I Want To Be Qin II

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Ying Gao knew the meaning of Sima Shi's words, but he didn't need to be afraid of Li Si and others. With his current status, Li Si and others were afraid of him.

It's just about the relationship between men and women. He doesn't want to do it because of power. As for whether to marry Li Lanlan, he has no idea in his mind, and he is even conflicted in his heart.

He wanted to meet and get to know this person.

"Sima, make arrangements to see Li Xiang's prostitute daughter alone, don't reveal Gu's identity, and don't let the other party notice!" After a while, Ying Gao confessed to Sima Shi who was beside him.

"promise."

Nodding his head in agreement, Master Sima turned and left, walking outside. He had no other thoughts about this matter, all he thought about was how to arrange it reasonably.

Li Si on one side and Ying Gao on the other, both of them are not simple, whether it is for Ying Gao's sake or not, Master Sima wants to handle this matter properly.

"Chujun, are you going to meet Li Xiang's daughter?" Fan Zeng walked over, saluted Ying Gao, and said.

"Um!"

Hearing this, Ying Gao nodded, smiled at Fan Zeng, and said, "Sooner or later, this matter will be resolved. The longer it drags on, the more problematic it will be."

"Let's see. If it's not possible, just reject it as soon as possible. If the father's dynasty mentions it to Li Xiang, if it fails in the end, then it will be the most embarrassing time, and Li Xiang will be hated."

"Too!"

Fan Zeng smiled lightly, nodded in agreement, and said, "Prince Chu, the relationship between children and children is too heavy for you. The king is destined to be lonely and widowed. Some people are destined to be unable to have both."

"Isn't it the same for the kings of all ages?"

"Didn't King Zhaoxiang personally kill his favorite concubine for the sake of royal power, and it's even more so today. That Miss Xia is still missing..."

After finishing speaking, Fan Zeng didn't speak anymore, but the smile on his face became more and more warm. He believed that Ying Gao would understand, after all, he said a lot of taboo words today.

"yes!"

With a long sigh, Ying Gao was also filled with emotion: "Is there anything in this world that can have both?

It is so difficult to live up to one's family and one's country. "

As Fan Zeng said, he didn't know about King Zhaoxiang, but he did know about Qin Wangzheng. That A Fang girl might be the white moonlight in Qin Wangzheng's heart.

It's just that his father, after all, did not fail Qin, but failed that Miss Xia.

At this moment, Ying Gao thought of his previous life. In the previous life, he also liked a girl, and thought she was his white moonlight and the cinnabar mole on his heart.

It's just that the ending is often sad, just like that sentence, when I hear about love, nine times out of ten it is sad.

With a sigh of emotion, Ying Gao turned to Fan Zeng and said, "Sir, are you interested in going out for a drink?"

As for the past life, Ying Gao seldom actively recalls it. After being in this world for a long time, the memory of the past life is more sad, and the more he recalls, the heavier the guilt in his heart.

The previous life was a pain that he could no longer reach, and he could never go back to make up for it.

People are always like this, the more you can’t get it, the more you can’t go back, it tends to pile up in your heart, and then it gets thicker and thicker, and finally becomes a backlog.

"Okay, my subordinates have this intention. I have been busy all the time, and I have never had a good look at Xianyang in winter." Fan Zeng smiled, and he also wanted to meet Li Xiang's daughter.

What is so good about it.

After all, Qin Wangzheng was able to look for it, and it was for this wife. Fan Zeng would not believe it if this daughter of Li Xiang's concubine had no advantages other than her status.

A group of people left the mansion, all dressed in casual clothes, sat down in the ancient Weishui apartment, ate wine and chatted, and now Yinggao has become more and more fond of this ordinary life.

This kind of smoky life, in his opinion, is the true meaning of life.

It's just that his identity is destined to miss such a smoky life. Listening to the chatter of the drinkers and being warmed by the charcoal fire makes people feel extremely comfortable.

"My lord, today's storyteller has come to Weishui Ancient House, Li Xiang's daughter will definitely come." Sima Shi turned to Ying Gao: "The news from Jing Yesi, Miss Li is already on the way."

"Um!"

Nodding his head slightly, Ying Gao also looked up at the storyteller, but he also felt a little ashamed of the praise in it. In the mouth of the storyteller, he was born, a radiant god of war, and full of talent.

With a handsome appearance and a high profile like a cloud, he can be regarded as the most beautiful man in the world, but, he has forgotten that he is only a teenager, a teenager, a child.

"My lord, that is Li Xiang's concubine daughter!"

Following Sima Shi's instructions, Ying Gao's face changed slightly, and he saw a face he was most familiar with and had been thinking about day and night.

As for Li Si's daughter, she is indeed beautiful. Although she is not very tall, her big eyes are full of aura, and her body is full of beauty.

so similar.

That was the girl he used to like and dated, but had to give up in the end.

That had been his dream.

"What's wrong, young master?" Fan Zeng immediately noticed Ying Gao's emotional change, and asked in surprise.

Hearing this, Ying Gao smiled lightly at Fan Zeng, explaining inappropriately, and said, "It's okay, I just feel that Li Xiang's daughter is familiar, and I may have met him by accident."

"My lord, do you want to sit closer?" At this time, Master Sima turned around and asked Ying Gao for instructions.

"No!"

After taking a sip of the wine, Ying Gao had a complicated expression on his face. Those memories and pictures that belonged to the past kept pouring out from the depths of his memory, playing like a slide show.

Drinking one cup after another, Ying Gao couldn't describe his mood at this moment in words. He thought of them in the past.

That year, standing at the gate of the community, watching the girl walk away, the wind blew, and the tears stayed down. In the wind, he heard a faint voice.

You are fine, and so am I, it's just that the timing is not right.

When the girl disappeared without even seeing her shadow, he turned around and went home. He wrote a line of words on the desk and kept it until later.

If time goes back, our fate ends at meeting.

Looking at the girl not far away, Ying Gao frowned, whether this counts as their meeting again.

Thinking about it, Ying Gao took another sip of his wine and said to Fan Zeng, "Sir, is this book good?"

Hearing this, Fan Zeng was stunned.

He didn't expect that Ying Gao not only didn't mention the matter of Li Xiang's concubine daughter, but instead asked an irrelevant question.

Frowning, Fan Zeng turned to Ying Gao and said, "This storyteller speaks very well, but he still doesn't know much about Prince Chu. Those stories are far more legendary than those told by storytellers!"