It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Rain pattered on the shed, and the bloodstains on the sword were still wet.

"I think it's finally safe here! Shall we rest here for a while?" The man reined in his horse, speaking with some respect. "It may be inconvenient for you, my lady."

The woman on horseback remained silent for a long time. Wu Guang paused, wondering why she looked at him with a much more serious expression than she had a few days ago.

Two hours earlier, he was being escorted to the secret location. Everyone in the city kept their doors closed, and even in broad daylight, it was like night. Just as the rain began to fall, four or five people attempted to break him out of the prison.

Despite the Qin Dynasty's explicit prohibition of weapons, these people still dressed as chivalrous knights. Wu Guang discovered that the leader, the one who had saved him, was actually his friend! But his friend said nothing, only leaving Wu Guang with a knife.

The blade was clearly engraved with the character '项'.

Under Wu Guang's questioning, he discovered that his friend and his group were trapped in Lingcheng. They were waiting for the massacre of the Wu tribe to subside before setting off south.

When they heard that Wu Guang wanted to turn back to rescue the family of the Chu prince, they decided to help him without hesitation.

Because the people from the Secret Pavilion did not dress as Qin officials, they discovered that the woman Wu Guang had mentioned who had been deceived by the Qin people was indeed being 'monitored'.

When they discovered that the person the woman saw off at the ferry was none other than Tao Yao, a spy sent to the Qin Dynasty by King An of Han in the past, they became even more convinced of this!

The Xiang family led Wu Guang forward to speak to the woman surnamed Xu.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by the sounds of flowing water and pattering rain, and the rapid footsteps of the Qin people arriving at incredible speed! They could only hide deep in the reeds not far away.

The audience for the next conversation was much larger than just them.

The rain was getting heavier. Among the reeds, Zhang Cang, carrying a black box, stood facing her.

Zhang Cang had already noticed the difference in her expression. But he couldn't tell how much she had remembered; at least, she didn't seem as ignorant and foolish as before.

“You didn’t believe me last time, but I think you know what’s going on this time.” He chuckled deeply. “Since you’re just like Tang Zhipei, don’t waste your abilities.”

“I don’t want to play games with you. I can go back, but I have one request,” Xu Zhi said.

Zhang Cang never expected her to be so decisive.

"any request?"

“Answer me one question,” she said, looking at him. “You must swear that you are telling the truth.”

She didn't remember much. She remembered that she came from the modern era and that Han Fei was there... but she forgot her identity as a princess of the Qin state and thought that she was just the betrothed wife of a Qin official surnamed Li.

Xu Zhi forced herself to remain calm when she asked the question.

"Who exactly killed Han Fei?"

Zhang Cang paused, not expecting her to ask this question instead of asking what Li Xian had been doing lately. "I'm not willing to answer all your questions."

She stared at him and said, "If you don't want to answer but still want me to go back, I have another suggestion."

Zhang Cang was, after all, a true ancient man, and in such a short time, he couldn't possibly digest all the things in Zhongnan Mountain.

But he was different from Xu Fu. When he looked at the posthumous work that Mo Qi left for Han Fei, he didn't find anything scary about people like them who were so intelligent and knew about prophecies... Han Fei was dead, Mo Qi was dead too, and Hong Zhizi from Ailao Mountain was also killed very quickly many years ago.

Or rather, even a cultivator like Mo Qi, a martial arts master, who controlled the Mo Sect and created so many mechanical devices—a 'future man'—died in the Qin Dynasty.

He simply didn't think that Ying Hehua, a princess who was weak and suspicious, could have anything to worry about.

"What suggestions do you have?" he asked.

She said, "If you cut off your own arm and gouge out one eye to pledge your allegiance, then I will believe you and willingly go back with you."

Zhang Cang gasped. He felt this was completely different from the 'Confucian scholar' spirit that Mo Qi had described as the future! It was exactly like the style of his senior brother, Li Si!

The reeds are yellow and white, and Xu Zhi is dressed in yellow and white, which helps her blend into this land.

"I originally didn't want to say much out of consideration for our shared school, but seeing your sincere question, I have no choice but to tell you the truth."

If Xu Zhi remembered, she would admit how cruel it was that she used Han Fei's life or death as bait to ask Zhang Liang to return to Qin with her more than ten years ago.

She could never have imagined that Han Fei's life or death could harm or threaten far more than just Zhang Liang!

Ten years later, this problem became a sharp blade, capable of driving Li Si mad or piercing her heart!

Zhang Cang then said with delight, "Han Fei died by the emperor's order, at the hands of Li Xian."

“Li Xian?” She frowned. “Jing Qian wouldn’t.”

Zhang Cang looked her up and down. "Have you forgotten that Li Xian is the son of Li Si?"

Seeing the emotions in her eyes, Zhang Cang realized that she was surprised to learn that Li Xian was the son of the prime minister!

He smiled and pressed his advantage.

“I swear by my lifespan, and by the principles of Laozi, that there is no falsehood.”

Zhang Cang dared to make this vow because he had seen the records on Zhongnan Mountain.

The so-called son paying for his father's debts, the so-called revenge, and the so-called suspicion between ruler and subject.

That was a real event.

It's definitely not fake!

It was their ruthless treatment of the nobles of the six kingdoms that they were destined to pay for!

He also wanted her to pay the price for his nephew's death!

"I have never had any ill intentions towards you; I just want you to finish this chapter with me."

"Oh, right,"

Only then did Zhang Cang open the box—a chilling sight: a human head!

She knew him; just half a month ago, the owner of this head was arguing with Yan Sheng on the street.

Xu Zhi felt that this scene seemed familiar.

She was suddenly reminded of the sacrifices that Prince Dan had offered to Jing Ke in order to get him to assassinate the King of Qin—a pair of young girls' hands and the head of Fan Yuqi.

Zhang Cang said, "You don't know yet, do you? Inspector Li has been on a killing spree in Lingcheng these past few days."

Xu Zhi paused, utterly disbelieving that Li Xian would do such a thing.

Why did he kill the people of Lingcheng?

"Why? Where is the why?"

Wu Guang, hiding in the reeds, also felt that this scene was so familiar!

This is the same as what happened many days ago, when he and that young master surnamed Song, along with Xu Zhi, hid here from Meng Yi, a high-ranking official of the Qin Dynasty!

Zhang Cang pressed on, "It is because of the emperor's decree... This place is a den of treacherous officials who have rebelled against the emperor and have hidden stones with inscriptions. The emperor wants to make sure that within a hundred miles of the mausoleum city, not a blade of grass will grow."

"Perhaps, this is why he hid you here."

"The reason? That's not enough to support your claim that Li Xian went on a killing spree."

Zhang Cang disliked people who were so persistent in asking questions.

The person before me shared the same stubbornness as Han Fei.

Even on his deathbed, he was still asking him for an answer.

Why are you trying to kill me? Fame, fortune, power? ...If that's the case, I wouldn't be surprised... You're being too far-fetched...

【Cang. Why did you kill me?】

Junior brother, why did you kill me?

That last sentence, and Han Fei's pained expression, were deeply etched into his mind.

Junior brother? Come to think of it, he really is his junior brother.

Why? Because you should have died ten years ago.

This answer left Han Fei with unfulfilled grievances even in death.

Zhang Cang was a clerk under the emperor's command, and he firmly believed that the historical record was infallible.

Zhang Cang looked at Ying Hehua, trying his best to remain calm and force himself not to think about Han Fei anymore. But the reflection in her eyes made him feel something called fear.

"If he could obey the king's order and kill Han Fei, why couldn't he kill the people of Lingcheng!"

A royal decree. Ying Zheng?

Li Xian was ordered to unleash a massacre.

It was Ying Zheng who ordered him to kill Han Fei.

Did Li Si kill Han Fei? Or did Li Xian kill Han Fei?

These words were like a chisel in Wu Guang's hand, relentlessly smashing open the cracks in her memory, leaving her in a state of utter confusion.

Ying Zheng?

—This royal blade is a birthday gift from me to you.

—I see you are stubborn and unrepentant, so I punish you by confining you to the palace.

—If Zhang Liang dares to harm you like this again, or if you dare to plead for him again, I will immediately order the extermination of his entire clan!

—Yong'an, you've said too much tonight. Remember your place…

—The spirit of Princess Yong'an is not a blood relative of mine; I hereby order her to commit suicide.

So before it could be filled, her brain first experienced a tearing pain.

Digging deeper, a bitter feeling welled up in the hollow, collapsed part of her heart. This bitterness quickly enveloped her stomach, causing her to gag uncontrollably until she vomited blood.

"Go on a killing spree? No, he won't, he won't do that!"

Zhang Cang had no idea that the 'he' Ying Hehua was referring to was Ying Zheng.

I thought she broke down because of Li Xian.

He scoffed, "Zhao Rong's youngest son is dead. Her eldest son, Gongzi Xin, is always looking for revenge, little..."

He couldn't bring himself to call her "little princess".

—Hehua, you are my…

Just as Xu Zhi was about to remember something else...

A cold glint of sword light flashed.

The Xiang family has made their move.

Zhang Cang never expected that the assassin hiding in the shadows was no longer one of his men, and that the black box containing the head had been lost in the chaos.

As Zhang Cang brought Xu Zhi before Ying Zheng, the Xiang clan members acted swiftly, killing the Qin guards who were watching her and 'rescuing' her amidst the chaos.

Because it was raining, the path was muddy, and my shoes were covered in mud.

Five men, all members of the Xiang clan of the Chu state, sat under the awning.

"Old Wu just said you were deceived, and we heard that the Qin man was pressing your wife against you and ordering people to monitor you like this. We really can't stand by and watch!"

Wu Guang quickly stepped forward and helped Xu Zhi up, saying, "Fortunately, we met these chivalrous heroes. It's good that Madam Xu is alright!"

The Xiang clansmen wiped the blood from their faces and the blood from their knives, completely unaware that they had killed the secret guards sent by Li Xian to rescue Xu Zhi.

All the noise around stopped.

A knock came at the door, and a boy pushed it open.

"Uncle Wu, oh, I've finally found you."

Wu Guang pulled him in.

Yan Sheng was filthy, soaked, and utterly exhausted.

His eyes lit up when he saw Xu Zhi. He made no attempt to hide the fact that they knew each other, threw himself into her arms, and began to cry in a low voice.

“Sister Azhi…you’re still alive, that’s wonderful…Grandpa and Auntie were both taken away, I thought you and your brother were also…Seeing you here is so good.”

As he spoke, he quickly ran towards the group of black-clad swordsmen.

With a thud.

"...Heroes, could you please find a way to save my grandfather and the others?!"