Qin Shi-Zhang Liang's Sacred Conspiracy

"Let's go, I'll walk with you..." Ying Zheng saw Zhang Liang laughing at him, his pale face was shining with a touching blush.There was a slight movement in his heart, this... was the first time Zhang Liang smiled at him.

On weekdays, Zhang Liang was either cold as ice, or he looked like he hated him. With such a shallow smile, it was like the scene when he saw him for the first time. He was innocent and pure. Apart from his smile, there was nothing in his eyes. Can't fit.

Seeing Ying Zheng looking at him with a smile in his eyes, Zhang Liang quickly suppressed his smile, turned around and wanted to leave.

The breeze greets each other, and the fragrance of soil is faintly contained in the air.

Zhang Liang had been to the back garden of Xianyang Palace many times, but this was the first time he was with this person.The light wind, mixed with the whispers of branches and leaves rubbing against each other, flows in the silent air like whispers among flowers under the moon.

Gently closing his eyes, for the first time, Zhang Liang felt his heart was so quiet, was it because he was about to leave, or because of that person...

Zhang Liang didn't know, and didn't want to think about it.At this moment, he just wanted to taste the taste of the air quietly.

Ying Zheng kept looking at that person, from his eyebrows, hair, and cheeks, as if it was the last look, greedy and didn't want to give up.

There are too many impossibilities between him and him.Even if he knew it, he wanted to give it a try with all his might.Whether he hates him or hates him...

If he can't make him remember him because of love, then it doesn't matter if he engraves him in his heart with hatred.At least, in his heart, he is no longer a stranger...

Jiangshan Empire, the beauty of the Six Kingdoms, and his harem, there are countless beauties, but there is no one who can make him feel happy even if he is hated.He likes to plunder and hates failure, but that person made him fail again and again, feeling powerless.He couldn't torture him, because his heart would hurt.No one can give him that irresistible taste.

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In the night, the cool moonlight is faintly sprinkled.Zhang Liang slowly woke up from the soft couch, hearing the endless sound of horseshoes.

"Wake up..." Zhang Liang stood up, and a familiar cold voice came from behind.

"Hmm..." Zhang Liang turned back, a little sleepy, looking at the man who was as clear as ever, and was about to speak, when Li Si's voice came from outside the carriage and said: "Your Majesty, I passed Lishan Mountain today, and there is no inn along the way, why not?" Set up camp in the mountains, and go on the road tomorrow.”

Ying Zheng frowned slightly, glanced at Zhang Liang, and thought, these days he has been on the road non-stop, the soldiers need to rest, and the man in front of him who looks weak and sick needs even more rest, even though he is in the carriage almost every day. He was lying down, but he must have been uncomfortable due to the jolting of the carriage.Thinking of this, Ying Zheng gave a light 'hmm'.

When he stepped out of the carriage, Zhang Liang immediately saw the little girl carved in pink and jade, in a gorgeous red dress, standing beside Ying Zheng's carriage with her mouth pouting. Zhang Liang couldn't help but see the girl staring at him with strange eyes. Wei Wei was stunned for a moment, but quickly came back to his senses, and got out of the carriage leisurely under the eyes of the little girl.

"Are you the beauty father hid in the palace?" The little girl wrinkled her small face and looked at Zhang Liang from top to bottom strangely, always feeling that something was wrong.

"Princess Hua Ting... my little ancestor, didn't your majesty forbid you to get out of the carriage casually?" Zhang Liang saw the little girl asking him, his face was filled with embarrassment, he didn't know how to answer, Zhao Gao who came up behind him to serve him Hurriedly hugging the little girl, he was about to take her away.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Gao pulled Huating, wanting to drag the little girl back before Ying Zheng got out of the carriage, but he didn't want Ying Zheng to move so fast, he stretched out his hand and opened the curtain, and saw Zhao Gao and Hua at a glance Court, suddenly his face became clouded.

"Father..." As soon as Hua Ting saw Ying Zheng, he immediately shook off Zhao Gao's hand and jumped forward to hold Zhang Liang's hand. He asked in a soft voice with a childish face, "Is he the father?" Is the emperor not letting Huating see the beauty? Such a beautiful sister, why don't you let Huating see her?"

"Beautiful sister?" Zhang Liang was really embarrassed by the little girl who suddenly came up to him, especially when he heard him call his sister, his face flushed brightly, and in a blink of an eye he saw Ying Zheng looked at him with a half-smile, She couldn't help but stare at him with a cold face.

"Don't talk nonsense..." Seeing Zhang Liang glaring at him, Ying Zheng also smiled, but the sentence "No nonsense" was soft, not as cold and blunt as in the past.

"Okay..." Seeing Ying Zheng glaring at her, Na Huating hurriedly shut up, although even she could see that his father's nonsense scolding her had no courage at all.

The cold air is getting deeper, the winter haze is approaching, the bleak branches and leaves are circling and falling, and even the birds are beginning to migrate.

"It's so late, how can there be birds?" Zhang Liangzheng stared at the bird in his hand in a daze, his slender and white fingertips slid over lightly, the slight red under the black feathers, but he didn't want to suddenly see the bird behind him. There came that crisp and childish voice.

"Little princess..." Zhang Liang turned his head slightly, and was not surprised to see Huating staring at the bird in his hand with a pair of pretty eyes, and asked innocently: "Is it hurt? poor thing……"

"Hmm..." Zhang Liang followed his finger, looked at the little bird that was gradually bleeding, raised his beautiful eyebrows slightly, and said, "Maybe I accidentally hurt it when I was struggling to escape from the cage."

"Then let's cure it..." Huating's crystal eyes instantly burst into multicolored light, and he stretched out his hand to gently caress the feather, loving it so much.

"What are you doing?" Huating happily embraced the little bird that Zhang Liang handed over to her, with a cautious expression on his face. As soon as he hugged the bird into his arms, Ying Zheng suddenly appeared, looking at the two of them and the bird , his complexion was very cold like a sign of the future of wind and rain.

Zhang Liang raised his eyes, glanced at Ying Zheng, said nothing, just turned and left indifferently.

"Father, the bird is injured. My sister gave it to me and taught me to heal it." Huating also saw Ying Zheng's sinister eyes, stood there timidly, and hurriedly explained to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng looked at the white figure coldly, cool and distant, silent and stubborn.With deep eyes, he looked at the woman who had been following Zhang Liang. When she saw her nod slightly, a trace of annoyance flashed through her heart, but she felt relieved and walked slowly towards that figure.