Han Fei made her slightly unhappy.
Since waking up, a series of things have happened in the Qin State. According to the sensitivity of the elf, Mr. Baitao suspects that this has something to do with the great strategist Han Feizi.
He caused trouble in Qin State and made her unhappy. Brother A said that as long as he feels unhappy, he will solve the people and things that make him unhappy.
It doesn't matter if you kill him.
The old Baitao couldn't understand, and brother even compared it to her.
It's like she wants to eat rabbit meat. If she runs faster than the rabbit, then the rabbit will be eaten. If the wolf comes and wants to eat her, if she can't run fast, the result will be that she is treated as rabbit meat.
The wolf eats the fox, and the fox eats the rabbit.
It has to be said that the wolf is bad, the rabbit is bad, or the grass is bad.
I can't tell you anything mysterious, only——
Only brother is not around, and Baitao, a hundred-year-old little fox, has really never killed anyone. Mortals are different from beasts. The meat of beasts is soft and delicious, but what mortals can create is more than skin, flesh, sinews and veins. It came at a wonderful time.
This was also the reason why Li Si was allowed to give him a knife despite knowing that he could not be called loyal.
Li Si is not a good person, at least not a useless good person.
Maybe he can deal with Han Fei on his own without instigation
Thinking of this, Baitao, who was worried, had a dream.
She dreamed about her brother who she thought about day and night.
A long time ago, my brother held her little hand and walked through the fields where the stars were shining brightly and everything was quiet. Leading her step by step, he climbed mountains and waded in rivers, climbed the dragon's spine, and walked to a ruined wall.
Behind him was the starry sky that was within reach. He stood at the highest point of the tower and looked down. The ant-like people below appeared in the street like the sun and moon in a pot.
"Little guy, did you see it?"
Baitao stared in confusion, biting one of her paws, and said vaguely: "People, there are still man caves where people live, and... oooh, soooo, so sleepy."
Brother A rarely comforted him, and his eyes were unusual.
Looking at a certain place from a distance across the void, until he raised his head and pointed his fingertips.
Thousands of images spread out from his hands.
Nine-story towers and deep palaces with copper eaves suddenly rise from the ground.
The sky was filled with gorgeous peach blossoms, and eight hundred princes with high crowns and jade belts, and bronze chimes beating "Song of Zhou, We Are Visiting", rushed towards the palace to worship.
There were so many people that scared Baitao away from his drowsiness, and he jumped up: "People, wow, there are so many people, brother, brother, can I play?"
She tugged at her brother's sleeves wildly, and swung her red fox tail.
If her brother hadn't been holding her, she would have rolled around in excitement.
Brother's hair and sleeves flew up in the wind, swirling around like fallen flowers. He looked at the scene below indifferently and asked her again: "Little guy, do you know where we are standing?"
Baitao rubbed his face and said, "Where is it?"
"The topping platform." His thin lips curled up slightly, "The song is played at night for fifty miles, and eight hundred princes are heading towards Lingshan Mountain."
All the scenes, the royal city, the towers, and the princes were wrapped in peach petals and put into his sleeves, and turned into raging fires that swallowed up all things in time.
The high platform has collapsed, refugees are everywhere, and wars are going on. Compared with the prosperous and peaceful scene before, now it seems like a living hole has been torn open. The hole is dark and rancid, making people panic.
fire.
Everything was covered with fire that devoured everything, and the burned-black wooden piles collapsed, taking with them ashes and embers.
The fox's eyes widened, and the little fox ran away to the Kingdom of Waja with no idea of fun. He raised his tail in fear and climbed onto the elder brother's head, and said in a trembling little voice: "Wow wow wow, who set this fire? Could it be?" Extremely wicked."
"People put it away."
Half of brother's face swayed in the hot firelight.
"People set it on fire? Why do they set fire to themselves, and people kill each other?"
"Because of the power and desire that never stops."
His voice actually gave her the desolation of standing on a snow-covered cliff, unable to turn the tide.
Baitao was stunned. He wasn't very scared even though Brother was here. He stepped on his paws and said confusedly, "Brother, I just heard you talking about the topping platform. Is it a platform where you can pick stars?"
"No, it's a platform that can win people's hearts."
"To pick people's hearts?!" Her voice trembled, "Why do people still want to pick people's hearts?"
"Yes. Little guy, think about why."
"Why. Why? Why do you want to eat people's hearts?" Baitao thought for a long time with his eyes squinting and said, "Because people's hearts are delicious."
Brother A's lips curled up slightly, and he lifted the silver-haired little fox cub off his head. His right eye was a strange blood red when illuminated by the firelight, "Have you ever eaten a human heart? Just say that the human heart is delicious? Huh?"
"I haven't tried it, but if people's hearts don't like it, why is there a topping station?"
Baitao had big, confused eyes, and behind her was the tragedy of the underworld. She was the only one who asked questions with childlike innocence.
If people's hearts don't taste good, why would there be a topping station?
If the war is so cruel, why do people flock to it so much?
"Hahahahaha."
Brother A stroked her paws and laughed loudly. He then put her on his shoulders and walked towards the fire. "There are too many laws in the world. Little one doesn't need to understand them. He only needs to understand one truth." That’s all.”
"What's the point?"
The sky above was burnt with haze and blood, and the charred corpses below were buried with the whereabouts of groups of people.
He said coldly: "The weak will prey on the strong, this has always been the case."
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The weak eat the strong.
Always.
She is strong and he is weak, no matter how talented he is, if he can't fight, he is just meat on a plate.
Baitao opened her eyelids and woke up slowly. The quilt next to her was still steaming slightly. Brother Zheng obviously left without knowing when. She buried herself in the quilt and took a few breaths of the human emperor's breath, then walked out with bare feet.
The sky was bright outside, and the golden bell reflecting on the ankle was so bright. Baitao lowered his eyes and looked at the bell on the ankle for a long time.
During this time, she would always think of her brother.
Not only did she remember what her brother had said, what he told her to do, but also the days when her brother and she were leaning on each other.
He taught her to walk, taught her to hunt, and groomed her.
She and her brother were the only two foxes who had been together for a hundred years, in the fox cave, under the bodhi tree, and in the deep mountains and fields.
Why are they separated?
Baitao felt a little congested, just like before. The chicken bones were half stuffed into her throat, one part stuck in her throat, another part stuck in her neck, and she had to be scolded by her brother after all. She actually wanted to be scolded by him.
Sitting alone on the stone steps, I couldn't escape the drowning suffocation.
"What are you crying for?"
Unconsciously, a dark shadow loomed over his head.
Baitao looked up with reddish tears in his eyes and saw Ying Zheng's handsome face with deep outlines.
He was much taller than her, and Baitao was completely covered by his shadow, and even the slightest expression on his face could not escape his eyes.
She blinked and pressed her eyelids with her hands, which indeed felt moist.
"Taotao, tell Gu."
Ying Zheng stretched out his fingertips to wipe away her tears. Unexpectedly, there were red marks on her eyes and face, which hurt her, "I didn't cry."
Not wanting to be so embarrassed, he stood up and wanted to leave, "If I don't tell you, why do I have to tell you all my worries? It's not that you have something on your mind that you didn't tell me. You want to hear what's on my mind, but you don't take the initiative to tell me what's on your mind. What do you mean? Taking advantage of others, the majestic king of Qin still takes advantage of others."
"You are thinking about your brother again."
One word to expose it.
Baitao stood in the breeze, and a ringing wind blew over, sweeping away the dust. She ran quickly with her double-snail bun on her head, "No, I'm so old. Why do I still miss my brother? I'm not a child anymore."
I thought I could escape by running very fast, but I didn't expect Ying Zheng to be waiting at the corner ahead.
He stood with his hands behind his hands and looked at her intently, "Why don't you tell me if you have something on your mind?"
Baitao stopped, as if there was a stone in his heart. She feels like he is like Cang Jiezi who cannot be removed, or a creditor who relies on her and refuses to let go. "When I was a child, I missed my brother. When I grow up, I still miss him. It's so embarrassing for you to know."
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Knowing that the girl didn't mean to hide it from him, his sharp eyebrows relaxed, but he didn't mention it, "I'll take a rest today, I can stay with Taotao."
"You are the King of Qin who manages everything day by day. Are you accompanying me?"
Baitao really felt strange that he couldn't let the maid play with him if he wanted to play with him. He had to play with this stern-faced king, not to mention he was not fun at all. He said with a sullen face, "No, you and I have grown up and we can't play together." Play."
His face instantly turned cold: "Why?"
"Just like when I was a kid, I piled sand and you drew maps, I climbed trees and you practiced swordplay, and what happens if you give me baba for fun?"
White peach akimbo.
Ying Zheng couldn't help but laugh: "Why not? I'll be able to catch it even if you stab it in the sky."
When he said this, he was dressed in royal robes, carrying a heroic spirit, with a drowning smile in his eyebrows, just like the scorching sun, making people unable to look at him.
Baitao's heart seemed to be tightly wrapped and trembling slightly.
She raised her bun and said, "But I just want to have my brother. I only have one direct blood relative in this world, and that is my brother. He has been lonely for many years, and I am the only one who can accompany him." Sister, but he has disappeared, and there has been no news for so many years." Speaking of this, my throat has become choked up, "Can you understand this feeling of concern?"
After saying that, she regretted it. She suddenly remembered that Brother Zheng had no direct blood relatives except Aunt Zhao who killed him. She quickly stopped talking and said, "I"
However, Ying Zheng's expression was calm, "I understand, I also have worries in this world."
Baitao was stunned: "Concerned? Who is it?"
"Taotao." He held her hand, "Taotao is Gu's concern."
Baitao's mind was racing.
"Whatever Taotao wants, I will give it to Taotao."
His low and hoarse voice had a rustling echo, and he led her back. Baitao couldn't help but follow his footsteps, and was slightly stunned as she watched him hold her hand tightly.
Who can resist such a king?
He asked: "Did you have a nightmare last night because you missed your brother?"
Baitao bit her lip and shook her head: "No."
In fact, I just miss my brother, and I don't have nightmare-like worries. I just had a nightmare last night about a stupid beaver being scratched alive by Han Fei.
Suddenly remembering something, she took two deep breaths and said, "Huh? How did you know I had a nightmare?"
After Ying Zheng entered the palace, he spread out his pen and ink, drooped his sleeves embroidered with stars, and said with his pen: "Taotao even bit Gu Gu in his dream."
Baitao: "???"
After that, he pulled open the tightly covered collar, and the fox teeth marks on his Adam's apple were crimson. Looking at it this way, it diluted the ice-like coldness and ruthlessness of his whole body, and made him look a little more affectionate.
Bai Tao looked at it and licked the fox's teeth unconsciously, and initially judged that the teeth marks matched.
Guilty: "I didn't mean it."
Ying Zheng paused, then picked up his pen and said with a splash of ink: "I don't blame Taotao."
You can't blame me anyway.
With his eyes rolling twice, Baitao said sweetly: "Well, Brother Zheng, you are so kind."
He waved to her, and Bai Tao walked over with fox steps, and saw a man outlined with the tip of his pen, who looked like her brother-Bai Tu.
"Brother Zheng, this is..."
Baitao was dumbfounded, picking up the parchment and looking at it carefully.
The girl lowered her eyelashes, her ice-white skin was rare and delicate, giving people a faint and vast feeling. Ying Zheng's eyes fell on her head and touched her head gently: "I want to find your brother, tell me Gu, Gu will help you."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" The girl hugged the parchment and cried, like a newborn kitten.
Ying Zheng's heart instantly turned into a puddle of soft water, "Celebrities from the Guhui will post notices all over the six countries. Anyone who gets information about your brother will be rewarded with a thousand gold coins."
After that, he watched her reaction intently.
Didn't he throw himself into his arms as he imagined? The little fox pursed his lips, looked at the parchment in his arms, and then looked at him with tears in his eyes, "Brother Zheng, you painted my brother too ugly. Even if you don’t remember what you looked like when you were a child, you can’t mess around.”
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Everyone knows that King Qin is not good at painting, but no one dares to say it so carelessly.
Ying Zheng looked calm, but when he turned around, half of his handsome face turned dark.
Baitao seriously picked up the pen, leaned on the wooden desk and drew: "My brother, he is the most handsome in the world, and what I say is that he is the real gold and stone. When I was young, I was lazy and didn't want to walk, so I Lying on his shoulders, lying on his head, lying on his legs, he wouldn't let me lie on his back, saying that this is the place where beasts are most likely to sneak attack. So when I was a child, I always looked at his side. Face."
Ying Zheng remained silent.
The girl pressed the parchment very flat with her right hand, fearing that any wrinkles would cause ripples in the strokes, "Brother has the most beautiful eyes, with the ends of his eyes raised up, like the moonlight falling on the Bodhi tree. If he is not blinking for a moment, If he looks at me seriously, I will probably make him angry and get beaten."
"If I make him angry, he will hit me on the head. If I make him angry, he will break off the bodhi branches and slap me all over the mountain. Although the whipping does not hurt, it is not as good as my pretending. He cries loudly, but when he rolls around, he is determined to be soft-hearted."
Baitao held her breath as she spoke, as if she was melting the longing in her heart into the melting black ink.
Finally, with a gentle gesture on his wrist and the tip of his pen, he picked up the parchment and stared at it: "It's strange, I've never drawn Brother Brother before, how can I be so absorbed in it?"
The man on the parchment scroll is holding a folding fan, tapping his chin, the ends of his eyes are slightly raised, and there is an unpredictable smile hanging on the corners of his lips. In just one glance, countless lights and colors flow through it.
The young master only enters the painting.
Bright as orchids and jade trees.
It's just that the hair at the end of the eyes is really alluring.
The little fox held it up for him to see, and asked eagerly: "Brother Zheng, how are you doing? Does Brother Zheng look good?"
Ying Zheng's eyes became silent, and he turned his wrist behind his back: "Ruruo, what about He Gubi?"
"." Even Baitao was surprised, "Ah? How can I compare with you?"
He paused and said, "Bimei."
As if to downplay the tone of the command, that handsome and cold face came closer to her and said lightly, "Your brother, Guhe, is mature and beautiful?"
(End of chapter)
