——Xianyang Palace, Han Palace, Ice and Snow Palace. The sun begins to set at dawn, illuminating the night inside the palace inch by inch, and the shadow of the building outside the palace is lengthened inch by inch until dusk, day after day.

The scorching light and heat poured on the palace tower, reflecting the frost covered on the surface of the palace pavilion with a cold luster, but no matter how hot the scorching light and how long-lasting the scorching heat was, it could not melt the frost on the surface of the palace. The frosty master sat under the window of the palace pavilion, and his ice-blue pupils quietly looked at the bright red on the flat ground outside the palace.

It was the blood that flowed all over the ground when Jing Ke was killed. Twenty days have passed since Jing Ke and Gao gradually left the night of the assassination of Ying Zheng, and it has been twenty days since Jing Ke's death. Now that these twenty days have passed, Jing Ke's body is nowhere to be seen, and the only thing left is the bright red blood of the place, and Wang Zhaojun, who is sitting alone in the Ice and Snow Palace and watching outside, but sad in it.

The blood stains that dripped all over the ground were covered with a thin layer of frost, which Wang Zhaojun had covered with the Ice and Snow Demon Dao. Wang Zhaojun's Ice and Snow Demon Dao is a powerful Demon Dao that leads the Demon Blue Energy to turn into ice and snow to freeze flowing water and freeze all things, and the frost it freezes is the Ice God Frost that cannot be melted by natural sunlight and flames.

Wang Zhaojun used the frost cover to block the destruction of Jing Ke's bloodstains by the sun and wind, and protected the bloodstains like roses. Only those who have true love can experience the grief of life and death of those who love each other. Wang Zhaojun can understand and understand, so he will feel deep in his soul and pity him.

However, what she feels sad and pity is not herself? She and Han Xin are not affectionate but experiencing the torture of fate. "Ying Zheng!" The name that made Wang Zhaojun grit his teeth countless times is the source of everything, the era is not because of Yingzheng, Jing Ke and Gao Yanli will not be separated from life and death.

It's not because of Yingzheng, she and Han Xin won't be thousands of miles apart, and they can't stay together because they love each other. If it weren't for Yingzheng, this country and this era would not have become this downfall...... Who knows how many lovers in this world have been stirred up by the whirlpool of this era, and all because of Yingzheng......

However, in addition to hating Yingzheng in every way, Wang Zhaojun is actually thinking more about it in his heart, missing Han Xin, who he hasn't seen for three years. Wang Zhaojun thought of his tail-like red hair fluttering in the afterglow of the setting sun, and chuckled back at her.

She didn't want him to get involved in the danger of Xianyang Palace, but she missed him so much, in this lonely and dangerous situation, he was the most needed support for her. - In the mountains to the north of Lingcheng, the mountain road is steep and winding, and it is difficult to pull its feet forward, but for the gray-haired Kui wolf that crisscrosses the mountains, none of this is enough to hinder its progress.

Riding the fastest gray-haired wolf under Xiang Yu's tent, Hua Mulan and Zhang Liang have been traveling for nearly seven days, judging from the map, they are gradually approaching Afang Palace, if the location of Afang Palace is good in advance, they will be able to arrive at Afang Palace in less than ten days.

"You're actually worried about Han Shin, aren't you?" Hua Mulan harnessed the gray-haired wolf and said without looking back. "Hmm......" Looking at Mulan's long cherry red hair fluttering in the wind, Zhang Liang was silent for a moment and replied.

"Do you have a hunch of something? For example, the last time you sensed that I was in danger, can you now predict Han Shin's situation? Mulan asked.

"No......" Zhang Liang shook his head and said with a worried look in his eyes, "There are no relevant prophecies in the ancient book of Yanling, and I don't have any premonitions...... "I don't have to have a hunch, in fact, Han Xin's whereabouts are easy to guess......" Hua Mulan said, "As Liu Bang, the king of Han, said, if the Beiyi Bing clan has surrendered to Yingzheng, then most of their princesses are in the Xianyang Palace...... Then Han Xin's whereabouts are likely to be Xianyang Palace! ”

"Hmm...... Brother Xin must have gone to Xianyang Palace......" Zhang Liang said softly, in fact, no matter whether Wang Zhaojun was in Xianyang Palace or not, Han Xin would definitely think that she was in Xianyang Palace, so he would definitely go there regardless of everything.

Hua Mulan was silent for a few minutes, and finally, she decided to say: "Actually, we came out, Liu Bang and Xiang Yu don't know our real whereabouts, I have seen the map, and our current location is very close to Xianyang Palace——"

"I can accompany you to Xianyang Palace." After a pause, Mulan said firmly. I don't know why, she is now subconsciously thinking about Zhang Liang, thinking about what he thinks, and wanting to share some for him, maybe Zhang Liang helped her a lot before, maybe she feels that she owes Zhang Liang a lot, maybe......

In short, Zhang Liang could not face a dangerous head-to-head confrontation by herself, but she was willing to accompany him. "No......" Zhang Liang was silent for a moment, but still denied, "We still have to go to Xianyang Palace first, for the sake of responsibility to the country, and for the promise to the King of Chu and the King of Han." This mystery related to the overall situation, we must solve it as soon as possible......" Mulan didn't say anything anymore, since Zhang Liang had decided, it would be fine.

"Brother Xin...... May you be safe" Zhang Liang calmed down and silently hoped. And at this moment, far away in the forest outside the Xianyang Palace, a red-maned white horse was tied under a thick tree, and the red-haired man clenched the spear in his hand and stepped towards the mighty Xianyang Palace.

"Zhaojun, Xianyang Palace City is a huge palace building complex built in the ancient city of Xianyang, with city gates in all directions, according to Qi, Chu, Yan, Han, Zhao, Wei Liuhe Palace Domain set up six palace gates, the largest of which is the city gate, is also the main gate of Xianyang Palace City - Chu Gate, built in the south of Xianyang Palace City, sitting in the direction of north and south.

On the majestic tower of Trumen City, Arthur is standing in it, holding a sword on the ground with both hands, a strong armor, carrying the shield of oaths, and his face is solemn, like a guard knight. Not far behind him, Zhong Wuyan was lying on a wooden recliner, humming a little tune leisurely—the simple and cheerful rhythm. Ordered by Ying Zheng, Arthur and Zhong Wuyan came to the main gate of Xianyang Palace to supervise the defenders and guard the imperial city. At first, they felt very indebted in their hearts, and they really wanted to lead their troops back to Lingcheng to save their subordinates and their small soldiers, but Yingzheng was silent and had to let go. Later, Arthur calmly defended the city, and Zhong Wuyan asked the soldiers to bring a chaise longue to the city tower, lay down on it leisurely, and began to take a nap while shaking and humming songs.

"Zhong Wuyan......" Arthur looked sideways at Zhong Wuyan, who was lying on the recliner and swaying, and suddenly said, "...... ask you something"

"Huh?" Zhong Wuyan opened his eyes and looked at Arthur shallowly, "What do you want to ask?" ”

"Who is that swordsman named Miyamoto who is guarding His Majesty's side?" Arthur paused for a moment and asked in a deep voice.

(End of chapter)