Ying Zheng put away the sharpness in his eyes, concealed his own feelings, and sank his timbre.

"Isn't it ridiculous and generous to compete with a naughty boy who can't read books and doesn't practice martial arts?" He questioned me.

I blinked to make my vision clear, and I spoke with emotion.

"The king asked Li'er to compete with a naughty boy who couldn't read books and didn't practice martial arts, and he couldn't grow his ambition and lose, wouldn't he be smiling and generous?

The slave concubine begged the king to wait until the chestnut and Banmu were both set and had their own strengths. ”

I put my pious heart on Ying Zheng through my eyes.

Ying Zheng looked at me, looked straight for a minute, took a few heavy breaths, ignored my stubborn earnest words, and decisively gave an order to the outside of the palace.

"Come here, spread the word of chestnut ear to see you."

His edict made me panic.

"Your Majesty—"

"Stand down!"

My earnest shouts contrasted sharply with Yingzheng's categorical rebuke, and brought silence to the hall.

This unquiet silence lasted until the arrival of the chestnut.

"Greetings to my father! Greetings to all the mothers! ”

Li Er's words were well-founded, and he knelt down in front of Yingzheng.

Ying Zheng's face was slightly better than that of Tie Qing, who was angry with me, but it was still sternly scary.

"Li'er, what do you think about the matter of your eighth brother Banmu?" He was sharp-tongued.

Li Er sensed the situation he was in from Ying Zheng's words and the atmosphere of the hall, so he answered Ying Zheng's question aloud with a solemn face.

"The eighth brother is heroic. It is the pride of our Daqin to make immortal feats for the country of my winning clan, although it is still glorious to die! His little face tensed, and he spoke generously.

"The executioner who shot your brother was named Xiang Yu. is the descendant of Xiang Yan, a famous general in Chu, the same age as you, do you want to compete with him and be ashamed of your brother? Ying Zheng asked.

Chestnut's angry and immature face looked solemn, but he was not cowardly at all.

"Back to my father, the king is willing to wear a battle robe and avenge the eighth brother!" He swore a solemn word.

"For this. Risking your life? "Yingzheng is ruthless.

"Spare your life!" Chestnut shouted.

"Good!"

Yingzheng praised it, and the people in the palace were shocked, each with their own thoughts, and everyone was waiting for Yingzheng's decision.

I'm also waiting, waiting for Chestnut's life and death in the near future.

Although he was born in the emperor's family, all his sisters and brothers will not end well after Hu Hai takes power, but the childhood is the most rare and happy time for a person, and I naturally hope that Li Er can live, live the sunshine, and have the ability to fight life and death in the moment of life and death crisis, so. At the very least, his fate is something he can fight for.

Ying Zheng stared at Li Er for a long time in this silent waiting, and finally announced the result.

"If you want revenge, you must always be vigilant about revenge, improve your swordsmanship and martial arts, and wait for the day of revenge. Take off the head of the thief Xiang Yu in one fell swoop to comfort the soul of your eighth brother! ”

The voice of decision is high-pitched, and the voice of answer is also excited.

"Whoa!"

With Li Er's answer, the different hearts in the hall changed invisibly. Presumably, Yingzheng's decision was beyond everyone's expectations, so the surrounding atmosphere undercurrent was surging and rushing for a long time.

I was sweating all over, and I had heard the conversation between father and son, but I still couldn't believe what I had heard with my own ears: Ying Zheng had taken my opinion, and he was also worried about Li'er's life and death... Great, Chestnut doesn't have to go to death!

I raised my eyebrows to look at Yingzheng, but he didn't look at me. Instead, he raised his glass and drank until he threw himself out.

After the impulsive behavior of Yingzheng, which was originally intended to let Li Er compete with Xiang Yu, ended, the rumors about me inside and outside the palace became even more vigorous.

In order to reduce the rumors that are easy to cause commotion, and in order to sweep the barrier of the world as much as possible, Yingzheng ordered and sent Wang Jian south to the south of the Yangtze River to sweep the territory of Chu as soon as possible. So Wang Jian once again embarked on a journey to the Chu State to conquer.

After Wang Jian left, Yingzheng still fought in the former imperial palace, fighting for the great cause of hegemony that he could never deal with.

The depth of spring is getting faster and faster, and the climate of spring is suitable to make people feel happy and happy, I knelt in the courtyard and stroked the strings, thinking about Ying Zheng's ambiguous attitude of light and dark, and forgot about the spring for a while.

Ying Zheng loves me? Yingzheng doesn't love me? Love me? Don't love me? Love? Don't love...

I couldn't figure it out, so I could only stutter the strings and continue to be stunned.

"In ancient times, there were virtuous Fuxi, chopping tong for the qin, rope for the string, and mulberry for the se."

A loud voice startled, I followed the sound to look over, hurriedly stopped the sound, and got up to perform the ceremony.

"Your Majesty, the concubine doesn't know where the king has arrived..."

Ying Zheng raised his hand to stop me from saying these nonsense, and continued as he walked to the pavilion where I stroked the qin: "Later, Shennong began to make a five-stringed qin, with palace, Shang, horn, sign, and feather scale; At that time, after nine generations to King Wen, the second string was added, and it was called Shaogong and Shaoshang.

Nowadays, the widow uses mahogany, gold, silver, silk, and pearl as materials to cast a unique lyre in the world for Mrs. Widow's Creek. A good piano with talents, with the notes that Tianxi plays today, it is very wonderful! ”

He spoke approvingly.

I stood by the piano and waited for him to approach, listened to his praise, slightly blessed, and said softly: "Thank you for your praise." The sound of the slave concubine's piano is plain, and the most wonderful thing about the song played is the natural step of the mahogany hitting the seven strings, which is effective. ”

He raised his hand to level my courtesy.

"You can play the seven-stringed mahogany, and the sound and sound are beautiful, you can like it."

Ying Zheng sat at the table in the pavilion and raised his hand to ask for my hand; I walked over and handed him my hand.

The broad hand grasped my whole hand, and he spoke again.

"The sound of this piano is pure and subtle, only if you can play it, there must be a lot of experience. Do you think that compared with the effect of the paulownia piano - the harmony of the qin, which is superior? ”

He raised his eyes, his eagle eyes catching the look of my lowered face. I don't let go of the slightest change in love.

Ying Zheng suddenly mentioned Tong Muqin - remembering that when I sent Lin Jixiang away, Ying Zheng was sensitive to Tong Muqin and angry at my tears, he would never mention Tong Muqin who was far away from me for no reason...

My calm and joyful heart shook suddenly, and the nerves in my fingers tightened, and I couldn't help but tremble my tendons. But it was soon fixed by the force of Yingzheng who held my hand.

Tong Guò felt my panicked heart with my hand, and Ying Zheng's eyes looked at me with an instant coldness!

The sixth sense received the coldness from him, and I was even more anxious, trying to pull out the hand I was holding by him that could sense my mind, but he held it tighter.

Ying Zheng's hand is straining, and his hand is getting stronger and stronger. I want to tighten and tighten my weak hand as if it were crushed.

"Answer the widow!" He said through gritted teeth.

I don't think he wants to listen to my answer, he just heard something or kept blocking his mind like this, and he happened to be in this moment, so he vented his frustration in the form of questions to me.

He grabbed my hand and tugged at it, and I fell passively towards him with my arms and body. The arm circled around me for half a circle, and he forced me to sit on top of his legs, resting my head on the crook of his arm.

"Who the hell are you?" His voice was as cold as his eyes.

Staring at my face closely, he hugged me, as if talking to himself, as if asking me.

Who am I?

I don't even know how to sue him, I'm a double reborn soul and a resurrection of the soul, but if I don't sue him. I was lying to him.

If I lie, he'll be able to tell it with ease!

"Concubine," I looked at him in a panic and asked weakly, "What did you do wrong?" ”

I don't know if it's because of Yingzheng's suspicions, or because of my panic, my eyes began to fog again.

I mustered up the courage to look into my eyes. Ying Zheng's gloomy eyes flickered a little, and he looked at me uncertainly, and his restless feelings changed rapidly from cold to hot.

I don't know if it was because he couldn't stand my innocent gaze, or if he himself couldn't accept the feeling of uneasiness in his heart, it didn't take long for him to reveal a furious and restless countenance, and then let me go roughly.

"The widow has let Xiang Yu and his party of Chu State leave, but they will never give up Li'er's decision to take revenge."

After turning his back to me, Yingzheng left.

I haven't even met Xiang Yu, I just respect him as rumored, and I can't talk about caring for his deity - I don't want Li'er to duel with him, but I'm afraid that Li'er will never return.

No one can understand my mind. Even if I said that I cared about Li Er, they only felt that my uncertain prediction was at work, and they still couldn't dispel the doubts in their hearts about the relationship between me and the Chu State.

In this world, I am the only one who knows that Xiang Yu will become a generation of overlords, and it turns out that it is not the kind of superiority that is quite accomplished. It's a burden that has nowhere to talk about.

This sense of burden made me shrink into the palace for several days without leaving the palace gate.

"Mrs. Xi is really lucky, it's just that she is favored on weekdays, and she can actually let Mrs. Mi, who has been frozen in the palace for a hundred years, put the stage in front of the king, and the key is to make the king talk to her. He~~~ This ability is not something that everyone can do. ”

Zhao Wu entered my dormitory stiffly, and without greeting, he brought tea and drank it himself.

Zhao Wu was rude, although I was disgusted, but I couldn't be equally rude, put down the embroidery Shi Yi, and waited for her to finish speaking, I replied respectfully.

"Madame praises falsely, the king has his own opinions when he makes decisions, he can't look at the face of the slave concubine, and the slave concubine can't influence his mind." I'm always polite in front of her.

Zhao Wu hated my old routine and glared at me like a qiē through it.

"Humble Mrs. Xi, if this was said before, everyone would believe it, but now that the facts are there, do you think this palace can still believe it?" She raised her eyebrows, seriously.

She didn't believe it, and I couldn't force her to believe it, so I was speechless and stood still - she loved it or not.

ps：

I'm sorry dear, I'm really squeezed hard enough today, and I'm planning to watch three times a day next month, so bold words now doubt that I can achieve today's coming!