Qin Wang Yingzheng

But his eyes were full of determination, and he raised his head to meet the assassin not far away, without giving an inch, without fear.

"Aren't you going? At this time, the guards in the palace will be here." The young man stood there indifferently, but the words he said made the assassin in front of him raise his head coldly, and his hoarse voice was calm through the mask covering his face. Suddenly came - "Get out of the way."

"What if I say no?" The boy still smiled slightly, and the noise and footsteps from around made the smile on the boy's face even bigger, "I advise you to leave."

"No." The assassin also stubbornly answered his two words, looked at the trembling young man in green clothes behind him and the calm boy in brown clothes and murmured: "Why do you bother to protect them?"

After saying that, he set up a bow and arrow, but the tip of the arrow pointed directly at the boy in brown clothes on the ground next to him, ready to go.

The white-clothed boy's face changed slightly, and he suddenly turned around and rushed towards the brown-clothed boy. In an instant, the tip of the arrow turned again and shot at the neglected green-clothed boy without hesitation.

"Azheng!" The green-clothed boy exclaimed tremblingly, the white-clothed boy looked back, but it was too late.But at this moment, the brown-clothed boy beside him flew up and rushed towards the green-clothed boy, blocking the flying arrow that was coming from the string.

It's just that the pain he imagined didn't come, and the boy in brown looked back in shock.

"Pa-ta!" With the sound of a drop of liquid dripping, the brown-clothed boy stared blankly at the face lying above him. His messy hair covered most of his face, but it couldn't cover the bruised wound on the side of his face, gurgling Bleeding, converging into a trickle down.He held the arrow in his left hand, and propped his right hand on the side of his face, circling him, forming a protective posture.

"You..." The boy in brown was dumbfounded.

"Thank you for protecting Dan." The young man in white didn't care about the wound on his face at all, he just smiled lightly, the corners of his lips raised, his gentle eyebrows and eyes, like water, cleansing and moisturizing people's hearts.

The boy in brown was stunned under such gazes, and even blushed slightly, until the boy suddenly turned his head and threw the sharp arrow in his hand fiercely, the arrow rubbed against the assassin's cheek with a sharp force that had not yet subsided. The momentum sank into the ground behind the assassin's feet, and the arrow feathers trembled slightly.

"roll!!!"

The roar sounded, but the boy in brown clothes clearly heard the helplessness, disappointment, sadness and a trace of pity in the roar.

A lot of guards were crowded around, protecting them in the center, but he just stared at the white-clothed boy in front of him, and the boy looked back at him, but got up abruptly in the next second, and walked away without looking back.

At that time, he didn't know who the boy in white was, but later he heard that there was a gentle but scarred son Zheng in the palace.

……

Memories flowed by like a torrent, Qin Wang looked at the calm young man in front of him, and suddenly he was a little stunned. After all these years, his appearance has not changed at all, it seems that he was born with a youthful face.

"Brother Qin Wang, you can't let them go, they ran into you!" Princess Zhao beside her coquettishly embraced Ying Zheng's arm and said with a sly smile.

"My lord, maybe forgive me?" Yanzheng just looked at the man in front of her, and also smiled, but it was gentle and innocent.

The young king of Qin also looked at him, smiled softly, and the corners of his lips curled up with a hint of wicked playfulness: "It's okay to forgive your sins, but I don't know if Azheng is willing to go back to the palace with the lonely king to serve him for a while, so that he can take care of himself." Can you relieve the pain of lovesickness that you haven't seen for several years?"

The faces of Princess Zhao and Ji Dan who were present all changed. Ji Dan wanted to stop but was held back by Yanzheng, who only heard him say indifferently: "Okay."

King Qin smiled even bigger——Azheng, you will eventually be mine.

get along

"Fu Su is a benevolent man, resolute and brave, trusting and fighting. —— "Historical Records Biography of Li Si""

"Jizheng was established as the king of Qin, and the essence of Dan was in Qin. When the king of Qin met Yan's crown prince, Dan was not good, so Dan died in resentment. ——"Historical Records: Biography of Assassins""

Some days have passed since the day when Yanzheng lived in the Palace of the King of Qin. I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional these days. The chances for him to see Ji Dan are getting less and less. Yingzheng will always find various reasons Let him do all kinds of boring things, but the most important thing is to take care of Ying Zheng.

During this relatively leisure time, Yanzheng thought about a lot. He vaguely remembered that in the 12th year of Yan Wangxi, that is, in the third year of Qin Wangzheng, the crown prince was supposed to belong to Qin, but that time Yan Wangxi was rare. He took pity on this son who had been in love with Zhao since he was a child, so he just sent other sons there.

Naturally, he himself would not go with him that time, so perhaps King Qin had already recognized that the son who came to be the hostage was not Prince Pill, but for some reason he did not expose it.

In fact, in the past ten years, although Yanzheng did not want to admit it, the fact is that he has indeed paid attention to the dynamics of Qin State subconsciously, so he also knows how difficult it is for Yingzheng to get to where he is today, so it is undeniable , he respected him, and even felt pity for him, which was why he agreed to serve him, not just to protect Ji Dan.

In the evening, the cool breeze blew off the tulle on the table. Yanzheng stepped forward to pick up the tulle, and couldn't help laughing when she saw the poem on it representing the infatuated girl's love for King Qin. The smile was not as gentle and shallow as usual, but had a hint of coldness on the contrary.

Seemingly inadvertently or carelessly, Yanzheng threw the tulle in the corner, and when she turned her head, Ying Zheng, who had returned, looked at her with a smile, but she was not at all worried whether the scene just now was seen by this person .

"Come here." Ying Zheng looked like he didn't see anything, he just opened his arms, calling for the person who had been taking care of him all this time.

Yanzheng stepped forward with a natural expression, put her slender white hands on Yingzheng's skirt, and with a "squeak", the black robe slid down, and then Yanzheng just neatly put the robe away and put it on the screen beside her.

"Why did the court leave so quickly today?" asked while handing over the freshly brewed tea.

Ying Zheng didn't say a word, but took a sip of the teacup in his hand, and looked at the gentle smile of the young man in front of him, feeling a little more relaxed.He paused, returned the teacup in his hand to the gentle-looking person in front of him, and said: "There is nothing important these days, I will be back first."

In front of him, he would never call himself "lonely king".

"Really..." Yanzheng lowered her eyebrows and muttered, then raised her head again and asked unintentionally: "I heard that the ministers at the court are all admonishing the marriage. I don't know King Qin, what do you think?"

After Yan Bi didn't wait for Ying Zheng to answer, he turned around and put the teacup back on the table, but the hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.

Ying Zheng saw it, but didn't answer. He just took a step forward, put his arms through the waist of the thin young man in front of him, and hugged him loosely. The man in the middle froze, looking a little uncomfortable but unable to escape, and laughed silently——

"What do you think, Azheng? Do you think I will agree to the marriage? And you are asking me this question, is it out of spying on the situation of the country and wanting to know Qin's next move, or..." He paused, A dark gleam flashed through the long and narrow phoenix eyes, "Or is it out of your selfishness? In fact, you don't want me to get close to and favor other women at all, so Azheng, you actually like me ,right?"

Yanzheng listened to Ying Zheng's very ambiguous words, but her heart was a little shy. In any case, no matter what his intentions are, now that Ying Zheng even has a child, his intentions are no longer important.What's more, how could he fail to see Qin's strategy of attacking the six countries next, that is, to make long-distance friendship and close-to-attack, and to marry far and near to attack, and the marriage is imperative.

Ying Zheng could feel that the body of the person in his arms was getting stiffer and colder, and then he saw Azheng slowly tilting his head, with hair hanging down his face, and the soft face with half-scarred scars was like this Bit by bit unfolded in front of his eyes, he put his hands up with some distress, and gently wiped the raised and ugly scar with his slightly callused fingertips, feeling a little bit painful at the same time. Unspeakably sad.

When she spoke again, her voice became hoarse: "Does it hurt? You hurt for me. In fact, you like me a little bit, Azheng..."

Yanzheng turned his face to one side, and his hair drooped again, covering the scar. He looked at Ying Zheng who was frowning slightly, raised the corners of his lips, and smiled with unknown meaning: "Yes, or not, Is it that important?"

Ying Zheng was slightly stunned, and when he was about to speak, Yanzheng had left his embrace and stood not far from him. Although he was smiling, he felt that it was not a smile at all. Then he heard Ah Zheng said indifferently: "Whether I say yes or no, it will not affect your decision-making, will it, Your Highness King Qin?"

Because of this sentence, Ying Zheng seemed to understand something else. He thought that Azheng was just blaming him. Since he would blame him, it meant that he cared about him. There is no scum left of the blow - "So for the king of Qin, Azheng doesn't have much effect, and the king... is just boring recently."

As he spoke, he lowered his eyes, clasped his fists in his hands, made a big salute, maintained his bowing posture modestly but neither humble nor overbearing, and said: "I think King Qin has had enough entertainment, why don't you fly the kite back, Prince Dan needs someone to take care of you?" .”

"Prince Dan, Prince Dan! Do you only have that stupid kid in your heart?" Ying Zheng couldn't help scolding and cursing in a low voice, and quickly walked in front of him, clamping his cheek roughly with one hand, forcing He looked up at himself.But the frail and gentle man in front of him didn't even lift his eyelids, his slender and thick eyelashes brushed out a dense shadow, casting a layer of darkness on the eyelids.

But it's so obedient