He looked at me a little blankly. Seeing me calling him so enthusiastically, he hesitantly replied in a low voice: "Yes."

"Brother Wei, do you still remember me?" I am really happy. Apart from Ying Zheng, he is my other beautiful memory in this other world.

"Huh?" He still looked at me blankly, not knowing why.

I only met him once, and for him, we had been separated for almost ten years, so it was natural that he did not remember me.

But to me, we have only been separated for more than a year. When I was isolated and helpless, he once extended a helping hand without asking for anything in return. As the ancients said, a drop of water should be repaid by a spring. How can I forget him?

!

I tried to help him recall and asked: "Brother Wei, do you remember? Ten years ago, you paid me twelve baht for the rouge I broke on Xianyang Street! Do you remember? We talked freely on the top of the mountain.

You even invited me to travel around the world together!

The more he talked, the more excited he became. I looked at him anxiously and expectantly, and saw his eyes changing constantly, from unclear to unclear. Gradually, a smile appeared in his eyes and he said: "Clear."

Chi, it’s you!”

He remembered me, I was so happy. I couldn't help but walked up to him with light steps, reached out and pulled up his black sleeves. I was so excited that I said, "It's me, Brother Wei. It's great that you still remember me."

Got it!"

But then he let go with a little embarrassment. The customs here are conservative and I can't pull an adult man's sleeve like this. He didn't mind, raised his big hand and touched the top of my head and said, "Qingchi, why have you been so little in ten years?"

Nothing has changed, he still looks like a child!"

Ah, I, I, how should I answer him?!

Seeing my dull look, he smiled and said, "Qingchi, I'll accompany you back to Shunfeng Tower first, and we'll talk along the way."

We walked out of the teahouse side by side, and a gust of cool breeze blew in our faces. I felt refreshed. The depression I felt when I first entered the teahouse was swept away, replaced by the joy of meeting an old friend again.

Besides Mi Furong, he is my second friend here. I haven’t seen him for many years, and he exudes a more mature atmosphere than before. Judging from his acting style, he should be well-educated, well-behaved, calm and elegant, and have the demeanor of a general.

.

I wondered in my mind whether he could be the Wei Liao mentioned in Shunfeng Tower?

"Brother Wei, what are you doing in Qin Palace?" I was worried that he would ask me again why I haven't changed at all, so I preemptively stirred up a new topic.

Wei Liao glanced at me, smiled, and said calmly and calmly: "The King of Qin invited me to be a guest, and I will go to the palace to have fun."

He said it easily, but I already understood that he was Wei Liao, the military strategist that Ying Zheng tried every means to get, and I couldn't help but admire him in my heart.

I remember it was recorded in historical records that after Qin Wangzheng's sincere invitation, he even ignored Wei Liao's repeated escapes and blamed him, and even prepared clothes and meals of the same specifications for Wei Liao as himself, treating him with courtesy.

In the end, Wei Liao agreed to assist the Qin State, joined the court as a minister, and was appointed as a state captain. So it shouldn't be considered a violation of history for me to say good things to Ying Zheng now.

"Prince Qin..." But before I could say anything, someone covered my mouth and nose, and then I smelled a strange smell, a little fragrant and a little sour, and then my head felt heavy and I fainted.
Chapter completed!