Qin Shi-Zhang Liang's Sacred Conspiracy

The cool drizzle slowly fell in the spacious and majestic Imperial Forbidden Palace.

The wind slowly picked up the corners of Zhang Liang's white clothes, making a chilling sound in the air.

"Sir...Your Majesty is waiting for you to have dinner together." Behind him, a maid dressed in black clothes stood behind her and pointed blankly to the figure in white clothes who stood under the eaves and looked at the whispering ecstasy.

Zhang Liang didn't answer, but turned around slowly following the woman's voice, and walked towards Xianyang Palace.

There……

It's his prison...

And the woman who called Xiangwu was his cell boss...

He once thought that it was just life, and he had nothing to fear, so he came here.But he didn't think that what he stepped into was such a dirty abyss.

Yingzheng is tyrannical and has endless methods of torture, but he seems to be kind to him.

Since that day, Ying Zheng personally turned Xianyang Palace into his prison.He even sent Xiang Wu, a master of the Yin Yang family, to guard him closely.He himself goes to court every morning to deal with political affairs, and then returns to Xianyang Palace in the next court to watch him for meals.

The wind picked up and met Zhang Liang's pale and transparent cheeks.The rain fell gently on his face, like teardrops, crystal clear and transparent.

From a very young age, Zhang Liang could no longer shed tears, because no matter how hard he cried, he still had to face those sorrows and difficulties.Therefore, no matter how thoroughly hurt he was, he would always smile lightly, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

When he returned to Xianyang Palace, Yingzheng had already changed out of his court clothes. He was dressed in black dragon pattern clothes, which perfectly set off the majesty of the emperor.

Ying Zheng was lonely and cold, his dark eyes were full of cold light, his black hair was neatly tied on top of his head, his face was cold and handsome, and he was sitting at the table full of vegetables surrounded by a cold breath.

Zhang Liang glanced at Ying Zheng indifferently, and then sat down without saying a word.

Over the past month, he seemed to have gotten used to this. He didn't want to talk to Ying Zheng, and Ying Zheng didn't force him.Except for sleeping on the same couch at night, the two hardly communicated with each other.

On Zhang Liang's face, he is as gentle as jade, modest and polite, but in fact he is resolute and resolute.

Although Ying Zheng tried to imprison him in Xianyang Palace, he didn't dare to force him too much.And ever since Zhang Liang bit his tongue that day, Ying Zheng often felt that the person in front of him might threaten death at any time.

Therefore, I was very worried and sent Xiang Wu from the Yin Yang family to follow him all day long.And every night I sleep honestly, not daring to go beyond...

Of course, it wasn't that he didn't dare, but that he tried, and the result was tragic, not only for Zhang Liang, but also for him.

As for what kind of tragic method, according to the gossip that Zhao Gao overheard, this is the case.

Zhang Liang committed suicide by biting his tongue and was rescued. He recovered after more than ten days of recuperation. During the days when Zhang Liang was lying on the couch, Ying Zheng slept with Zhang Liang almost every day. To be honest, he didn't refuse with righteous words, so His Majesty the First Emperor also began to feel distracted, thinking about his good performance these days, whether Zhang Liang accepted him.So... On a dark and windy night, Ying Zheng launched a sneak attack while Zhang Liang was sleeping with his eyes closed, but he didn't want to, Ying Zheng's tiger and wolf movements, too much movement of his hands and feet, woke him up, Among them, all kinds of fragrance and excitement, Zhao Gao couldn't help drooling while thinking about it...

As for the consequences...

Zhang Liang, the majestic ruler of a country in the Great Qin Empire, kicked him out of bed, and even slammed the door out in a fit of rage.Of course, as soon as he stepped out of Xianyang Palace, he was stopped by someone on his back, and then captured by Ying Zheng.

In a panic, Zhang Liang pulled out Ying Zheng's Tianwen hanging in the house, and stabbed Ying Zheng without any explanation.The process was thrilling and exciting, but fortunately there was no danger. Although Zhang Liang had a sharp sword in his hand, he was weak and was subdued by Ying Zheng on the spot.

That night, it is said that many people lived in trepidation, especially Zhao Gao, who was worried about their Emperor, but did not dare to serve him personally, and wandered around outside Xianyang Palace all night like a cat scratching his heart.

Fortunately, after that night, it was quite stable. The first thing Ying Zheng said to Zhao Gao when he opened his eyes in the morning was that if this matter got out, he would die.Zhao Gao immediately raised his hands to swear that he would never dare to reveal the slightest rumor.

However, he can keep it a secret. There is a big man hidden in the emperor's bedroom, except for His Majesty, but he can't hide it...

Moreover, this man has been on a hunger strike since he woke up the next day, and he is even more depressed...

first day...

Zhao Gao: "Sir...you have a taste, His Majesty has specially made chicken soup for you to nourish your body..."

Zhang Liang glanced at him.

Day two...

Zhao Gao: "Sir, this plate of dim sum is not bad. The servant brought it here specially. Would you like a piece?"

Zhang Liang glanced at him.

On the third day...

Zhao Gao: "Sir... Please, I haven't eaten for three days, so just take a bite..."

Zhang Liang ignored him silently.

fourth day...

Zhao Gao knelt in front of the couch, wiped his tears and cried, "Sir... If you don't eat anymore, this little life of a slave will be gone..."

Zhang Liang closed his eyes and did not move.

fifth day...

Ying Zheng got angry, took the soup directly, pinched his mouth open and fed it to him, and then was spit out again...

Zhang Liang's little face was already pale enough to become transparent.

Day [-]...

The imperial doctor tremblingly wiped his sweat and said vigorously, if he didn't eat anymore, he might die.

Ying Zheng threatened in his ear with a dark face that if he did this again, he would destroy Confucianism and Xiaoshengxianzhuang.

Zhang Liang remained silent.

the seventh day...

The tyrant became flustered and his words softened. If you are willing to eat, I will never force you in the future.

Zhang Liang's eyelashes moved slightly, but he still didn't open his eyes.

eighth day...

Yingzheng didn't even think about going to court. He stayed by the bed, stared at the hunger striker with a dark face all day, and finally sighed unbearably: "I, Yingzheng, swear by the country and the empire, if I force you to You, there is no master in the country, and you will never break your oath."

As soon as the words were finished, Zhang Liang slowly opened his eyes, looked at Ying Zheng with a weak breath and nodded.

In an instant, Ying Zheng's face turned black with a green glow, and his body exuded a cold air that strangers should not get close to.

In this battle, Yingzheng really lost a complete mess...

After this battle, Zhang Liang felt relieved. Although he was still in Ying Zheng's palm, at least he didn't have to worry about him pounced on him at any time...

It's just cold brows and cold eyes every day, reading books in spare time, and walking around Xianyang Palace. Although Ying Zheng still shares the bed with him every day, he is very obedient and will not overstep.