Xu Yi walked for a long time, and finally entered the Yunyang Palace. The palace of the Qin period is really vast and tall, at least three stories high.

Ying Zheng and Han Fei are not far away.

Han Fei sat on one side of the red lacquer table with his back to the temple door, while Ying Zheng sat behind the table, holding a bamboo slip in one hand and holding his forehead in the other.

There are a lot of bamboo slips piled up on the quaint dark brown desk, and the tail of the bamboo slips is long, and several of them are dragged onto the jacquard carpet.

When they entered, the sound of reading bamboo slips stopped in the temple.

Xu Yi is actually not very coquettish, especially when it comes to Ying Zheng. Ying Zheng was frowning and asked her what she was doing here? As soon as he wanted to call someone to bring her back, the voice in his throat was swallowed by her two soft fathers.

"Father. Hehua missed you. ”

She pursed her lips and spoke extremely directly. Then he showed a pair of big wet eyes, ran over and reached out to hug him, and then snuggled up to his side.

When Ying Zheng saw his daughter's watery eyes, his heart tightened, where else could he accuse her? His expression slowly relaxed, as if Li Sihan did not exist, gently touched her hair, and comforted her softly.

Li Si rarely sees Yingzheng so "kind and kind", and this is one of the few times he is facing Princess Hehua.

She smiled and narrowed her eyes slightly, habitually pulling at Yingzheng's sleeve. She seemed to be able to know what Yingzheng lacked, and why he was able to say this to him even though she was in front of her courtiers.

She never felt that he was an unpredictable and fickle iceberg and a tyrant who was reviled by the world. Ying Zheng loves this daughter very much. He is a true and loving father.

Xu Yi himself is a native of Xi'an. She is a Chinese son and daughter from 2,000 years later, so she understands what kind of great thing he is going to do.

She is not the nobleman of the Six Kingdoms here and now, here and now. She doesn't understand the concept of destroying the country, and she doesn't understand the hardship in Han Fei's heart.

Until this moment.

She looked at Han Fei in an instant.

The pool of clear water was dim and dark, and because of the flickering candles, his eyes seemed to burn with a slight flame.

Han Fei's figure is very thin, especially when he is dressed in white. His thinness was different from Lis's, his thin shoulders made him look weak, but his back was straight, and he didn't seem to have bent down the whole time.

He never looked down.

In contrast, Han Fei is a green pine, while Li Si is like a dog's tail grass.

She pretended to be surprised to see Han Fei, and raised her little face to ask Ying Zheng. "Father, this ...... Well, this gentleman, it doesn't look like our Qin people. ”

"His name is Han Fei." Xu Yi wanted to speak and waited for Yingzheng to let her go to the side hall to stay, and then eavesdropped.

As a result, Yingzheng replied unexpectedly.

"From South Korea," Ying Zheng changed the word hostage, "sir." ”

Hearing this, Han Fei's eyes seemed to suddenly flicker with the candlelight, but they quickly went out.

The king's mastery. He himself writes it clearly in the book.

"Oh." Xu Yi glanced at him, smiled and said to Ying Zheng: "He must have great wisdom." ”

Ying Zheng laughed. He thought, worthy of his daughter, a wise man can see at a glance.

He listened to Han Fei and listened very hard. He really wanted him to teach him all the principles and ideas in his book overnight. Now, he didn't mind asking his daughter. Children don't always lie.

"Why do you say that Mr. Fei has great wisdom?"

Xu Yi replied with a ridiculous but deep thinking answer.

She had to use the voice of a six-year-old to get close to the three hearts present.

"Hmm...... He Hua felt that Mr. looked so gentle. ”

This made Ying Zheng laugh.

Gentle? Ying Zheng thought, her daughter must not know what Han Fei wrote in the book. His pungency and ruthlessness are not exaggerated compared to Shang Jun.

Li Si was stunned. He glanced at Han Fei very quickly. He is still like the noble son of South Korea at the beginning. Rebellious, withdrawn, and covered with the chill that scared him. Why does the little princess say he is gentle?

And Han Fei. The corners of his mouth curled up in a faint amplitude. This is the first time anyone has described him as gentle. Even the deceitful and profound thoughts in his mind were stunned. He suddenly remembered that his father had used that word to describe his mother. He doesn't like gentle things, too weak, too small, no strength. Just like he is now. Not brave enough and not cowardly enough. Is it gentle? So he smiled faintly.

Xu Yi saw that the expressions of the three of them were different, and he took the opportunity to ask, "Why is Mr. in my Daqin?" ”

Daqin. Daqin. Han Fei's heart sank. He didn't speak, and his eyes seemed to be complaining to Ying Hohua.

Xu Yi inadvertently touched this look, unintentionally angry. can be matched with Han Fei's handsome and slightly pale face, and his eyes actually become a little resentful. is like a "little daughter-in-law" who was snatched by the king to be the wife of the village.

He was indeed forced...... Xu Yi hurriedly stopped this thought.

She had wanted to wait for Li Si to speak, but he didn't say a word until now.

He really knows how to judge the situation.

And her father seems to be in a better mood today.

"Mr. Fei is a widow who specially invited Daqin." Ying Zheng's words deliberately emphasize the word "please". He gave Han Fei enough face three or four times today. Ying Zheng felt that if he was such a courteous corporal, he would not hide his knowledge.

He sent someone to send Xu Yi to the side hall, and after sending his daughter away, the moment he looked up, his eyes became sharp.

"Li Si, I heard that you had a good relationship with Mr. Fei when you were studying, so you can help the widow translate."