The fawn whose skin was split by the thunder looked very pitiful, and there was almost no intact place on her body, trembling and bent over in the mud, with only a pair of watery eyes, like two clear springs.

It was pouring rain, black clouds were like ink, the trees were broken by the wind, and the wilderness was in shambles.

Shu Ange pitifully buried her head in Ying Zheng's arms, and the dense wounds made her bleat like a lamb.

After Ying Zheng held the fawn in his arms, the thunderbolt with the thickness of his arm fell on the stone in the distance, knocking the stone away and smashing a big hole, and no other thunder and lightning fell.

"The target character of this mission strategy appears, and the initial favorability is 20."

With only a favorability of 20, Shu Ange felt a little regretful in his heart, and he looked like he was only eight or nine years old, so he was too young.

But she wasn't much better, she turned into a fawn that was suffering from the catastrophe, and she became so weak after the sky thundered.

Ying Zheng reached out and gently stroked the fawn's head, Shu Ange was not embarrassed to lick his palm with his tongue.

The thunder and lightning stopped, and the guards worked together to lift the carriage out of the pit, the wheels grinding deep ruts in the mud.

The horse looked up to the sky and neighed, Zhao Ji saw that Yingzheng was delayed, raised her slender jade hand and opened the thick curtain, and said in a lazy voice: "What about Zheng'er?" Why haven't you gotten on the bus yet. ”

"Madam, Childe just saved a fawn."

The guards deliberated on the wording, trying to put gold on the young master's face.

I don't know if it's the reason why he is often bullied in Handan, the young master's personality is a little uncertain, and occasionally a look in his eyes reveals a ruthlessness that does not match his age.

"Huh, fawn?"

When Zhao Ji heard this, she let go of her hand and asked the maid to open the curtain of the car a little, and looked at Yingzheng and Xiaolu in the distance with bright eyes like autumn water.

The vast rain curtain, she couldn't see it very clearly, she only felt that Yingzheng's behavior was too merciful, Qin State was the land of tigers and wolves, he even had such pity for a little deer, how to deal with the frost sword and snow sword in the future.

"Call Childe back and tell him that it's time to leave."

Zhao Ji's dancôme's nails are delicate, and her thin lips are full of seductive luster.

The guards didn't dare to raise their heads, and after answering the voice, they walked quickly to Yingzheng in the heavy rain.

Strange to say, the lightning and thunder and heavy rain were pouring down, and when the guards walked from the carriage to the Ying Zheng Office, the thunder and lightning and heavy rain stopped.

The dark clouds like a mountain quickly dispersed, the sky was blue and clear, and the grass and trees on the ground were crooked, wilting and lacking in spirit.

"Childe, Madame called you to the carriage, it's time to go."

The guard's voice made Shu Ange's heartbeat faster, the sky was clear, and the hot sun shone on her wound very uncomfortable.

Ying Zheng patted her on the head, stood up, nodded to the guard, and turned to leave.

“……”

Is this considered a meeting or not, Shu Ange was so depressed, so he braced his spirit and bit the hem of his clothes.

Ying Zheng took two steps, the hem of his clothes was pulled by the fawn, and he turned around just to meet its big watery eyes.

The fawn's eyes are innocent and lovely, like a two- or three-year-old child, and there is a feeling that is difficult to describe tugging at his heart.

Ying Zheng hesitated, hugged the injured fawn into his arms again, turned his head to the guard and ordered, "Treat the wounds on the fawn briefly later." ”

The sky was clear, Shu Ange nestled in the boy's arms, and his mood instantly became bright.

The guard couldn't stop it, so he took the initiative to stretch out his hand and said, "Childe, let the lowly take the deer back." ”

Shu Ange let out a yo-yo cry and tried to stick his head into the boy's arms to prevent the guards from carrying him away.

"No, you don't."

His voice was so good, crisp as gold and jade colliding, Shu Ange silently commented in his heart.

Ying Zheng carried Shu Ange to the vicinity of the carriage, asked for gold sore medicine from the guards, and carefully treated Shu Ange's wounds scorched by lightning.

The fawn was only half the size of a pig, and the wound cut by the lightning was particularly shocking on her small body.

Zhao Ji couldn't wait for her son to get into the car, so she ordered the maid to completely open the curtain of the car, and frowned: "Zheng'er, it's just a wild deer, but it's just a beast, don't delay time, hurry up while the rain stops." ”

Ying Zheng didn't raise his head, and while treating Xiaolu's wounds, he replied: "Mother, we have been on the road for so long, and it is time to rest." The road between Zhao and Qin is long, and the horses are afraid that they will not be able to bear it. ”

As if in response to his words, the horse lowered his head and nibbled on the grass in the water.

Zhao Ji's face was slightly gloomy, and she asked expressionlessly, "It's time for the horse to rest?" ”

After the groom opened the curtain, he got out of the car, heard Zhao Ji's question, knelt in the muddy ground, and returned cautiously: "Madam, the horse has been driving for so many days in a row, it is indeed time to rest, and when you get to the next city, you can change to another good horse." ”

Shu Ange listened carefully to the conversations of several people, remembering keywords such as "Zheng'er", "Qin and Zhao", and "Mrs.", and trying to analyze the background of this plane and the identity of the boy.

If it weren't for the fact that he had experienced too many planes, when he heard about Qin and Zhao, the first thing Shu Ange thought of was the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

Ying Zheng patiently applied gold sore medicine to the wound on the fawn, wrapped her deeper wound with a soft cloth, reached out and touched her ear and said, "Let's go, Xiaolu, we're getting out of here." ”

Shu Ange really wanted to leave with the raiders of this mission, but it was definitely not a good time now, they were on their way, and her body was also weak, so it was useless to keep up.

If she was not mistaken, she had just survived the catastrophe, and what she needed most was to recuperate her body, retreat for a few years, and strive to transform into a human form.

Thinking of this, Shu Ange reluctantly bit the hem of the half-grown child's clothes and slowly retreated.

Her humanized demeanor surprised the guards, and some of them praised him: "This little deer is quite human, and the son is good at acting in the sky, and there must be the blessing of the gods along the way." ”

The guard's words made Zhao Ji feel much better, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised: "Most of the miraculous things are born for nobles, you are good to protect Gongzizheng, and after returning to Qin, the king will be indispensable for your reward." ”

Until this moment, Shu Ange suddenly understood that the son in the guard's mouth was different from the son she had just thought.

Nine times out of ten, this plane is the woman with a radiant appearance in the carriage at the end of the Warring States Period, and it is very likely that it is the famous Zhao Ji in history.

The person she called Gongzizheng was naturally Qin Shi Huang, who unified the six countries.

After realizing this, Shu Ange excitedly threw himself forward and hit Yingzheng's calf several times with his head.

(Meow, our fawn is the cutest~~)