Qin Shi-Zhang Liang's Sacred Conspiracy

The light of the night pearl circulated in the closed palace.

The dazzling golden hall is like a huge box. As soon as Zhang Liang raised his eyes, he saw the high cast dragon chair directly in front of him, standing proudly with the majesty of the empire, just like the emperor who had been obsessed all his life.

"Sir, don't move forward..." Mrs. Xiang saw Zhang Liang wanting to move forward in the blink of an eye, and hurriedly stopped her and said, "Sir, please look at the carved dragon heads around the hall. Each dragon's mouth is full of poison. .”

Zhang Liang's body suddenly paused, his eyes turned, and he saw countless lifelike golden dragons carved on the surrounding walls, delicate and small, but possessed of form and spirit, wanting to soar up to the nine heavens.

Zhang Liang stopped, and saw Mrs. Xiang's figure suddenly rise, like a bird, with light toes, and landed in front of the lonely dragon chair, Moye sword in her hand, driving out, and landed on the stone wall behind the dragon chair, Suddenly, the sound of Zha Zha's locomotive came from the silent surroundings.

With a loud bang, the hall paved with white jade suddenly cracked open, revealing a narrow hole.

"This is the entrance to the underground palace, sir..." Mrs. Xiang turned her head and showed a rare relieved smile. Although it was fleeting, it still caught Zhang Liang's eyes.

Zhang Liang followed Mrs. Xiang closely, passing through the narrow entrance of the underground palace, and when the eyes suddenly opened up, there was a blue wave, the boat shook slightly, and in the faint green light, mist curled around, like a fairyland.

Yingzheng's cold jade bed is placed in the deepest part of the underground palace, which is the closest room to the center of the earth.

Zhang Liang jumped off the boat, only to find that behind the smoggy lake was a hut made of white jade, with a hazy view from the emerald green.

Dressed in jet-black dragon patterns, and a face as heavy as frost, Zhang Liang saw Ying Zheng's slender figure from the crystal clear white jade wall at a glance, with his eyes slightly closed, lying quietly on the cold ice emitting a faint green light Above, as if falling into a long sleep, never moved.

"I hope you reject Your Majesty's intention..." Zhang Liang's slender fingertips wanted to push the jade gate open, but were stopped by a sudden pair of hands.

Zhang Liang frowned slightly, and turned his head to look at Meng Yi with stern eyebrows, his eyes were like ice that had been suppressed for thousands of years, falling on his face, filled with hatred, resentment, puzzlement, and disgust.

"Your Majesty's life is in jeopardy now, but he is determined to relieve you. I hope you refuse him..." Meng Yi was swept away by Zhang Liang's shallow eyes, and a trace of discomfort flashed across his face. He stopped his hand, and slowly hang down.

"Yi, it can't be like this..." Before Zhang Liang could speak, another deep and cold voice came from behind, slightly hoarse, but it was irresistible.

"General Meng..." Zhang Liang turned his head and met Meng Tian's resolute face, but he couldn't help sighing slightly in his heart, Meng Tian was indeed not dead...

"Why can't it be like this? Do you want to just watch His Majesty..." Meng Yi's cold lips twitched a hint of sarcasm, looked at Zhang Liang, and swallowed the last few words in Meng Tian's eyes in time.

"This is His Majesty's own choice..." Meng Tian looked at Zhang Liang's fingertips on Bai Yubi with complicated eyes, and let out a slight tremor.

"But I'm not worth it for His Majesty..." Meng Yi's thin and cold voice was full of endless dissatisfaction. Seeing Zhang Liang's unchanging expression, he couldn't help but stare at him and said, "Do you know why Your Majesty has left the back seat vacant? You know why your majesty got rid of Hu Hai's biological mother, and you know that your majesty is well aware of Hu Hai's schemes, but let him go. You only know that he is your enemy, but how did you know that he was infamy, just for you."

Meng Yi's gravel voice was full of anger, and he looked at Zhang Liang without turning for a moment.

"I know..." Misty waves filled with mist wrapped around Zhang Liang's snow-white skirt, lining off that cheek, like a white lotus emerging from water, Fan Jie was cool and cold.

Meng Yi was stunned by Zhang Liang's cold voice, and even Meng Tian couldn't help raising his eyebrows and looking at Zhang Liang.

"I know..." The clear and shallow eyes fell on the mottled black-clothed figure, and the calm voice drifted lightly with the clouds and mist, and also reached the ears of Mr. Xiang and Mrs. Xiang who were always silent.

"I know that he left the post vacant for me. I know that he got rid of Hu Hai's biological mother to avenge the destruction of my family. Fan Yuqi killed [-] members of the Zhang family in disregard of his imperial order. Because of the identity of Hu Hai's biological mother, I also know that he ruined the country for me, and I don't want to take it empty-handed, so he planned with all his heart and even risked his life. But..." Zhang Liang's pale face could not be concealed in the end There was a hint of sadness: "Hate someone so deeply, it's not easy to forget about it, love someone, it's so difficult, and it's not easy to admit it..."

"Admit?" Meng Tian slightly raised his eyebrows, and moved slightly, seeing the oppression in Zhang Liang's eyes, couldn't help showing a smile.

"Gratitude and hatred have been difficult to understand since ancient times. Instead of deceiving yourself, it is better to see clearly." Surrounded by thin clouds, Mr. Xiang finally couldn't help but said emotionally: "Your Majesty stays by Your Majesty's side all the time, and I have seen His Majesty." The pain is intractable, now that the Great Qin Dynasty is about to fall, His Majesty is willing to atone for the sins of the past, even if the husband is relieved for a moment, it can be regarded as fulfilling His Majesty's wish."

"Sir, please..." Meng Tian still looked solemn, pulled away Meng Yi who was blocking the door of the Baiyu hut, and said to Zhang Liang with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Clouds and smoke lingered, mist was hazy, but inside the hut, it was clear and bright, and the cold jade bed faintly exuded extreme coldness. Zhang Liang's thin white clothes, once entering the hut, had already formed a thin sheet of ice.

"Ying Zheng..." Zhang Liang's eyes fell on that stern face as calmly as water, his mind was full of the previous appearance of this man, arrogant and domineering, with soft words, thinking of the deep eyes of that man, who once The gentleness whispered in his ears made his heart suddenly blurred, he didn't know what to say for a moment, he could only look at him quietly, and let the time leisurely flow in this cold hut.

"I'm here..." A deep sigh finally escaped from his mouth. Zhang Liang's slender fingertips couldn't help covering his face that had never moved, looking at the man who had once sat high above the hall. The emperor, who was lying here with a pale face at this time, felt that all this was like a long dream, and they were all deeply trapped in it, and they never woke up.

The three words "very light" seemed to reflect Zhang Liang's state of mind at this time, echoing over and over again in the stagnant air, and closing his eyes slightly, Zhang Liang knew that this person was falling into a deep sleep, and he couldn't hear what he said. He couldn't tell what it was like to speak, he was glad that Ying Zheng couldn't see the emotions leaking in his eyes, but he also regretted that he couldn't see himself in his last glance.