It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

The moment Zhang Liang turned his head away.

Even though he was imprisoned for several months, he was still Zhang Liang after all, and he remained absolutely clean. The pale moonlight was a bit bleak, and it made him look like he was covered in mist or like pearls and jade.

Fusu is warm jade, while Zhang Liang is like water and freezing ice.

His rejecting behavior and evasive look made Xu Zhi feel that all the past things had vanished in an instant.

The person who falls in love first will always be the first to lower his head, and can't stop lowering his head further until he is hoarse.

Fortunately, she was not someone who would give herself up to pity, so her actions were unexpectedly direct, even more arrogant and domineering than Ying Zheng back then.

She leaned over, grasped his shoulders, and twisted his face back, forcing him to look at her.

"Don't push me," she said.

He didn't expect that she would be so bold in prison, so he grabbed her wrist and tried to pull her away.

But Ying Hehua blocked it with her hand and refused to let him go.

Zhang Liang was sitting on his knees, and was almost unable to move after being pressed by her. Then, he felt a heaviness on his neck and a heaviness on his ear, and suddenly heard the woman's slightly mocking laughter.

"At this point, I don't want to play the role of a teacher and student who have broken up with you. I still prefer Zifang's previous tender and affectionate look."

She spoke very quietly, her voice rising slightly at the last sentence. Zhang Liang's heart tightened. Her arms around him were not heavy, but gentle.

But the look she caught in his eyes was full of sharpness.

Zhang Liang was speechless. In his eyes, this time it was she who came personally with a resolute will to the prison that had been built for him.

In fact, Han An and his father were right. After stripping away the happy appearance, this situation would only be delayed for a few years.

For a moment, the wind came in from the window, floating the strands of hair on his forehead, and blew from behind his ears to her eyes, and the atmosphere was tense for a moment.

To Xu Zhi, he was not an approachable person by nature, and he was always like Ling Ruoqiu Shuang.

She didn't want to place unnecessary speculation on him. This question was a question that she opened her mouth to ask herself to shut up, but she couldn't help but want to understand.

His features were still clear and bright. It was she who had pulled him down from that lofty position. It was her existence as a meteorite that had abruptly changed the trajectory of his first half of life.

She didn't want him to suffer, but she brought him so much pain.

She should bear all the consequences of falling in love with him.

Repeatedly waking up and being tortured again and again.

"Why help me?" She was not doubting, but questioning.

Zhang Liang was slightly stunned. She was so smart. He should have thought of it earlier. It was such a crude plan for him to let Zhang Yuan write to Zhilan Palace and use their old friendship to persuade Chunyu Yue.

Ying Hehua only needs to find Ying Teng and Chun Yu Yue for detailed questioning, and he will definitely be able to find the missing information.

The only person he wanted to hide it from, but couldn't, was her.

Even though he was in such a situation, it was his instinct to protect her, and he did it subconsciously. When there was only one option, who could make the calculation perfect?

Zhang Liang's cold expression inevitably loosened, but he fell silent again. "Hehua, I don't know what you are talking about."

I thought she had probably broken down emotionally after hearing these words.

But she didn't.

"You know, you know what it is."

She turned her face to the side, gently loosened her arms around his neck, looked deeply into his eyes, lowered her eyes, and said with a relaxed smile: "I don't play the game of sadomasochism. If I'm not absolutely sure, I can't ask you this."

She stroked his chin, "Is it because Zifang thinks I'm kind? Because Zifang, you know I'm not the kind of person who repays kindness with enmity."

Xu Zhi raised her head, got very close to him, and brushed her fingertips across his lips. Her movements were frivolous, and Zhang Liang's brows tightened.

"Zifang." "You are so accurate."

She smiled and said, "I won't let your brother die." She stood up, and her next words made people amazed. They both knew each other so well, and they were both qualified opponents.

He asked Zhang Yuan to help her contact Chunyu Yue, so that Zhang Yuan would be exposed to Li Si, and her conscience would take over, so that she could not ignore Zhang Yuan's life or death.

Xu Zhi never wanted to ask for an answer. She should have known this from his reaction.

Even though the fragrance on her body was causing trouble, his willpower prevented him from becoming confused a second time.

His breathing hitched and his tone was almost unsteady.

Zhang Liang held her restless hand.

"Hehua..."

If he hadn't been in prison, if so many things hadn't happened before, such a natural action would have been a manifestation of love and affection between you and me.

She didn't care where the conversation would go, she just needed a result.

So, even if she stepped on icicles with every step, she would not stop.

"Hehua." Zhang Liang held her shoulders, "Can you wake up?"

It was precisely because she was too sober that she added aphrodisiac spices to the special incense before coming. The amount was not large, and she had no intention of doing anything bad.

Xu Zhi just knew too well that it was impossible for Zhang Liang to fall in love with her from the beginning, so she sadly wanted him to hug her again.

It's that simple.

But Zhang Liang still didn't want her to get too close to him. The absurdity in Liquan Palace was just the effect of the drug. He just wanted to use her to protect South Korea. It was just her wishful thinking.

Her heart suddenly spasmed. As long as she forced herself to think this way, she would be able to make her logic more self-consistent. The stinging sensation was like a huge iron object suddenly hitting her back.

His eyes glowed yellow, more like amber, but also the same brown color she saw when she closed her eyes under the tree.

Zhang Liang noticed that her body suddenly stiffened, and he was about to raise his hand.

But Xu Zhi's arms around him suddenly loosened and hung down at both sides as if they had lost strength.

She smiled proudly, picking up what he had just said, "I am very clear-headed. Since I have already got you, it doesn't matter where your heart is or whether we are together or not."

"Howard, I,"

"I don't want to listen!" Xu Zhi suddenly interrupted him.

She stared at him with determination, a strange smile appeared on her face, but her eyes turned red involuntarily.

Then, he felt a weight on his shoulders and the girl held him tightly, her tone firm.

"What you should say is that you really like me, you really care about Han Chen, and you really want to kill me."

"I've said so much. I almost forgot how to pronounce the word 'sincerely'."

She staggered to her feet and shook her head. "To submit to you while harboring murderous intentions is indeed more cruel than killing me directly in Xinzheng."

She slammed a ruby-studded hairpin on her head onto the table. It was a rose.

"Howard!"

Zhang Liang rarely saw her lose her composure, and suddenly he felt a little panicked.

She stepped back, back and back again, and a clear voice suddenly sounded from behind her.

Finally, Zhang Liang grabbed her sleeve and called her the name she had mentioned in Chengfu.

"A Zhi."

The tingling sensation spread from the heart to the whole body, the brain went blank, and the fingertips were numb.

She heard it, every sense in her body told her that she heard it.

"I love you," he said.

Can't she feel the love?

She was warning herself not to look back, not to look back!

then.

She reached out her hand resolutely, grabbed the iron bars tightly, and opened the cell door.

The rustling of weeds was the only sound in the prison.

Zhang Liang picked up the small iron bottle that fell in the folds of his cloak. It was just like the jade ring he placed in her hand that year, warm and cool in the palm of his hand, and weighed a thousand pounds.

Like the jade ring that was dropped in the State of Chu, it has now become a jade ring.

Because from the very beginning, Su Qin was his reference.

What Zhang Liang did was to set himself up for death.

Since the day he stepped into Xianyang City, today is his end.

"The little princess won't kill you." Zhao Jia's words lingered in his mind.

"If I die, many people will get what they want. This is the best ending."

Zhang Liang didn’t think too much about the bizarre dream he had in Chengfu - in the dream he lived a carefree life with green mountains facing him.

He seemed to hear the chirping of birds and the whistling of snow wind.

"Zhang Liang, I'm sorry, please don't die." She dragged her injured leg, frightened like a deer.

"I once loved someone and thought about living with him until old age." She recognized him with blood spitting out from her mouth.

This was the only time that he rebelled silently and did not let down Han Guo and the Zhang family. All he let down was their love.

He loved her, but he also hurt her time and time again.

If his death could end it all, if the story ended here, he would almost want it.

"Don't confuse cause and effect." Zhao Jia once said this to him.

Unfortunately, the roses are red, but the snow and wind are chilly.

Cause and effect are wrong and right and wrong are reversed.

Zhang Liang did not remember Zhao Jia's words. He would never know if they would both be safe if they took a step back.

He drank the extremely bitter poison in one gulp.

He laughed, it turned out that he didn't like eating very bitter things either.

Hehua didn't like bitter medicine, but she drank a lot of purple eggplant flowers because of him. Because he always had medicine with him, she picked up pills in the snow...

He wondered foolishly, if there were no barriers, no opposition, no difference in status... would it be possible for him and her to have a small hut in Chengfu like Ah Ying and Han Xin...

When the Minister of Justice arrived, Zhang Liang had only a scarlet hairpin in his hand. The scarlet marks made it sparkle and more beautiful than a real flower.