That night, in the cold air, the white snowflakes fluttered with the never-passing spiritual washing.

"Princess, do you need to add more water to the leaky pot at the entrance of the palace?" Ah Yue stared intently at the arrow-shaped wooden planks that were placed on the ground and floated up and down, with a total of one hundred wooden planks.

"Where is the water?" Xu Yi asked.

"Thirty quarters."

"Wait until nearly fifty o'clock, and then change the water."

"No." Ah Yue grabbed the small ball-like buns on both sides, "Why did the princess make a carving?" It doesn't seem to be the same as the other palaces. ”

This leak was improved by her, and Zhang Liang saw it not long ago, and mysteriously told her to change the water three times before going to Yuelin Palace to see him. At that time, he will give her a very satisfactory result.

"You see, one high and one low, when the water level is high, it leaks quickly, and when the water level is low, it leaks slowly. This makes the timing more accurate. ”

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The snow presses the winter clouds, the white flocculent flies, and the moon is as cool as water.

The moment Lees stepped out of his cell door, the light behind him and the faint flame of the candle were extinguished in an instant.

The jailer, who had been standing outside, had just entered, and quickly withdrew in a panic.

The prisoner collapsed beside the small desk, with two clay bowls at hand, one full of wine and the other full.

His face was pale, the corners of his mouth were still clear with wine stains, his clothes were open, his body was twitching, and his eyes were a hollow that was close to dead ashes.

There was a stiff and weird smile on that perfect face.

The jailer desperately suppressed the fear that stretched out of his throat, and in the intervening three seconds, he exchanged glances with Ting Weicheng, and then stopped the commander who was about to walk at the end of the prison tunnel.

"Ting, Tingwei!"

Li Si stopped, "What's the matter?" ”

Accompanied by Ting Weicheng's frightened and hypocritical shouts from the end of the candle flame of the long road--Medical officer! Someone's killed!

The jailer swallowed hard, "My lord, Han Fei is him, he maybe, he may not be able to." ”

Li Si only repeated his words, "No, heh, no." He snorted again and said, "You tell Yao Shangqing that I have done this, and he doesn't have to supervise me in the dark." ”

"Your Excellency, ......"

The jailer was amazed that Lees knew everything.

But he and Yao Jia were both ordered by the king, why was he willing to bear this charge alone? And he's going to do it himself?

Li Si chuckled under his breath, his pupils seeming to reveal a myriad of desires for power.

What they did tonight will undoubtedly be remembered for a long time, and for Lees, his reputation has been ruined in this night.

Li Si is a jealous and vicious person.

There were no other prisoners in the prison for a long time, and tonight's emptiness was just a bureau formed to kill Han Fei.

Snow and frost can't float in.

Li Si looked back at the strongest door in Yunyang Prison, towards the dark room, and said with a stable mood: "Brother Yao, you and I were both Keqing, and we were both walking on thin ice. Now that it has been all done, you and the king can emphasize my loyalty. ”

When Yao Jia heard this, he suddenly understood why it was Li Si - after Lü Buwei's death, the first person the king wanted to reuse was Li Si.

Such an intelligent and mercenary person should be a man who is easy for a king to control.

But Yao Jia is still not at ease.

After all, Han Fei is Li Si's senior brother, and Li Si once recommended Han Fei's book to the king. On a rainy night in Zhangtai Palace, Li Si even prevented Han Fei from committing suicide.

Moreover, there is an antidote to the poisonous hook kiss in his house.

Li Si has the intelligence secrets distributed in the Six Nations, and in order to balance these people of the Six Nations, it is not surprising that there is such a thing.

In order to prevent this one-in-10,000 eventuality, Yao Jia left a back hand.

The cell where Han Fei was located was bright just now, but it became extremely dim at this moment.

Three or two medical officers surrounded Han Fei, Yao Jia didn't see whether Han Fei was dead or alive, but judging from the faintly visible vomit and blood stains on the dry grass, the chrysanthemum wine in the small case was undoubtedly poisonous.

Ting Weicheng paced left and right in prison, rubbing his hands incessantly, and the folds of his clothes swayed endlessly.

"Lord Yao!"

Ting Weicheng saw Yao Jia's retainers come in, and the snickering joy in his heart was finally implemented.

He not only helped his immediate boss complete the layout of killing Han Fei, but also accidentally climbed up to Yao Jia, who lobbied the countries the most with diplomatic rhetoric.

Not to mention that this career in the future is like a fish in water, it is also Zhuangkang Avenue in front of you.

Ting Weicheng hurriedly pulled the first medical officer in front of Yao Jia.

Yao Jia tossed the charcoal fire, and the red flames illuminated his whole body red.

The medical officer described Han Fei's death to Yao Jia.

- shivering all over the body, foaming at the mouth.

- At this moment, the breath is in the throat.

"My lord, it's done." Ting Weicheng arched his hand.

Yao Jia heard that sentence and listened to Han Fei's symptoms, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Yao Jia finally eliminated him completely and justifiably.

Han Fei, ostensibly died from Li Si's poisonous wine, a hint from King Qin.

But in the end, the person who really killed him was me Yao Jia.

If it weren't for the time, when you saw me, you would have mocked me with an arrogant attitude. How could I have been excluded from Xianyang for five years, and I could only wander outside.

I, Yao Jia, am 'Liang's thief, Zhao's minister'? Hehe, that Han Fei, died at the hands of a lowly man like me, this is the life of you, the Korean son.

Yao Jia let go of the iron rod in his hand, and sparks splashed in the carbon basin.

"Lord Yao, should we report to Yongcheng at this time, or should we deal with Han Fei's body with Lord Tingwei first?"

"Not busy."

Ting Weicheng was confused, even though there were two adults who gave him this matter, he was still a little afraid of getting on fire, "This ...... Lord Shangqing, Han Fei's body is exposed here, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to explain it. ”

Yao Jia smiled and said, "How can our king be a gullible person, and someone in the royal court will check it again." ”

Yao Jia made Jin cross the Zhao Kingdom, and he was confident that he had the ability to count this contest into his own hands.

What Han Fei drank was the mortal poison he replaced—the wine.

In this way, even if Li Si left his face, it would be useless.

He even borrowed Li Si's hand to get rid of Han Fei together.

This is Han Fei's dead end.

Under the cover of night, the man in the crimson robe boarded the carriage, and Yao Jia walked out of Yunyang Prison with ease.

The snow fell for several hours.

The cold wind passed through the hall and lifted his robe.

Li Si returned to the mansion, and the retainers presented him with the antidote to the hook kiss.

The dark iron containing the antidote froze colder than ice in winter, and what Li Si did was a very dangerous thing, and one step away was an abyss.

At this moment, he inquired about his two sons. Li You is under Wang Qian's account, and the future is to take the career in the army. Li Xian, if he can stay in Shuzhong, he can live a safe life.

In his mind, he recalled what Inhova had said—guts.

But if he is cowardly and incompetent, he will not be able to write the "Book of Exhortations"; But if he retreats again, he will once again succumb to fate.

Fate.

This time, he didn't want to go against the grain again!

This time, he was going to save Han Fei.

He clenched the small iron bottle in his hand.

"The head of the family, Yao Shangqing has left Yunyang Prison. When Shangqing left, there was no discoloration, only that the king was not a gullible person. ”

"The King." Li Si darkened his eyes, he really couldn't figure out Yingzheng's intentions.

Ying Zheng ostensibly gave him the choice, but he called Yao Jia to be his deputy.

Yao Jia had a holiday with Han Feisu, and Ying Zheng ordered him to stay, undoubtedly to provoke him.

"Maybe the king wants a Legalist who doesn't have the blood of a Korean son."

Li Si continued, walking to the window alone, looking at the snow, he also remembered the Lanling ten years ago, he remembered the rainy night of saying goodbye to Han Feijue, and remembered the Zhangtai Palace that had been with Yingzheng for forty years.

The wounds on his body were itchy and painful from the cold wind.

But he felt that the night was not so cold.

The hook poison that Li Si had placed in the chrysanthemum wine at that time was only a partial dose, and he only let Han Fei drink a bowl of wine, which would only cause signs of suspended animation.

Just now, he concealed Yao Jia's surveillance, and in a moment, he asked his retainers and cronies in prison to replace Han Fei.

The retainers walked into Yunyang Prison and prepared to confuse the real with the fake.

But he saw an extremely terrifying reality!

Lees's retainers walked briskly to the cell door.

Han Fei, no, it's Han Fei's body that is in the middle of the prison.

The jailer of Yunyang Prison said conclusively: A quarter of an hour ago, Han Fei was dead!!

"Congratulations, Lord Tingwei." The jailer said.

The retainer was stunned for a moment, and arched his hand: "There is labor." ”

Li Si Fuzhong

- "The head of the family, Mr. Han Fei, is dying...... Why don't you go and see for yourself...... The subordinates have prepared the people, and the head of the family plan can be carried out at any time. ”

The retainer finished his remarks.

The more Li Si listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, he didn't have time to think about it again, so he took the antidote to the hook kiss and rode back to Yunyang Prison again.

The water in the cold winter wax moon can freeze all thoughts and all struggles.

He ordered the prison to be opened.

He saw Han Fei lying in prison, and all the wine on the case had been removed.

"Lord Tingwei. The letter of state has been told to Yongcheng. With that, Ting Wei retreated respectfully, he didn't expect that it was Li Shiyi who came back to check whether Han Fei was dead or not.

Approaching the prison door, Ting Wei Cheng bowed his hand and said: "Ting Wei is as careful as a hair and has a careful plan. In the future, the subordinate officials will take the lead of the court captain. ”

After Ting Weicheng left, Li Si immediately took out the bottle of antidote from his sleeve.

But he couldn't pour it on him no matter what.

Li Si didn't know how to use medicine, and this bottle of antidote was secretly refined by sending people on the day he came to Qin State from Han Fei.

Since that day, when he and Ying Hehua met an unknown assassin in Zhangtai Palace, he deliberately stored the antidote in the Mo family's machine box and waited for others to steal it.

The real antidote has long been carried by him every day, and he has never left his body even to sleep.

The antidote is fake, but why doesn't it work?!!

Li Si panicked.

His court is a lieutenant, and killing people is very simple.

But it's so hard to save someone.

He took advantage of Ying Hohua at any cost, and did not hesitate to expose her identity in South Korea, just to cut off the little girl's seemingly non-existent surveillance on him, and ask her to turn her attention to her father.

He worked hard to earn the credit for destroying Han in front of Yingzheng, so as to completely clear his heart of wanting to save Han Fei. This is better for him to act at the moment.

Han Fei, Ying Zheng, he doesn't want to live up to the two of them.

But all in vain.

He can't break free from the entanglement of fate, which has choked his throat.

"Han Fei!" The potion in Li Si's hand was blue-green, and he poured the bottle into his mouth again and again, and it was clear that not a single drop was spilled, but the person lying on the ground did not react.

"Han Fei, don't you want to see my final fate? When you wake up, I will tell you. Li Si's strength became stronger and stronger, he pinched Han Fei's jaw and poured the last drop of medicine into him, his words began to turn upside down, he suppressed his voice, and kept saying in a deep voice: "It's true, it's true." I really didn't lie to you this time. ”

The retainers on the side had never seen Li Si's appearance like this. On the night he was expelled from Xianyang, he didn't go so crazy.

The retainer knelt down to one side, and under Li Si's order, he combined two fingers to probe the major artery in Han Fei's neck.

"Adult ......"

Seeing the retainers shake their heads.

A thunderclap rumbled through Lees' head.

A sharp sword, from a distant forty years ago, pierced Lees's chest again.

The dead man is the soul of Han Fei and Li Si.

Fate told Lees: You don't deserve anyone's salvation. Including yourself.

At this moment, the jailer who had just been in prison for the first time walked in.

Li Si is always a calm appearance in front of outsiders.

Under the dark official uniform, there is only a broken and broken heart.

No one can see exactly what kind of person is wrapped in that beautiful skin.

"Lieutenant. Mr. Han Fei...... After drinking chrysanthemum wine, he died. ”

Li Si only waved his hand, and his face showed a look of joy and sorrow, crying and laughing, and extremely complicated, like a miserable birth from hell, he was silent for a while, and said:

"Dead...... If it's dead, it's dead. ”

The jailer and the retainers gave up.

But the jailer saw that Li Si's face was pale, his expression was so lost and depressed, and he couldn't walk steadily, as if every step was on the tip of the knife.

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Yunyang Prison was hidden in the darkness.

I saw the jailer tear off his skin, and he walked into the palace where Yan Guo's proton lived.

"Mr. Tian Guang, this trip is hard."

He arched his hand to Yan Dan and said, "Don't dare." Prince, the poisonous wine in Li Si's wine is undoubtedly highly poisonous. As the prince expected, Li Si couldn't bear to kill Han Fei. Han Fei drank the antidote and did not react in the slightest. ”

Yan Dan was overjoyed.

"But I see that Lees's words and deeds are very strange."

"Oh? Why did Mr. Tian say this? ”

"I told Li Si that Han Fei died of the poison of chrysanthemum wine. Li Si didn't react at all, he didn't doubt him, and he didn't even say anything, he died when he died. ”

Yan Dan's expression sank and said, "Li Si should not be underestimated. He already knew that it was not the Zhao people who killed him, so he had to inquire carefully. ”

"The prince is relieved. I handled that Zhao people very cleanly. ”

Yan Dan nodded, "However, Han Fei's death is enough to keep him busy for a while." As long as we don't doubt it. Yan Dan paused and said with a slight smile: "Is there any movement over there in Yongcheng?" ”

"The King of Qin is still marching according to the original path to Dasanguan, and it seems that he has not yet had the idea of returning to Xianyang."

"He didn't even have the idea of returning to Xianyang?" Yan Dan's pupils added a trace of doubt, and he looked at the crimson object in his hand that had become an empty bottle in a complicated manner.

Tian Guang continued: "King Qin knew that Li Si and Ying Hehua were assassinated in the side room of Zhangtai, and Li Si killed the Zhao people, and Yongcheng only urgently sent a message to Wang Juan to him to investigate the matter thoroughly. ”

"Wang Juan is here to check?" Yan Dan smiled, "Very good." His mentor Cai Ze asked me to kill Han Fei, this matter of Zhao Ren, he must help us. ”

"What the prince said is very true." Tian Guang pondered for a while, and then said, "And King Qin doesn't care about that Ying Hehua as rumored. The words of the Korean remnants that they would destroy Korea for her were nonsense. ”

"Ying Zheng ......"

Yan Dan pondered for a while, and in an instant, it seemed to go back to the night when he first arrived in the Qin Kingdom, and he looked at those cold eyes.

The eyes that pierced the depths of his heart made him tremble.

The moonlight fell on the iron sword, and the living room was even more desolate. Yan Dan Mo rubbed the replaced black black bottle in his hand, and asked again: "A bowl of wine, Han Fei is really dead?" ”

"That Tingwei sent the medical officer to see the diagnosis. And Yao Jia was also present, what he saw should be true. ”

Yan Dan smiled, "Regardless of whether Yingzheng or Li Si wants to kill Han Fei or not, this person is a Korean son, he must die." ”

"What do you mean, Prince?"

"Before destroying Zhao, killing the prince of Han will undoubtedly cause criticism in the court. Zhao Ren is bound to worry about whether he will end up like Han Fei in the future. First, this will be a good time for the internal strife in the Qin dynasty, and second, the prince of Zhao will be used by me. ”

"The prince's clever plan."

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