It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Chapter 611 The Victorious Side, Qin's Lingering Regret (Sorry for the wait)

Of the dozens of Qin Pavilion experts, only one was able to return to report to Li Xian.

The more Chen Bo listened, the more bewildered he became. Even someone like him, who had witnessed many strange things around Guo Kai, couldn't help but find the recent events bizarre...

There are very few people in the world who don't want to be prime minister. Guo Kai is one of them. But Guo Kai is so desperate to become the prime minister of Qin that he is desperate to do so. However, now that the world is unified, Li Si, who is truly second only to the emperor, has actually submitted a memorial saying that he has fallen seriously ill, that he has lost his soul and is physically weak, and that he wants to retire and return to his hometown.

While the emperor was on an imperial tour, the prime minister announced his resignation in the capital...

The father had no idea what kind of pressure his son was under to protect the Li family while serving Ying Zheng, or what he was doing to show his loyalty.

The hall was solemn and quiet. Li Xian listened to all the news, and the lamp oil was almost gone.

Ever since he saw the embroidered words on the cloak, he couldn't sleep. But he couldn't sleep anyway. Two abrasions stretched from the bridge of his nose to below his eyes, and every few days, there were people who wanted to stab him to death.

According to the guard who was seriously injured by the crossbow, their men have not returned, all thanks to the Chu people.

The people they were trying to save left with them, and she even intervened...

Chen Bo hesitated before speaking, "Your Highness, she may have been taken hostage. Or perhaps she didn't know that they were people sent by you, sir."

Unexpectedly, a smile appeared on his superior's lips, "...If she were to become my enemy, that would be even better."

Chen Bo seemed to be deep in thought, but as he was leaving, a sudden inspiration struck him.

He thought that Li Xian meant that they were finally going to put the plans they had made years ago back on the agenda. Ying Hehua was disliked by Ying Zheng, and most of the court officials who had once supported her had left. Dun Ruo was dead, and only the old Wei Liaofeng remained, barely clinging to life. Li Si had also submitted his resignation… As for the most radical Yao Jia, he had tried to kill Han Fei in the Court of Justice prison years ago, leaving behind considerable incriminating evidence…

Having spent too long by Guo Kai's side and wandered the secret chambers for many years, his most scathing and cruel thoughts naturally surfaced—Ying Hehua, the princess who had lost power… Li Xian used her to smoothly enter the royal family; that would be making the best use of her.

A few days later, Chen Ping learned of his brother's thoughts and was furious. He set off from Xianyang on horseback towards Lingcheng.

Uncle Chen left the temporary government office.

The candlesticks flickered, and in the dim light, Li Xian sat alone for a long time.

The pressure and hard work made Li Xian grow thinner and thinner, making his already sharp features even more defined. Beneath his extremely wounded expression, there was a smile that mocked the capriciousness of fate.

Han Fei's death triggered a series of upheavals, resulting in real changes in the political arena.

It also destroyed his mental strength.

Han Fei's life is intertwined with the beginning of everything. When Li Xian heard about Xu Zhi's ten-year promise to him, he initially thought Xu Zhi was naive. However, after talking with Mo Qi, he unconsciously began to regard it as a kind of hope.

Li Xian struggles to endure his nightmares, all because of the word 'hope'.

Now, Han Fei's death has dealt a heavy blow to his father, and has pierced through his illusory dreams like a sharp blade.

The massacre of the witch clan has stirred up the previously dormant forces of the six kingdoms.

The Book of Prophecy is unknown to others; it is prophecy.

For Li Xian, however, that was the past, a known fact that had actually happened, every word of which spoke of a cruel ending, a complete failure.

In the darkness, the candlelight was dim.

Xu Zhi has lost his memory. This time, no one looked at him with certainty and told him resolutely, 'We will not lose.'

Having lived two lifetimes, the only thing one cannot outwit is fate.

No one knew that Li Xian had taken advantage of Zhang Cang's appearance. At the same time, Zhang Cang seized the opportunity and delivered a fatal blow to Li Xian.

Standing at the historical dividing line, how easy it would have been to destroy the will of the Qin people.

Li Xian began to feel fortunate that Xu Zhi had forgotten all of her past.

The fire burned his hands, but the warmth made him reluctant to let go.

He remembered the time he secretly watched Han Fei enter the palace, the several times he tried to kill himself, the several times he recklessly sought death, and how she had always pulled him back, how she had told him time and time again, countless times, 'You won't die, this shouldn't be your fate.'

Such a brilliant person should never be associated with the darkness of a fallen empire.

After Han Fei's death, he finished reading the second volume of the prophecy book that Zhang Cang brought from Zhongnan Mountain. It was written in traditional Chinese characters by Mo Qi, and the characters Xu Zhi had taught him were very similar. He only understood it after reading it; no wonder Xu Zhi and Mo Qi never mentioned 'the Han Dynasty' much...

That was truly a bright and promising future.

In that future, there are still people who live year after year, and whose lives are filled with good fortune, both before and after their passing.

For a long time, Li Xian couldn't believe he would lose.

After he finished reading the second volume, the ashes of the silk scroll danced before his eyes.

A tear fell from the tip of his nose, landed on the bamboo slip, and slid into the characters he had carved.

If she goes to the victorious side, it would be even more fulfilling than their initial agreement. The rain in Lingcheng hadn't stopped, and the wind was fierce in the gorge.

"Young lady, could you please hurry? The strategist is always busy, and if we continue like this, it will get dark soon." Long Qi urged her to hurry.

Yan Sheng, who was walking ahead, had been silent the whole way. "Great hero, please don't rush Sister Azhi. Can't you see she's tired?"

Long Qie didn't take it to heart, "When I saw the young lady just now, she had a very solemn demeanor when she took the crossbow. How could she be a weak person?"

Hearing this, Yan Sheng couldn't help but chime in, "Sister Azhi is still a patient, her body is weak... Not long ago, my apprentice doctor was prescribing medicine for her, Li,"

Yan Sheng did not know Li Xian's identity, nor did he know that Li Xian had become an official... Half a month ago, he went to the market town to do business with his neighbor, and only returned after hearing that there had been a change in Lingcheng.

Just as Yan Sheng was about to say Li Xian's name, Xu Zhi, not wanting to cause any more trouble, stopped him, saying, "Yan, I'm much better now, nothing's wrong."

"Young lady..."

She looked at Long Qie and said, "It's alright for me. It's getting dark, so it's better to quicken our pace."

He muttered to himself, "If that strategist wants to see Sister Azhi, why not choose a lower location, a mountain path with hundreds of stone steps..."

Xu Zhi smiled and reassured Yan Sheng, "It's alright. Didn't I just help you and your aunt plant rice seedlings not long ago? I'm fine."

Yan Sheng sighed, a sigh tinged with a deep sorrow and resentment beyond his years. "Alas, such a terrible thing happened in Lingcheng. Grandpa... many people in the village have also disappeared. They say they were captured and imprisoned by men in black." He paused, then seemed to remember something, and frowned. "Sister Azhi, was Brother also captured by the government officials...?"

"Who is this young lady? I never heard Old Wu mention her in the thatched hut."

Yan Sheng said with a youthful air, "That's my apprentice." Having spent a lot of time with Li Xian, he had naturally picked up a lot of 'modern' vocabulary. So he paused for a moment, "He's Sister Azhi's fiancé."

"The young lady's husband?"

Xu Zhi's mind was a mess, and she didn't know what to say. She could only see the rainwater flowing down the smooth stone wall and then nod.

Someone saw her nod.

The path through the cave at the top was difficult to traverse, so Long Ju eventually managed to get a horse. He helped her onto the horse's back, and with a neigh, Wu Ju skillfully ascended the stone steps.

The people on the mountainside were all dressed in dark blue robes. Long Qi introduced Xu Zhi and Yan Sheng to them, and talked about how they met Wu Guang on their way to Lingcheng and how they saved them.

A sliver of firelight refracted through the groove.

The man known as the strategist turned around, slowly raised his eyes, and gazed at her.

The person was wearing a robe and a bamboo hat, and Xu Zhi felt that the gaze peeking out from behind the curtain was very deep.

The structures that lead up to it are mostly Mohist workshops. The wine of Handan, the precious sword, and the white silk scrolls—these are not the possessions of ordinary merchants, but rather unattainable for nobles.

A moment later, the sound of two people talking could be heard coming from the rain.

"You really need to practice your swordsmanship more."

"Oh dear, Uncle isn't here, no need to rush!"

The owner that everyone was talking about came from not far away, and unexpectedly, he was just a ten-year-old boy with extremely bright eyes and eyebrows.

He slung his heavy sword behind his back and paused for a moment when he saw Xu Zhi.

Yan Sheng hated these kinds of aristocratic young men staring at him for no reason, so he directly blocked Xu Zhi's way and asked, "Why are you looking at my sister?"

The boy paused, actually because he felt that Xu Zhi had a very familiar scent.

I didn't expect to be asked that question.

He felt he had been extremely rude!
The sachet she wore must have smelled similar to the one he had smelled when he was a child.

His wet nurse said that when he was a child, he would cry incessantly if he was separated from that smell. When he grew up, he asked around and found out that it was made by a traveling doctor named Li from Chu.

For a long time, he thought that the fragrance was his mother's.

Xiang Yu noticed that the young lady invited by Long Ju was only in her early twenties. How could she possibly have any connection with his mother?
When the rainy season arrives in Chu, the water vapor turns white.

A girl as beautiful as a peach blossom appeared beside the boy. She had her hair styled in a slanted bun and was breathtakingly beautiful. She frowned slightly. "Ayu, why are you walking so fast?"

“Look at this young lady.”

The girl who had been replaced by Xing'er froze the moment she saw her, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Xu Zhi asked in confusion, "Who is this?"

So, Yu Ji swallowed the words "Your Highness" back down her throat.

The author had some personal matters to attend to recently and took a two-week break. Apologies for the inconvenience. Thank you all for your votes and patience. (bows)