It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Chapter 487 Yan Yue wants to gamble on Qin Zhi's fate. Her enemy will never be her.

It was dark.

Outside the palace, Mrs. Chu thought she was rescued by someone, so she did not leave immediately.

"You...your adults said..."

"How dare you bring it up when the matter isn't settled yet?" said the black shadow.

Mrs. Chu was puzzled. "You said that as long as I come to the palace with you, the mission will be completed!"

The man threw down a red string and smiled, "That's no longer necessary."

The woman's pupils suddenly shrank.

This is the red rope she tied around her little daughter's wrist with her own hands after praying to God!
"you?"

"Hehe, think about what you said in the temple?"

"You said that no matter what, as long as I come with you and present the divination left by the witch as you requested... you will give me the antidote!"

The man in black pulled her away and said, "We kept our word to the witch, but you may have been bribed by Yongan."

"Yongan..."

Zheng Li's daughter, the little princess who once went alone to make a deal with the great witch.

She frowned, "I don't know. She doesn't even know who I am!" She took a step forward, changed her cowardly attitude, and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Tell me, what happened to my daughter!"

The man in black didn't bother to talk to her and stepped the red rope into the mud.

The woman roared hoarsely and madly.

She rushed out. The man in black didn't expect that this Chu Wu actually knew martial arts, and her martial arts skills were not bad.

Each of her moves was quick and efficient, very clean and neat.

The man in black was afraid from the bottom of his heart that he would be punished for killing the Chu witch, but thinking of Zhao Gao's order, he could only rush forward again.

The man in black kicked the woman in the chest with all his strength.

She vomited blood and had no strength to get up. When she looked again, a silver dagger appeared!
The next second, the knife was about to pierce the woman's neck.

Suddenly, the hilt of the knife fell from the shadow's hand, and the man in black collapsed to the ground.

Mrs. Chu leaned against the wall and stood up. "You, who are you?"

"Your friend."

The woman got up, and the moonlight swept across her face, illuminating her beautiful facial features.

The woman recognized her very quickly, "...Are you Yan Yue? Are you still alive?"

Yan Yue only needs a silver needle in her sleeve to kill a powerful master.

Her thin face showed a look of despair. She laughed at herself and said, "Yes, thanks to Ying Hehua, I am still alive."

Before coming, Yan Yue went to the mass grave and found Zhang Er's body.

Others cannot find out, but she has been taught by Mo Qi for several years. Anyone who is good at using this thing is related to Mo Qi.

"Yong'an?..." The woman adjusted her breath, "Yong'an... I don't want to get involved in any of your grudges..."

Having said that, she propped herself up and tried to leave.

Yan Yue called her, "We have safely sent your daughter to the fort. She is probably with Zheng Shu now."

Taoyao's daughter?
Chu Wu was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Yan Yue stepped over the corpse on the ground.

"I want to tell the priestess that you will not be well off if you change your name and leave the conflict forever."

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"The Qin people slaughtered the Wu tribe like wolves in Jiujiang. Although you managed to escape and lived in seclusion for four years, you still couldn't avoid trouble, right?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Oh, I came to the palace by chance. This time, it's not about what I want to do, but what someone in the Qin government wants to do."

Yan Yue lifted the veil of the man in black, revealing a eunuch with clean-shaven hair and no beard.

"Some people have been lying dormant for many years just to wait for this opportunity."

Yan Yue looked at the moon and thought of her dead brother. The autumn wind was so cold.

The woman was supported by her and sent to the carriage. Yan Yue did not forget to give her a bottle of something. "The medicines in the valley of the first master are the most precious in the world. It is a piece of cake to cure your daughter's poison."

She processed the eunuch's body and made it look like he was hacked to death by the Qin people.

When I looked back, there was someone already next to the body.

"Didn't you say you were going out to reminisce about the past? Why did you end up here?"

Lu Heng held a sword in his hand. He had seen through her, but he still maintained a calm expression.

"Chatting with an old friend. Killing someone by the way."

"Ying Hehua ordered you to rescue that witch?"

Lu Heng did not answer.

"Did you know that Xu Fu told me that he had successfully refined a new medicine?"

"Ayue, what's the point of being obsessed with these things?"

Yan Yue laughed, "How is it meaningless? If he succeeds, then soon, just as our master said, the world will be back in our hands."

The moonlight flowed in her eyes and turned into ice like water.

Only hatred can make her feel her heart beating.

Yan Yue raised her eyes, the shadow of the tree swayed on her delicate and beautiful face, her voice was like a cold spring, but after calling out "Senior Brother", it became more charming and less sharp.

"You can choose not to help me, but you can never stop me."

Lu Heng tried to pull her away, but she pushed him away. "Don't touch me. I'll feel upset and sick if you don't take off this helmet."

He was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head to take off his helmet, but the invisible mask had already been put on in his mind.

He could not forget the Xianyang city he saw after being recalled by Ying Hehua - the road was straight and led to the old lands of the six kingdoms. It took Ying Zheng less than ten days to travel from Xianyang to Mount Tai with the complicated and huge carriage.

It was hard for Lu Heng to imagine what kind of power was needed to destroy an existence like Qin?
So he asked, "Ayue, can other countries really do better than Qin?"

Yan Yue broke away from him, "Don't tell me this."

She smiled, "Although I was a junior sister in Ailao Mountain before, I was also a princess of Yan State. But now, I am nothing. Do you think I am trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm? Are you wondering, what can I use to fight Ying Hehua?"

"But why do you have to fight each other..." Lu Heng sang with a sad sigh: "Ying Hehua let you go, and you let her go. Why don't you continue to fight."

Hearing this, Yan Yue paused.

She did not answer anything about Ying Hehua, but just looked at Lu Heng, "Dissolve? ...Yes. My father is incompetent and my brother is ignorant. The people of Yan are cowardly, weak and tired among the countries, and the military is loose, even worse than Han..."

She tightened her grip on the sword.

"But is this the reason why Yan should be destroyed? Should I accept the result of the destruction of my country, watch the people of Yan forget their past, forget where they came from, and accept Qin's charity?"

"This is not charity. This is a law. My master... said that this is the law of history. It will eventually tend towards unification, and wars of annexation are the inevitable direction."

Lu Heng supported her.

There were tears in her eyes. "But a weak country should be destroyed? The weak should be bullied? What kind of logic is this?"

"The law of the jungle is the law of the jungle."

"What makes humans different from beasts is that they can restrain their desires and act later." Her eyes were firm. "If Ying Zheng only proved his strength by showing off his military power, then he was showing us his fear. This is not true strength, but inner weakness!"

She looked at the corpse on the ground, then moved her eyes to Lu Heng, "Even Zhao Gao, a eunuch, understands this truth, but you don't understand it?"

She raised her head, "Brother, don't forget, you promised me that you would complete the three bets with me. So, I think I have to make this third bet with you."

She continued, "If Ying Zheng and Ying Hehua were not afraid of anything, then these prophecies would not have any impact on them at all."

"this is the last time."

He said, and silently helped her deal with the body.

Yan Yue stepped out of the moonlight, touching the jade seal of the Yan State in her arms.

She was deeply concerned about Ying Hehua's decision to let her and Zhang Liang go, and was about to let go of everything to find out the cause of her brother Yan Dan's death.

But fate would not give her too much time. The maid who served as a princess for her died on the day when the Yan State fell. The Xiongnu in the north were chased by Meng Tian all the way and her father's head was sent back...

The honor of the Ji clan as kings ended from then on.

Yan Yue watched as the State of Yan disappeared from the map, and the Yan River became the Qin River.

However, Lu Heng was actually keen on being a minion of the Qin State and was willing to be condemned by Ying Hehua.

When he arrived in Chu, he assisted Chen Ping, the useless strategist who had no martial arts skills and whom she almost killed.

Is this what Ying Hehua wanted her to see if she let go?
Yan Yue was so angry that she wanted to kill her with a knife.

So, she sneaked into Zhilan Palace with ease.

But she came at the wrong time.

Ying Hehua found a pile of willow branches from somewhere.

The hall was filled with flowers, and the fragrance was extremely strong.

There was no one on the couch.

There is agarwood burning in the stove.

Yan Yue felt a different breath in the air.

The gauze curtain floats, and a familiar figure lies on the table.

How could a princess fall asleep here?

Yan Yue walked around to her. Ying Hehua didn't fall asleep while reading some Qin secrets. Judging from the things on the table, she might have taken medicine to sleep so deeply.

There was a bamboo lantern on her lap. It looked very old, probably because the candle inside had burned out and no new one had been added.

She slept restlessly and soon woke up in a panic.

Yan Yue, hiding in the dark, frowned.

Ying Hehua, the ruthless and cold-blooded person who exploited others, was actually crying.

I have to say, her crying is more lethal than her smiling.

It is extremely sad and moving.

What kind of sorrow and silence is this? Only when one transcends all life and time can one clearly describe it.

It takes them a lifetime to reach each other's destination.

The moonlight shines on the table.

Yan Yue thought back to ten years ago.

Nine-year-old Ying Hehua picked up a bright red jewel hairpin and pinned it in her hair while talking to her.

"Ayue. Today is New Year's Eve. I want to make some dumplings for my father and mother."