It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Chapter 593 Lost in a dream, unaware of being a guest, indulging in fleeting pleasure.

For several days, Xu Zhi had not seen anyone except Li Xian. The quaint house and the quiet courtyard made her feel like she was in a paradise.

In fact, Cheng overheard her request to temporarily leave Xianyang on the day she fainted.

The princess was not the emperor's daughter; that's absurd.

In truth, once they saw the imperial edict and heard the order, Xu Fu would never have given them a chance to live.

Before arriving at the Lishan Imperial Mausoleum, they all assumed Princess Yong'an was an eccentric character. However, in reality, within the underground palace, this princess valued the lives of officials and treated them, her subordinates, equally. "None of us will die; let's find a way out together," she said, looking at each of them.

Cheng then understood why General Wang Ben, who had always been indifferent to power struggles in the court, had suddenly sent several of his trusted confidants to protect Yong'an. They were convinced that if Yong'an committed suicide, they would not be the only ones to feel regret and lament.

In the end, after a struggle with his conscience, Cheng decided to keep his promise to protect the princess, and the four of them bought themselves a lot of time to leave.

As Yu Ji departed, she resolutely changed into Ying Hehua's clothes and left in the opposite direction.

Ultimately, they disappeared during a manhunt.

Tao Yao led Ying Hehua and Li Xian on a retreat, and in order to avoid the Qin army that was searching for them, they eventually arrived at a small town on the border between Qin and Chu.

This escape reminded Tao Yao of thirteen years ago.

These three people, under duress and on guard, made their way all the way to Xinzheng, South Korea...

Back then, Han An's scheme pushed the nine-year-old Ying Hehua into the chaos of the world.

This marked the beginning of the fall of the six states.

This is the meaning of the saying that things in life are unpredictable.

The three of them actually reunited after the Qin state unified the entire world.

Ying Hehua is actually her niece.

Li Xian has fallen hopelessly in love with the person he once regarded as a pawn.

Some were injured, some fainted, and it was Tao Yao who saved them.

Upon arriving in Lingcheng, Taoyao encountered an old friend.

It seemed that the old friend had long anticipated this situation.

He never expected that Ying Hehua would refuse to watch Li Xian die and would instead take action to kill Zhao Gao.

Fortunately, she has a resolute but not fierce personality, and being quick-witted is a good thing in this situation.

The imperial edict has been issued.

Even if she doesn't commit suicide, she will never return to Xianyang.

She refused to go to prison a second time or fall into Xu Fu's trap, so she refused to give in.

No one in the world understands the heart of an emperor better than Han Fei.

Even Han Fei didn't understand, and no one in the world understood Ying Zheng better than Xu Zhi.

She saw him as a father, a ruler, and also as a figure in history who was both praised and criticized. Therefore, although she was grieving, she could clearly see what was behind it all.

She was unable to shake the strength of the feudal imperial power on her own.

But she quickly recognized the importance of national stability, and soon turned her attention to those who thrived on chaos.

Unfortunately, before she could resolve these conflicts, an accident happened...

Among those who were truly open and honest with Yong'an, the eldest son was one of the most trusted.

If he knew about this, he would definitely abandon his duties in Chu and rush back to Xianyang to advise his father, the emperor.

But King Jian of Chu was on the verge of death. Although many troops had gone to Xiang Commandery, King Jian still had a considerable number of elite soldiers under his command.

If Fusu dares to make a move at this moment, then everything will be over!

Han Fei was from Han and a leading figure of the Legalist school. He was accustomed to placing suspicion and sharpness at the highest level.

Out of good intentions, Han Fei concealed Ying Hehua's situation from Fusu.

During Ying Hehua's trip to Mount Li, Han Fei finished reading the scroll Tang Zhipei had left him. He was quite surprised by the passage on Montesquieu's *The Spirit of the Laws*, and his curiosity about Yong'an's ideas grew even stronger.

Han Fei's logic is cold; he is not used to admitting that he is full of regret and care for Ying Hehua, but only hopes that the Legalist imperial strategy can be updated and upgraded to version 2.0 in her case.

When faced with his junior apprentice Zhang Cang's 'condolences,' Han Fei declared that he did not want to see such a beautiful work wither before it even began to bloom on the chessboard of the world.

So he told Zhang Cang not to ask Yong'an about this matter and not to interfere with his actions.

Zhang Cang revered his teacher Xunzi, and he extended that reverence to his teacher's beloved disciples as well. Therefore, he respected his senior brother as his elder and had no intention of disobeying him.

Therefore, Tao Yao received Han Fei's generous help and assistance.

This reminded her of thirty years ago when Han Fei helped Han An secure his throne.

Han Fei had aged considerably, but his eyes remained clear and bright. When he spoke, he exuded the gentle composure characteristic of Korean nobles, leaving no room for doubt in his judgment.

“Li Xian is seriously injured, and the little princess is unconscious. A Yao, you can’t take them far. I have a relatively quiet place, my old fiefdom, and a courtyard that is relatively secluded and safe. I lent it to Zifang before, and now it can be your sanctuary. However, you can’t stay there for long, at most three months. You must leave Lingcheng, preferably to Shouchun,” he thought for a moment, “and go find Wang Heng and Ren Xiao. These two can protect Yong’an.”

If Tang Zhipei is watching from heaven, if Xu Zhi can still remember the past sixteen years.

They would be overjoyed. Han Fei's survival was the best decision they had ever made, allowing them to imagine another direction for imperial power in a unified dynasty... In late spring, many forsythia flowers had faded, but the magnolia trees were in bloom, their heavy, pure white blossoms hanging from the branches, a sight to behold.

Xu Zhi stood under the tree, looking curiously at one of the magnolias, and reached out to pluck the magnolia flower with its distinctively different colors from the calyx.

"Li Xian, look, this one is light red."

In the past, when flowers bloomed everywhere and life was peaceful, Li Xian would have embraced her waist and, to his advantage, sought a little more fragrance from her.

The magnolia flowers are beautiful, but he didn't plant the tree.

When his wounds had healed a little, he checked all the old scrolls in Han Fei's room, fearing that there might be inappropriate remarks about the six states that would add to her crimes.

As a result, Li Xian discovered that his father also kept some similar items in his study, but Han Fei's were much older.

Li Xian, of course, did not know that after Li Si arrived in Xianyang, he recited all the articles by Han Fei that he could remember, as well as some annotations of the classics of Confucianism and Mohism that the two of them used to argue and criticize each other.

It could also be understood as a 'messy' 'note'.

The difficult-to-understand Chu script, the unique Han script, and even the beautiful seal script they later wrote together all point to one answer: they had never forgotten their friendship as fellow students in the past.

Looking at the magnolia tree, Li Xian recalled how, many years ago, on the streets of Xianyang, she wore this flower and stood behind Zhang Liang.

So the more he looked at it, the more depressed he became; he didn't like the flower!
There are many magnolias in Chengfu.

The carpenter who came to repair the house a couple of days ago asked him, "Is there anything else that needs to be done, my lord?"
He thought to himself, "If I really asked him for help, I should cut down this tree!"

In this way, it won't bloom, and it won't bloom those white flowers that he hates, worries about, and fears!

"Li Xian, what's with that expression?"

"..."

Xu Zhi didn't know what he meant, so she simply held her palm up, with white and pale pink flowers piled in her hand. One of the flowers almost fell, but she managed to catch it in time.

"You really think this flower is ugly?"

"If Azhi likes it, then it's acceptable."

She was speechless and looked him up and down. "No wonder you always dress so dark, you look older than Uncle Yan next door. If you didn't know better, you'd think you were seventy or eighty. ... It must be hard for you to have such terrible taste."

Her vivid expressions as she spoke captivated him.

Xu Zhi wore no other adornments. Her long hair was loosely tied back with a pale yellow ribbon. When the wind blew, her silky black hair spread out in the sunlight, floating like ink on water.

Lee Hyun admitted that he could be easily seduced by beauty.

“Since Azhi likes them, they should stay on the tree to admire them. Magnolia flowers are delicate, and the wind has been strong these past few days. I will take care of them for you.”

She scooped up a handful of flowers and handed them to him. "I saw in your medical book that magnolia is warm in nature and pungent in taste, and can dispel cold and wind. I only glanced at it, so I don't know if I remembered it wrong?"

She remembers things after just one glance, so her memory is actually quite good.

"Yes, it does have that effect."

He paused suddenly, remembering that she had developed a fever that night after drinking the medicine for treating cold symptoms, and raised his hand to touch her forehead.

“Oh dear,” she dodged his hand, “I’m fine, my fever broke the day before yesterday.”

She habitually avoided him, which made him feel a little lonely.

"Hey, I told you to catch it, why are you just standing there?" She looked at the fallen flower on the ground. "Hurry up and pick up my flower."

For some reason, Xu Zhi was able to command him with ease, and it all seemed so natural.

Li Xian always did as instructed.

Xu Zhi said, "Take it back and wash it. It's chilly in the late spring. I also read in a book that these flowers can cure colds. You should drink some to prevent it."

"You picked these for me?"

She nodded. "I know you took care of my medicine the other day. The heat was so intense, it kept you up all night." She slowly moved closer to him, looked up, and earnestly reminded him, "You've worked so hard taking care of me. Don't get sick, or you'll be put in quarantine if you catch a cold."

"Quarantine?" Li Xian asked, puzzled.

Xu Zhi didn't realize for a moment that it was from 2023.

“I remember that being quarantined wouldn’t be good.”

"What's wrong with that?"

I won't see you for a long time.

She said this earnestly, looking at him tenderly.

He was stunned for a moment.

Actually, if you look closely, this flower isn't that ugly. It not only has medicinal value but also a faint fragrance.

He forgot how much he had loathed the magnolia just ten seconds earlier.

Now, the magnolia tree is a good tree.

He thought so.