Historians travel through the Qin Dynasty

He found someone and instructed, "Go to the queen's palace and ask the queen to come over." "

Hearing this, it was like thunder, and it really killed me.

But fortunately, after Ying Zheng finished speaking, he walked to the inner room. I hurriedly and gently rummaged through the lightly clothed wardrobe, and took a random piece of clothing and put it on.

Then he walked gently to the wall in the backyard. I had to climb over the wall to get out.

Unexpectedly, halfway through, my foot inexplicably stepped into the air, and I fell to the ground, and the sound of landing scared the birds around me into flying away.

I guess the people inside should have heard it.

I stood up against the wall, and as expected, I heard footsteps behind me.

I swallowed nervously, and gradually turned around, and the person I saw was reassuring, and he was lightly dressed.

Yi sighed and shook her head gently at me, I don't know what she meant, but it must not be the good side.

"Meet the Queen. "

Yiqing kowtowed to me.

I answered naturally, and she came over and said to me softly, "Cherish." "

I was a little confused, and I couldn't understand the meaning at all.

"The Queen, please. "

I sighed and strode in.

Ying Zheng sat on the main seat of the inner room, his clothes were embroidered with red and gold embroidery thread, and he wore a bronze sword and two pairs of jade-colored forbidden steps, which looked extravagant enough.

It's just that he looked at the things in his hands with a cold expression, and his whole body exuded the aura of "don't touch me", like a huge ice cube in an ice cellar during the Republic of China.

I really want to touch him and see if he's as cold as ice.

"Wang ......" As soon as the first word popped out between my lips and teeth, the bamboo in Ying Zheng's hand simply slashed his head and covered his face.

I shrank and hurriedly reached out to block it, but my head was still smashed.

"Look at the words on the bamboo slips for yourself. "

I picked up the bamboo slips in a daze and looked at the pile of magical symbols.

At this moment, Yi said leisurely: "Queen, you took it backwards." "

I turned the bamboo slip around, and then I recognized it, oh~ It's a big seal.

"That ......" I looked at Ying Zheng hesitantly, and Ying Zheng also looked at me, and the atmosphere was a little embarrassed.

"I can't read. "

Ying Zheng coughed twice in embarrassment, and said slowly: "Figure it out yourself." "

Finally, the green shadow was called, and the embarrassment was dissolved.

But what the green shadow read out really scared me.

"In the second year of the reign of King Qin, the queen left Grace and ordered to visit the empress dowager. "

"Do you hear me?" Ying Zheng glanced at me.

I nodded, and remained silent.

Ying Zheng slowly got up, walked in front of me, stretched out his slender fingers and gently rubbed my face.

He was close to me, but I felt that he was getting farther and farther away from me.

His eyes were red, and I could feel that he was gradually becoming murderous.

"The bottom line of widows, is it fun?".

Without waiting for me to reply, he placed one hand under my neck and the other on the hilt of his sword.

I was shocked, he he ...... It's not going to be real, is it?

At this moment, the clothes that had not spoken, but just watched the changes gently pulled me behind her, and said softly to Yingzheng: "King, the slave has something to say to you. "

Ying Zheng sent me out of the door, and this is the only way to escape.

As soon as I left the house, there was the sound of things breaking in the house.

I was afraid that something would happen, so I leaned on the door and listened to the conversation.

"The king is angry first, and listen to the humble opinion of the slave and maid. "

Say. "

"My lord, the slave and maid see that you ...... the queen."

Yiqing's voice became quieter and softer, and it became more and more exhorting. But I'm not in the mood to savor the learning, and now I'm full of regret.

Soon after, someone came to open the door, and I was lying on the door and fell into the door unexpectedly, and it happened that it was Yingzheng who opened the door, so I was relieved that I couldn't fall.

I didn't pounce on him, I just struggled twice and got back on my feet.

After standing still, I looked at him apprehensively, "Are you still angry?"

He didn't speak, but his expression was noticeably softer.

"If the king wants to hear what I say to the emperor and the queen mother, the concubine can say it. I cautiously probed.

Ying Zheng glanced at me and motioned for me to continue.

"Nothing else, just ...... I asked...... "I deliberately broke it down."

Seeing his expression change slightly, I knew that I had reached the point, so I slowly continued: "I asked the king about his preferences. "

Ying Zheng still didn't speak, gently pushed me away, and walked out.

According to the palace people, he walked away with a smile.

I know that it is a big sin to know Ying Zheng's preferences privately.

But compared to colluding with Zhao Ji, this is nothing.

As soon as he was gone, we set up the ding again, boiled the red oil, and ate it.

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Little by little, the sun buried itself into the distant hillside, and gradually, the fog began to wander around me, occasionally lifting, revealing either the faint stars or the moonlight scattered through the mist.

The surroundings are quiet, and sometimes you can hear the faint chirping of insects outside the window.

Birds often fly by, dropping small yellow-green feathers one after another.

I sat by the window and felt everything.

However, it seems that this environment did not calm me down, but made me more irritable.

I'm now wondering what I'm going to do.

Every time I

do something as Wang Lien, I am afraid of affecting the course of history, and every time I see everyone here, I see in my mind the fate of these people, and even the date of death.

Now I have fallen into a dead end: I have not changed history, and if so, then what is the point of me recording this? or even what is the point of me "burning money" to come here?

What disturbs me even more is that I clearly have feelings for the people here.

To Hongru, to Fusu ......

These feelings are indelible and growing.

Perhaps, I can only let it play, but at that time, the record can only count on Yuyu.

And Yuyu, like me, has a special preference for Fusu, and it is inevitable that he will ......

As I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard the sound of rustling outside, and I leaned slightly out of the window and looked outside.