VII

A few months later, the weather was getting colder, and before Yingzheng had chosen to go on the road, Fusu packed up his residence and saluted before Yingzheng said anything, bought a carriage, hired a groom, and drove lightly. He took Yingzheng to Xianyang.The two stopped and stopped all the way, toured the mountains and rivers, tasted delicious food from all over the country, and watched the scenery along the way, and finally came to Xianyang, the capital of the Great Qin Empire, on a winter day when heavy snow fell.Thousands of years have passed, the city is still the same, and the people are completely changed.Wearing a thick fox fur, Ying Zheng stretched out his hand to touch the cold palace wall, sighing deeply, all kinds of feelings came to his heart, he paused for a moment, and then slowly said: "Fusu, let's go in and have a look."

"Still can't let it go?" Fusu felt a little distressed, and reached out to take Yingzheng's hand on the city wall, and held it in his palm. It was too cold. This problem of being afraid of heat and cold, I don't know when it will be better, Fusu Casually said: "It's been more than 300 years, I don't know if Ying Xixiu's secret room is still there." Then he looked at the tightly wrapped Ying Zheng and said worriedly: "Azheng, are you cold? This snow Congealing pills are originally extremely cold things, and the way of freezing to save lives has serious sequelae..." Fusu himself only wore a single shirt, but he always felt that even if he wrapped Yingzheng from head to toe, it was not enough.

"I can't let it go." Ignoring Fusu, who was used to worrying, Yingzheng pulled out Fusu's hand and put it into the fox fur. Holding the warm hand stove, he lifted his feet and walked slowly towards the tall and majestic city gate. As he walked, he said, "However, I also know that this Great Qin is no longer my Great Qin. It has been passed down for twenty or thirty generations. His master has almost no blood relationship with me. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and I can't control it." There are too many." After a pause, Ying Zheng continued: "If I am really unconscious, after a thousand years of dreaming, I'm afraid I won't be able to let it go..."

During these thousand years, especially in the later period, Yingzheng was awake most of the time. A living dead person who could not move or speak could not feel it when he fell asleep. When he was awake, he could clearly feel the speed of time passing little by little. Boring to count from one to tens of thousands, and from tens of thousands to one...

If it wasn't for Fusu's company, he might not be able to hold on.He hated Fusu so much that he gradually regained consciousness, and was so grateful for Fusu's company.It was also Fusu who sacrificed his life in exchange for his awakening, allowing him to get rid of those terrible days, so he retreated step by step, and now there is no way to retreat...

Fusu caught up a few steps, hugged Yingzheng from behind, and said firmly in Yingzheng's ear: "Azheng, I am here. I am the inheritor of your blood, and most of my blood flows in your body. You and I are connected by blood, I will accompany you every day, and you will never want to get rid of me."

Ying Zheng chuckled and closed his eyes, "I'm just a little skeptical, why did you force you to protect this country... to protect something that no longer belongs to me..." Death is like a lamp going out, power and power Money, what can I take with me?What can I get when I wake up this time?

In Fusu's eyes, the Yingzheng at this moment is gradually becoming one with the first emperor who was seriously ill and dying in Pingyuanjin, but without the scheming and desire to survive at that time, the whole person looks deep and cold, Fusu is a little anxious: " It doesn’t matter, these are external objects, and there is nothing to regret if they are lost. I belong to you forever, forever... Ah Zheng, if you want, let’s start over with a different identity. This empire has decayed after 300 years, no matter what It is very easy to get it whether it is entering the court or rebelling, and you will still be my majesty the emperor when the time comes..."

Ying Zheng opened his eyes, looked at the tall city wall in front of him, looked at the pedestrians coming and going around, and said slowly: "I went to Korea to meet Han Fei..."

"Han Fei?"

"Yes, he told me that he once traveled through the long river of time and saw his death... He also said that death is not terrible, especially for a person who has died once..."

"Ah Zheng!" Fusu was really anxious.

"Mountains turn into deep valleys, seas turn into mulberry fields, the withering prosperity of summer and winter, the rise and fall of a country, the life and death of people... ten years can see the spring and autumn come, a hundred years can witness birth, old age, sickness and death, a thousand years can be a sigh of dynasty change, and ten thousand years can see the star shift. Han He deserves to die...he deserves to die."

"Why?"

"It took me 1000 years to realize the truth that Han Fei had comprehended in just a few decades. Isn't such a person scary?"

"It's terrible."

"So he deserves to die..." Ying Zheng chuckled, "Fusu, do you think that without my acquiescence, Li Si would have the guts to curse Han Fei right under my nose?"

Fusu, who didn't know how the topic got to this point, followed Yingzheng's words and said, "So even if Li Si killed Han Fei, who was the emperor's favorite and most valued, he was still unscathed and highly valued? Just like Bai Qi killed The 40 Zhao soldiers were also lightly let go by King Zhaoxiang?"

"Yes." Ying Zheng said lightly: "Let's go, rest in the advanced city for one night, and leave tomorrow. Time and fate, how long this empire can exist is freely determined in the dark, beyond my power, and I force it No."

Knowing that Yingzheng felt uncomfortable seeing the old scene, Fusu didn't say anything, and directly pulled Yingzheng towards the city.Before Yingzheng could react, the two had already walked to the palace. Fusu took out a jade token and handed it to the guard. With seven turns and eight turns, we only chose the hidden and uninhabited trails, and it took half an hour to reach the destination.

Fusu looked at the entrance of the secret passage with some emotion, and recalled that Yingxi had built this secret passage without telling him, and had ambushed the best guards in the secret passage, lured him to the imperial study room and took him down.Yingxi thought he was doing it a secret, but how could Yingxi's every move be hidden from him, but at that time everything was on the right track, and Yingxi was gradually mature, thinking that it was time for him to leave, so he chose It's easy to catch.Fusu didn't have the time, nor did he have the effort to spend decades training a new emperor.

Ying Zheng also kept his composure, and he didn't ask any questions along the way, just followed Fu Su in the palace of the contemporary emperor.Needless to say, that jade tablet must have been bestowed by an unknown generation of emperors when Fusu entered the world.This emperor, general, prime minister, and regent has been a person all over the world, and he doesn't have a lot of things to prove his identity?

Open the secret door, walk into the secret passage, and walk forward in the dark all the way. After a quarter of an hour, when you reach the end of the secret passage, Fusu knocks on several places, and twists the mechanism. It was still pitch black at the end, Fusu fumbled from nowhere and took out a luminous pearl and handed it to Ying Zheng. The faint halo was only enough to illuminate the two of them for a few feet.But this halo is enough for Ying Zheng to see that this is a secret room that has obviously been visited by no one for a long, long time.Dusty and cobwebs everywhere.

Fusu walked to the place where the table was suspected to be, lit a candle as thick as a baby's arm with a flint, held it up, walked around to take a picture, and finally stopped in front of Ying Zheng and said, "Ah Zheng, this is Qin Zheng. The place where Emperor Cheng Yingxi keeps secrets." Fusu smiled plainly, "The front is connected to the imperial study, where he can summon ministers and handle official business, and there is a small bedroom at the back, where he can rest, and next to it is a small study. There are Chuan Guo Yuxi and some things that cannot be seen..."

"You are familiar with it..." Ying Zheng said flatly, "You built this place?"

"No, Yingxi built it secretly to get rid of me..." Fusu sneered: "Of course, this is probably the only place where he can relax. After all, I might push him too hard..."

"This emperor really has no dignity..." Yingzheng was noncommittal, "You are 27 years old and haven't taken charge of the government. Fusu, you really have committed a heinous crime."

"Haha." Fusu smiled lowly: "It's quite shameless, and it's not promising... Back then, Ah Zheng, you killed Lu Buwei and Lai Ai with thunderous means when you were 22 years old. He destroyed the six kingdoms, and unified the world at the age of 32. He is still so naive at the age of 27, thinking that everything will be fine if he gets rid of me? There is no one available in the court, no one to appease the army... Thanks to me, I found him There are so many available talents! It is really uncomfortable to support political opponents secretly while controlling their scale and development..."

"So you know exactly when he built this secret room?"

"Yeah." Fu Su nodded, "If I didn't even know about such a big movement, I would have died so many times!"

"So he doesn't know that you know this place better than him?"

"I don't know much..." Fu Su was a little embarrassed, after all, this is really not an honorable thing, "I just sneaked in a few times..." It was because of this that I discovered many little secrets of the little emperor.For safety's sake, there are some things that Ying Zheng should not know.Fusu changed the subject and said, "By the way, Ah Zheng, this Yingxi looks very similar to you...but he didn't inherit any of your wit and temper..."

Fusu recalled the first time he saw Yingxi, he was a four or five-year-old child, wearing a prince's suit, hiding behind the screen in the royal study to watch him discuss matters with the emperor, seeing him looking over, and secretly Laughing, he quietly raised a finger to cover his lips to signal him to keep quiet. At that moment, he thought he saw Ying Zheng when he was a child.

Later, he conspired against Yingxi and killed Yingxi's parents, siblings, and blood splashed on Yingxi's body. The frightened child looked at him blankly, eyes full of horror. But because of that face, Fusu kept him and supported him to become emperor.Also because of that face, Fusu tolerated him very much, and gave him whatever he wanted except rights, and he didn't randomly appoint a great Confucian as the emperor's teacher, but chose to teach him to read and write, horseback riding, archery, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.The little emperor looked more and more like Yingzheng, and less like Yingzheng.Fusu was able to see through the attachment, admiration and hatred in his eyes at a glance, it was too contradictory, he couldn't even hide his thoughts well, he wasn't decisive enough at all, he wasn't strong enough, and he didn't have half the majesty of Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng was a little displeased to see that Fusu was rarely distracted in front of him. No matter when and where, as long as he was around, Fusu's gaze would always be on him, and he had long been used to it. "Fusu, what did you bring me here for?"

Yingzheng's deep and cold voice echoed in Fusu's ears, pulling back Fusu's thoughts. Fusu, who was always very sensitive to Yingzheng's emotions, did not notice Yingzheng's displeasure at this moment, and held a candle from a dark room. He took out a bright yellow box and handed it to Ying Zheng, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect this thing to be still in place... Ah Zheng, you'll like it..."

Ying Zheng stretched out his pale and slender fingers from the fox fur, took it calmly, and opened it. He was too familiar with this thing, a symbol of power carved from the most beautiful jade in the world. "The Imperial Jade Seal..."

"Yes, this thing has been lost for 300 years..." Fusu sighed, "I don't know what Yingxi thought, but he didn't hand over the Chuanguo Yuxi to the next emperor."

"Maybe he died too suddenly... Even the chamber of secrets and the jade seal, I forgot to hand in it..." Ying Zheng said lightly, handed the jade seal to Fusu, took the Ye Mingzhu, and walked slowly to Fusu The table case with candles is covered with thick dust. There are all kinds of pens, inks, papers and inkstones. However, the ink in the inkstone has been completely dried up due to the dust for too long. The white jade lion paperweight is pressed on a stack of yellowed rice paper.Behind the desk is a bookshelf, which is mostly empty, with very few books on it, and a conspicuous long box sealed with beeswax.

Ying Zheng went around the desk, picked up the few books and looked at them casually, and found that these books were surprisingly simple, probably the books he read and learned during the enlightenment stage, and the most profound one was Han Feizi.

Fu Su walked behind Ying Zheng, looked at the book in Ying Zheng's hand, and said nonchalantly, "This place is too dirty, Ah Zheng, let's get our things and leave."

Ying Zheng didn't make a sound, and casually flipped through Han Feizi in his hand. The dense annotations filled all the blank corners, and Ying Zheng was familiar with the handwriting. "You gave this to Yingxi?"

Fusu thought about it carefully for a while, and said: "It seems... Ah Zheng, Han Feizi is your favorite book. It is the essence of Legalism. The words in it are sharp and profound, and they can understand people's hearts. It couldn't be better for Yingxi."

Ying Zheng flipped through the simple enlightenment books one by one, more or less without exception, there were Fusu's handwriting.

Fusu was a little puzzled, why did Yingzheng suddenly become interested in Yingxi's relics?Obviously these two people haven't even met each other?He brought Yingzheng here to pass on the Imperial Seal, which was once Yingzheng's favorite thing.At the beginning, he only took away the Tianwen Sword, because the Chuanguo Yuxi is the most important weapon of the country, representing the imperial power granted by heaven, orthodox and legal, and it is the proof of successive emperors.But at this moment Yingzheng has woken up, the Chuanguo Yuxi belongs to him in the first place, so it should be returned to him.In addition, the Shangguo Yuxi has been 'missing' for 300 years, and seven or eight generations of emperors have changed, so taking it away at this moment has no effect.

Before Fusu noticed, Ying Zheng had already taken the long and narrow box, and with a little force the sealing wax broke.Ying Zheng slowly opened the box, took out the scroll inside and opened it.

It is a painting, the picture has turned yellow, and the silk has become fragile after 300 years, but it can still be clearly seen that the person in the painting is dressed in white, with low eyebrows and a slight smile, with warm eyebrows and eyes, sitting sideways in an isolated pavilion , backed by vermilion pavilion pillars, holding a jug of wine, one foot on the ground, the other casually placed on the pavilion seat, surrounded by flowers blooming, trees lined with shade, beautiful as a fairyland, but it seems to be drunk in the painting The beauties who are not drunk are compared.There is too much blank space in this painting, no inscription, no seal, not even the name of the painter, only the word "Acacia" is left on the plaque of the pavilion in the painting, every stroke can represent the painting What people think when they paint.

"'Lovesickness Pavilion'...Fusu, do you think it's the people in the painting who are missing each other, or the person who is still painting..." Ying Zheng looked at the painting and asked calmly, his voice was low and gentle, without any emotion.

Fusu looked up from behind Yingzheng, and when he saw the person in the painting, his expression changed, and he clenched the candle tightly in his hand to make his voice as usual: "I was thinking of you..." Fusu didn't lie, the person in the painting It was him, and he was thinking about him.It was a pavilion he often visited. Its name was not 'Xiangsi', but 'Huaizheng'. Fusu himself supervised the construction of the pavilion by craftsmen.

"Really?" Ying Zheng calmly rolled up the picture scroll and handed it to Fu Su, "This is where Ying Xi puts the secret, and this secret should be given to the secret himself."

Ying Zheng let go, but Fu Su didn't pick it up. The two just watched helplessly as the scroll fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and was forced to open it.

"I've heard that there are tens of thousands of beauties in Emperor Cheng's harem, but he has never had a queen... I also heard that this painting by Yingxi is excellent... It is said that in his later years, Emperor Cheng dreamed of entering a fairyland, and had to meet immortals and have a good chat. After waking up, he retreated from the crowd, and in the imperial study room for three days and three nights, he drew an image of a fairy. After finishing the painting, he laughed three times and died. "

"..."

"This Yingxi... looks very similar to me?" Ying Zheng chuckled, "You raised him since you were a child, and you never thought about anything else? He is much easier to control than me...Is what I said right? Regent—Su Zhe?"

"No..." Fusu didn't rush to defend, he just said firmly: "I didn't!"

"Do you dare to say that you don't know what he's thinking?"

"I know."

"I don't want to know what happened between you two." Ying Zheng said lightly, "It's just that, Fusu, I have to think about the matter between you and me." Ying Zheng turned and walked out, "That Yuxi , Where do you take it and put it away, I don’t want things that have been used by others.”

"You don't believe me..." Fusu sighed, "Nothing happened to Yingxi and I...you... are unique and irreplaceable..."

"Fusu, you used to have wives and concubines, and I don't care about those. I also believe that nothing happened between you and Yingxi..." Yingzheng stopped and didn't turn around, "But think about it carefully, Who are you thinking about? Who did you catch without a fight? Who is it that you killed by a thousand swords? You come to me after you think clearly... I don’t bother to be someone else’s stand-in."

Until Yingzheng reached the end of the secret passage, Fusu did not catch up. Yingzheng paused, snorted coldly, and was not in a hurry to open the secret door and go out. If he guessed right, there should be people all over the area looking for them. soldiers.How could no one report the two strangers who swaggered into the palace with jade plaques, and how could they not attract the attention of the person above them?If you don't even have this level of control, one day you will be touched by an assassin and assassinated, and the assassin will run away without knowing what happened.

After waiting for a while, Fusu came out, silently held Ying Zheng's hand and pushed open the secret door, and walked back along the way he came, until he was about to reach the palace gate, when he was stopped by the emperor's guards who had been waiting for a long time.

"Two stay here. His Majesty the Emperor heard that there are descendants of an old man coming here today. His special subordinates are here to wait for you. Your Majesty has already held a banquet in the hall, and invited you to the banquet together to show the friendship of the landlord." A man wearing a general's attire The man stepped forward, clasped his fists at Fusu and Yingzheng and said respectfully.

Fusu glanced at the closed city gate, then looked at the murderous soldiers behind the general holding bows and arrows, chuckled, threw the jade plaque to the general, wrapped one hand around Ying Zheng's waist, and walked from the general's side while breathing. Dodge, jump on the city wall, and leap down. "Say hello to His Majesty the Emperor on behalf of the Caomin, and tell Your Majesty by the way that this jade card has been returned to His Majesty on behalf of the ancestors."

The voice was still there, but the figures of the two disappeared. The general didn't even have time to order the arrest. He held the jade tablet in his hand tightly. The pattern of opera beads, the four corners of the front are carved with the pattern of four gods and beasts, and the middle is engraved with the eighteen characters of "Qing Shu died nine times, descendants died three times, or if he committed an ordinary sentence, he should not be punished". It is exactly the same as recorded in the history books, it was 500 years ago The token presented by Emperor Wu to Fu Liao, the emperor's teacher, was carved by the second generation of Fusu 1000 years ago with the remaining Heshibi corner materials, and later bestowed on the Meng family to show their favor. The word on it is the prime minister The Xiaozhuan written by Li Si himself is so exquisite that no one can imitate it.The general breathed a sigh of relief, with this, even if he couldn't catch the visitor, he could still have a business with the emperor.

Back at the inn, Fusu let go of Yingzheng.Along the way, Yingzheng didn't speak, neither did Fusu. Until now, Yingzheng raised his eyes to look at Fusu. His eyes were as black as ink, and his deep and indifferent eyes were full of scrutiny. He said unhurriedly, "I'm going to Lishan Imperial Mausoleum."

"Yes, I will accompany you." Fusu looked at Ying Zheng who was close at hand but seemed far away in the world, and involuntarily reached out to caress the long eyebrows that flew obliquely into the temples, thick black like ink, and no one was there anymore. It is such a perfect combination of heroism and beauty.These eyes once overlooked the entire world from high above; these hands once stirred up the seven kingdoms to unify the universe; this person was once ruthless like a god above the nine heavens.It took him so much effort to catch up and stand shoulder to shoulder with him, it is absolutely impossible to let go at this moment!

"You stay." Ying Zheng stretched out a hand from the fox fur, put his white and slender fingertips on the back of Fusu's hand, and pushed Fusu's hand away little by little.

Fusu could clearly feel that the fingertips were warm at first, but they cooled down in a very short time, icy and cool as if carved from beautiful jade.Fusu held it with his backhand: "Impossible."

Ying Zheng pulled out his fingers violently, and slapped Fusu's chest without warning.Seeing Fusu clutching his chest and staggering back a few steps, looking at him in disbelief, Ying Zheng turned to open the door, his deep and gentle voice was cold and determined: "In front of me, you didn't say 'no' s right."

In a trance, Fusu seemed to see the emperor wearing the black emperor's suit, crown on his head, and holding a long sword at the Spring Festival. There were only a few shadow guards left around him, and he ignored the assassins who were all around him. He turned around, and the light in his eyes under the curtain of twelve strings of beads was frightening, deep and majestic.Holding the sword hilt with a hand that is so thin that the bones are sharp, the sword is drawn and stands, domineering and soul-stirring, it makes people's liver and gallbladder split, and they are willing to bow their heads and kneel at his feet and let him drive them.

no!Can't let him go!

Unexpectedly, Fusu used his palm as a knife, and once again slashed at the side of Yingzheng's neck. Yingzheng stretched out his hand to block it without looking back, turned his palm into a claw, and pinched Fusu's wrist, "Fusu, you were lucky last time... ...The same method should not be used on me a second time."

Fusu didn't say a word, he broke away from Yingzheng's hand with a little force, and turned to grab Yingzheng's shoulder. Yingzheng took two steps back, drew out the long sword of Tianwen at the moment of turning around, and placed his backhand horizontally on the side of Fusu's neck. The skin hadn't been pasted on yet, but the strong sword energy scratched Fusu's neck, a trace of blood gradually appeared, and blood beads emerged one after another. "If you don't want to die, stop it." Ying Zheng said coldly.

The distance between the two is so close, so close that Fusu can see the hand holding the sword, which is the same color as ice and snow, and there is not even a trace of blood on the round nails; so close that Fusu can see the hand holding the sword. The lips, which were still slightly reddish, were covered with bruises at the moment; Fusu was so close that he could see that his face, which was already pale, was extremely pale now, and fine cold sweat broke out from his forehead and temples...

However, Ying Zheng's expression was still so calm and indifferent, and the hand holding the sword was so calm that there was no trace of shaking.He just looked at Fusu with eyes as black as ink, his frail body couldn't conceal his strong and proud soul.

"Ah Zheng, your body is not suitable for martial arts..." Fusu stated calmly, not paying attention to the sword straddling his neck.

"So?" Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows. Of course he knew his own body, which was why he waited at the exit of the secret passage for Fusu to bring him out.

"It's too weak..." Fusu sighed: "You haven't got all my blood. Although two-thirds of the blood can wake you up, the coldness of Xuening Pill has not been completely removed... At this moment Winter, the coldest season of the year..."

Ying Zheng sneered: "It's more than enough to deal with you."

Fusu: "Ah Zheng, I won't hit you hard if you're determined, will you?"

Yingzheng: "Fusu, you tempted me to do it, isn't it sure that I don't have the energy to entangle you?"

Fu Su chuckled: "Yes, so Ah Zheng, are you still standing still?"

Ying Zheng said calmly, "What do you think?"

"Azheng, don't be angry..." Fusu lowered his brows and said softly, "I really have nothing to do with Yingxi, I don't love him...you know it..."

"..." Of course Ying Zheng knew that if he couldn't even tell the truth from what Fusu said, he, the First Emperor, would be in vain!What's more, at this time, 300 years have passed since the beginning. During these 300 years, Fusu didn't know that he was conscious, and spoke freely in front of him, but never mentioned Yingxi.Fusu didn't think of those books in Yingxi's secret room immediately after his questioning, which only shows that Fusu never took Yingxi seriously.

However, even Ying Zheng himself didn't quite understand why he lost his temper so much. When he saw the painting, he felt unbearably depressed in his chest, his heart ached like a twist, and his whole body was cold, as if at that moment , lost something very important.

Fusu looked at Ying Zheng's sword-holding hand trembling with some distress, cold sweat rolled down his cheeks, his lips were blue and purple, and even his breath was cool.

Taking advantage of Yingzheng's distraction, Fusu raised his hand to knock out Tianwen, put one hand behind Yingzheng's back, and placed the other between Yingzheng's knees, carried him onto the bed, pulled the quilt over and wrapped him up. "Is it cold? There's no fire in the house, and it's snowing heavily outside, Ah Zheng, hold on, it'll be over soon." Gently pressing a kiss on Ying Zheng's forehead, Fu Su turned and opened the door and walked out.

Ying Zheng lowered his eyes, hiding all thoughts in his eyes, it was indeed too cold.

Fusu ordered the shop assistants to find the brazier as quickly as possible, while he went to the kitchen to find soup bowls, knives and wound medicine, and hurried back to the guest room.Without blinking an eye, he slashed fiercely at the wrist, and hot blood lay down along the deep bone-deep wound, filling a bowl full in an instant.Fusu casually sprinkled some medicinal powder on the wound, tore off a cloth belt to tie it up, and sat down beside the bed with a bowl full of blood, helped Ying Zheng to lean against his chest, and held the bowl to Ying Zheng With a soft voice on his lips, he coaxed: "Ah Zheng, drink it, you won't be cold after drinking it..."

Yingzheng watched Fusu's movements from beginning to end. At this moment, he looked down at the blood in the bowl, and he didn't make trouble with his body. He opened his lips to hold the edge of the soup bowl, and drank the blood with a strong iron smell in mouthfuls. .

"Is it enough?" Fusu put down the blood bowl in his hand sideways, smiled and raised his hand to wipe away the blood spilling from Ying Zheng's lips. "I thought you couldn't drink."

"Why don't I drink?" Ying Zheng, who was gradually getting warmer, got up from Fusu's arms, stretched out his hand to grab Fusu's neck, and with a little force, pressed Fusu who had not resisted to the bed. Yingzheng looked down at Fusu from top to bottom , the eyes are faint, and the fingers are gradually exerting force.

Being pinched around the neck by five fingers as delicate and warm as white porcelain, Fusu gradually became short of breath, but she didn't say a word, she just stretched out her arms to wrap around Ying Zheng's waist under the quilt, comforting him unhurriedly through layers of clothes.

"You love me?" Ying Zheng stared straight into Fusu's eyes, and gradually withdrew his hand that was strangling Fusu's neck. Between his palms and fingers was Fusu's warm body temperature, so warm.So he asked slowly, his voice was low and elegant, and the end of the sentence rose slightly, with a hint of seduction.

"Love!" Fu Su tightened his hands fiercely, buried his head in Ying Zheng's arms, put his ear on Ying Zheng's chest, and listened quietly to the heartbeat in his ears through his clothes.

Ying Zheng let him hug him, and put his hand on the back of Fusu's neck, "How much love?"

"You are my life..." Fusu sighed, "I don't want to live without you." It's not that I can't live, it's just that I don't want to live. No one in this world can't live without him.

"Heh..." Ying Zheng chuckled, "Show me..."

"How to do it?" Fusu raised her head, but could only see Yingzheng's graceful jawline and Adam's apple rolling with her breath. Yingzheng's complexion was already fair, and after lying down for thousands of years without seeing the sun, he looked even paler and weaker. , it seems that as long as you apply a little force, you can leave bruises on it...

"Please me..." Ying Zheng reached out and untied Fusu's hairband, "You know how to do it."

Fusu was stunned, and then smiled, "I'm determined to do what I want, I dare not invite you! My Majesty the First Emperor, it is a great honor to serve you!" Fusu who got permission did not hesitate, he raised his head and kissed her. The Adam's apple that he wanted to kiss before, the Adam's apple that has been rolling in front of his eyes, seems to have seduced him for a long time, and at this moment it is finally in his mouth, the slightly rough tongue is tightly attached to the delicate and smooth neck The skin slid from time to time, and Fusu could easily feel Ying Zheng's Adam's apple trembling, and he was breathing hoarsely.

The neck has always been Yingzheng's sensitive point, because it is the most deadly place, and holding it in his arms makes Yingzheng feel as if his life is being controlled by others.His concubine Ji never dared to touch him, Ying Zheng frowned, but didn't stop him.

Fusu smiled lowly, put his hand on Yingzheng's chest, and with a little force, pressed him down, lying on the bed in a fragile position.Across the thick quilt, Fusu lowered her head and kissed Ying Zheng's smooth forehead, thick black eyebrows, straight nose bridge, slightly closed eyes, thin cheeks, and finally rubbed her lips, "Azheng...Azheng ..." The low murmur was inaudible, and her slightly moving lips rubbed against Ying Zheng's, numb and itchy.

Ying Zheng frowned and turned his head to avoid, pushed Fusu away, lifted the thick bedding, sat up, looked slightly sideways at Fusu and said, "Someone is here."

Only then did Fusu remember that he had asked the waiter to bring the brazier, and after a while, there was a knock on the door, and Fusu stepped forward to knock on the door, waited for all the braziers to be brought into the room, and closed the door after the people left.Sprinkle ambergris in the brazier casually, one is to avoid the smell of fireworks, and the other is that Ying Zheng likes the smell.

There were a few more braziers, and the temperature in the room gradually warmed up. In addition, after drinking Fusu blood for a while, Ying Zheng didn't feel too cold. Drink the cold tea unhurriedly to wash away the bloody smell in your mouth.

After drinking tea, Ying Zheng walked back to the bed and sat down, looking up at Fu Su. "continue."

"Okay." Naturally, Fusu couldn't wish for it. The Emperor Shi Huang promised that, if he wanted to let Ying Zheng calm down today, he had to let him vent it. Whether it was anger or desire, the body was comfortable, and the mind was also comfortable.

Fu Su approached Ying Zheng, lowered his head and was about to kiss him, but Ying Zheng stopped him with his hand. "Don't do superfluous things, come directly."

Fu Su lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, how can this be done directly?Without allowing him to think too much, Ying Zheng placed his hand on his lips and pressed down on his head. "Take off."

Fusu came to Yingzheng's lower abdomen meekly following Yingzheng's strength, and finally knew that "directly coming" was really direct... Because Yingzheng was sitting, Fusu had to use his mouth to help him. to kneel.Fusu raised his head and looked at Ying Zheng who was bowing his head, and found that Ying Zheng's eyes were deep and indifferent, as black as the winter night sky, cold and lonely, without any love/desire.

Fu Su paused, knelt down obediently, and stretched out his hand to untie Ying Zheng's shirt.

Yingzheng does not care about desires. Although he has more than 20 children, these children were all before he was 30 years old. The youngest son Hu Hai was born when he was 29 years old.After that, his eyes were all occupied by the unprecedented territory of the empire, and it took all his time and energy to govern this huge empire.At this moment, it may take some effort for Fusu to make him emotional.Thinking of this, Ying Zheng said lightly, "You can use aphrodisiac/emotion/incense."

Fusu was unmoved, "No need." If it is really necessary to use foreign objects to please his beloved, it would be embarrassing for him.

[All of the following are harmonious...]