I've done everything I can to play tricks, but the actor is a drama maker after all, whether I want to do it or not, whether I do anything to hurt Yingzheng, I am suspected of being unclean.

Li Si didn't get a valuable breakthrough from me, but he must have never given up the aura of "criminal" reflected by me, the princess of Qi Kingdom;

Although Ying Zheng acquiesced to my request without a word, and he did not say that he doubted me, I was pushed by Zhong Li to take the initiative to "dedicate" myself to the assassin's sword, and I believe that many people will mention it before he speaks;

Don't talk about the princesses of Qin, when I was clear, they still wished that I could "clear" my business trip, not to mention that I was only half a step away from the national prison now, and I almost "killed" the Yingzheng they relied on for a living;

A few days ago, the powerful prince Fusu, who was in the palace, openly covered up the fact that I had made a request to him for me in front of Li Si, saying that in addition to not wanting me to be subjected to strict interrogation and suspicion, he was also worried that I would be found out for some major crimes related to life and death...

I think I've had enough, I've done enough!

After Ying Zheng promised me to come to see Lin Jixiang, Ying Zheng became the heaviest and most guilty pressure in my heart.

After staying in prison for so long and not being beheaded, Lin Jixiang naturally knew that Ying Zheng's life was not in danger, so his first question did not ask Ying Zheng's life and death.

"How are you?" That's the first question asked.

He opened his mouth silently, lip-synching to me.

I am well-dressed, dignified, and unscarred, and I am a good person, and he is a bad person.

"Are you okay?" I opened my mouth, but I couldn't help but cry.

The luxurious brocade robe that I asked Luo Cong to prepare for Lin Jixiang and attend the Ying Zheng's birthday banquet has lost its original pure and beautiful appearance, and it is messy with the blood stains on Lin Jixiang's skin and flesh, and the new and old blood scars appear to be mixed and intrusive against its opening and closing, and it looks like it has endured a lot of torture.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

He wanted to smile at me, but he sighed in pain because the act of laughing pulled the blood from the corner of his mouth.

My eyes are broken.

"Luo Onion, a medicine for the Grand Duke's mouth and eyes to wipe and heal wounds." I told Luo Onion to do it himself.

Because I expected that Lin Jixiang would suffer a lot. So I asked Yunyang National Prison to see Lin Jixiang in a separate side hall, although Li Si was reluctant after the jailer reported to Li Si, but I am the one who Yingzheng allowed to come to visit the prison, and he can't say anything.

"No, you don't." Lin Jixiang looked directly at me and shook his head slightly.

I looked at Luo Cong and gave Luo Cong the look I insisted on.

Lin Jixiang's injuries when he first entered the dungeon have not healed, and now he has been punished so harshly, as a man, it is okay to have some scars on his body, but if his god-like face is ruined because of me...

I shouldn't be so narrow-minded. I'm in the bad situation I'm in right now. You should find a reason to focus on the big picture:

If the forces of Qi advocated fighting against Qin, when they saw Lin Jixiang go abroad, Guanyu's intact face would be tortured like this. It must be uncontrollable to set off a storm of the main battle again.

Luo Cong lightly touched the bloody mouth in the corner of Lin Jixiang's eyes, and Lin Jixiang's expression that wanted to give me a comforting smile suddenly twisted into a ball, but this contraction caused more pain in other wounds. The face is even more hideous.

I burst into tears.

"Don't worry, I will definitely save you."

At this moment, I just want to guarantee this sentence, for him, but also for me.

I must save Lin Jixiang, who was trapped in Qin Prison for my sake, to get out!

Lin Jixiang is not in a hurry to pay attention to his own safety, he is just thinking about the fate of Yingzheng and my danger.

"If I dare to do it, I haven't thought about retreating." As he spoke, after enduring the pain of another touch, he added, "It's a pity that I didn't succeed in killing him." He didn't embarrass you, did he? ”

He looked at me with pity.

"Look. Wouldn't it be nice for me? ”

I'm sitting here in a dignified way, and I'm in prison again, which is enough to show that it's a good thing.

Lin Jixiang was a little relieved.

"How's he doing?" His eyes sank.

Ask me first, and then Yingzheng, it seems that my safety is in Lin Jixiang's heart - at least in Lin Jixiang's mouth, it is greater than the hatred of Yingzheng and the situation in the world in his mind.

When I mentioned Yingzheng, my heart was full of guilt.

"Not so good." I was worried, "The assassin's sword is poisonous. Stabbed him in the eye. ”

Lin Jixiang had a little regret on his face, but he was still calm.

I knew that he wanted the Qin Palace to make a big event to increase the morale of the Chu State and ease down the troops, but he also understood that Ying Zheng was surrounded by masters, and it was difficult for an assassin to take down Ying Zheng's head even if his skills were high and his attack was sudden, so he was not impatient to learn that Ying Zheng was still alive.

"Yingzheng is not dead, it is better to be blind." He muttered to himself.

It seems that he knows the poison of the assassin's sword, which is why he naturally concluded that he will be blind if he hurts his eyes—then he must know what poison is and what medicine is needed.

"Xiangjue, I don't want him to be so blind." I really don't want Yingzheng to be blind like this.

Lin Jixiang was a little surprised, and there was a faint worry in his surprised eyes.

"Why?" His voice was dry when he asked.

I understand that he is afraid that I will say what I want Ying Zheng to be well, because he doesn't want me to accommodate Ying Zheng in my heart.

I told Lin Jixiang that my heart is so small that it can only accommodate the next person, and I think he still remembers it, because this is what I often tell him about my heart.

If I really said it in line with what he was afraid of, he would have exacerbated his hatred for Ying Zheng, and would ignore the fact that he was treating Ying Zheng coldly and waiting for Ying Zheng to be blind.

"Even if he can't see it, he is still brave and wise, and he will not stop the matter of unifying the world. It's just that his eyes are not clear, and his temperament will change greatly, and living by his side, and I indirectly made him so, and I will be more tired and dangerous when I think about it. "I looked sad.

Lin Jixiang still cares about me, he can't see me being wronged, and from my point of view, he wants to get an antidote to the necessity of this matter, he may be able to accept it better.

But as smart as he is, he obviously feels that I am only doing a one-sided analysis.

"Do you really just think that? Do you really think he's heroic? His gaze was very sad.

Lin Jixiang's uneasy tone said that I was uneasy.

Since the convincing power of the lie is not strong, then I should change the way and not blindly insist on saying it.

"Don't you believe it? Do you think I'm going to fall in love with him? You think highly of him from the bottom of your heart, right? ”

I provoked Lin to start a psychological warfare, asking him three times about his thoughts and attitudes.

Lin Jixiang's face was full of pain.

"You can't love him."

He had no intention of fighting with me, he just spoke deeply, and his eyes were foggy.