart.

The more she grows, the more complicated her inner world becomes, and she will no longer be able to cry because of unhappiness like a child. The only thing a girl can do is to squat down and wait for the burden to become the last straw that crushes her.

In the middle of the night, beside the deserted Yellow River, the hazy stars vaguely connect into the Milky Way, leaving only the cold moon dotted in the deep sky like a curtain.

"For the time being, it's still a meaningful life."

The scenes compiled by memory fragments flowed one after another, the conflict between the restoration of the country and the prosperous age, the collision between fulfilling the mission of the family and burying the prince who had favored her with his own hands, and the beautiful picture broke again in an instant.

She hesitated and lowered her eyes, looking into the unreal abyss.

"The water is cold..."

The tone was a little uncertain, as if the mood was ups and downs at the moment.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes, and jumped down.

However, there was no pain of being surrounded by ice.

A bloody right hand grabbed the girl's arm, and the bloody clothes under the night were shocking.

"You can really run."

"Prince..." She opened her eyes, "You! How did you catch up?"

"I have special tracking skills, you don't understand. This old-fashioned scene, you people who want to die, can you innovate it! There is no novelty at all."

Yan Ce didn't respond angrily, lying on the edge of the cliff at this time, his left hand was injured again and again, and he didn't know if it could recover, but his right hand held her hand tightly, the blood between the fingers made it difficult for him to hold her hand .

"If it weren't for you, maybe it would have been successful." She showed a bright smile, with a bit of a poignant taste, "It's a pity, I almost chose the right one."

"You chose the wrong one, Your Majesty, she actually went north, no matter which one is empty."

"I know it's empty." She could feel the strength in Yan Ce's hands gradually slacking off, and she said calmly, "When being charged, the Imperial Guard's defensive center of gravity was wrong for a moment."

"Then you are great." Yan Ce persuaded: "So, what are you trying to kill yourself for?"

"Otherwise, let you catch me and blackmail my family?" She asked back, "Of course, there is no need to think about this now."

Watching Yan Ce's silent reaction, Ovary skipped over this topic.

"I'm dead, maybe it's a good thing for Shengshi, and there is one less person who opposes Qin."

Taking advantage of the last moment, she made a thoughtful expression, as if she didn't regard the prince as an enemy at all.

"Xiang Yan generously donated all his wealth. If one day the Emperor Shihuang was in danger, he and the nobles of the six countries would rebel. My suggestion is to return to Xianyang immediately, under the pretense of the Emperor Shihuang's order, and kill everyone at once without any precautions. This is a very bad method, but it is the most effective, but I don't know where your ideal is?"

"...Ideal, sold."

She felt the boy's hands tremble, and joked, "Who did you sell it to, and what did you buy it for?"

"Sold it to a woman, and bought firewood, rice, oil...salt." Yan Ce struggled even more, until the joints were pulled out of shape, and he rarely said rudely: "You bastard, can you hold your arm, my wrist is about to dislocate!"

"Good good."

Zifang sighed, as if comforting a child, although she was actually younger than Yan Ce, pinching his broken cuff with her fingers.

"I almost forgot. I did the dirty work of slandering the prince's reputation. I apologize to you. But you have tormented me for a few days, let's make it even." She looked at Yan Ce's hand and said, "Let go , or fall together.”

"You can't surrender?"

She looked down at the abyss that was completely invisible, "I'm about to die, does it matter whether you surrender or not?"

"It doesn't matter to you, it matters to me."

Seeing that Yan Ce never let go, a faint warmth surged into the heart of the ovary inexplicably, the girl's eyes softened, and the corners of her lips raised a sly arc.

"Okay, you let go, if I can survive, you will be my master in the future."