It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Snow is falling, and rose flowers are in full bloom in the courtyard.

For several days, Xu Zhi stayed by Zheng Li's side. She became playful and stepped on the unsettled areas. On the soft snow, the snow blocks were stepped on firmly, making a crunching sound.

The garden was carefully tended, and the ground looked completely white, with no weeds at all.

"Concubine, what color do you like? Can I pick one for you?"

"My mother and concubine like all the flowers you picked." Zheng Li looked at her daughter tenderly, and saw her standing on tiptoes, stretching her arms, and trying to pinch the snow-white flower on the branch. Because it was a little too high, she failed several times.A Zhi was afraid that she would fall, so he kept telling her to be careful.

Zheng Li looked at her smile and often thought that He Hua could always be so happy if he had no intention, but how could he be alone in this strange current situation.

"It's okay, A Zhi. I can pick it off if I try hard enough."

When Xu Zhi finally took a handful of thorns and waved her hand, two rose branches fell into her hands.

These two white roses are different from those seen in Zhang Liangyuan before. The flowers here are much lighter in color, making them more noble and pure.

Xu Zhi felt that the branch in his hand was more suitable for him, and he didn't know why Zhang Liang liked to plant red ones?

She lowered her head and took a closer look, and it seemed that the bright colors indeed made the flowers more delicate.

She held the flower and shook it towards Zheng Li, "Concubine, look!"

"The orchid in the empty valley matches the color of jade just right."

The magnetic sound came from far behind.

Xu Zhi suddenly looked back and saw Ying Zheng and Li Si behind him. She nodded and saluted, and then shouted politely.

"Father."

Ying Zheng smiled: "Okay."

Xu Zhi wanted to leave very sensibly.

She never felt that she could guide Li Si under Ying Zheng's nose.

She also couldn't be present when Li Si was about to accept Li Zuoche as his adopted son. Li Si had no expression on his face. He was probably still worried about her shooting Li Xian, and...

Ying Zheng and Zheng Li get back together.

Li Si and she are nothing more than light bulbs.

The couple came to visit the garden, what was he doing with this pestle?

She glanced at Li Si, handed the flower in her hand to Ying Zheng and said:

"Father, He Hua suddenly remembered that he still had some unfinished homework, so he excused himself. Please bring this flower to your mother and concubine."

"Howard."

Ying Zheng called her, "Don't be anxious at this moment, just join us."

Xu Zhi pulled on his sleeves and smiled like she did when she was a child, "Okay."

Li Si bowed to them and said, "Your Majesty, Princess Yong'an, I take my leave."

Li Si's eyes did not change, but when he looked at Xu Zhi, they seemed to have infinite meaning for a second.

A snowflake fell on the shoulders of Zheng Li and Ying Zheng.

Xu Zhi deeply felt that the river map in her arms exuded the power of poverty, seeming to guide her in an unknown direction.She thought about the look in Li Si's eyes just now, and for a moment she felt as if time and space were forbidden.

It had been a long time since she had seen her grandfather covered in blood in her dream.

The warmth coming from the side of the body dispelled the severe cold, and the winter snow no longer lost its temperature.

Although there was a vast expanse of white before her eyes, she was no longer alone.

Zheng Li accepted the flowers that Ying Zheng handed her and looked at his expression with emotion, "I didn't know that your Majesty is still so elegant."

"He Hua worked hard to pick it. I borrowed it from He Hua's hand. I hope you like it."

Zheng Li gave a soft smile, "I like it."

Although Zheng Li knew that her daughter was not simple-minded, the way she picked flowers reminded her of herself, and he was afraid that she would be hurt by thorns. "There are many thorns in the roses. Let me see if my hands are hurt?"

Xu Zhi kept shaking his head, "It's not hurt, not at all. My father is too exaggerated. It's not very strenuous. My father thinks I'm short."

Ying Zheng only smiled. He looked at Zheng Li and said again: "He Hua is young and it is common sense that he is not very advanced."

Not tall...isn't this short?

It must be that Ying Zheng's tone was too gentle. He lowered his head and looked at himself again. There was no sharpness in his eyes. He was just like his father. He was still the kind of father who could tease people. Xu Zhi blurted out.

"Father obviously thinks I'm short, so forget it if you don't admit it." Xu Zhi turned to look at the 1.9-meter father. How tall should she be before she is considered short?

Having said that, Zheng Li is tall and she is not worried about heredity, but now, she is indeed not as tall as Tai Ajian.

It's not as high as a sword... It's embarrassing to say it.

……

Xu Zhi was worried that he would make a mistake, so he simply loosened Ying Zheng's sleeves and stood next to Zheng Li.

"Mother concubine."

Zheng Li smiled gently, lowered her body and touched her cheek.

She just jumped twice and didn't notice that the cloak on her body was loose. Zheng Li tightened the cloak strap around her neck for her.

The wind and snow blew their faces more clearly before Xu Zhi's eyes. At this moment, she seemed to have truly transformed into Ying Hehua.

The frost melted into her palms, easing the pain of holding the spikes just now.

She thought of her home.

Her father, Xu Yi, is the only son of his grandfather. For many years, Xu Yi could not understand the mystery of his grandfather's disappearance. He was depressed for a time. He was obsessed with archaeological work for more than ten years and remained single.

With the help of friends, Xu Yi and his colleague Xu Zhi's mother Wen Ran achieved success.

Wen Ran had a younger sister, but she traveled across the ocean at the beginning of the century.

As the only daughter born in 95, Xu Zhi has few other sisters. Her family relationship is simple and stable.

After his father died of illness, Wen Ran had a mental breakdown, hated all archaeological work, and suffered from depression.She asked her mother to go abroad with her aunt to recuperate, while she stayed in China and continued to look for the regrets left by her father.

Xu Zhi looked at the person in front of him.

Ying Zheng and Zheng Li.

They transcended the framework of history, and she saw the plain and boring words evolve into scenes. They, as human beings, had love pouring out of their eyes.

Ying Zheng gently rubbed her hair.

Overlapping images appeared before her eyes, an emotion shared by everyone.

"Howard."

——"Xu Zhi."

Ying Zheng lowered himself.

"No matter what, I just want you to be safe and happy."

——"Whether you can find your grandfather or not, dad wants you to do whatever you want, just do what you love."

When Xu Zhi saw Ying Zheng's eyes, there was hidden tenderness that no one could know, and he was separated from his existence as a real person besides the First Emperor himself.

She understood why her father was obsessed and why her mother was depressed.

Xu Zhi hopes that these times will always exist, and these times will always fall into the palm of her hand with snowflakes.

"Father." Xu Zhi took Ying Zheng's hand, and held Zheng Li's other hand. She smiled broadly and folded their hands together.

"Mother concubine."

"Princess Yong'an." The person calling him was Zhang Liang's official.

Ying Long warned her in many dreams that she would pay the corresponding price if she changed something.

Even if it takes her all to unravel such complicated entanglements.

She was willing.

Looking at his daughter's back as she walked away, Zheng Li was worried that she was too concerned about Zhang Liang.

Ying Zheng saw Zheng Li's thoughts and smiled, "Zhang Liang chose to be a doctor by his own choice. In my opinion, He Hua knows more about what he wants than we do."

"Your Majesty?" Zheng Li whispered.

"Hehua sent Zhang Han to the public, but she did not want him to serve in Zhilan Palace or in the palace. This trip to Handan shows that she does not understand military mobilization at all, why would she recommend her own people to Wang Jian instead? I also want to send Zhang Han to Hangu Pass."

Ying Zheng turned sideways and said, "Be it Zhang Liang or Zhang Han, He Hua has been paving the way for Fusu."