Qin Wang Yingzheng

, it seems that luck has never been to him, even though he is calm on the surface, but he doesn't know what is nervous in his heart, King Qin's wedding still came as scheduled.

On this day, the Qin Palace was filled with red silk, and the stagnant atmosphere was completely washed away. The faces of the palace people were full of real and unconcealable joy, which may be related to their beloved King Qin today. Also extra happy about that.

The King Qin's palace, which is usually decorated with solemn atmosphere, is rare and festive at this moment. Ying Zheng knelt in front of the mirror, letting Yan Zheng dress up for him behind him. What was reflected in Yan Zheng's always calm and gentle The face, with a faint expression, is not much different from the usual light smile, but it always makes people feel that there is a trace of sadness in this smile.

"But not happy?" Ying Zheng pursed his lips, reached out and grasped Yan Zheng's hand that was about to be withdrawn after he tied his hair. He held his delicate white wrist like this, looking extraordinarily weak and attractive.

Yanzheng lowered her eyes, half of her profile face was submerged in the darkness, no expression could be seen, while the other half of her face was hidden under her hair, still puzzling.

"His Royal Highness's big wedding is naturally a joy."

After a long time, Yanzheng uttered these words lightly.

"Oh, duplicity." Ying Zheng said with great certainty, the smile on his lips unchanged.

After Yingzheng died, Yanzheng let out a breath, and said lightly: "Your Highness, why should you ask me if I am happy? Your Highness's happiness is the most important thing, isn't it?"

"Hey, when did you become so eloquent?" Ying Zheng stood up, Yin Hong's robe drew a beautiful arc, and fell in front of Yan Zheng's eyes before he recovered. Silk's smiling voice sounded in my ears, "I'm really happy. I married a beautiful wife and got what I wanted. How can I not be happy?"

Marry a good wife, get what you want...

I meditate in my heart, but my body half kneels on the ground very respectfully, Yan Zheng salutes, and Shu Ya's voice is clear and shallow——

"In that case, congratulations, Your Highness."

If there are any painful things in this world, it must be watching the one you love happily marrying others with your own eyes, and what is more painful than that is that you not only have to laugh at all this, but also act as a model. Yi sends best wishes.

At this moment, Yanzheng was standing above her head with her hands folded in the wide and bright red sleeves, her jet-black hair was tied up by red silk and hung behind her head, only the remaining hair on her cheeks covered the scorching scar.

With lowered eyes, the redness of the corner of his robe is in front of his eyes;

Looking up, Ying Zheng and the newcomer were red in front of them.

The sky is full of red, the sky is full of cheers and joyful words, but he can't feel half of the joy, he just feels like he is in hell at the moment, and this red is the scorching fire of karma, which seems to be burning Do everything, burn out his dirty thoughts, ugly thoughts, ugly jealousy.

Yanzheng has always known that he is not a good person, the so-called tenderness is just his disguise, the real him... Heh, maybe he is really as disgusting as he is now.

The palace man's singing called back Yanzheng's wandering thoughts. When he looked up, he saw Ying Zheng in red, hiding his usual indifference and tyranny, looking at him vigorously and with great hope. He knew that King Qin was here Waiting for my congratulations.

Congratulations?Where did the congratulations come from?

Never, and he never thought about it.

Seeing King Qin's complexion becoming more and more complicated and impatient, Yanzheng suddenly smiled. It was different from the incomparably gentle smile in the past. He just slightly raised the corners of his lips and eyes, but he had an indescribable charm pouring out of him. Then the usual soft voice became low and charming——

"A Zheng, you won, I love you, I can't do it..."

In 228 BC, the winter of this year came very early, early... It seemed to herald some not-so-good things to come.

Yanzheng was half lying on the soft and spacious bed, her white and thin wrists were hidden in the sleeves of the large obscene clothes, her black and white eyes were fixedly looking out of the window through the small window beside the bed, fine snowflakes flashed before her eyes , With the cool wind, it either floats into the distance, or blows into the room, melting a piece of water.

"Pa, pa, pa" heavy footsteps sounded outside the door, and suddenly arrived in the room, stopped not far from Yanzheng, then turned and walked to the window.

"Creak." The sound of the window being closed suddenly sounded, Yanzheng blinked, and the beautiful scenery of snow in front of her eyes disappeared.

"You've been in poor health for the past few days, so it's better not to blow the wind, so as not to make your condition worse." When she came back to her senses, Yanzheng felt that Ying Zheng had sat beside her, touched her forehead with warm and generous palms, and touched her forehead again. She touched her cheek, and then said: "How come the two days of general care still have no effect? ​​Are you still feeling uncomfortable now, Azheng?"

Yanzheng looked back at him lightly, a smile broke out on his expressionless face, he raised his hand and took Ying Zheng's palm, held it together, put it in front of him, and said with that smile: "It's okay, it's all over now." A lot."

"Well, I'll ask the imperial doctor to show you later." Ying Zheng leaned over and kissed Yanzheng's lips lightly, and the palms that were clasped turned around Yanzheng's pale face. , cold hands, and the lips that had just left also touched the back of his hand devoutly, leaving a thin kiss on it.

Yanzheng lowered her eyes, looking at the delicate hair crown on Ying Zheng's head, feeling the moist and hot touch left by her lips, but the temperature in her eyes gradually lost.

For such a touch, he would never allow it if he was in the past, but some things in this world are always changing very quickly. For example, Ji Dan was finally sent back to Yan State a few years ago; The state of secretly assisting King Qin; for example, Fusu has a new, secret teacher; and for example, Qin State has been preparing to attack Zhao State in the past few years, so the marriage with Zhao State did not exist in the first place , and what he said back then...

Heh, now that I think about it, everything is probably Ying Zheng's plan, are you forcing yourself?Do you force yourself to look directly and admit this feeling?Is that why they developed to where they are now?

Yanzheng glanced at the bruises, purples, and mottled traces on her snow-white skin exposed from the loosened skirts, listening to Ying Zheng's gradually heavy breathing and shallow words of love in her ear, unconsciously. Feel free to let go of your thoughts.

In fact, that's fine too, if doing this can make Ying Zheng easily let Ji Dan off, and Yan Guo off for the time being, there's nothing wrong with that, not to mention that he himself doesn't...

But, Ah Zheng, you think you have calculated everything, how do you know that all these calculations are not in my favor?

With her thoughts empty, Yanzheng unconsciously thought of the time when she sent Ji Dan away...

In the huge palace, Ying Zheng sat at the head, with his chin half propped up, looking at his old friend Ji Dan, who was visibly refreshed and even a little excited, with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth——ah, even such a person is worthy of it. Do you want to grab Zheng with him?dream!

"His Royal Highness, I wonder when Ji Dan will be able to see Azheng?" Although excited, Ji Dan still maintained a certain calmness and asked respectfully.After these days of life, he has already realized that he can no longer be as "naive" as before, otherwise let alone keep Ah Zheng, he may be the real one who hurts him.

And these things became more profound after he learned of the absurd wedding and vaguely guessed Yanzheng's current situation. He wanted to become stronger, and he wanted to take Yanzheng back to the country of Yan. , away from the tyrant in front of them, they can breathe.

However, it was not enough to just go back, he had to find a way to get it done once and for all.It's a pity that all he can do now is to beg the king of Qin to let him meet Yan Zheng, and then try his best to persuade him to bring Yan Zheng back to the country of Yan.

Earlier, he asked Qin Wangzheng to return to the country more than once, but he was never allowed. Unexpectedly, he succeeded this time, but not long after his wedding, he had to think about it, could it be Ah Zheng...

No, no, absolutely not, even though he has gradually understood Qin Wangzheng's sinister intentions towards A Zheng, he has always believed that A Zheng can protect him well, and this time, it will be no exception, right?

Ying Zheng still smiled contemptuously when he heard Ji Dan's question, and watched Ji Dan's expression slowly start to change as if watching a joke, and finally when Ji Dan's expression became extremely impatient, he said leisurely: "Okay Ah, since you want to see him, the lonely king will take you there."

Ji Dan thought many times what his reunion with A Zheng would be like, but he never expected it to be like this.

Messy clothes were scattered all over the floor, and a thick quilt was placed slantingly on the fairly tidy bed. The quilt was slightly raised, and it seemed that a thin person was wrapped inside, with a pale but soft face with a strange blush. A little exposed from the quilt, the shallow and gentle breathing seemed to indicate that the quilt was sleeping very peacefully.

Although Ji Dan has not yet been recruited, looking at this posture and Azheng's current state, he looks extremely tired but has a rosy face. How could he not guess what Ying Zheng did, and he was furious at the moment But I also remembered not to wake up Azheng, so I had to clenched my fists and stared at Ying Zheng and said, "I don't care what you did before, but now I want to take Azheng away, don't forget, he is my man." , from childhood to adulthood, it’s all mine!”

Unexpectedly, not only was Ying Zheng not angry, but he smiled even more, and said arrogantly as if looking at a naughty child: "Ji Dan, Ji Dan, you are still as naive as you were when you were a child! Can you go back and pay back?" Can’t guess who it’s because of? It’s really stupid to dare to challenge the lonely king here now!”

"Heh, you have to take Azheng back, okay, unless the aconitum is white and the horse has horns!"

Zhao Gao

"Those are all Zhaos who are far away from each other.