Looking for Qin Jizhi

"It's a good thing that thing is safety glass, otherwise your handsome face would really be disfigured." After learning what happened from Li Xiaochao's bodyguard, Xiang Shaolong said emotionally with his hands on Ying Zheng's face.

No way, Ying Zheng just encountered an accident after all. How can there be a more professional bodyguard than a paparazzi? I really didn't expect that when I asked someone casually, I actually got a chatterbox.

Ying Zheng turned his head and released his face from Xiang Shaolong's hands. This posture really doesn't have a good memory for him.Xiang Shaolong used this posture to say to him: "I will be with you from now on."

It was the same posture that said to him: "When we arrive in Xianyang, there will be no more Zhao Pan, only the prince of Qin, Ying Zheng."

Although he didn't regret becoming Ying Zheng, he didn't like that repeated attitude.It feels like you don't really have to take what you say when you say it.

It may be very sincere when I say it, but the shelf life of this sincerity is too short, so it is better not to.

Sitting on a bench in the garden of the hospital, Ying Zheng, who had already changed his clothes, still felt uncomfortable. He must take a shower after returning!

His gaze wandered aimlessly around the garden, and suddenly he fixed on a certain point, his eyes were a little blurred, thinking of his mother once.

"What are you looking at?" Xiang Shaolong noticed Ying Zheng's ecstasy, and followed Ying Zheng's gaze in surprise.

A child was crying very sad, his face seemed to be bruised, the child's mother tenderly and anxiously kissed the child's cheek, and coaxed: "Don't cry, don't cry, the pain flies away, The pain flew away."

The background is the pure white hospital wall. The sun is shining all over the sky, but it seems to just soften the softness of that area.

Xiang Shaolong came back to his senses, looked at Ying Zheng's wounded side face and smiled maliciously, leaned over and kissed the shallow scar, and when Ying Zheng turned his face, he smiled badly and said: "It doesn't hurt now."

Ying Zheng was startled, put his hand on his cheek, his eyes widened instantly, the shallow waves made his originally unpredictable temperament seem a bit real, he stared blankly at Xiang Shaolong, unable to speak.

Xiang Shaolong raised his eyebrows, pulled his right hand, kissed the scar on his hand again, and said, "Okay, now the hand doesn't hurt anymore."

"Taifu Xiang is worrying too much. It doesn't hurt at all." Ying Zheng said lightly when he came back to his senses, then turned and walked back, but he didn't find his palms clenched tightly.

The fleeting softness spread to the heart from the cheeks and the back of the hands, and no one knew what kind of ripples it caused at that moment.

After Ying Zheng turned around, Xiang Shaolong couldn't help showing a somewhat embarrassed expression. He thought the kiss was a joke at first, but when Ying Zheng turned his head and looked straight at him in a daze, suddenly Get flustered.

Only then did the behavior of pulling someone's hand over to kiss him again, trying to make himself look calmer, not to show a guilty expression, although he didn't quite know why he had a guilty conscience.

After being in a daze for a long time, Xiang Shaolong finally found enough reasons for himself. The one he kissed was Qin Shihuang, not the former Zhao Pan, but the Qin Shihuang who unified the six kingdoms and the whole world.

No matter what words are used to evaluate Qin Shihuang throughout the ages, I am afraid that he could not make him make such an action.If avoiding Qin Shihuang is someone he knows, today's behavior may be chopped off!

A cold air rose up his neck, and Xiang Shaolong touched it involuntarily, feeling more guilty.After touching his neck, he stroked the lips that made that movement just now without even realizing it, with a guilty and dazed look on his face.

"Has that person been caught?" Li Xiaochao's voice was normal, but perhaps because of the environment, when it sounded in a quiet environment, there was a shocking chill.

"Catched, he had sneaked back to the mental hospital at that time, we have brought him back, and no one found it."

"Well, you should know what to do, let's get on with it." Li Xiaochao didn't want to ask more questions, anyway, it was just a death, and he had never been interested in such a person.

And an enemy with a mental history, the uncertainty is too high, he was never a risk taker.

Soon, Li Xiaochao was left alone in the study room again. There was some dim light, soft and quiet. Li Xiaochao sat behind the desk, putting all the weight of his body on the soft back of the chair. The scene of a long sword dancing wantonly.

In modern society, every man has a martial arts dream in his heart, but apart from some showy and practical moves, there are not many commendable ones.Therefore, everyone felt that it was Chinese Kung Fu.

But today Zhao Zheng's sword dances with bullets and life, no matter how many times he thinks about it, it is still shocking.It was much more shocking than the jade ornaments he took out. Was that dazzling light Zhao Zheng or martial arts?

"Zhao Zheng, Zhao Zheng,...win..., win...positive." In the blink of an eye, it seemed as if a poisonous snake had invaded Li Xiaochao's thoughts. That guess was so dangerous and so ridiculous.

His fingers pressed the word Ying on the jade ornament, and his strong joints were a little white, but after that moment passed, the feeling just now was completely gone.

Only a little ridiculous feeling remained, maybe Zhao Zheng's ancestor was Qin Shihuang?Uh, this background is a bit big.

Looking at Zhao Zheng's general temperament, he is even more suspicious. Could it be that the Qin Dynasty's Ying clan is still passing it on?Then his understanding of Qin Chao, his understanding of Qin Chao, his jade ornaments, and even his martial arts, everything is explained in this way.

The mainland was once known as the Central Plains, and there are too many hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Li Xiaochao never felt that he was already very successful. He was rich and powerful, but it was only in Hong Kong, and compared with some aristocratic families in the mainland, he was less Lots of undertones.

I'm afraid he didn't care about these in the past, after all, the society now is different from the ancient times, and aristocratic family doesn't mean anything.He used to think so, but now he feels inferior after all.

He didn't care about it before because he was not interested in the accumulation of ancient culture, but after studying the Qin Dynasty, he had already put away that indifference.

What's more, apart from Zhao Zheng, he has never met anyone who knows ancient martial arts.His curiosity towards Zhao Zheng was really getting heavier, but the swordsmanship he used today was enough to amaze anyone.

He believed that not only him, but anyone who witnessed that scene would probably not be able to forget it.

Although he didn't see the flying over the roof and the wall, the ease and ease with which Zhao Zhengteng moved around gave him the feeling that flying over the roof and the wall was no problem.

Really, it's amazing.

"...I will be with you." The man's brows and eyes were full of worry and firmness for him, which made people want to believe that he could do it.Zhao Pan believed it at the time.

But the figure began to blur, and then turned and left without looking back, leaving only one sentence, which lasted for a long time.

I will be with you.

I will be with you.

Accompanied by the back of the person who disappeared in the light and shadow, this sentence became a curse.

Ying Zheng woke up from his dream, he didn't pay attention to his dry throat, heavy and drowsy head, and the high temperature of his palms.

That person's voice, even after waking up, seemed to be in my ears over and over again, it really lingered.

... He really thought that he didn't care.

Since Yingzheng moved out, Xiang Shaolong has always had the habit of making a phone call at night, but after some embarrassing things happened at noon, Xiang Shaolong hesitated at this time.

Hold the phone in your hand, dial the number, put your hand on the dial, but don't know whether to press it, and what to say after pressing it.

Forget it, just die.

"Hey, Your Majesty, uh,...did you sleep well?" Xiang Shaolong had the urge to whip himself as soon as he finished asking, because he was really frightened by his behavior during the day.

"...Not very good. There was a ghost in the dream." Ying Zheng felt a little dizzy, paused for a moment, and then replied slowly, because of his unclear mind, his tone was a bit sulky.

Xiang Shaolong laughed dryly twice, only to realize that the voice from the microphone was hoarse and feeble, and asked hastily: "What's wrong, the voice is weird, are you sick?"

Thinking of the weather in the early spring, drenched in water, it is easy to catch a cold, and I can't help feeling anxious. There is no imperial doctor on call here, and there is not even a trustworthy person around Ying Zheng.

The more I thought about it, the more worried I became, and without waiting for Ying Zheng to reply, I hung up the phone with a single sentence: "Forget it, I'll be right over, just wait."

Ying Zheng looked at the hung up phone belatedly, shook his drowsy head, pulled up the quilt and fell asleep again.

Not long after the sky darkened, Ying Zheng had been sleeping since he got back, but he was still haunted by a dream that he didn't know if it was a nightmare.Ying Zheng, who was not feeling well, was also feeling uncomfortable in his heart.

Xiang Shaolong bought some medicine for colds and some food, and then he rode his motorcycle to the place where Ying Zheng lived.

Arriving at the place, he rang the doorbell a few times, but when he heard no movement inside, Xiang Shaolong thought maybe Ying Zheng had already fallen asleep, so he didn't ring it again, stepped back a few steps, and observed the balcony on the second floor.

Leveraging on a nearby tree, he suddenly soared into the air and climbed up to the second floor.After going up, he murmured to himself with some displeasure: "Cut~, it's so unsafe, how nice it is to live with me, no matter how good the lightness kung fu is, you can't go up to the fifteenth floor."

Entering the house from the balcony, it was not the first time that Xiang Shaolong came, he was familiar with the road, but it was the first time he came in over the wall.

Since Ying Zheng woke up from the dream, he has been in a half-awake state. He heard the doorbell vaguely, and reacted with a somewhat dull brain for a while, before he remembered that someone should call the door.

After reacting for a while, I realized that now that Zhao Gao is not around, I have to do everything by myself, which is really troublesome, especially when I am weak now.

As soon as the door of the room was opened, Xiang Shaolong's smiling face appeared in front of his eyes, with white teeth and dimples, no matter how you look at it, it's not pleasing to the eye.

Glancing at Xiang Shaolong, Ying Zheng turned around and walked towards the bed again. If it wasn't for his dull eyes, no matter what Ying Zheng's movements were, it would be the same as usual except that he was a little slower.

Leaning against the head of the bed, Ying Zheng, who had just gotten out of bed and walked around for a while, had a clearer mind. Some people said that the more you sleep, the more confused you become. It was indeed correct, and this idea suddenly appeared in Ying Zheng's mind.

"You have a fever!" Xiang Shaolong stretched out his hand to touch Ying Zheng's forehead, feeling a little hot under his hand.

"It's not a serious problem." Ying Zheng didn't move, even if Xiang Shaolong put his hand on his forehead, people might be weaker when they are sick. Although Ying Zheng still won't lose his temper, he didn't refuse Xiang Shaolong either. care.

"It's not a serious problem. Could it be that there is a serious problem after the dignified Qin Shihuang burns out his brain?" Xiang Shaolong immediately retorted, he was really worried about Ying Zheng's attitude.

It was also the first time that the title of Qin Shihuang was spoken without any scruples or other meanings, as if the title was no different from the person in front of him.

This made Yingzheng stunned for a while, how many times, Qin Wang, Qin Shihuang, these titles, when Xiang Shaolong uttered these titles, it was the time when they had another dispute or estrangement in their hearts.

Because Xiang Shaolong's words would always make Ying Zheng feel that he was divided into two people with one title, and the one Xiang Shaolong knew, as he said, was dead.

But no matter how his mentality changes, he is not dead after all, after all, he has completely become the person Xiang Shaolong thinks he is if he is not real.Could it be that when a person grows up, he cannot be counted as him when he was a child?

But later, he probably understood that the image of Qin Shihuang was deeply ingrained in Xiang Shaolong's heart, he would frame his actions with preconceived emotions, on the one hand he was afraid of his changes, and on the other hand he was afraid that he would not change.

So every time when Qin Shihuang was mentioned, Xiang Shaolong was always proud and disappointed.

And when he said it jokingly without any emotion like now, it made Ying Zheng feel as if he had passed away, and he was speechless for a while.