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Chapter 64 Fate

In the bleak cold wind, several carriages came from the north. Among the leading carriages, Guo Kai, whose face was pale from the cold, tried his best to wrap himself in furs. The cold wind poured in through the gaps between the carriages.

Rubbing his numb cheeks, Guo Kai couldn't help but smiled wryly. Of course he had a more comfortable carriage, but he couldn't use it. After all, what he did was too shameful. In order to keep it secret, he could only keep a low profile along the way. The price of keeping a low profile was that he was frozen like a dog in the cold wind.

Guo Kai couldn't help feeling resentful towards Zhao Yan when he thought of the wind, meals and camping along the way.

Zhao Yan's operation is really too coquettish, using Li Daitao's trick, he found a dancer from a women's gym to pretend to be a princess.

Guo Kai admitted that this dancer girl is indeed unusual. In terms of the color of the princess far surpassing that of Zhao Guo, if Zhao Yan's taste is not here, maybe Zhao Yan will send the real princess to Qin State because of this dancer girl. .

But what does this have to do with him? When he thinks of Zhao Yan's plan, Guo Kai can't help but feel chills in his heart. It's not because Zhao Yan's strategy is too clever, but too stupid.

Even if his plan succeeds, what can he gain?Apart from peeling off a bit of King Qin's face, what benefit can there be?
But what's the downside?Who can stand against the furious King Qin today? Will Zhao Yan be able to stand up to that time?

Zhao Yan couldn't stand it at all, and putting the country on the brink of danger because of such innocuous revenge, in Guo Kai's view, it was too stupid.

Although there is nothing unsellable in the world, a principle of equivalence must be followed.

Maybe I need to adjust my mentality?After Guo Kai became more and more desperate for Zhao Yan, he felt that he should step on the boat of Qin State more steadily.

When Guo Kai was thinking about how to do business, in the only carriage that could barely be called luxurious in the middle of the motorcade, four girls were sitting opposite each other around a girl.

The princess is a fake princess, but the maid is a real maid.

In order to confuse the fake with the real one, Zhao Yan made great efforts to select four maids with the most outstanding appearance and abilities from the maids around his sister.

It's just that the four maids at this time are all looking sad, and the oldest of them is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and they are going to a strange place all at once, especially Qin Guo, who is almost like Zhao Guo. In the place of nightmares, they will naturally not be in a good mood.

Compared with the maid with a sad face, Xue Nu, the youngest in the carriage, is much calmer. She has never been able to decide her own destiny, whether it is becoming an orphan, entering the Concubine Snow Pavilion, or being as old as she is now. He was sent to Qin State.

Life in the future may not be very good, but it will not be worse after all.And she just wanted to live, to live for her parents who had long since passed away.

"Xue Nu, aren't you worried?" The youngest among the maids looked at Xue Nu who was too calm and couldn't help asking.

"Dong'er, I want to call you Princess." The older maid scolded.

"Sister Chun'er, I know, but isn't this still in Xinzheng?" The maid named Dong'er stuck out her tongue and said charmingly.

"From the moment we came out of HD, we have already arrived in Qin State, and other things are fine, but this matter cannot be tolerated by you, because it is not only related to our life and death, but also related to Zhao. If the people of Qin found out your flaws for the safety of the country, you will be blamed even if you die." Chun'er snapped.

"I see." Dong'er said aggrievedly.

"And you guys, don't think I'm too strict, I'd rather let you hate me now, than one day, the people of Qin will see my flaws and give us my life for nothing." Chun'er said to the three of them. , and finally set his sights on the protagonist Xuenv.

For Xuenv, she is still at ease.

Xuenv's coldness itself is the best protective color. This is a girl who refuses others to enter her world. She has already enclosed herself in her own world. Distance is the means she uses to protect herself.

No matter how these people felt, Xinzheng finally appeared in front of them, and a group of soldiers had already been waiting at the north gate of Xinzheng.

On the city wall, Zi Nu was looking at the convoy from the north against the cold wind. It was not until Guo Kai got off the first car that Zi Nu returned to the city tower.

In the city tower, Ying Zheng and a woman were busy in front of a stove called a cauldron.

"The fire should be a little smaller. At this time, the fire should be simmered slowly." Ying Zheng turned over the ingredients in the boiling water with chopsticks and said.

"Understood, it's really troublesome." The woman complained, but she still stretched out her palm and grabbed it in the direction of the stove, but she didn't see any other movements. The flames in the stove surged along the mouth of the stove like a woman's palm.

A ball of flame was gathered in the palm of the woman's slender and tender hand, and then the flame disappeared without a trace, as if the flame just now had never existed.

"Guo Kai and the others have already arrived, so the king really won't go and see? That's Princess Zhao." Zi Nu asked Ying Zheng.

"What's there to see? This princess of Zhao is too watery, it's not worth seeing." Ying Zheng's eyes still stayed on the boiling pot, as if Princess Zhao was not as good as the mutton in the pot.

"Your Majesty is not worried that Zhao Yan will send you an ugly monster?" Zi Nu said maliciously.

"You are thinking wrong, the person Zhao Yan sent is not only not ugly, but also must be a beauty. He will make a fuss about this woman's identity, but he will definitely not make any crooked ideas about this woman's appearance. " Ying Zheng replied.

"Wouldn't it be a pity that the king didn't see him?"

"I want to see it too, but who makes a girl so small-minded." Ying Zheng sighed, seeming quite regretful.

Hearing Ying Zheng's joke, Zi Nu couldn't help but blush. Although Ying Zheng didn't say it clearly, how could she not hear that it was talking about herself.

Thinking of the changes in her mood these days, Zi Nu felt a little helpless. Why was she stunned? She should be very clear about who Ying Zheng is. It does not belong to Xinzheng, but to Xianyang.

"Forget it, forget it, anyway, I saw it too, I'll go first, the king and your fire-fighting concubine wait for the meat to rot together." The somewhat embarrassed Zi Nu escaped with an excuse, turned around and left the tower.

"My name is Yanlingji, what are you talking about?" Yanlingji said dissatisfiedly, and then looked at Yingzheng again.

"Your Majesty must have come up with this kind of weird name. You can't make up people out of thin air like this, and tell others."

"Zi Nu is not someone else." Ying Zheng turned a deaf ear to Yan Lingji's complaints.

"Your Majesty likes Zi Nu very much?" Yan Lingji asked curiously.

"How do you say that?"

"If it wasn't for his liking, how could the king accommodate that purple girl so much?" Yan Lingji said to Ying Zheng while controlling the fire.

"Accommodating? This can't be called accommodating, it's just a matter of convenience." Ying Zheng denied.

"Can I understand what your Majesty said? Your Majesty doesn't mind doing things that are not too troublesome for you but can make others happy. But if it's too much trouble, it's a different situation." .” Yan Lingji’s eyes were burning with the flame of wisdom.

"Oh, so you still have something in your mind." Ying Zheng mocked.

While Ying Zheng was joking with Yan Lingji, the car outside the city had turned around and headed west.

The so-called fate meets thousands of miles away, but no chance to meet face to face.

Xue Nu and Ying Zheng met in Xinzheng between Xianyang and HD because of fate, but they also missed being between this wall because of no fate.

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