It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

"Yan Dan, I'll let you go once."

When Ying Zheng faced Yan Dan in private like this, he seemed to have returned to the dim Zi Nian Lane thirty years ago. The resentment, hatred, love and kindness that could not be solved in his life were all contained in this piece of scenery. In the unopened darkness.

A wisp of wind blows through the hall, and even in early spring it is full of coldness.

Yan Dan can no longer sort out these stories about the past.

Ying Zheng stood only nine steps away from him. Within nine steps was the abyss of reality, and nine steps away was the hatred of the country and the family.

Yan Dan saw that he had pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist, and he couldn't help but feel the joy that everything was about to end.

He would not miss any opportunity to cause Ying Zheng pain.

"Haha, no matter how high you are, so what? In the end, you can only hand over your daughter to the Chu State. However, it is not strange for the barbarians and Rong Di to get married, it is the same."

Before Yan Dan could finish his words, Ying Zheng kicked him hard.

With a bang, Yan Dan came to his senses again, his chest felt tight and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

For the first time, he felt like he was smiling so heartily. Seeing Ying Zheng in pain made him happy.

He was kicked, his hands were bound at the wrists, and his hair was disheveled and he was picked up by the collar.

"Are you obstructing the red stone incident?"

"Ying Hehua's time is running out, so the king should think of a solution. If your little daughter has someone she likes, and you let her marry the King of Chu, do you think she will hate you as much as I do?"

Yan Dan's eyes could be called gorgeous, and he only smiled, full of malice.

"Will she be forced to death by you? Just like you are driving me to a desperate situation step by step!"

"Yan Dan! I have never forced you!"

"No? Your army has already crossed Yishui! You actually have the nerve to say no? Is this what you told me to protect me from being bullied? Ying Zheng, when you said these words, you were really acting without conscience. of."

"I asked you to stay in Qin. You should work with me to find a way to bridge the division. But for so many years, you have never stood from my perspective. The irresolvable contradiction between you and me is our business, but you actually used Hehua comes to take revenge on me!"

Yan Dan regretted when she thought of Ying Hehua, why she didn't strangle her to death at that time, and why she showed kindness to let her talk to Zhang Liang. He is so stupid. He was deceived by Ying Zheng before, and now he is deceived by Ying Hehua.

"Haha, Zheng Li was depressed for ten years after marrying you, right? Your daughter is the same as you, why wouldn't she hurt others like you?!"

Ying Zheng must kill him with one knife to relieve his anger!

Yan Dan's throat was already pressed against Tai'a's cold front, blood lines had climbed up his throat, and the slight sting made him tremble reflexively.

Ying Zheng's eyes were like the coldest rocks in the wilderness.

Many years ago, Yan Dan picked up the clothes he had dropped on the ground in the mud. From that time on, he tried to erase the sharp edges in the young man's eyes, but all he could get was blurry blood.

A long time ago, when Yan Dan learned that Ying Zheng wanted to destroy the Six Kingdoms, he still didn't believe it.

But now, everything has come to an end, and he has nothing to fear.

"When I made this decision, I didn't think about living." Yan Dan raised her eyes and stared into his eyes closely, "I really regret being so friendly with you."

Yan Dan closed her eyes, waiting for the severe pain to hit her.

"If you weren't Prince Dan, would you still assassinate me?"

At this moment, Zhao Zheng's voice rang loudly, like a dream day and night, like years apart.

Yan Dan opened his eyes slightly, and his throat was suddenly blocked by something. Instead of answering the question, he slammed into it.

The spurting blood instantly covered the white clothes and Ying Zheng's lower clothes.

Yan Dan felt a sudden light coming from behind, like sunshine that was out of reach. Twenty years of wandering around, twenty years of dull running, ending at the very beginning seems to be worthwhile.

The palace door was pushed open forcefully.

He saw a very red figure holding a silk book.

"Yan Dan! My father doesn't want to kill you!"

"If my father really wanted to kill you, he wouldn't have talked to you for so long!" But it has been burned to ashes. Who can pick up the split bamboo slips and assemble them again?

A drop of water has merged into the ocean, who can pick it up again?

It has become a ruin and can no longer be rebuilt into a building.

"Father, I have learned first aid and I know how to stop bleeding."

How ridiculous.

Yan Guo regarded him as a price.

His father took him as a hostage.

The teacher regarded him as Yan Guo's hope for the future.

And who cares that he is Yan Dan?

The last trace of warmth was brought to him by Ying Hehua and Ying Zheng.

Yan Dan heard Zhao Zheng shouting for the imperial doctor.

It was actually the two people he hated the most who were trying to save his life?

Yan Dan's aorta was almost drained of blood.

Xu Zhi knew that there was no other way. She looked at the scene in front of her, and for some reason, a picture was vaguely stimulated in her mind, as if her grandfather had blood in his mouth.

Yan Dan used the last bit of strength in her life to look at Ying Zheng, looking at him the same way she looked at Zhao Zheng when they were separated, and said to him vaguely: "I'm sorry."

Then, he heard a hum, which was like chaos, or like the snowy wind in Jicheng blowing in front of his eyes.

When the imperial doctor arrived, Yan Dan had already died.

Xu Zhi didn't have time to change clothes, so he just wiped his hands in a hurry, but they couldn't be wiped clean and they were still red.

The palace fell into silence again.

She saw that Ying Zheng quickly regained his composure in the eyes of the ministers, and he did not ask her to avoid the meeting.

When Wang Wan, Wang Ben, Li Si, and Wei Liao saw her appearance, they didn't dare to ask how Prince Dan died.

This extremely short, extremely fast, and to-the-point meeting only discussed the follow-up of the war between Dai and Yan. She was even dazed. She didn't know how Ying Zheng regained his composure in less than five minutes.

Even when she came into contact with the doubt in Li Si's eyes, she couldn't respond to him with a confident look like she did not long ago.

Then, after all the courtiers had left.

Xu Zhicai glimpsed a hint of loneliness from his clouded face.

She fell to her knees.

"Father, I'm sorry. I came too late."

Ying Zheng called her over.

The blood on Tai'a's sword is still wet.

"He Hua, can you hate others as much as Yan Dan?"

This was the first time that Xu Zhi saw his absent-mindedness up close. His voice seemed old.

She was still sitting upright as before, but fortunately she couldn't see his eyes, so she didn't care about the suspicion inside.

"When my father is here, you can have my own flesh and blood."

Ying Zheng rarely heard such an answer. It was biting and bloody, like some kind of pious connection, deeper than blood.

In fact, what she meant was that in the history she knew, she was massacred and dismembered by Hu Hai, and Ying Zheng was alive, so his daughter was considered a real person. Now that there was Hu Hai, he was like a hanging death knell. When she thought about it, she couldn't help but be afraid.

"Everyone in the world hates me. If I gather hatred into myself, I should also dissipate the resentment of others."

Ying Zheng patted the back of her hand and said, "He Hua, you can come and discuss the Qiu Palace discussion later." (End of Chapter)