Cheng Jiao poked her head out and spotted Shu Li sitting on the roof. Then she jumped up and climbed onto the roof by grabbing the beams.
Shu Li glanced back at Cheng Jiao, then turned back and looked at the full moon in the sky quietly.
Cheng Jiao came to sit next to Shu Li, turned her head and looked at the wine bottle beside her, and raised her eyebrows.
In his memory, he had never seen Shuli drinking.
She poured herself a glass and took a gentle sniff. The light wine smell mixed with a faint fruity aroma lingered on the tip of Cheng Jiao's nose.
So fragrant.
Cheng Jiao took a careful sip, and even tried a little with the tip of her tongue before drinking it with confidence.
He was not afraid of being poisoned, but he was afraid that the wine would be too strong, which would cause him to drink just one glass, which would be embarrassing.
"Sister, why are you drinking here alone?" Cheng Jiao turned to look at Shu Li.
Shu Li just looked at the shimmering full moon in the night sky and said softly, "Don't you think it's particularly quiet tonight?"
Cheng Jiao looked around.
Under the quiet night sky, the entire city of Xinzheng fell into a kind of silent darkness. The swaying lantern in the palace was just a lingering glimmer of light in the dark night. The last bit of light in the alleys also slowly disappeared.
Indeed, just as Shu Li said, Xinzheng is especially quiet tonight than before.
"The calm before the storm is nothing more than this." Shuli said again.
News came from Tianze in the Land of Baiyue that he had gathered the old tribe of Baiyue. Most people in the Land of Baiyue also recognized Tianze as the prince, leading them to let Baiyue bloom again.
Just waiting for today's events to be reported back to Xianyang, the Qin cavalry, which has been dormant for several years, will rush into South Korea in a short time. They have cultivated their swords and will finally drink blood again.
South Korea's three-point situation is inevitable.
Cheng Jiao looked at the moon in the cup, "So sister is drinking here?"
"I don't know how many people will die this time." Shu Li took a sip of wine, with a look of reluctance and pity in her eyes, but more determined.
Whether you are alive or dead, life lasts only a hundred years; whether you succeed or fail, everything becomes empty when you turn around.
"The foundation of eternity will be paved with mountains of blood and bones. Our Great Qin has set foot in the Central Plains step by step from the western border. Over the past few hundred years, our Great Qin has shed so much blood and killed so many people."
Cheng Jiao stood up and raised the wine glass in her hand.
"I, Da Qin, are the only rulers of this world. Only I, Da Qin, am worthy of inheriting the world."
"We have braved the old Qin to fight against the national calamity. We have braved the old Qin to restore our rivers and mountains. We will fight to the death until the blood is shed! There is the Great Qin in the west. It is rising like the sun. It has been a century-old national hatred and the vicissitudes of life are difficult to end! The world is in turmoil. What can we do? Kang Ning! Qin has warriors, who can compete with him?"
As she talked, Cheng Jiao couldn't help but sing.
Shu Li turned her head and glanced at the swaying Cheng Jiao, knowing in her heart that this kid was already drunk.
He knocked out Cheng Jiao, who was singing more and more energetically, and let him continue singing, for fear that others would not know that he was from Qin.
After placing Cheng Jiao on the ridge of the roof, Shu Li ignored him and just drank alone.
Shuli suddenly started drinking because she was a little confused.
She doesn’t know what to do next? What should she do? Is there anything she needs to do?
Three points to South Korea, just because of an idea that came up when I was looking for a way to revive Chang'an Jun.
If Chang'an Jun is rescued this time, what will she do?
To quietly be a dutiful queen in the palace, accompanying Ying Zheng like a housewife?
Maybe Shuli in the previous life wouldn't have any objections, but now Shuli thinks she can't do it.
She was finally free of restraints, no restraints, she could roam the whole world freely, so why should she be confined to one place?
Shuli couldn't do it.
The world is so big, and she has never seen it properly.
She would go see the world in advance, and after Ying Zheng destroyed the six kingdoms and unified the world, she would take Ying Zheng to see the scenery she had seen.
"Hiss~" Cheng Jiao got up from the bed and touched the back of her head in pain, "Why does my head hurt? Oh, my waist hurts too, my shoulders hurt too, ouch."
Not long after Cheng Jiao walked out of the room with her shoulders slumped, she met Lao Zhaotou who was in a hurry with Ali.
"I've met the young master." Old Zhaotou bowed respectfully when he saw Cheng Jiao.
Alize immediately hid behind Lao Zhaotou, pulling on Lao Zhaotou's clothes to block him, and only sticking half of his head out to look at Cheng Jiao.
Cheng Jiao glanced at Ah Li, who immediately retracted her head.
Although Ah Li had met Cheng Jiao many times, Ah Li still felt shy when seeing him, which made Cheng Jiao a little confused.
Looking away, Cheng Jiao asked Old Zhao, "Old Zhao, what time is it now?"
Lao Zhaotou showed an apologetic smile, and then replied, "Back to you, sir, it's almost noon."
!
Cheng Jiao was startled. His memory was still about the time he sang on the rooftop last night, and then his vision went dark.
He himself didn't expect to sleep for such a long time.
"Is sister in the room?"
"Go back to the young master, the young master has already gone out."
"Go out?" Cheng Jiao raised her eyebrows.
Are you plotting something again?
Old Zhao nodded, "Youngjun went out alone, so we don't have to follow him."
"Where were you going just now?"
"Back to the young master, the young master has ordered a letter to be sent back to Xianyang around noon. We are preparing to have someone take the letter back."
"That's it, then I won't bother you too much." Cheng Jiao was just about to get out of the way when she thought of something, "By the way, please help Mr. Zhao prepare a lunch for me and deliver it to the room."
"Don't dare."
When Cheng Jiao came to the room and saw the teapot on the table, she opened the lid and smelled it carefully.
It's tea, no problem.
Then he poured himself a cup of tea with confidence.
"There is still a little bit of residual warmth. It seems that sister has been out for a while." Cheng Jiao said after taking a sip of tea.
It was evening in a flash.
Cheng Jiao still found no sign of Shu Li's return, so she went out and found Lao Zhaotou who was teaching Ali how to make tea.
"Mr. Zhao, isn't my sister going out? No. I mean not in Xinzheng?"
"Back to the young master, Shaojun just said it, but we won't ask more about where exactly he is going." Old Zhaotou replied apologetically.
Cheng Jiao pondered for a while, "Then which direction is sister going?"
Old Zhaotou frowned and thought for a while.
Of course he knew which direction Shu Li was going, but he didn't know whether he should tell Cheng Jiao.
Seeing the frown on Old Zhaotou's face, Cheng Jiao thought he didn't know, so she said, "It doesn't matter that Mr. Zhao can't remember it. It's just that my sister left suddenly without saying a word, and she drank abnormally last night. I don't know what happened." thing."
"Please forgive me, sir."
After waving her hands, Cheng Jiao left.
Ah Li looked at Old Zhaotou in confusion, "Grandpa, why didn't you tell the young master?"
Old Zhaotou lowered his head to look at Ah Li and smiled, "Young Jun is our master."