The snow girl, who is about the same age as Honglian, appeared in front of Ying Zheng, so that Ying Zheng could see the head of the snow court in his memory of the famous concubine Xue Pavilion in Yan and Zhao, or the leader of the Mo family, but it was still different after all.

Different lives will naturally have some deviations in personality and temperament. Although the seed is still the same seed, the land is different after all, and the lent flowers will naturally have some differences.

Just like the snow girl at present, her cold temperament is still the same, but the silver silk that made Ying Zheng stunning once did not exist. Instead, it was replaced by a beautiful black hair. For a moment, Ying Zheng could not tell whether the silver-haired snow girl in his memory was more extraordinary, or the black-haired snow girl in front of him was more aura.

"Princess Zhao?"

Ying Zheng looked at standing in front of the desk, although he looked cold, his hands hiding behind the package revealed that the woman in front of him was not as calm as she seemed. She was nervous, and very nervous. The indifference on her face was just her disguise.

"Yes." The stubborn snow girl looked at Ying Zheng and said.

She was very nervous. She knew very well why she came to Xianyang a few years ago and why she was standing here at this time.

Although she has convinced herself countless times in her heart and thought that she has taken everything lightly, even if that day really comes, she can still be calm, but she is still a woman after all. As long as she is a woman, it is impossible for her to face that matter calmly.

"Is it better to be a princess in Zhao State? Or is it better to be a dance gangster in your master?" Ying Zheng asked curiously.

Sure enough, after hearing this sentence, the snow girl's indifference used to disguise disappeared, and instead she was shocked.

"Not good," replied the snow girl.

She didn't know why Ying Zheng knew about this and why she asked about it at this time, but no matter what the reason was, she was powerless to her. She never could control her destiny, whether it was the past or the present.

"What about now?" Ying Zheng asked. The snow girl is quite interesting now. Sure enough, cultivation is the most fun thing.

"I don't know, but at least it's not worse."

The change in Ying Zheng's speech made Xue Nu realize that Ying Zheng didn't care too much about this matter. Now, whether it was the little maki in the brothel or the later Princess of Zhao, there might be no difference for Ying Zheng.

The princess was never noble in Ying Zheng, and the little maiden girl was never humble. Although Ying Zheng did not say this, the snow girl still noticed this from his tone.

"It has never been worse, this answer is good." Ying Zheng said.

She is indeed a very steady girl. I think her childhood experience will make her develop such a personality, but that's good.

"What is your package carrying?" Ying Zheng's gaze turned to the package that the snow girl was holding in her arms and asked.

"Dance skirt." The snow girl replied.

"Don't throw it away, you don't like dancing, so why do you want this?" Ying Zheng said.

"Take it?" Ying Zheng's words broke the coldness on the snow girl's face. Her expression that had never changed when her identity was exposed was broken at this time.

"Can you really like this?" Ying Zheng asked back.

Does the Snow Girl really like dancing? In Ying Zheng's opinion, even if the Snow Girl can use her dancing skills to make a name for herself, deep down she may not really like dancing. Will a girl who has been sold into a brothel since she was a child really like what she must learn in a brothel? More so it's just for survival.

Feixue Pavilion is famous all over the world. Is it really something that Xueniao likes?

The snow girl stared at Ying Zheng in a daze. She never thought that Ying Zheng would let herself throw away the dance skirt. Was he just unintentional words?

But what if it was just unintentional words?

The snow girl didn't almost solve this doubt, because the appearance of a person gave her no chance to find the answer in the conversation with Ying Zheng.

The leader of the Yin-Yang family, Donghuang Taiyi, arrived.

"Your Highness Donghuang, it's been a long time since you've been missing." Looking at the peerless Donghuang Taiyi, who was not concealed in front of you, Ying Zheng was surprised with some surprise.

He had already known that Dong Huang Taiyi, the leader of the Yin-Yang family, was a woman, but when Dong Huang Taiyi really appeared in front of Ying Zheng in a woman's dress, he was still surprised.

Especially the beauty of the woman in front of her is even more beautiful than those of Yan Fei Zi Nu. Although Yan Fei Zi Nu's appearance is already beautiful, she is still inferior to Dong Huang Taiyi and has a temperament gap.

If someone who has never known Concubine Yan seemed to see her for the first time, then after seeing the Donghuang Taiyi, the word "General" would no longer exist.

"Ji Si has met the King of Qin." Dong Huang Tai bowed.

"Ji Si?" Ying Zheng said.

"Donghuang Taiyi is just the title of leader of the Yin-Yang family, and it is no different from Dongjun to Yanfei. Ji Si is the real name below." Ji Si said.

"Ji Si? It turns out it was you." Ying Zheng said.

Ying Zheng was a little surprised by how easy and unconcealed his real name was to tell him about his real name, but he soon felt relieved.

The woman in front of her was not only Dong Huang Taiyi, the leader of the Yin-Yang family, but also an old monster who could break the rules of time and live for hundreds of years.

Hundreds of years are enough to make this woman with extraordinary qualifications a telling that the world cannot imagine.

"The king has any guesses about my identity?" said Ji Si, Donghuang Taiyi.

Although he had already known that Dongjun Yanfei had become a rebellious cub, Ying Zheng would definitely get many secrets from the Yin-Yang family from Yanfei, but Yanfei could never know what his true identity was, and how could the King of Qin in front of him know?

"I have never deliberately explored your true identity, but unexpectedly I found some clues from the collection of the Eastern Zhou Royal Palace. Ji Si? Ji is the surname of the Zhou royal family, and 'Si' should come from the name of your mother." Ying Zheng said.

"It seems that the King of Qin really knows it, not cheating me." said Ji Si, the Donghuang Taiyi.

"Five hundred years have passed since a fire in Haojing. I didn't expect to see His Royal Highness the Princess today." Ying Zheng said.

The person in front of him was the youngest daughter of King You of Zhou and Queen Bao Si five hundred years ago. In that fire, King You of Zhou was the only surviving descendant except King Ping of Zhou who later succeeded to the throne.

"Princess? I haven't heard of this title for a long time." Donghuang Taiyi Ji Si said sadly.

"The King of Qin doesn't have to call me that way. The Zhou royal family has long ceased to exist in the fire five hundred years ago. Naturally, the so-called princess has no reason to exist. The King of Qin just calls me Ji Si." said Ji Si, the Donghuang Taiyi.

Sure enough, the princess in front of her, who was five hundred years ago, had deep resentment towards King Ping of Zhou.
Chapter completed!