[Comprehensive] Our city lord is glamorous and noble

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Cold sea water.

Dark, deep, with no light in sight.

Ye Gucheng didn't know why he was here, in fact, in the past countless days and nights, whenever he closed his eyes and fell asleep, he would come to this place.

At the beginning, he didn't know that this was a dream, but he would not be shaken by the cold environment without light. He felt that he needed such a private space, a place where there was no one, only himself, and only the coldness.

Why would he think so.

Ye Gucheng didn't know.

After all, he didn't know what he was thinking in the dream.

It is also interesting to say that it is clearly his dream, but he seems to have lost the ability to control the dream.

He has never opened his eyes, but he knows that he is in the depths of the ocean, with icebergs above his head, 96% of the ice is hidden under the seabed, and only 4% will surface on the water surface.

He feels at ease.

why.

Because 96% of icebergs.

Few people know that Ye Gucheng didn't like snow that much in the past, nor did he like ice.

Many people like to compare him with snow and icebergs, because he looks like a fairy, but at that time, few people would have thought that he was born in the warm southern country and grew up in the South China Sea where there are eight months of summer in a year. island.

It is difficult for a person who likes living in the South China Sea to like Saibei, which is full of ice and snow.

He likes the sea, and Flying Immortals of the Sky was cultivated because of getting along with the sea for more than 20 years.Every day he practices swords on the beach, the salty sea breeze penetrates into his nostrils, and he can see the blue sky and seagulls flying in the sky when he looks up.

Right in front of him was the constantly beating waves, sunny days or rainy days with thunderstorms, calm seas without waves, turbulent seas, he had seen all kinds of seas.

He likes the sea.

Therefore, Ye Gucheng hated cold and glaciers at first.

This disgusting turn came after he made a friend.

After today, it is difficult for him to describe the relationship between the two of them as a friend. According to the western language, it is a soulmate, a soul mate, and a connection that is above the relationship and formed by some kind of desire that is higher than the body.

What should be said.

Ye Gucheng thought, he is a person who loves the sea in the southern country, because of himself, he fell in love with icebergs.

The cold dream made him intoxicated, because there was an unparalleled sense of security in this dream.

But who is that friend of his?

A vague shadow appeared in Ye Gucheng's mind.

This shadow was too empty, but Ye Gucheng knew who it was just by looking at it.

He opened his mouth, wanting to call someone's name.

"Gudong-"

Endless sea water poured into his throat and eyes.

"!" He opened his eyes suddenly.

There was a rough ceiling above his head, and his night vision was good enough to see the veins on the ceiling, even late at night.

Actually it has no texture.

Ye Gucheng was thinking east and west, and his mind was still wandering in an unknown dream.

He knew who it was, and he knew what name he almost called out.

Simon blows snow.

Just thinking about it, his heart throbbed in pain, no matter how much honey he ate, he couldn't stop the bitterness welling up on the tip of his tongue.

Simon blows snow.

He looked up, the street outside the window was still dark, and there were a few stars in the sky, thanks to the pure nature and pollution-free of this era, bright stars can be seen in cities without optical pollution.

In the distant future, not even the moon can be seen clearly.

He knew the time now, either two o'clock or three o'clock, of course, it was the one in the early morning.

It seems that since the duel, since he came to this era, he has never been able to sleep until he woke up naturally.

Nightmare, no, that's not even a nightmare.

Every day, he tried to call Ximen Chuuxue's name in the cold dream.

But he wouldn't really call out Ximen Chuuxue's name.

Because Ximen Chuuxue was already dead.

The moonlight shines on Ye Gucheng's bedside through the half-open window, which probably has the artistic conception of the bright moonlight in front of the bed, but the moonlight does not soften his expression, on the contrary, it only makes his already pale face A thick layer of frost had condensed.

Like the whitening farmland in the morning, what hangs on the delicate green leaves is not crystal clear dewdrops, but white ice crystals.

Some people think those frosts are beautiful, but for most people, the appearance of frost is to tell them that autumn is coming.

The chilling autumn.

Ye Gucheng's face didn't look chill, but it was worse than that.

Even if Lu Xiaofeng is here, even if his friends are here, they can't see what Ye Gucheng is thinking right now.

I'm afraid it's only Ximen Chuuxue...

I'm afraid only Ximen Chuuxue can see it.

Ye Gucheng is meditating, or breathing out. For a strong man like him who shatters the void, sleep is no longer necessary. He sleeps out of habit, reminding himself that he is still a human being, not a high-ranking god. characters.

Almost all Shattered Voids will sleep. After all, the streets at night are too calm and silent. Apart from the animals that come out at night, what else will come out?

This kind of loneliness is not the same as walking alone on the road of swordsmanship, but it is even more unbearable.

At least that's how it used to be for him.

He saw the first ray of sunlight leaking behind the horizon, and it was the end of another long night.

He seemed a little unkind.

People who know Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng at the same time will feel that this expression is not unfamiliar, but it should not appear on Ye Gucheng's face.

This was the expression that often appeared on Ximen Chuuxue's face.

However, Ye Gucheng.

Normally, he is softer than Ximen Fuxue.

He went out to meet one of his students.

Yes, students.

At the end of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, he had the most distinguished student in the world in the future.

Qin Shi Huang Yingzheng.

There are many reasons for this. Ye Gucheng is very clear that his way of standing is fundamentally kingly, although after experiencing the duel at the top of the Forbidden City, his morality has undergone a small change.

Ye Gucheng was well aware of this change, but he didn't try to adjust his mentality.

The body follows the heart, and the same is true of morality. If a person finds an evil thought and curbs it in time, the evil thought will only flash in the mind for a short time, and will not be infinitely enlarged, put into action, and become a part of the evil deed.

If Ye Gucheng wants to give up the influence of the duel on him, he only needs to block some thinking about the duel, which is not difficult for him.

Because Ye Gucheng's original kingly way was very firm, ordinary shaking could not even leave scratches on his solid armor.

There will be only one reason that will affect Ye Gucheng's new changes.

His own indulgence.

He is actively accepting, actively accepting the change of his Dao heart, and even shakes his previous thoughts because of this.

This is all necessary, Ye Gucheng thought.

Because, he had agreed with... before.

No matter which one they survived, they have to bear the unfulfilled responsibilities of the other party in the secular world.

There is no way, Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng are not Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng in the original book. Ximen Chuuxue in the original book even left with Ye Gucheng's body after the duel, and when he saw someone again, he had already become a sword who abandoned his wife and son, aloof. God, let alone them.

They are confidants, a confidant who can break the void and cross the world for another. More importantly, Ye Gucheng is not a simple swordsman.

Under such harsh conditions, it was a paradox that they would fight each other, but they did have a battle in which only one survived.

Does Ye Gucheng regret it?

Probably not.

But one thing was beyond his expectation.

He thought he would die.

The option of surviving the duel while Ximen Fuxue died never appeared in his life options, because this duel was fate for him, and he dared to say that he even participated in this duel with the feelings of a small number of victims , even if this is not particularly respectful to Ximen Fuxue.

Fortunately, his spirit of sacrifice did not make him put his chest on the tip of Ximen Chuuxue's sword like Ye Gucheng in the original book. Ye Gucheng himself does not seem to have such a strong tendency to self-destruct.

But no matter what, the result was that, on the premise that he thought he would die, he was the one who survived, not Ximen Chuuxue.

When the blood belonging to Ximen Chuuxue was blown from the blade, Ye Gucheng with a cold face made a decision.

He had to bear the weight of Ximen Chuuxue.

Including his kendo.

He hugged Ximen Chuuxue's body by the waist, and buried his body in an unknown place.

Because he didn't want anyone to find Ximen Chuuxue's body.

Two tassels hang from the end of his sword.

One is his and the other is Ximen Chuuxue's.

The little emperor, who came from the same world as them, vaguely sensed that something was wrong with Ye Gucheng's actions, but he couldn't tell what was wrong if he really asked him to say it.

It seems that Ye Gucheng is just remembering Ximen Chuuxue in his own way, isn't it?

This is reasonable.

But is it really reasonable?The little emperor didn't know, but he was sure that he regretted not holding Ye Gucheng to ask him what he was thinking.

Because after that, Ye Gucheng shattered the void.

Together with the people from Baiyun City, they returned to Lu Xiaofeng's legendary world, but Ye Gucheng was nowhere to be seen.

The people in Baiyun City were terrified, especially Lan Fenglangyue.

They searched for Ye Gucheng but didn't have any clues. When the letter was delivered to the little emperor's palace, he knew that Ye Gucheng hadn't returned to Baiyun City for a long time before they returned to Lu Xiaofeng's legendary world.

Oh.

The little emperor thought.

This is really the worst possible outcome.

At that time, he should have asked Ye Gucheng where he was going and where he was going to take Ximen Chuuxue's body.

But the little emperor didn't ask, and he didn't extend his hand, because anyone who could see Ye Gucheng's expression and feel the silence on his body at that time would not extend his hand.

There is no way for them to do this.

A confrontation made them seem to have entered two worlds.

Does he still belong to the world?

Probably doesn't belong.

Ye Gucheng came to the end of the Warring States Period after breaking the void.

Before breaking the void, he brought the body of Ximen Chuuxue to the north of Saibei.

Throughout the year, there is only white snow, even in summer, the snow on the snow-capped mountains never melts.

Except that there are no plum blossoms, this is simply the most suitable place in the world for Ximen Chuuxue.

Ye Gucheng thought.

Although Ximen Chuuxue hadn't told him what happened behind him before, they both knew what the other party really wanted.

This is a tacit understanding between the two sides.

Ye Gucheng couldn't help thinking at that time, if he was the one who died, Ximen Chuuxue would probably go to sea, right?

Find a small island in the South China Sea, and let him sleep forever in the middle of the ocean.

The extreme north and the extreme south, cold glaciers and warm seas.

This is the distance between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng.

Although they are all swordsmen, while their hearts are infinitely close, their souls are at both ends of the balance.

Ximen Chuuxue is nothing like Ye Gucheng.

But now Ye Gucheng wants to live like Ximen Chuuxue, is this possible?

It is possible.

The sword was pinned to his waist, and the two sword tassels drew a perfect arc.

The sun was shining, but not half hot.

He went to the dim sum shop he opened. This shop is not big, but it is enough for him to live on. He hired someone to take care of the dim sum, and he didn't have to worry about anything.

Live like a hermit hiding in the city.

When the sun hung in the west, his students came to his door.

Ying Zheng, he is still a child now, but looking at his rigid face, few people would think that he is a child.

He is too precocious and too serious, and the innocence and vitality that belonged to children were prematurely lost due to the tempering of life, not to mention his teacher.

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng looked up at his teacher again.

He vaguely thought that since the day the teacher became his teacher, the other party had never smiled sincerely.

He seldom even smiled, even if he moved the corners of his mouth, those smiles were half-smiles, or sneered with a hint of irony. In short, no one would call his short-term change of expression a smile.

and……

he thought.

The teacher is getting colder and colder.

He seems to be never wrong, and never weak, and the emotions and desires of human beings cannot be seen in him.

He is always right.

In the young Ying Zheng's mind, this doesn't seem to be a bad thing. On the contrary, what the world needs are people who are absolutely right and just.

He is not too old to understand what gray is. In the hearts of young children, there are only two colors in the world, black and white. There are only right and wrong. The tyrant is wrong, and those who bully him are wrong. , and Ye Gucheng taught him the absolutely correct path.

He has not yet felt that the so-called absolute correctness does not exist.

Ye Gucheng looked at him and said, "You're here."

Even his students can't express the warmth from the bottom of their hearts.

His heart is not soft, it has been wrapped in solid ice.

Ying Zheng sat opposite him cautiously and said, "I'm here."

Ye Gucheng thought for a while and said, "Let's practice the sword first."

Ying Zheng bowed his head and said yes.

No matter what his teachers told him to do, he would not explain to him why he did it.

Ying Zheng flashed this thought as he swung his sword.

But it doesn't matter does it?Because he knew that what Ye Gucheng asked him to do would never harm him.

The country of Zhao was in chaos, and his mother, Zhao Ji, was already in a hurry just to protect her own secrets, let alone care about Ying Zheng.

She treats Ying Zheng as if she treats a kitten and puppy, or the kind that she delivers to the door herself. If she remembers, she will give him a bite of food. If she doesn't remember, then she won't remember.

This irresponsible upbringing made him lack of nutrition in the process of growing up, and he was much thinner than his peers, and he was almost killed several times because of being bullied in this country that was too hostile to the people of Qin.

Don't underestimate the child's malice, adults will not do anything to him, because he is the proton of Qin and a child.

But these children of Zhao country don't care so much.

They bullied him, stoned him, his head was broken and bloody.

He can live until now because of his teacher.

Ying Zheng was well aware of this.

He felt that he had no investment value, the proton of the Qin State, this title would only make him die faster, and Ye Gucheng...

To be honest, he thought his teacher was a hermit far away from the world. From his appearance, you would never think that he was some kind of opportunistic person who wanted to make a difference in politics.

In his eyes, there is no home, no politics, only the distant sky.

This is the real taxi, right?

Ying Zheng thought, maybe it was because of a certain promise that he took care of himself and handed it over to himself. After all, although he tried his best in teaching and did not perfunctory at all, Ying Zheng did not feel too much investment.

He wasn't emotionally involved, he wasn't passionately involved.

What maintains the relationship between the two is nothing but Ying Zheng's unilateral admiration and enthusiasm.

But everyone knows.

There is a day that burns out in the flames, and so do the emotions.

Ye Gucheng knew that his primary school students admired him.

This is not admiration from an adult's perspective, but a child's admiration for his father.

yes father.

Ye Gucheng had a headache.

He probably knew that Ying Zheng would naturally have an emotional need for him as a teacher in the absence of parental love and motherly love, but the problem was that he couldn't give it to him.

Even Ye Gucheng himself can hardly define his current state.

He originally established the way of entering the world, the way of kingship, because it is the way of kingship, with heavy responsibilities on his shoulders, he can easily feel what his people need.

He has emotions and enthusiasm, for Baiyun City, he can do almost anything.

Moreover, apart from the excessive sense of responsibility and the heart for the sake of the common people, he knows that his soul is alive.

It's like he would complain in his heart when he saw the characters in the plot, he would be happy because Lu Xiaofeng was teased by Ximen Chuuxue and shaved his beard, and he would show a satisfied smile because of the cup of scented tea that Huamanlou made him.

He is easily infected by those optimistic emotions, so Lu Xiaofeng always thinks that Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng are much easier to talk to than other friends who are not good at being shaken.

Everyone in the rivers and lakes thinks so.

If they had to find a reason for their thoughts, it would probably be that Ye Gucheng was sympathetic and Ximen Chuuxue was ruthless.

How can people be ruthless?

Ye Gucheng didn't know.

In fact, he didn't think that Ximen Chuuxue was ruthless.

Everyone in this world knows that Ximen Chuixue cultivates the ruthless way, but in front of Ye Gucheng, he can laugh and act like a human being. The so-called ruthless way has become a joke, an empty talk.

There is always a person in this world who can make him go against his way and smile.

The hard ice that wraps the heart is melted, revealing the soft part that belongs to human beings.

Ximen Chuuxue has feelings, but these feelings are too few.

Ye Gucheng is also affectionate, and compared to Ximen Chuuxue, he has more affection.

However, he doesn't know when, maybe when he decided to live like Ximen Chuuxue, when he practiced the ruthless way like him, his feelings became less and less.

He lost interest in many things, of course, subtly.

He once thought flowers were beautiful, but to him now, flowers are just flowers.

He used to think that the sound of the flute was very beautiful, but when he played it himself, he could only show the peak of his skills.

He used to think the sea was beautiful...

Ye Gucheng paused, and he sighed.

But now the sea was just the sea to him.

This is very problematic.

he thinks.

Even Ximen Chuuxue hasn't reached the late stage of the Ruthless Dao, nor has he lost his emotions for most things in the world.

Maybe Lidao.

Ye Gucheng thought, the combination of his kingly way and ruthless way produced a wonderful chemical reaction.

Moreover, he himself was originally not a good seedling to practice the ruthless way.

That requires talent.

He thought of Yu Luocha's evaluation. They once talked about Ximen Chuuxue's ruthless way. Of course, Yu Luocha said it in a very proud tone.

"My son Jianxin, no one can match."

Because there is only the sword in my heart and no other redundant emotions, I can practice the ruthless way.

Ye Gucheng is not that kind of person.

Many things in this world cannot be forced.

he thinks.

For example, force Ximen Chuuxue to survive with him, they can always be confidants, Ximen Chuuxue plays the piano, while he plays the flute, the two play chess and talk about swordsmanship together.

From the time Ximen Chuuxue died, all of this disappeared.

He lowered his head, met Ying Zheng's shining eyes, and sighed.

He said, "Let's talk about Analects today."

He saw the light in Ying Zheng's eyes go out for a moment.

Ye Gucheng knew that he should praise his performance just now, because it was really outstanding, and when Ying Zheng wanted to ask some questions by himself, or act like a baby, he should be more gentle, instead of staring at the other party coldly, let He opened the bamboo slips and began to study.

However, he couldn't say those words.

he thinks.

It's as if the part of the brain responsible for expressing emotion has been shut down abruptly.

In this world, apart from practicing swords, there are very few things that can make him feel happy.

Even the ambition to end the troubled times is driven by necessity.

Necessary, not what he wants to do.

He just felt that if he could do this by himself, his kingly way would be more perfect, even if he gradually lost some ability to understand the hearts of the people.

He will not tremble because of the miserable life of the people.

Ye Gucheng thought, he'd better meet one or two stronger swordsmen, or assassins, because the part belonging to the ruthless way is clamoring.

The key to Wuqing Dao's improvement is confrontation, which is to challenge someone who is stronger than him.

Even if he kills Ximen Chuuxue...

Ye Gucheng's throat choked.

Well, even if he thought that the eternal opponent was dead and gone, he couldn't stop moving forward.

Stopping the pace of progress made him feel more empty, and challenging a powerful opponent might be able to fill the void in his heart.

maybe.

Ye Gucheng thought that a hole must have been opened in his soul.

The part that belongs to satisfaction and happiness has disappeared with the passage of his life since the moment Ximen Chuixue died.

Ying Zheng grew into a teenager.

He looks very good because of Ye Gucheng's careful training.

When he was young, he was even a little malnourished. Although he was already 5 years old, he was as thin and small as other people's 3 or 4-year-old children.

Just like a skinny kitten.

But this is Zhao Ji's problem, not Ying Zheng's problem. In fact, after Ye Gucheng became his teacher, he ate two meals a day at Ye Gucheng's place, as well as various snacks. .

He even got into the habit of Ying Zheng eating three times a day, which is good for his body.

A normal diet made him logical, and he grew much taller than the average person.

There is no way, neither Zhao Ji, who is the egg provider, nor Ying Yiren, who is the sperm provider, are not short.

However, apart from the change in height, his biggest change was in personality.

Ying Zheng is not taciturn, but when you look at him, you will feel that this person doesn't like to talk very much.

Born to like to observe, born to be used to silence.

No one knows how he makes people have such an illusion, but his expression is too serious and too old. He is only ten years old, but he looks like he is 40 years old. Although such princes and grandchildren are not uncommon. More often, a calm temperament is what most courtiers would like to see.

A young and mature crown prince is certainly better than a young and ignorant one.

But none of them knew why Ying Zheng became like this. He was young, but his eyes were calm.

"I'm going back to Qin."

He sat in front of Ye Gucheng, looking at his sitting posture, he was respectful enough, but there was no past admiration in his eyes.

There was only awe and longing in his eyes.

However, even if it is a longing, it is not a longing for his father, but a longing for perfection.

In fact, sometimes Yingzheng feels that in front of him is a king, a king who will never make mistakes after abandoning human emotions.

He is extremely resourceful and has a good swordsmanship to protect himself. The knowledge stored in his brain is almost endless.

Simply the perfect person.

Ying Zheng thought that he should also become such a person in the future.

He wants to become the king of Qin, not because he wants to, but because he must, and this is a certain part, which is the seed that Ye Gucheng has planted in his mind for many years.

Ye Gucheng is not a straightforward person, nor does he look like a hysterical mother or Prince Fu who insists on pushing her child into court wars.

However, what he taught Ying Zheng since he was a child was what a king should do.

At the beginning, there was real emotion in his teaching, as if he had done that before, but that part of the memory was years away from Ying Zheng, and he couldn't remember it clearly.

The education of these years is the perfect king template, the kind that can be written directly.

Ying Zheng was surprised by the perfection of his narration, but occasionally felt panicked.

A good king will not make mistakes?

He asked Ye Gucheng, and got a cold answer from the other party.

"People make mistakes."

Ye Gucheng Road.

"But the purpose of telling you these things is to let you avoid these mistakes as much as possible."

There is no warmth or emotion in Ye Gucheng's eyes, but there is a heavy entrustment.

"Be a good king of Qin."

he said.

"I know you can do it."

The content of their conversation is really can you do it?

Isn't it, can't you not do it?

For a moment, even a man as strong as Ying Zheng's breathing became a little short of breath.

He seemed to feel the comfortable chains on his body and the heavy weight on his shoulders.

He has to do it.

Ying Zheng thought.

He can't let the teacher down.

He looked up at Ye Gucheng.

That's right, look up.

Ying Zheng thought that although Ye Gucheng was sitting and his height was not that exaggerated, he always felt that he was looking up at him.

Because he didn't know where Ye Gucheng's gaze fell.

The scenery he sees is always different from his own.

he thinks.

Maybe in his eyes, only the glaciers in Saibei and the snow in Tianshan Mountain.

Ying Zheng thought of the past conversation, which was one of the rare conversations that still existed in his childhood memory.

He asked Ye Gucheng: "Teacher, what are you looking at?"

Ye Gucheng gave him an inscrutable look.

He asked back, "Why do you think I'm looking at something?"

Ying Zheng said: "Because the teacher always looks into the distance."

He turned back and realized through the window.

"In the distance, is there anything?"

Ye Gucheng was silent for a while and said, "There are glaciers and snow."

Ying Zheng said, "You like glaciers, and snow?"

Ye Gucheng said: "No."

He said: "In the past, I didn't like it."

Ying Zheng said, "If you don't like it, why look at it?"

Ye Gucheng said: "I just miss you a little bit."

Ying Zheng still remembered Ye Gucheng's expression at that time, maybe it was because of this expression that this nonsensical conversation has been hidden deep in his memory.

It's absurd to say that he has been with Ye Gucheng for so many years, but he hasn't seen him change his expression a few times.

But that day, his eyes, which were as deep as half of the calm sea, did produce some waves.

why?

Ying Zheng thought.

Is there anything in the glacier on the snow mountain?

He thought that even if someone could be compared with Xue Neng and Glacier, it should be his teacher.

In this world, there is probably no other person who is as cold and lonely as his teacher.

Most of the time, this is a commendatory adjective.

But sometimes, it can also become derogatory.

Ye Gucheng doesn't understand people's hearts.

As the national teacher, he stood under Yingzheng, opposite Lu Buwei.

Ying Zheng remained silent for a long time.

He has never been able to speak at such times.

He was only in his teens, and although he had already ascended the throne and became the King of Qin, he did not have the right to be in charge of the government. The affairs of the country were entrusted to Ye Gucheng and his second father, Lu Buwei.

His teacher is very capable and correct, but he has almost irreconcilable conflicts with Zhong's father.

No one knows when this conflict started, and Ying Zheng also knows that his teacher tried to compromise at first, but he took the other side when Zhong's father wanted to surpass him and take over the power.

God knows what his teacher did, they returned from Zhao country to Qin country together, and then Ye Gucheng was unexpectedly appreciated by his father, and even saved Ying Yiren's life.

He got a job and was quickly working his way up the ladder.

His precise work and strong martial arts allowed him to reach a high position in a short period of time.

However, in the imperial court, not everyone liked him, and it can even be said that only a few people liked Ye Gucheng.

It is difficult to find the reason, but to be honest, his temperament alone is incompatible with the court.

Sometimes Yingzheng would think why his teacher wanted to enter the imperial court. He obviously didn't want to do this, and he didn't want to come in to stir up trouble.

Is it because of him?

There was hope in Ying Zheng's eyes.

Is it because he became the king of Qin that the teacher came to help him?

Ying Zheng didn't know the real reason, but he preferred to believe so.

The longing for his father that had been suppressed in his heart for nearly ten years awoke again.

After all, he secretly called Ye Gucheng's father since he was a child.

But he didn't see it at his location.

Ye Gucheng's eyes were still cold.

Around the light brown pupils, a layer of ice seemed to have condensed.

He was looking at people through the ice.

For Ye Gucheng, sleep has become a luxury.

He longs to sleep, because occasionally in dreams, he can see the shadow of Ximen Chuuxue in the deep sea.

Even though it was just an ethereal shadow, he couldn't even see Ximen Chuuxue's face, nor could he hear his voice.

But he is already very satisfied.

No one knows where this satisfaction comes from.

Even Ye Gucheng himself didn't know.

But even in his dream, he couldn't see the shadow of Ximen Chuuxue.

Ye Gucheng suddenly thought of a sentence from Confucius that he hadn't dreamed of Zhuang Zhou for a long time.

He didn't want to see Zhuang Zhou, but the person he wanted to see was still invisible.

He wanted to ask Ximen Chuuxue, was everything he did right?

Ye Gucheng thought, even if it is not so correct, he will not give up.

He does what he should do, practice the kingly way, and practice the ruthless way.

From the beginning, Ye Gucheng felt that he was somewhat incompatible with Wuqingdao, but as time went by, this incompatibility seemed to disappear because of his firm will.

The most obvious evidence is that...

He is more and more like Ximen Chuuxue.

Ximen Chuuxue's habit, his movements, his persistence, his art.

Ye Gucheng still can't regard killing as an art, but out of unknown persistence, he hopes he can think that way.

Even in the not-too-distant past, he had the same philosophy as Huamanlou.

He loves life.

Friends and friends, confidantes and confidants are also different. When dealing with people in the Jianghu, Ye Gucheng is generous to the point where Ximen Chuuxue would even raise his eyebrows.

Ximen Chuuxue will kill anyone who offends him, while Ye Gucheng...

He doesn't really care much.

Even in sword practice, only one person can survive the duel between Ximen Chuuxue and the swordsman, and Ye Gucheng, if the other party does not feel ashamed to commit suicide because he feels that he has let him go, under normal circumstances, they can all survive. There is a decent ending.

Both are alive or something.

But now, that has changed.

Ye Gucheng's sword returned to its scabbard.

Before retracting the sword, he blew blood off the blade.

What Ximen Chuuxue blows is not blood, but loneliness.

Is it possible to feel Ximen Chuuxue's heart and his loneliness by doing the same movements as him?

He still can't regard human life as worthless, but he can reduce the weight of human life in his heart.

is it right?

Ye Gucheng was noncommittal.

Does he still have feelings?

In this world, maybe there is no more.

"You should have killed him."

Ye Gucheng said to Ying Zheng.

Zhao Gao knelt in front of Yingzheng because he had committed a crime that must kill him.

Ying Zheng was hesitating.

Although he was handed over by Ye Gucheng, he did not get the true biography of the other party. Ye Gucheng is absolutely correct, implements the law, and is unshakable.

But Ying Zheng wanted to pardon Zhao Gao's crimes.

Ye Gucheng said coldly: "What have I taught you?"

"Do you know the new law compiled by Qin State?"

Ying Zheng said, "I know."

His expression was a little painful, because Ying Zheng was struggling.

It is precisely because he knows that he suffers so much.

Ying Zheng said: "But Xiao Gaozi has been with me for 20 years."

Ye Gucheng said coldly: "The law cannot be broken."

The law is based on all personal emotions.

He said to Ying Zheng: "What have I taught you, you have to be a wise king."

He must be strict with himself, be lenient to others, understand the common people, and be able to sense what his ministers are thinking.

It is almost impossible to complete the perfect template.

There was almost a sad smile on the corner of Ying Zheng's mouth.

"Is it wise?"

He said: "I