The fate of the bright moon in Qin Dynasty

He watched as the arrow penetrated deeply into the biggest leader of the net.

From the wound, fresh blood gurgled out and smudged Zhao Gao's brown-red uniform.

At this moment, all words seemed pale and powerless.

He didn't know how to face Zhao Gao, and he didn't know what to say to him, he just felt his mind was in a mess.

Yan Lu lost his soul only for a moment, and he soon rescued him together with Zhao Gao's men who came.

He has read the "Book of Changes" for many years, and he is very familiar with the structure of the human body. He naturally knows where the chest is vital, and where the injury is just a superficial injury.

The reason for adjusting the sitting posture before is for this reason. Although he will still be seriously injured, it will not hurt the vital parts, and his life is safe.

And Zhao Gao himself is the king of killers, so he naturally understands this truth, but... When Yan Lu was treating Zhao Gao's injury, he found that the arrow was only a little short of Zhao Gao's vital point.It was only a little bit close, only an inch away from the pulse, and Zhao Gao would die, he died on the spot.

Yan Lu looked at Zhao Gao who was pale and unconscious on the couch with complicated expressions.The person who shot the arrow had already committed suicide when he was discovered, but judging from the fact that the arrow shot straight at Yan Lu, someone knew Yan Lu's identity and didn't want any treasure to take advantage of Zhao Gao.

The thief's corpse had already been dragged away by the snare net. Fortunately, Zhao Gao prepared all the medicines every time he went out.

Because of Yan Lu's skill of Qi and Huang, he served directly in front of Zhao Gao.

A group of people worked hard all night before they managed to suppress Zhao Gao's injury.

In the dark night, in the sedan chair.Yan Lu tucked up the quilt for Zhao Gao, and then just half-sit directly on the bottom of the wooden box, looking at Zhao Gao with his head tilted, his dark eyes seemed to be shattered with starlight, tender and long.

Early in the morning, Zhao Gao woke up, and the scorching wound on his back made him extremely painful.

Slowly opening his eyes, he saw Yan Lu in front of him.

My heart... seemed to have been hit suddenly, and an unspeakable feeling spread in my heart.

Thinking of yesterday's dangerous arrow, Zhao Gao didn't even know why he blocked it for him, it was like instinct.

In fact, he thought very clearly these two days, he, Zhao Gao, must get Yan Lu in this life, whether it is his person or his heart, originally he wanted to talk to Yan Lu himself, but, really... …

In the past two days, he thought a lot.

Perhaps his feelings for Yan Lu are not that deep enough, but it is already a terrifying thing if he is moved.

Moreover, his emotional journey must stop, which is completely unnecessary for him.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't want Yan Lu anymore.

In his life, he will hold everything in his hands and calculate everything.

Since he no longer only wants Yan Lu to be a witness in his heart, he also wants him to be...

Zhao Gao took a slight breath, then he will snatch Yan Lu over here, no one can fight for what Zhao Gao wants, let alone resist.

He is used to being perverse and domineering, but he prefers voluntary things to things directly taken by violence, especially... human hearts.

Zhao Gao narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Yan Lu who was sleeping soundly in front of him, he couldn't hide the joy in his heart.

Yan Lu, are you ready?

The web I wove for you has fallen

you, just wait

One day, you will be bound and detained by my net

One day, you'll be by my side willingly

One day, you will never leave me

Thinking of this, Zhao Gao's inner desire is getting bigger and bigger. Perhaps, one day, Yan Lu will sincerely vassalize me, and by that time, the inexplicable feeling in his heart will disappear...

Suddenly seeing Yan Lu as if he was about to wake up again, Zhao Gao calmly closed his eyes, and now that he understood what he wanted, he started to do some drama.

little extra

Ever since Zhao Gao and Yan Lu lived in seclusion in the mountains, they enjoyed flowers, drank tea and listened to the piano every day.Although such a day is very boring, it is not so unbearable to be with Yan Lu all the time.

Since he was a child, he has known that the human heart is sinister, he has suffered all kinds of difficulties, and suffered all kinds of suffering.

Rights are a good thing for all living beings.He worked hard to climb up from the beginning, and he wanted to know how the group of royal nobles viewed them as ants, did they disdain and despise them?

When he climbed to that seat, he was excited, he was excited, he jumped for joy.

But the emptiness and boredom that followed made him very irritable.I don't know when, his desires are getting bigger and bigger, and his ambitions are getting bigger and bigger because of his rising status.

He looked at Ying Zheng, the master of the empire, he was so powerful, so talented, so frightening.

He is a slave, a slave who has always been very responsible. He creates a net to sweep away the enemies who threaten this growing empire.

Assassinations happen all the time in the world, blood, bones, danger, conspiracy...these things are closely connected with him.

He's a spider, he's partial to weaving webs, and watching animals go from cool and rational to crazy and terrified.I don't know when, he didn't want to live in peace anymore, and he didn't want any glory, wealth, gold, silver and jewellery, beautiful women and famous wines. To him, Zhao Gao, those things were nothing more than dung.

What he... wants is... control, hold, hold!

He wanted to turn the clouds upside down, to steal the world, to... change the dynasty!

He wants those strong people to be helpless, makes those strong people surrender, and makes them unable to scream, like a fight between trapped beasts.

Gradually, he "recruited talents", solicited dead disciples, and spread his nets all over the world. The nets began not only to belong to Ying Zheng and Qin Dynasty, but to his minions.

Perhaps his sharpness became more and more fierce, which caused dissatisfaction with Li Si and the Yin Yang family. He didn't do anything, but he was more servile than before.

Although he did have ambitions, but...his master Yingzheng was in power for a day, he would not dare to do it for a while. The snare is Yingzheng's weapon, and he... is also Yingzheng's weapon.

The emperor's mind, gods and ghosts do not speak.

Since Han Fei's death, his ideas have been reused by Ying Zheng. Han Fei combined Shang Yang's "law", Shen Buhai's "skill" and Shen Dao's "power".

Law refers to the sound legal system, power refers to the power of the monarch, who wants to control the military and political power alone, and art refers to the strategies and means of controlling officials, controlling political power, and implementing laws and regulations.Potential is mainly to detect and prevent rebellion and maintain the status of the monarch.

It is precisely because Yingzheng fully comprehends the three laws of Legalism that even he dare not speculate on Yingzheng's mind.The only thing he can do is: talk less and do more.

It is precisely because of this that Ying Zheng can leave things to him with peace of mind.

After being a slave for so many years, sometimes he himself can't figure out what he wants to do. He only knows that he wants to climb up and hold on to the power in his hands tightly. Anyone who stands in front of him, he wants them ...Life is worse than death...

He thinks that his life will definitely go on like this, maybe he will leave a "great name" and "remain in history", but the ending will definitely be miserable.But he was never afraid, if he didn't have this awareness, how could he turn the world upside down?

However, one day suddenly, he met him, if he didn't meet him suddenly?He will definitely forget the handsome boy in his memory.

He is a gentleman, a gentle gentleman; he is a despicable villain, a flattering slave.

He didn't, should have, couldn't have any intersection with him, but... just because of his own momentary thoughts, he and him have been in fetters ever since, and their fate has been entangled.

Sometimes he really regrets that he fell in love with such a person who looks honest and easy to bully but actually hides a knife in his smile (although the adults don't realize that he is also a person who hides a knife in his smile).

Falling in love with this man was the failure of his life, his ambition, his status, and everything about him was messed up by this man, but...he actually liked it so much.

Obviously at the beginning it was to make the man unable to leave him, but now he couldn't leave this man even more.

Now it is not the Qin Dynasty, but the Han Dynasty, that bastard Liu Bang became the emperor, Zhang Liang became the Marquis of Liu, Xiang Yu and Wujiang committed suicide...

Everything is changing, the war, blood, and death in the past have long been forgotten by people, but he, such a treacherous minister, did not die.

He survived well and lived with Yan Lu. Someone came to trouble him before, but...then disappeared again without knowing it.

He once asked Yan Lu, but he just smiled at him and didn't say anything, but he looked at that smile with a little... coldness.

In any case, he and he are living well now, farming and working by themselves.

If the former him let him live this kind of life, he would rather die, but time really wears people down, maybe it's not because of time, but because he didn't meet him.

Seeing the dazzling sunlight pouring in from the window lattice, he stretched out his hand to touch, to feel.Warmth and comfort, which he hated and despised from the very beginning, are what he loves most now.

"Zhao Gao, it's time to eat."

"Understood, didn't you tell me to do it? As far as your craftsmanship is concerned, even dogs despise it, huh!"

"I've improved a lot, try it"

"You think I'll believe you. You said the same thing last time. If it wasn't for Aunt Wang's erya who came to play with you and ate a bite of your cooking, I would have been lying like her for a whole day."

"...you...do you want to eat or not?"

Someone with a more gentle tone looked at someone who was not picky at this time.

"coming……"

Why does he eat him to death every time, someone who is extremely awkward thinks so.

No matter how