Xu Yi planned to hide Vena. She came up with a brilliant idea. She wrapped it in silk cloth and locked it in an iron box, placed it in a low bronze vessel in the temple, and finally covered it with bronze plates.

Hiding is to hide it tightly, and it can be hidden by everyone in the palace.

The maidservants in the palace were puzzled: their princess was clamoring in her dreams every night to sleep with her brother's jade board. They didn't know why she had to take it out of the utensils early in the morning, and why she had to take it out of the utensils early in the morning. Isn't she tired?

One day, the maidservant forgot to put the jade plate back in the bronze. Xu Yi couldn't remember that she had said that she was going to take it out at night, just when she was going crazy looking for it.

The handmaid reminded her that it might be in her arms.

Xu Yi realized that he often forgot things intermittently. Could it be that occasionally the consciousness of Princess Yinghuahua awakens in this body?

She looked at the jade plate over and over again during the day, and she also touched the patterns and carved stones. She also sank the jade into the water to see if it was hollow. She took the fire and shone it, but there was nothing in it, only some white jade floc.

In the past half a month, she has been busy for nothing, and everyone in the palace treats her as a monster, and even ran to Ying Zheng and said:

The princess seems to be in a state of distress. She always squatted on the edge of the pool, looking at the jade board.

After Xu Yi measured it, he concluded that the jade plate was not an ancient object, nor did it come from the Xia Shang Zhou. A small square round yellow-white jade is not a precious thing, and the whole piece of jade may not be worth as much as a tortoiseshell set in the four corners.

A week later, Xu Yi tried his best to crack the jade plate itself, but to no avail. She turned her gaze to the words on it. At most, she can recognize Xiao Seal - it has to be something that Li Si invited after the unification of the Qin State.

The jade plates are engraved with difficult Chu characters.

Ghost painting peach charm is as complicated.

What can I do?

Xu Yi carefully extended the text on white silk. The people in the Qin Palace are basically illiterate, and she herself has not studied for two days with the doctor, and she doesn't know a few of them.

She had to ask in person.

Xu Yan didn't want to ask that person for advice. But she wanted to know too much what was written on the jade board, which might be about Ying Hohua and the secret of her grandfather's disappearance.

Xu Yi dangled in the Qin Palace for a long time. Halfway through, I met the legendary Zhao Ji. Zhao Ji looked a little old, at least not like a that a forty-year-old court woman should have.

She was alone outside the hall of Huayang Palace, looking at the vast white sky, and a few cloud crows suddenly flew in the air.

When Xu Yi saw this scene, he couldn't help but look back on the life of this woman recorded in the history books.

People only seem to remember it: Yingzheng's biological mother. Mother of Qin Shi Huang.

And what about herself? Zhao Ji...... Zhao Ji, didn't you even have a name? The historian has a lot of words for her: The Queen Mother is more than obscene*.

"Zizhi Tongjian": Absolutely beautiful.

Zhao Ji was dazed, and she had already forgotten that she was still the queen mother of Great Qin.

Xu Yi pursed her lips, and she vaguely saw the beautiful bones under the haggard skin. The cloud sideburns lightly pick the cicada cui, the moth eyebrows sweep the spring mountain, the red lips point a cherry, and the Hao teeth row two rows of white jade. smiled slightly, like a charming king; Slow down the golden lotus, and the proposed Xi Shi can be a fan of Wu Lord. There are endless thousands of delicate faces, and it is difficult to work with a group of demon paintings. This is Zhao Ji depicted by Feng Menglong in the Chronicles of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.

In terms of right and wrong, she did do a lot wrong. Xu Yi couldn't imagine that the seventeen-year-old Ying Zheng was secretly giving birth to two children in Yongcheng with his mother and the eunuch Chang Yu. Na Chang Yu also launched a rebellion, trying to kill Yingzheng and make his own child king.

Xu Yan easily judged a person's quality when he was studying.

But when this person is standing in front of you, you can see her frustration and pain. Xu Yi admits that he is a person who is easily soft-hearted.

"The Queen Mother." Xu Yan called her softly. Zhao Ji lowered her eyes and looked at the little girl in front of her, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?" ”

"Hehua. I'm Hehua. Xu Yi took two steps forward, raised his little face, and looked at her obediently.

Zhao Ji hasn't bothered about the harem for too long. She didn't know who she was, she just thought she was born a bit like that Zheng Li. But there were too many beauties sent by the six countries, and gradually Zhao Ji couldn't remember it clearly. Since she broke with Yingzheng Yongcheng, she has completely become an empty shell. Although under Mao Jiao's persuasion, Yingzheng took her back to Xianyang. She had the idea of apologizing. But she didn't think her son would want to see her. So it's better to stay alone and not get along.

Xu Yi didn't know what Zhao Ji was thinking at this moment when she was silent.

Zhao Ji snorted, and she stretched out her hand tremblingly. Xu Yi took the initiative to stick to her palm and rested his hand on his face: "Grandmother." Mrs. Zheng is my mother, and my name is He Hua. ”

Zhao Ji's face finally relaxed a lot, and her gentle gaze slowly fell on Xu Yan's face, "Hehua." Little Hehua, who doesn't like to cry, is weirdly cute. With that, her expression lowered again.

"Grandmother, what's wrong with you?"

"Zheng'er...... No, I mean your father, he will never forgive me. At this time, Zhao Ji's hand holding Xu Yan's shoulder became tighter and tighter.

The palace man staggered out of the palace. "Queen Mother...... Queen Mother, let's go back to the palace. ”

"Zheng'er won't forgive me." Zhao Ji's emotions began to collapse. His hands began to scratch at things, his sideburns were disturbed, and his gray hair was scattered.

Xu Yi looked at her grandmother in a daze. She still shook herself vigorously, her shoulders were scratched and hurt, and she couldn't help but scream. "Grandmother......" Xu Yi originally wanted to comfort her and say: Father will forgive you.

But she stopped for a moment. She looked at the pathetic woman in front of her. But Xu Yi knew that he was not qualified to answer for Yingzheng.

Zhao Ji. The woman who gave birth to him and went through the hardships with him, but who ruthlessly abandoned and betrayed him in the end was his mother.

Can Yingzheng forgive, will he forgive, and should he forgive?

- hidden, but alive.

Duanduan four words, the hardships of the mother and son in Zhao can be imagined.

Xu Yi felt so bored. Her tear ducts are sensitive. She was supposed to do something. Now that she is here, you can't let regrets be regrets forever.

She pinched the corners of her skirt, and her eyes became more and more resolute.

"Princess, are you alright?" The personal maid finally snatched Xu Yi out of the Queen Mother's hands.

I saw Zhao Ji flickering sad and happy, sometimes laughing madly, sometimes crying and sad. The palace people knelt apologetically and apologized to Xu Yu, worried that she had been injured on the shoulder.

Xu Yan bit his lip and shook his head.

With a bang, the gate of Huayang Palace closed again.

With this snap-

Xu Yi returned to what he was going to do in the present.

Zhao Gao is the author of the love story, and his study of words must be superb. After she inquired, she found that Zhao Gao was not in the palace today.

Her royal brother Fusu was not in the palace either.

Xu Yi thought of Li Si, he was a native of Chu and must know the characters of Chu.

"Is Li Keqing still coming to discuss with his father tonight?"

"I only know that Lord Keqing is going to have a banquet with the king today to receive the distinguished guests from Korea."

She almost forgot what a big day it was.

He's coming to Qin.

- Han Fei made Qin, Qin used Li Simou to stay in Fei, not to die Yunyang. King Han, please be a minister.

Xu Yi was running on the palace road, and the sun was dazzling.

She has always felt that the death of Han Fei, who has different opinions in the history books, is the first turning point in the tragedy of Li Si.

"It's not going to be like that."

The real wheels of history are tied in front of them, crushed by their sides, and soon they will weigh on themselves.

She was thinking that she wanted to "turn the tide".

Xu Yi felt that he was burning with a stream of blood.

At the end of the palace road, she ran too fast and didn't have time to slow down, and slammed into a young man in white.

Looking at each other, she was too close to this clear-eyed face!

Xu Yi thought it was a little eunuch, but she got up in a hurry, patted her skirt and wanted to leave without thinking about it.

"You, you."

"Ah, don't stop me from saving Lis."

"Lis?" The boy has a pair of peach blossom eyes with microwaves, "Is my father in danger?" ”

"You're... Lee, uh...... Li ......" Xu Yi suddenly forgot the names of Li Si's sons, and he didn't know which one this was.

"Li Xian." He smiled at her.