It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Chapter 592 A Casual East Wind, A Crane's Dream Startles Spring

In a sense, Zhao Gao's words proved prophetic.

A few days ago, Zheng Yao (Tao Yao) received a secret letter in Shu. It was unsigned, but the contents of the letter made her very wary!
Despite her doubts, she had no choice but to go!

When she arrived at the Lishan Imperial Mausoleum mentioned in the cloth, the Mo family's whistle finally came in handy.

However, it wasn't Ying Hehua who blew the whistle, but a beautiful young girl with long, loose hair.

Shen Zhi hadn't seen Tao Yao for many years since arriving in Xianyang. With just this one glance, she was almost certain that Tao Yao's arrival meant there was still room for things to change.

"Thank goodness you came! Quickly, take the princess and the others away! Xu Fu is a cunning man; we must not let him find Her Highness the princess!"

"Shen Zhi, aren't you coming with us?"

"No," Shen Zhi smiled. "Someone must remain in Xianyang. I will stay to petition His Majesty. His Highness is not the reckless and treasonous person Xu Fu described..."

Zheng Yao was deeply moved by these few words; after Ying Zheng became emperor, many things had changed.

She seemed to suddenly realize who had sent the nameless silk scroll...

As the affairs of the world continue unabated and the people of the six states remain restless, the Qin Dynasty will be plunged into endless turmoil.

"Your Highness saved my life from Bolangsha. I think it's a good thing that Your Highness is leaving Xianyang."

"Shen Zhi, if anything happens, be sure to ask the Empress for help."

At the critical moment, she blocked a crossbow bolt that seemed to come from nowhere, bit her lip to sting the blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, endured the excruciating pain to pull out the arrow embedded in her shoulder, and whistled.

A horse came hurtling through the air.

It swept a path through the surroundings.

The black horse trod through the clouds, its body gleaming black, and it came from the Western Regions.

It is the finest of the finest, and its original owner was not Shen Zhi.

Back then, Fusu led it to Ying Hehua as a birthday gift.

That was when Ying Hehua returned to Xianyang from Handan. She had accomplished a great deal in the State of Zhao and was overjoyed to receive this horse. She gave it a resounding name—Dongfeng (East Wind).

Upon hearing this, Li Xian brought her a very exquisite saddle the next day and expressed his intention to continue teaching her to ride.

Ying Hehua stroked the horse and smiled as she spoke to Li Xian.

"The Overlord has a horse with four white hooves and a jet-black body. It is named Wuju. The Zhou emperor has two fine horses, Chiji and Daoli. But I want to learn from Zhuge Liang and borrow the east wind to make up for the regrets of the world."

She may have been subtly alluding to Zhang Liang by mentioning the east wind, which angered Li Xian so much that he didn't mention the matter again for several years.

At that time, Li Xian put a lot of effort into targeting Zhang Liang, not only from the perspective of a love rival but also from the perspective of a political enemy.

Ying Hehua rode the East Wind and went to Nanzheng County two or three times to plead for leniency.

After committing a wrongdoing, Li Xian feigned innocence, saying, "The princess treats me like a hound, and I gladly accept it." Zhang Liang, in turn, magnanimously and gently remarked that it was no problem...

There was nothing wrong with living like this, bickering and arguing.

When they had nothing to do, Chen Ping and his brother liked to gamble on whether the next young master of Zhilan Palace would be surnamed Zhang or Li in two or three years.

Things changed the year after Ying Hehua came of age; the Great Shaman arrived with the curse of the Red Stone.

Later, Ying Hehua suffered greatly both physically and mentally after that incident in the State of Chu.

She never went out alone again, let alone rode a horse alone to any place.

From then on, Dongfeng was neglected.

She, however, was unwilling to confine her beloved horse to the stables of Zhilan Palace.

Not long after, she gave the horse to Shen Zhi under the pretext of doing some business.

To this day, Dongfeng will once again demonstrate the greatest charm of its name.

Borrowing the east wind.

See a glimpse of the secret.

Lingcheng (within the former territory of the Chu Kingdom)

She woke up at noon.

The house built of green bamboo has a unique elegance and simplicity.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the bamboo-green roof beams. She reached up and touched the quilt covering her, which was made of brown linen. It was rough and uncomfortable to the touch, and she felt very strange about it.

Several cabinets were placed not far away, filled with bamboo scrolls.

She felt confused about being in this unfamiliar environment, her head was still a little dizzy, and her eyes were full of confusion.

With a creak, the wooden door was gently pushed open.

It was probably noon, and a lot of light was shining through the joints of the bamboo.

He was a man in his early twenties, dressed in a typical Chu-style deep robe. The fabric was a dark black dyed with plants, and he was enveloped in a halo of light. Against the sunlight, his face was not clearly visible, but he had a very good figure and a slender waist.

Xu Zhi stared at him intently, her gaze unwavering.

She noticed that the other person's hands were trembling as they held the ceramic bowl.

A moment later, he took two steps to her bedside.

Neither of them spoke.

Not too far away, and with the light back to normal, Xu Zhi squinted. Now she could see clearly that it was indeed a very beautiful face.

For some reason, there were several half-healed abrasions on his cheekbone and the side of his neck, a light brown color that did not affect his appearance at all.

Her jawline was clean and sharp, her eyebrows were long and reached her temples, and her eyes beneath them were as black as ink, with a hint of sharpness.

His gaze was so intense that she felt uncomfortable looking at him for too long.

She had no choice but to look away.

At the same time, she saw that she was wearing only a single layer of clothing.

This person actually brazenly entered her room and sat down on the steps under her bed...

The other person placed the ceramic bowl on the low table and took out a small square piece of wood from a box next to it.

Seeing that she didn't move, he took her hand out from under the blanket and gently placed two fingers on her wrist.

The movement was fluid and very casual.

Xu Zhi suddenly realized, "You're my doctor?" "...That's a good way to put it."

"What's your name?"

"My surname is Li, my given name is Xian, and my courtesy name is Jingqian."

Xu Zhi nodded, but the action made her dizzy. "...Headache," Xu Zhi said, subconsciously raising her hand to touch the strip of cloth wrapped around her forehead, but was gently stopped by someone.

"Don't touch it, the injury hasn't healed yet," he said.

Xu Zhi looked at him, "You saved me?"

"I am indeed a doctor. But the truth is the opposite. You saved me."

Xu Zhi was puzzled, "I saved you? How did I save you?"

“I was imprisoned and tortured in a place by a bad person, and you rescued me.”

As Li Xian spoke, her fingertips touched his face. She bent her index finger, then slightly lifted his chin, staring at him for a while longer. "...You have indeed suffered a lot of injuries."

To outsiders, this gesture appears extremely frivolous and is definitely a look-down from above.

But she didn't think anything was wrong.

Li Xian turned his head and took her hand, "It's just that you were injured when you saved me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xu Zhi nodded, "I see, no wonder my head hurts so much. I must have hit my head."

"I will heal you."

Xu Zhi felt that his gaze was profound, but she was bewitched by the sincerity on his face.

"it is good."

Li Xian was used to pressing him relentlessly, saying, "I will repay your life-saving grace."

"repay?"

"How about I repay you with my body?" he said, raising an eyebrow as if in jest.

Unexpectedly, Xu Zhi looked at him seriously, thought for a moment, and then said thoughtfully, "You are good-looking, but this kind of repayment is so old-fashioned and feudal." She was stunned for a moment, "...What did you mean by feudal?"

The smile in Li Xian's eyes was replaced by sadness. He looked at her and said, "I'll explain it to you slowly later."

Xu Zhi smiled and nodded at him, then hissed, "I feel dizzy."

"The porridge and medicine are ready. Would you like to drink some before resting?"

"Okay." She opened her mouth and drank a spoonful of medicine.

Xu Zhi's expression changed instantly. Was this Li Xian here to mess with her? What was this? This medicine was so bitter!! How could she possibly drink it spoonful by spoonful...?

But she didn't react. "I have hands. I can do it myself."

"Alright then." He stood up.

Xu Zhi took a big gulp of porridge before asking, "By the way, what's my name again? I can't quite remember."

He noticed that she refused to take her medicine. Being the kind of person who overthinks things, he didn't immediately realize it was because the medicine was bitter.

She might be testing him.

If it's a test, then so be it.

Li Xian didn't say anything, but bent down and touched her hair, his eyes gentler than ever before.

“A-Zhi. Your name is A-Zhi.”

"Azhi." She repeated the name, then smiled. "I like this name."

"Get some rest," he advised.

"where are you going?"

"I'll go brew some other medicine for you; your body is suffering from severe cold."

“Oh,” she said, taking another sip of her thick porridge and turning to his retreating figure, “I don’t like bitter Chinese medicine. If you absolutely must drink it, you can give me…” She frowned, seemingly realizing she had grown accustomed to this bossy tone.

But she didn't like talking to herself like that.

"...Could you get me something sweet?"

"it is good."

He took two steps, and then he heard the gentlest voice he had ever heard in his life.

"Jing Qian".

His body suddenly stiffened.

May I call you that?

"of course."

She reached out her hand, begging him to come back.

Li Xian lowered his head as he had just done.

She looked at him sincerely with her big, dark eyes and said, "Thank you for taking care of me. I will never forget your kindness once I get better."

Li Xian would naturally not let any opportunity slip by.

“…A-Zhi is not thinking clearly right now. Once I heal you, I will repay you with my body.”

Xu Zhi's smile froze on her face.

She had never seen anything like this before...

She had only met him once, and he kept talking about 'offering himself to her'. He was handsome and so eager to get married; something was definitely amiss.

She stared at him, "...Can't you be normal? I think you hit your head. You're the one who's sick..."

Hearing this familiar sarcasm, Li Xian felt he should be happy.

Even if she really has amnesia and has forgotten everything.

She is still herself, and her memory will not change whether she has more or less.

He stared at her, bewildered and infatuated.

If you think about it carefully, he was already terminally ill since his previous life.