Xu Yi slowly raised his head, and a tall figure stood above the shattered shadow.

Behind him was a setting sun, and the backlight made it impossible for her to see the chill in his eyes.

The cold wind stirred his robe.

"Father?"

Ying Zheng kept his shoes and walked steadily, but he was also silent, not answering the call as usual.

His attention has always been on Han Fei.

More footsteps extended in front of Xu Yi, and the wrestlers with swords and axes lined up in two teams.

Among the many tall guards, it was like a wall, blocking Xu Yan's view.

They surrounded Han Fei and Zhang Liang.

Fortunately, there was still a gap on her side, and he could see his Xuansheng figure.

"Father, what is this doing?"

Ying Zheng didn't speak immediately, a cold light appeared in his dark eyes, and he said coldly: "I have to ask Mr. Han Fei." ”

He looked at his daughter, "Hehua, come here." ”

Xu Yi pressed the uneasiness in his heart and gave Han Fei a soothing smile.

She glanced at Zhang Liang deeply, and Zhang Liang didn't know why her eyes suddenly showed such sadness.

Since she saw this posture, the entire hall seemed to be filled with cold wind.

According to the history books: Han Fei died in Qin Prison.

Could it be that she just delayed time and did not fundamentally change Han Fei's tragedy?

Could it be that Han Fei didn't commit suicide, nor was he killed by Li Si, but ......

She looked at Ying Zheng from a short distance.

Ying Zheng inadvertently staggered her looking up gaze and looked directly at Han Fei, and her voice was cold: "Mr. has South Korea in his heart, and the widow can tolerate it." If Mr. stays in the Qin Palace, the widow can always tolerate Mr.'s dissent. ”

Ying Zheng bowed his head slightly, and under the bead curtain, his face was blurred.

Han Fei stood up in shock, he bowed to Ying Zheng very respectfully, and then laughed softly, and his tone returned to an indifferent dead silence, as if what Xu Yi had just said to him did not exist.

"The king has nothing to use to threaten his ministers now."

It seems that this stream, river and moon have never flowed in the land of Qin.

Han Fei said, stretched out his hand to stop Zhang Liang from stepping forward, he glanced at Ying Hehua, and his face showed a rather complicated look.

It seems to be laughing but not laughing, it seems to be bitter and happy, it seems to be happy and sad.

After Ying Zheng noticed his action, he threw out a sentence.

"Then ask Mr. to go where you should be."

"Widow," Ying Zheng paused, he didn't say the straightforward sentence of going to prison.

Such an atmosphere instantly brought her back to the night when she first arrived at the Qin Palace and saw Han Fei.

Xu Yi felt a kind of fatalistic powerlessness, and finally converged into a flood of famine.

Is it really as Ying Long said - fate cannot be changed?

This evolution above the main hall was even quieter than the Han Palace, but it gave Xu Yi endless vanity.

Han Fei's back gradually condensed into a point.

Xu Yi saw that there were golden leaves in the cold winter, and the dead leaves that shook the ground were layered on top of each other, and no one set foot in Zhilan Palace for a long time, and no one came to clean the palace to lead to such a scene.

During the time she left South Korea, what happened to Xianyang Palace?

Her mind was empty, and she became more and more unsure of where they would end up.

Xu Yi couldn't think about it anymore, she couldn't fall short.

She must know the reason why Han Fei, the political leader of Ying, was imprisoned.

If it was because of the assassination, she could still ask for mercy.

The sunset was bloody, she ran out of the palace gate and saw Yingzheng's back, and there were two people standing beside him at some point.

One is Li Si and the other is Zhao Gao.

Xu Yi's heart suddenly pressed a very thick cloud, which made her feel tightness in her chest and panic, and she couldn't say how depressed.

She seemed to see two pairs of hands, eroding the white light and creating the imperial beacon smoke.

She broke away from Qiu Xi's hand and broke the scene abruptly.

No matter what they were discussing, Xu Yu forced his way into their sight.

And at the moment ago, "I'm afraid that Princess Hehua mistakenly regarded Han Fei as an assassin, and the princess didn't know the king's plan, did the king want the minister to explain to the princess in private?" Li Si arched his hand.

"It doesn't matter."

Ying Zheng stared at Li Si, and recalled Hehua's words to Han Fei, which directly explained her admiration for him, and she didn't expect her to understand him so well, and she couldn't even care that Han Fei wanted to kill her.

His expression darkened.

Until this sound, the anxious "father" sounded in his ears.

The slightest emotion quickly faded into his eyes

After Xu Yi broke this rather unpleasant scene, she felt comfortable for no reason.

"Father, are you hurt?"

"Hurt?"

"I know you saved me from Huayang Palace. He Hua brought the resentment of Korea to the Qin Palace, which worried his father......"

Ying Zheng waited patiently for her next words.

Ever since she returned from Korea to see Yingzheng again, she seemed to be more afraid of the oppression brought about by the word King Qin.

But at the moment, there were only two people, her and Ying Zheng, Xu Yan looked at him and looked at her calmly, waiting for her to speak slowly. Xu Yi came into contact with this star, she suddenly felt a little insane, if she returned to modern times, she told her colleagues that Yingzheng might be a loving father, would she be ridiculed that she had read the historical records into the belly of a dog.

She couldn't pretend to be like this anymore.

So is she Xu Yi or Ying Hohua?

The winter wind blew Yingzheng's beaded curtain gently and shook it, and she met his gaze in the twilight of the setting sun.

She came into contact with that powerful gaze, how much righteousness of the world did she carry and how many people's fates were entangled?

Now she has also become a part of fate.

When Xu Yi was about to say this for Han Fei, and was still ready to push Zhang Liang in front of Yingzheng, she thought about this clearly.

She is Xu Yi.

At the same time, it is also Innova.

Han Fei wants to be saved, and Ying Zheng is her dearest.

"After returning to Qin from Korea, Hehua pondered the difficulty of Korea's national annihilation. Not a day goes by without pondering why South Korea is dying? ”

"Why did Han die? Does Hehua know the answer? ”

Xu Yi set his eyes on the young man in the hall who was surrounded by guards. She asked her father to wait for a while, and ran to Zhang Liang on her own.

"Brother Zifang, you have answered me this question, can you tell my father again?"

"Why did South Korea die?" Zhang Liang's memories were pulled back to the scene on the wall of the Han Palace, Ying Hehua himself knew the source of this answer, but he deliberately hid it in front of King Qin.

And King Qin was familiar with Han Fei's books, so it was impossible for him not to know the answer, but he deliberately asked Ying Hehua this question.

Zhang Liang felt that the father and daughter were really similar.

When he listened to Ying Hehua's words to Han Fei, even he was moved.

Is she doing this to help Han Fei?

Zhang Liang didn't wait for himself to speak, but was secretly pulled down his cuffs by Ying Hehua.

She was clearly not as patient as her father in waiting for this.