It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

She waved her arm and hit something hard, which woke her up suddenly.

It was a sword, Li Xian's sword - the Chu-style sword was wider than the Qin sword, with a thin plain surface and a hollow sword stem. Most of them were used as decorative swords, but this one was not. Perhaps it had blocked sharp weapons such as darts in previous battles, and there was a conspicuous scratch on the sword, which made it lose its original silver beauty.

The sword deflected the light and stabbed her eyes, and she sat up.

These days, she seemed to have stepped into some kind of magnetic field. In this bamboo forest, she seemed to have remembered many modern things.

For example, this sword. She looked at it for a while, and the more she looked at it, the more familiar it felt, as if she had seen it more than a decade ago... when she was still studying archaeology... The instructor said that this was a burial object from a large tomb of the Chu State during the Warring States Period, and it was the best of the unearthed swords.

She was thinking...

"woke up?"

Following the sound, she turned her head and saw the person beside the bed. A halo of light was swaying on Li Xian. He had his hands behind his head, and seemed to have maintained this position for a long time.

"Is this sword so beautiful?"

"Yes." She smiled, "If it is unearthed, it will be as bright as yesterday."

He smiled helplessly. This was similar to what he said last night.

Last night Xu Zhi refused to let go. She first stared at him, then grabbed him, then hugged him, and began to touch him, mainly around his waist.

He felt a little uncomfortable being pulled.

His pupils, which had finally regained their sight for a moment, were gradually made restless by the hands that were pulling them down and then putting them up again.

His eyes darkened and darkened, and he hesitated for a long time before asking, "...Azhi, do you know who I am?"

She raised one hand and pointed up and down, looking left and right. "You're really weird today." She muttered, "You talk incoherently, I can't understand you."

"That's because you're drunk."

She lowered her head. "I'm not drunk! You helped me...you helped me like this in Huaiyin!"

When she lowered her head, she suddenly discovered that there was a green object glowing under the handle of his sword.

"I want this."

"What?" Li Xian didn't understand what she meant.

"Take it off for me." She pointed at the turquoise on his scabbard and said confidently.

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Turquoise may be an insignificant gemstone for a royal princess, but for others, especially officials, it is a priceless item that can be used to save a person's life or to obtain leniency when the property is seized.

What's more... this turquoise has a history. It was given to Lu Buwei by the former king Ying Yiren in Zhao State. Soon it came into Mo Qi's hands, and later on Mount Zhongnan, Mo Qi gave it to him.

He smiled, "I didn't know you could ask me for things so directly."

She nodded and opened her palms.

She half raised her head and looked at him with a frown, "Li Xian, will you give it to me?"

She called his name.

"Do you know who I am?" His hands trembled, and his voice was filled with irrepressible hope.

"Of course I know." She beckoned him to lower himself, put her hand on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear, "You died once, and I died once too..."

"May,"

She covered his mouth. "Shh."

Li Xian cut off the turquoise and put it in her palm.

But she quickly raised it up and squeezed it into his hand. She smiled and said, "...For so many years, you have never used this secret to threaten me. I will give you something as a thank you gift."

Li Xian looked at the turquoise that had returned to his hand, his heart trembled, and then he listened to her again.

"I just snatched it from the annoying Li Xian in the past and gave it to the new you."

The new him.

The realization made his throat tighten.

Her black eyes had turned into candlelight in countless of his nightmares, containing galaxies clearer than moonlight, hanging above the mire, giving him new life.

He leaned down and lifted the back of her head, trying to see her more clearly in the dark.

He heard his own trembling breath, and he suddenly remembered what she had said.

She could have left forever, but she returned to this purgatory without hesitation, watching the verdict being written again and again, and the paths being repeated one after another...

In fact, before Xu Zhi came out of the bamboo forest fog, he met Huang Shigong and the witch who was with the great witch who disappeared in the early years. He couldn't bear the fate of being broken again. That's why Huang Shigong said "doctors don't treat themselves".

After all, Huang Shigong really hoped that he would take Xu Zhi away, so as not to derail Zhang Liang's true path.

In Li Xian's opinion, people like him and Mo Qi who practiced Mo Dao were often superstitious. He only wanted peace in this life after his rebirth. He had no right to care about things that happened thousands and thousands of years ago.

She put her arms around his waist, and the old wounds started to itch, reminding him that he was now a living being of flesh and blood, not a ghost from the underworld.

He lowered his head, allowing himself to become more and more immersed in the illusion of 'taking advantage of someone's misfortune'.

She slipped away from his arms.

"The hilt doesn't need this stone. I just felt that your sword looked familiar, as if it had just been dug out... The sword is long and heavy, and it shines brightly," she thought hard, and then leaned her head against the sword, "...Is it called the No. 1 Sword in the World?"

He is not a chivalrous knight like Jing Ke, so how can he be called the best in the world?

What's more, in his cognition, the Qin Empire was majestic and magnificent, the country belonged to the Ying family, and the real number one sword in the world was the Tai'a Sword.

When I looked again, she had fallen asleep.

He carefully placed her on the couch. After much thought, he decided that a sword was stained with too much blood and could be used as a weapon. It was a taboo to hold it while sleeping.

But she didn't let go. After pulling a few times to no avail, she actually rolled over to the innermost part of the bed, muttering something like "I unearthed it, so I should write the excavation report... My name should be on the paper..."

He didn't quite understand, so he looked at her and smiled helplessly. After making a fuss for a long time, he finally fell asleep.

He cherishes the time he can still see her face, like a man trekking in the desert, counting the last sip of clear spring water, and every gaze reflects the tenderness that is about to dry up.

Then, it was this time the next day.

She wanted to kick him down, but then she saw that his eyes were still covered with cloth... From this point of view, she felt that she was kinder than her father, and she would not bully a blind man.

"It's so late, why don't you wake me up?" As she said this, she stepped over the sword that was across the middle and accidentally pressed it, making a noise.

"It's not good to sleep too long."

A deep voice came slowly from behind. It was him whose clothes were disheveled, whose long hair was half loose, and who was holding onto the person and not letting go...

If she didn't have a hangover headache and didn't smell the alcohol on herself.

With this excessive look and a lost expression, he made her look extremely evil.

Li Xian smiled slightly, spread out his hands, and whispered, "It's okay if you don't remember."

"I finally managed to get the bamboo slips out..." She was saying this when she replied calmly, "You helped me last time in Huaiyin. I'm sure I didn't do anything. Don't give me that. If you have something to say, just say it."

At this time, there was a knock at the door. Fan Kuai did not expect that it was Li Xian who opened the door. "Sir Li," Li Xian was not wearing a crown and his sword was not on him. Fan Kuai paused for a moment, as if he felt that it was inappropriate for him to be here. "Since Sir has not washed yet, wait for Madam Shen to prepare for Sir, and then I will report to you."

"Azhi, thank you for your help." He sat in front of the mirror.

"What?"

He tilted his face slightly, "You said you would do a full performance."

She resisted the urge to throw the comb in his face and talked herself out of getting angry with the blind man.

"Let me first say that I have never combed anyone's hair before."

Before Ying Yuanman got married, she was busy all day.

He doesn't expose her.

She stood behind him, pulled the band covering his eyes in front of him, and then gathered his hair, but she deliberately left it uncombed, thinking that to comb his hair like this would...

There is no knot...

"Back in Longtai Palace, you said that my hair texture was pretty good."

"Really?" She took the hairpin from his hand. The hairpin was sharp, like a sword. She inserted it into his hair and fixed it. She said, "I remember that ten years ago, your father stabbed someone to death with a hairpin in the palace."

Li Xian raised a meaningful smile and whispered, "Then Princess, don't worry. I will never be unarmed like my father and put you in danger."

Then, her wrist tightened and she was pulled into his arms.

When she was awake, he would do that kind of straightforward robbery, absorbing her memories and revealing her most vivid and violent emotions in front of him.

"Let me go!" "If you dare to mess around, I'll have someone hack you to death."

This sentence. He then realized that last night, she had always thought that the person she was facing was him.

So he smiled and said, "I will not do anything to the princess. If the princess really wants me to do something wrong, that's fine."

However, the palm print that was supposed to hit Li Xian's face landed on another person's face for some reason. (End of this chapter)