Zheng.
It is the surname of the royal family, and it is also a bondage.
I prefer to be Taoyao.
I am even more glad that I am Ah Yao.
Duke Zheng has two daughters, who have the looks of a fish and a wild goose, and they have the appearance of overwhelming the country and the city.
It sounds like a replica of Erjiang of Qi State, the prologue of Erqiao, the Big and Little Qiao of later generations.
My sister is three years older than me. From the time I can remember, I have heard people around me praise her for her extraordinary beauty.
I didn’t know that at that time, for the royal family, especially for royal women like us who lost our country.
Beauty is a very serious sin.
It fascinates the world with its magnificent colors of morning glow.
In troubled times, beautiful appearance is regarded as a weapon.
They hope that Ajie can confuse Fu Cha like Xi Shi and conquer the enemy country like Da Ji and Bao Si.
Every time I hear this argument, I feel very uncomfortable.
Can a country be destroyed by using a beautiful woman to confuse the king?
I do not believe.
My sister has followed internal training since she was a child, and little by little she has become what her elders expected her to be.
He is proficient in all kinds of musical studies, and his dancing skills are even more stunning.
She seems to have known what kind of responsibilities she has since she was born.
I later realized that it was my sister who protected me in this way.
If it hadn't been for the flash of swords and the twists and turns of my life that my sister had blocked in front of me. How could I maintain a little bit of myself and find a bit of authenticity in the midst of suffocation? Develop such a free and willful character?
If the person she married was not King Qin, we would not be in a confrontation.
But what if, the person she married was not Ying Zheng. I lost her completely ten years ago.
My brother-in-law is good at everything, but it's a pity that he is the King of Qin.
The King of Qin is the enemy of my sect, which means that I will never dare or want to recognize my sister for the rest of my life.
It was the year I lost my sister that he entered my sister's life.
When I was five years old.
Our lives have undergone earth-shaking changes, just like the rotation of the sun and the moon, turning black and white upside down. The evolution of things is always so unexpected.
At that time, the most proud of the seven kingdoms was not Qin, but Zhao.
I got lost with my sister in a pool of blood in Changping.
I didn’t expect that this separation would last a lifetime.
I watched helplessly as my sister was taken away by the Zhao people. For the next nine years, I had no news about her.
I was trapped on the road, trapped among refugees, and I thought my life was about to end.
I haven't had time to understand or think about why this world is like this. I am going to die in this war that has nothing to do with me.
A strong wind seemed to blow before my eyes, I smelled the blood of death, and a white misty dizziness enveloped me.
The moment I was about to close my eyes.
I looked up to the sky and saw a pair of clean and pure eyes in a trance.
These eyes seemed to be a beam of light. I tried my best to make a sound, but I was dizzy. I must be hungry. I hadn't eaten for three days. I couldn't judge what the surrounding environment was like.
I just instinctively wanted to live, and I sobbed. When I was about to despair, a pair of strong hands grabbed my wrist and dragged me out of the pile of dead people alive.
Suddenly, my body was hanging in the air and someone was carrying me on a horse.
As soon as my vision went dark, I fainted.
I don’t know how long it took.
When I opened my eyes again, the owner of my eyes appeared in front of me. He had high hair and was dressed in a jade robe.
"Where is your home?" he asked.
"You tell me and I can take you home." He continued.
I was so weak, my stomach was growling, and I couldn't think of answering any questions.
But the young master refused to give up questioning.
"Where is your family?"
Hear the word family.
My father had many wives, my mother died young, and apart from my sister Zheng Li, I have no other relatives. This time the Qin State launched an attack on South Korea, and the Zheng family was put on fire. Uncle Wang and his brothers went on several expeditions, but there were not many left.
I didn't know this at that time, but I remembered the incident when my sister was taken away by the soldiers.
My mouth dropped and I cried loudly.
The young man was stunned and at a loss. He quickly took out various kinds of food and placed them in front of me.
"Oh, don't cry! Don't cry."
I didn't care what he said, I was just hungry and scared, and I was young, so I just cried.
When I saw what was on the desk, I was stunned. It turned out to be something I usually eat.
I was starved for several days and devoured it in no time.
I forgot about the etiquette, and I didn’t study it seriously. I just picked up the delicious food on the plate, took a bite of the chicken leg, cried and muttered: "Sister, sister... is gone... only Ah Yao is alone..."
The young man smiled and gently reached out to pat my back: "Eat slowly, don't choke."
It’s okay if he doesn’t take pictures.
When he slapped it, I really choked!
I coughed desperately and spit out all the chewed stuff onto his robe.
...I stopped crying now, I was frightened. Others took me in, but I did this. I was afraid that I would be driven away.
The young master didn't look angry at all, he didn't even frown.
I can't say anything complete. On the contrary, he kept comforting me.
The female concubines around him were more anxious than him.
He raised his hand and stood up, as if talking to them, and also to me.
"It's okay, it's okay. I'll just change it."
He looked back at me and gave me a very soft smile: "Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry, and then sleep well after you're full."
I held back the tears in my eyes and nodded gratefully, "Yes."
Although I also live in South Korea, our Zheng family is not located in Xinzheng, the capital.
This is the first time I met Han An.
At that time, I knew that he would be the person I would be entangled with for the rest of my life.
At night, I was so frightened by the traveling and wandering that I had been experiencing for a month that I couldn't sleep at all.
"Ah Yao, don't be afraid."
He said this to me many, many times.
During this time, I asked him if he knew the whereabouts of my sister.
He expressed regret.
Until one day two years later, he brought me to a wise man.
He knelt down and worshiped the wise man respectfully. When I saw him doing this, I also imitated his example and knelt down and kowtowed.
"I can take her in. But she can't worship me." Mo Zhai stopped my movement and didn't even look at me. "I don't take in female disciples."
The first time my mentor, Mo Zhai, spoke to me, he was so unkind.
Since I was a child, I didn't understand that people around me wanted my sister to learn this and that, saying that they wanted to turn her into a peerless beauty.
In the past two years, I have been running around in the streets and alleys of Xinzheng. I learned some very vulgar but very sharp words.
"Why don't you accept female disciples?" Han An didn't stop me, so I asked in one breath.
"Sect rules." Mo Zhai's two words were short and powerful.
No wonder later generations said that he was stuck in a rut and never changed.
"You care so much about rules, so don't you care about the rules between people?"
Mo Zhai didn't expect me to say this.
He suddenly became interested, "Oh? What are the rules here?"
"There are no women in the world, so where can men come from? If you despise women, just say so. What other rules are there? I'm not here to be your teacher anyway."
Han An simply didn’t expect how rude I could be. It was the first time I saw him that his eyes were on fire.
He quickly apologized to Mo Zhai.
Mo Zhai had a weird temper. He was surprised for a while, then left the table and said he would go back to retreat for three days.
But I was ordered not to go down the mountain.
There is no such requirement.
Han An was overjoyed.
"Ah Yao, you can become Mo Zhai's disciple."
"You want me to become his disciple?"
Han An looked at me, his eyes seemed to be able to speak, and he was so good-looking.
As long as I look into his eyes, I can grant him anything he asks for.
"Ah Jue. Mo Zhai will teach you swordsmanship. He can teach you many, many knowledges."
"What do you need these things for?"
Han An's peach blossom eyes flashed with light, and he whispered: "I am just an insignificant young master in South Korea. I can't protect you for the rest of my life."
I listened to this sentence.
What I heard in my heart was - he said he couldn't protect me for the rest of my life, and he wanted Mo Zhai to teach me how to protect myself.
I was very touched.
I seem to want to believe that he is a god sent from heaven.
But all the gifts of fate have secret price tags.
The first half of his sentence came to my mind - very little.
His father, King Hanli, was physically and mentally exhausted and depressed after the Battle of Changping.
In the past two years, he took me to some banquets, but never once was I treated properly by his uncles. He was probably waiting for his father's death to seize the throne.
Only Uncle Wang named Han Fei expressed friendship to him and even saved his life.
Once he was summoned to wait for his father in the palace. A fire broke out somewhere, and the palace was instantly covered in flames.
I heard that Han An told me later that he was about to suffocate from the smoke, and it was Han Fei who took him out of the temple.
As for why Han Fei was so nice to Han An, he was so nice that it made people think that the uncle and nephew were an interest group.
But Han An had nothing worthy of his uncle's covetousness. Han Fei's talents are well known throughout the country, and he will be able to sit on the throne if he works hard.
It wasn't until I went to Qin later that I saw some clues in the gaps.
Han An's temperament was unprecedentedly like a person's.
"I don't want you to be bullied by others."
"If you need me, I'll help you. Even if you go through mountains of swords and seas of fire, I'll help you."
I told him so firmly.
"No, Ah Yao, I just want you to be safe."
"I will try to learn the best from what Mr. Mo taught me. You saved me. If you want my life, I will give it to you."
Han An's reaction at that time made me unable to tell the truth from the lie even when I recalled it many years later.
He hugged me and said in my ear: "Ah Yao, I only have you and Uncle Wang. I want to protect you, so I want that position."
His voice is so captivating.
His eyes are full of tenderness.
Soon after, he became more and more marginalized in the palace, and seemed to be recharging his strength. He also became a disciple of Mo Zhai and became my junior brother in name.
In the nine years of Momen.
I had the happiest, most innocent and carefree time of my life.
In this way, when I was young, I gave my heart completely to him.
Without any reservations.
He even surpassed my sister for a time and became the only option in my life.
With the hottest heart and the purest desire, I walked towards my self-incineration.
Nine years of planning.
I became Mo Zhai's favorite disciple - I had another name, Taoyao.
I am responsible for killing people, and Han Fei is responsible for giving advice.
Han Fei and I planned a bloody path to success for him.
He got his wish and became the King of Han.
He told me that South Korea was weak and he needed a coalition.
I was so scared.
I returned to my childhood in an instant, and I suddenly remembered what my sister was used for after being nursed back to health by Zheng Shi.
I understand now what it is.
It's a beautiful marriage.
A literal honey trap.
Han An also wants me to get married, right?
At this moment, the only teacher I can talk to, Mo Zhai, has passed away. I can only ask the only elder I can ask, Han Fei.
"Tell me, is this path right or wrong? Your Majesty, does he really love me?"
It's a pity that although Han Fei is Uncle Wang, he is not very old, not to mention that he himself has an unsolved mystery.
"I'm sorry, Xiao Yuer... love affairs, deceit is very... more dangerous than strategy, and I... I don't know either."
I don't know when he started stuttering.
"Uncle Wang. I don't know the future, but I'm very happy these nine years."
I obviously said this to Han Fei with a smile.
But I don't know why, the tears couldn't stop.
This was the first time in many years that I cried, and I cried very sadly.
Han Fei touched my hair as if comforting a child.
"I want to make another bet in nine years. I want to go to the state of Qin."
I said it still firmly.
How could Han Fei and I have thought of this?
Six years after I left Xinzheng.
We meet again in Xianyang.
I couldn't help but laugh. In the dead of night, I ran to Yuelin Palace and escaped into his cage.
Han Fei's eyes are very similar to Han An's, born with peach blossoms, but Han Fei was much more tired than I was when I left.
I won't tell you what I did in Qin these years, and he won't tell me why he came to Xianyang and became a hostage.
It was like a drunken party between two spies.
I drink well.
Only when Han Fei was drunk, and only this time, with the moonlight, did I hear the name he muttered to himself.
——"Li, Si."
It wasn't until I saw the official named Li Si from a distance at a banquet that I suddenly realized it.
Li Si and Han An had similar temperaments at a certain moment.
I still have the fearless character that I had when I was little. I rely on my martial arts to be top-notch. After I found out that this guest named Li Si didn't know any martial arts, I tied him up immediately.
When they arrested him, he was actually playing with the dog leisurely at home.
I'm furious.
I learned my curse skills in Xinzheng. I grabbed Li Si’s collar and asked:
"Why did you come to Qin? Do you know that Han Fei has been waiting for you in South Korea for nine years? You injured him completely and are still in the mood to raise puppies in Qin? You are an ungrateful, heartless bitch!"
Li Si's face suddenly turned pale.
...I wonder if the bitch was scolded a little too harshly.
I let him go.
Li Si is a grown man, but his eyes are red. He hugged his little yellow dog tightly and began to cry bitterly, saying "I'm sorry."
I was speechless about him, but there was no denying that he looked quite beautiful when he cried.
"Hmph, you can take care of yourself."
I really can't understand why Han Fei fell in love with him? So, before I left, I kicked him on the back again.
After that day, Li Si fell seriously ill and did not go to court for three days.
I didn't dare to tell Han Fei. I was afraid that he would know that I kicked Li Si and cause problems for him.
Unexpectedly, this miss can mean the difference between life and death.
It's a pity that Han Fei didn't know until his death that when his junior brother killed him with his own hands, it was not pleasure but pain.
When I learned about Han Fei's death, I was devastated.
There is no one in this world who can honestly talk to me about Ah Yao’s past.
I once thought that I had provoked Li Si and caused a big disaster.
This was the first time I thought about death.
But at this time, I discovered that Han Fei was not the only old friend in the Qin Palace.
That huge marriage I had seen.
That princess of Chu.
Is it my sister?
Her surname is not Mi, but Zheng.
