"I can't stay in the Qin State."

"Why? If you are the daughter of Handan Jun Zhao Ji, Xinjiang City is the most dangerous place in the world for you. It's full of your enemies, full of people who want to kill you. You were born and raised in the Qin State, why can't the Qin State keep you? ”

"Because ......" I looked up at him frowning, I really wanted to tell him that I am not a Qin person, I am a fox girl with blue eyes under the moon, because Zhiyao imprisoned my relatives and drank blood and meat every day, so I had to go back to the Jin Kingdom no matter what. But for such a terrible thing, how can I tell him that I have known him, I owe him so much, and I can't owe him more.

"Childe, let's let the son go back to Jin! The Marquis of Jin had a great illness, and the Prince of Jin chiseled to summon him, doesn't this sound familiar? Gongzi is now the new monarch of Qin, and the prince of Jin will also be the future monarch of Jin, so there is really no need for Gongzi to hurt the future friendship between the two countries for the sake of a mere sorcerer. Zi Huang Wang's son thinks twice! I stepped back and saluted.

"Don't use Ji Chisel to press me!" My humility angered Gongzili, and he grabbed my hand and said angrily, "No matter what country you are, if I want to keep you, I naturally have my way!" ”

"If Zi Huang wants to leave, he naturally has a way to make Zi Di. Childe, do you want to give it a try? ”

"You ......"

"If the son is willing to let Zi Huang return to Jin this time, he will definitely come back to see Zi Huang when he has the rest of his heart. If Gongzi had to imprison Zi Di here, once Zi Di left, he would never set foot in the Qin Palace again. ”

"You threaten me?" Gongzi looked at my face in disbelief, I raised my head and looked straight at me, and he said abruptly: "Okay, very good, then let's give it a try and see if I can imprison you in this Qin Palace!" He shook off my hand and strode away.

I said urgently: "It is the bird that can be imprisoned, if I become a bird begging for broken grain in the deep palace every day, then am I still the Ah Shi you never forget?" You broke my wings, did you want to leave me to the red medicine and the uncle and concubine to be humiliated? Don't let me be your wife, don't let me become another calculating woman in the deep palace. Childe, Ah Shi will come back, as long as I finish what I have to do, I will definitely come back. I promise you, every year in the mid-autumn month, I will come to Qin State to accompany you to read poetry and help you manage the government, okay? ”

Gongzili stopped, I walked behind him and gently tugged at his sleeve: "Childe, I beg you, you believe me again, okay?" ”

The cold moon of winter rises to the tops of the sycamore trees, and the branches that have fallen off their dead leaves cast a series of twists and turns on the ground. The person under the plain white linen did not break open the sleeves that I was holding, nor did he look back, for a long time, he took a long breath and sighed dreamily: "Ah Shi, is there a way to untie the knot in this world?" ”

How to untie the knot? Yes, how much I wish there were......

"Three days later, I will send you back to Jin. This time, don't lie to me again. Gongzi Li turned to look at me, and then walked away in the frosty moonlight.

If there is really a medicine in this world, and a pot of wine can make people forget a person, how good would it be......

The Duke of Qin died, the Marquis of Jin fell ill, and the King of Zhou in the royal city of Luoyi is also said to be ill. After a long, cold winter, the whole world seems to be still in a gloomy haze.

On the day I entered the city, I didn't come, but Beru went out of the city to meet me. This time, he didn't bother to defend Wuxi, he only said that a new restaurant outside Xinjiang City had opened a restaurant that was very good at making fish, and when I came out of the palace in a few days, I could make an appointment to try it with Mingyi.

I smiled in response, and he was relieved.

Half a year away, there are not many changes in Xinjiang. Listening to Bo Lu, Bo Ying has been married to Dai Guo for many years, and at the end of last year, he had a daughter, and as soon as the monarch of Dai Guo was happy, he invited Wu Xi to accompany Bo Ying to keep the New Year, and he has not yet been promoted. In addition, Yu An was also promoted to the Capital Asia Brigade last winter, in charge of the capital guards. The Marquis of Jin wanted to attack Zheng earlier, and Zhao Ying also intended to appoint him as a lieutenant of the Chinese army and be in charge of military affairs. Climb the stairs and go straight to the clouds, with such a husband, I don't have to worry about the future of Si'er.

The Marquis of Jin has been unable to sleep peacefully all these years, and every few months he has to recruit Shi Mo into the palace to exorcise evil spirits and calm the gods for him. The sun rises and the sun sets, once a person's most important law is messed up, the essence will slowly dissipate. Jin Hou now has little spirit left, he is lying on the red paint bed, the whole person is so thin that only the skeleton remains, and the two deep-set eye sockets are bruised.

Shi Mo has been living in the palace for more than two months, he is a Taishi, and he is also a sorcerer, so it is not strange to live in the palace at this time. The strange thing is that Yichen is actually here, and the person who recommended him to the palace to serve the sick is actually Zhiyao.

I was in the palace for half a month, and I only saw Zhao Ying's two sides, but Zhiyao would come to the palace every once in a while to say hello. I bumped into him a few times, and then I found out when he entered the palace and tried to find an excuse to avoid it.

On this day, I went to the pharmacy to get the medicine that Yichen prepared for me, and by the way, I prepared herbs for the afternoon bath for the Marquis of Jin. I didn't want to bump into him, so I hurriedly hid in a lacquer forest on the side of the road.

After a while, the prince of Jin came to Shanshan.

I couldn't hear what the two of them said from a distance, but I saw Zhi Yao's entourage handing a closed-lid tall bean to the temple man next to the prince. After the prince chiseled and thanked him, Zhiyao returned the salute, and the two dispersed.

The Marquis of Jin was terminally ill, and the prince saw that he was the future monarch of the Jin Kingdom. As long as Zhi Yao woos and subdues him, this Jin Kingdom will really be his Zhi clan's world for the next few decades. In the past few years, although Zhao Ying has been very tolerant of Zhi Yao, Zhi Yao has always regarded Zhao as a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh. As soon as Zhao Ying died, the Zhao family was afraid that they would not be able to escape their doom.

When Jin became a prince, there was a difficulty in going to the palace (1). The Zhao clan was completely slaughtered and almost wiped out, and in the end only one child remained, named Zhao Wu. Zhao Wusheng Zhao Cheng, Zhao Chengsheng Zhao Ying. It is conceivable that Zhao Ying's childhood must have been full of countless tragic stories, and the screams of those clansmen when they were slaughtered may echo in his dreams every night. Therefore, he will ignore the distinction between the concubines and the concubines, and abolish Beru with the distinction between the noble and the low, and change the Wuxian as the heir. Therefore, there is no longer a single me in a shirtless world.

Zhi Yao is a hungry tiger, and for Wuxian, how to survive the Zhao family under the claws of the tiger is the most important mission in his life. And my background is destined to be wrong from the beginning. Since it's wrong, I shouldn't be delusional. Perhaps, after today, he and I will really be over.

I pinched a few white porcelain medicine bottles in my sleeve, dragged my steps to the palace of the Marquis of Jin, and after walking less than fifty steps, I saw the prince chiseling by the pool beside the road, swinging his sword and slashing the cattails beside the pool. In his eyes, the newly-born oily green grass seemed to have become the most hated enemy, and his tricks were completely disorderly, and he only cut them down indiscriminately as if he were angry.

The temple people behind him saw me and hurriedly reminded me. When the prince turned around and saw that it was me, he took away his sword.

"Xiao Wu has seen the prince." I carried the bamboo basket I had brought with me and stepped forward to salute.

The crown prince straightened his appearance, turned around and asked me, "The sorcerer is not praying with Taishi in the Qin Palace at this time, why did he come here?" ”

"Prince Yu, Xiao Wu just went to the medicine room to dispense medicine for Junshang, and now he is about to go back." I held the bamboo basket in front of me, and there were more than a dozen kinds of herbs in it.

The prince chiseled a glance at the herbs in the basket, then looked back at the bushes that had been cut up by himself, and coughed lightly: "The monarch's father has not been well for a long time, and he has difficulty sleeping and eating, and he is upset and irritable. ”

"The prince is benevolent and filial, but you must take care of your body, and Xiao Wu, the medicine for depression, will let the witch boy send it to the prince later."

"Then thank you Sorcerer!" The prince chiseled his head and saluted.

I bowed and retired, went out far away, and when I turned around, the prince chiseled and stood by the pool with his sword.

What Zhi Yao gave him was a bean of spring bamboo shoots, white and slender bamboo shoots like a beauty's fingers, but unfortunately most of the spring bamboo shoots had been fed to the fish in the pond at this time, and only a few "broken fingers" were left in the grass.

The prince is still young, and at the age of his early thirties, he still has a little bit of undried blood. His father Ji Wu had been polished off all the edges and corners by Zhao Ying, and now it was Zhiyao's turn to polish his edges and corners. Looking at the situation today, he is not willing to be a monarch in name only. But the outline of the monarch and the minister has long been messed up, if he wants to sit firmly on the throne, Zhi Yao's bamboo shoots, he should really eat it well.

"Sorcerer, Taishi is looking for you!" Before I could reach the steps in front of the dormitory, the witch boy had already jumped down the steps.

"Master is up?" I handed the bamboo basket in my hand to Wu Tong, and told him to take it to Yichen, and then asked Yichen for a few white chrysanthemum pills to send to the prince.

Wu Tong nodded in response, hugged the bamboo basket and said to me, "Witch, what is your lord's fear of?" I have nightmares every night, I don't sleep and I have to pull Taishi, how old is our Taishi Gong, how can I stand him tossing so much. ”

"Shhhhhhhhhhhh What kind of place is this, talking so presumptuously! I pinched Wu Tong's lips and knocked his head, "Take care of your mouth, take care of the things I have entrusted to you, and I will find a way to send you out of the palace as soon as possible." ”

"Woo." The little witch boy was in pain and nodded hurriedly.

The illness of the Marquis of Jin is a heart disease, and I told Yichen to use some drunken flowers and other lethargic medicines, but Yichen was taboo and felt that it was disrespectful to the monarch to use these wild medicines. People are no longer normal, and medicine is expensive and cheap.

When I entered the house, Shi Mo was sitting by the desk drinking porridge, and when he saw me coming, he waved the boy out of the room. I found a basin and poured water to wash my hands, and then took the grate in the box to comb Shi Mo's hair.

"Your Excellency summoned Master to the dormitory again last night?" I pulled the hair that Shi Mo had draped on his back, the snow-like hair was getting less and less, and it seemed to be much softer when pinched.