Looking for Qin Jizhi

"Hey, this is cold medicine. I bought it at the pharmacy. You take it first. If the fever persists, I will send you to the hospital." Xiang Shaolong took out the medicine, put it on the bedside table, and took it Go to the cup to pour water.

Ying Zheng looked at the medicine in his hand, fell silent for a moment, took the water from Xiang Shaolong's hand, and drank it.I am really not interested in the strange smell of the hospital.

Xiang Shaolong also knew that the medicine would not be effective for a while, so he went to use a towel to cool Ying Zheng's forehead. No matter what the effect was, the drowsy head was indeed much more comfortable.

"Are you hungry, do you want something to eat?" Xiang Shaolong took the things on the table and shook them in his hands, then took them out without waiting for Ying Zheng's answer, and put them on the bedside table.

"No, I don't have an appetite." His head felt better, and he felt drowsy again. Perhaps it was because the cold medicine contained sleeping ingredients, and before he could say anything, Ying Zheng was already drowsy.

"Forget it, wait until you wake up and eat." Xiang Shaolong looked at Ying Zheng's sleeping face and said softly.

It was getting late, and Xiang Shaolong didn't want to go back to sleep after tossing for a while, so he helped Ying Zheng change the towel on his forehead a few times, touched his forehead and the fever subsided before he felt relieved.

"Hey, Your Majesty, what do you think of me sleeping here today? Now, if you don't say anything, you agree. It's already agreed. Don't get angry when you get up tomorrow."

Due to illness and medication, Ying Zheng fell asleep unconsciously, Xiang Shaolong looked at Ying Zheng's expressionless face while sleeping, and suddenly felt very peaceful in his heart.

After talking to himself and deciding his destination tonight, he turned on the bed, closed his eyes, listened to the shallow breathing in his ear, and sighed: "Hey, here we are the only ones who depend on each other. You can't take care of yourself like that."

He opened his eyes, raised his head and looked at the sleeping Ying Zheng, and said in a discussing tone: "Otherwise, do you think this is good, I will move here to take care of you, anyway, we should all be working for Li Xiaochao now , we should be able to live together...well, it’s a deal, and I won’t go back on my word tomorrow!”

He lay down again, and finally went to sleep for real.

There was no dream all night, Xiang Shaolong woke up at dawn, but Ying Zheng, who had always been a light sleeper, now slept soundly.Xiang Shaolong sat up from the bed, and naturally stretched out his hand to touch Ying Zheng's forehead. Fortunately, he didn't have a fever anymore.

Opening the curtains, the cool air from the window came in, Xiang Shaolong's training was coming to an end, and after a while, he just waited for a suitable opportunity to start the time travel experiment.

The Lunar New Year will be here in a few days. I remember that the last shuttle experiment was on the second day of the Lunar New Year. This time it is the same.

It's time to go back soon, but at this moment, Xiang Shaolong suddenly felt a sense of uncertainty.

No, you shouldn't say that, it should be said that the sense of uncertainty has always existed, but he just ignored it subconsciously.

Judging from his experience of traveling once, the time of traveling through time and space has great uncertainty.

If the travel time is the same as last time, then his home in ancient times, the brothers and wife he met in ancient times, and many things he has experienced have never happened.

If he traveled to the time before he returned to modern times, wouldn't Ying Zheng travel back to change history?If history can be changed, then they will no longer exist, and it seems that there is no difference whether you wear them back or not.

He took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it.After taking a sip, I was uncertain in the smoke.

Depressed for a while, Xiang Shaolong laughed at himself, then patted his forehead, complaining that he was worrying too much, no matter what, even if nothing happened, those people were still in ancient times.

No matter what, unfounded worry and so on are unacceptable, let's talk about 45-degree bright and sad when we meet people.

Turning around to look at Ying Zheng on the bed, I was also slightly worried, afraid that the Ying Zheng I saw after traveling back would not be the same Ying Zheng who came back to modern times with him?

But this possibility is much smaller than what he was worried about just now. He has an intuition in his heart that even if they go back, they will have memories of being in modern times.

Thinking of a person who saw the era when he was born and grew up with his own eyes, and a person who shared a memory that others would never understand, his heart suddenly settled down.

No matter how bizarre and tortuous his life is, no matter how surprising and incomprehensible his memory is, no matter how inaccessible his hometown is, in the future in Qin Dynasty, there will always be someone who really knows, not by his own knowledge. Describe imagined.

Looking at Ying Zheng's sleeping face, a voice appeared in Xiang Shaolong's mind, as if right next to his ear: "...Pan'er is willing to go back to Master's hometown with Master."

The clear voice contained a little childishness and stubbornness. Hearing these words at the time, Xiang Shaolong only felt helpless. How could Qin Shihuang return to modern times with him?

I am afraid that before they return to modern times, history will have already collapsed, and the two of them may not exist anymore. How can they go back to more than 2000 years later?

But now, Xiang Shaolong touched Ying Zheng's eyebrows with his fingers. Although the expression in those eyebrows was completely different, he really wanted to say a word: "This is the hometown of master, Pan'er."

When Yingzheng woke up, it was already bright, and a ray of morning sun shone in from the window with the curtains opened.I was sweating all over my body and felt sticky and uncomfortable.

But the spirit is very good. Compared with the feeling of splitting headache last night, I feel refreshed now.

As he walked towards the bathroom, he wondered if Xiang Shaolong had been here last night, but if he had the impression of going out to open the door, did he come?Still haven't been here?

Xiang Shaolong was in the kitchen and heard some noises from the half-closed bedroom door, thinking that Ying Zheng should come out soon, he poked his head out to have a look, but found that Ying Zheng was nowhere to be seen.

Surprised, he went into the kitchen again, put down the breakfast he was about to make, covered the pot where the porridge was cooking, wiped his hands, untied his apron, and looked into the bedroom.

There was no one on the bed, but it looked like he hadn't put on his clothes yet. Hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, it turned out that he was going to take a shower.It just so happened that after he finished washing, he could have breakfast.

Hmph, he can't handle the rice in ancient times, can it be that he can't handle it in modern times?I can't handle the complicated ones, but the simpler ones can always be taken care of.

After all, he lived alone.Modern kitchens are much simpler to use.However, in ancient times, the family had already raised him lazy, and it can be said that there is basically no need to do it.

I haven't been in the kitchen for more than ten years. If it wasn't for Yingzheng's illness today, I could still make do with the takeaway. When they were at his house, they always made do with the takeaway.After all, shopping for groceries every day is too troublesome.

However, Yingzheng's refrigerator here is full of things. Yingzheng put it there when he thought it was impossible.Well, it didn't count when I left the palace!

Thinking of Ying Zheng's leaving the palace, Xiang Shaolong felt bad, and it was from then on that Zhao Pan became Ying Zheng.When he knew it at the beginning, he thought it was just making that wayward kid suffer, but thinking about it later, he probably suffered a lot.

Forget it, it's all over, and in the end, I came back well and completely.

While bringing out the breakfast and thinking wildly, the doorbell rang, Xiang Shaolong put down the breakfast and went to open the door.

Standing outside the door were two middle-aged men, a man and a woman, Xiang Shaolong knew both of them, the man was Li Xiaochao's driver, and the woman he had seen here last time, she seemed to be cleaning the house at that time.

With the appearance of these two people, Xiang Shaolong was somewhat disappointed.But soon he was not disappointed, the driver just came to say hello, and the middle-aged woman was the one who helped Ying Zheng cook and clean the house every day.

Now that he has prepared breakfast, let her clean the house. Well, the balcony on the second floor was stepped on by him yesterday, so it should be cleaned 'well' now.

After Xiang Shaolong finished his thoughts, he nodded in self-concern, expressing his satisfaction with his arrangement. Sure enough, even if he returned to modern times, his IQ index was still only high or not low.

Ying Zheng came out of the bathroom and wiped his head with a towel. The advantage of short hair is that it is easier to dry.The antique king Yingzheng, who is very obsessed with long hair, temporarily admits a small advantage of short hair.As for whether there are advantages in other aspects, it remains to be investigated.

But when he first arrived at the living room, Ying Zheng stopped wiping his hair, and Xiang Shaolong's face with white teeth and dimples appeared again. Sure enough, the impressive face last night was not a dream.

Following Xiang Shaolong's greeting, Ying Zheng brushed his hair again and walked towards the dining table, thinking to himself, that means he came over as soon as he heard his voice was wrong.

I'm in a happy mood. It seems that Mr. Xiang is generally... well, loyal to the emperor.

"... These things were made by Xiang Taifu?" Ying Zheng expressed that he didn't understand some of Xiang Shaolong's acts of offering treasures. He just thought that Xiang Taifu was as usual,...competent?

"Hey, don't look so unbelievable, okay, you can easily make me feel a kind of inflated vanity, haha, but it feels good." Xiang Shaolong said with a grin: "Okay Come on, eat it quickly, try my handicraft, it's definitely not worse than your imperial chef."

Ying Zheng put down the towel in his hand and said, "Master Xiang's craftsmanship, how can I not appreciate my face?"

After taking a few mouthfuls, the doorbell rang again. Xiang Shaolong felt that he seemed a bit unlucky today, and wondered if he should go to some temple to ask for a lottery, or go to a church to pray?

"Mr. Xiang lived here last night?" Li Xiaochao asked with some doubts after seeing that it was Xiang Shaolong who opened the door.After all, it's early in the morning, if you come here from Xiang Shaolong's house, you have to get up very early.

"Yeah, Ah Zheng caught a cold last night. I'll take care of him. I wonder how Mr. Li is doing?" The relaxed tone contained some dissatisfaction with Li Xiaochao. If something happened to Ying Zheng yesterday, Li Xiaochao might be the culprit culprit.

But because of what happened yesterday, Ying Zheng caught a cold, but Li Xiaochao was fine.

Li Xiaochao, who had secretly speculated about the relationship between Xiang Shaolong and Ying Zheng, was not dissatisfied with Xiang Shaolong's rather blunt words.

This is more in line with common sense, after all Xiang Shaolong has never really been polite to him.Xiang Shaolong also knew this, otherwise at this special moment, how could he have done something that might disrupt the plan?

But when he heard that Ying Zheng had caught a cold, Li Xiaochao was genuinely worried. After all, if Ying Zheng hadn't been there yesterday, maybe he would have died, and he would have been his savior.

"The cold prevention medicine I sent to Brother Zhao yesterday, why didn't it work?" Li Xiaochao had already entered the living room, and asked Ying Zheng directly.

When Xiang Shaolong heard this, he didn't need to ask Ying Zheng, it was obvious that Ying Zheng didn't trust this kind of medicine, especially if it was given to him by someone who didn't trust him, how could Ying Zheng take it? Woolen cloth?Medicine is nothing else, after all, a little change in Chinese medicine will be bad luck, and he doesn't know anything about Western medicine at all.

Sure enough, looking at Ying Zheng's expression, he looked indifferent, and said casually: "It's kind of brother Li's kindness, I forgot to eat."

"Brother Zhao is fine now, isn't he? Do you want to see a doctor, so you can rest assured." Li Xiaochao looked very apologetic.

"Don't bother, there's nothing serious about it." Ying Zheng didn't like the hospital or the doctor very much.