Lu Buwei was the most suitable candidate for the prime minister to Qin, or Lu Buwei and Ying Zheng, not only because of Lu Buwei's wisdom, but also because of his sense of competence.

This kind of measure has been a tacit understanding between the king and his subjects in the past few years. This process can be called running-in.

What can be called running-in is not only the relationship between the monarch and the minister, but also other things.

When Jingyu had to live alone in the palace because of Ying Yan, Honglian's status in Xianyang Palace became increasingly stable, and her status was improved, and naturally she had her own power. For example, at the end of the month, she had half a day of free time.

Honglian, who returned to Xianyang Palace by stepping on the tail of time, could not hide her excitement in her heart. Although she didn't have much time to dominate her, especially in a month, she seemed even more insignificant.

But she was very satisfied because these were the most valuable things he could have.

As her identity, she can visit her forbidden father every month. What else can she hope for?

With a "calm" pace, Honglian walked step by step along the steps towards Xianyang Palace in front of her. Her slightly trembling chest and the crystal clearness that oozed between her nose wings told others that her "calm" pace at this time was not calm for a while ago.

The steps in front of Xianyang Palace are very high, but Honglian's legs are obviously longer, so soon, Honglian entered the slightly dim hall.

As she stepped over the threshold of the hall, her calm steps became more and more steady.

Until a figure appeared in front of her.

"King, I'm back." Honglian walked to Ying Zheng, who was looking through the window at the sunset that was about to hide on the horizon.

"Is your father okay?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Father..." Honglian looked at Ying Zheng in surprise. She didn't know why Ying Zheng talked about her father.

But Han An reminded her that in front of Ying Zheng, he would never talk about him without talking about him. Han An’s biggest expectation at this time is to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible. If possible, he even hopes to make Ying Zheng forget his existence.

For Han An now, his danger can only come from his sense of existence.

Because his presence is accompanied by threat, and the threatening Han An is undoubtedly dangerous.

People may ignore the existence of ants and let themselves die, but they will never let go of the tiger that can bring danger to themselves. Han An only wants to be an ant that others are too lazy to step on.

"He's fine."

Although it was difficult to understand the profound meaning behind Ying Zheng's question for a while, Honglian still chose to tell the truth. The best choice for not being very smart is not to regard himself as being too smart.

This is the law of body existence that Honglian has realized in the past few years.

Just like the intelligence of the purple girl, the ever-changing of Jingyu, and the charm of the Yan Lingji, her Honglian also has her own way of survival.

She knew what Ying Zheng liked her the most, and because of this kind of love, whether for her relatives or for herself, she had to keep this in mind.

"He should be pretty good." Ying Zheng said.

Han An, who quit drinking and sex, can naturally live for a few more years. Moreover, Han An’s way of survival is also good. The bottom line has completed self-breakthroughs again and again after repeated blows, and Han An, who has achieved breakthroughs, will undoubtedly live longer.

"Have the king also paid attention to my father?" Although Honglian knew that there were some things that could not be asked more, she still couldn't help it when it came to her family. She was not a stable person at all.

"He doesn't want me to pay attention to him, and I should pay more attention to another person than him." Ying Zheng said without comment.

Han An's way of survival was indeed very successful, but his half-true and half-false performance was completely redundant for Ying Zheng, because his true nature could reassure Ying Zheng.

"The king is not talking about me, right?" Honglian looked at Ying Zheng with her head tilted, showing a hint of silly expression in an appropriate way.

"Yes, it's talking about you." Ying Zheng turned his head and smiled.

"Me?" Honglian's cuteness at this time became real.

"Didn't you guessed it?" Ying Zheng pretended to be questioning.

"I guessed it." Honglian hurriedly calmed her mind.

But her stability can only make her more unstable.

"Your head." Ying Zheng rubbed Honglian's head, then put his arm on Honglian's shoulder.

"You have been by my side for more than two years." Ying Zheng pondered.

"In the past two years, you have been observing me all the time, wanting to have your own place in this Qin Palace, for yourself and for your father." Ying Zheng said in Honglian's eyes that were getting wider and rounder.

"Master, do you know everything?" Honglian lowered her head, her tone difficult to understand.

"Have you got the answer in more than two years?" Ying Zheng did not answer Honglian's question, and Ershi said in accordance with his own words.

"The answer?" Honglian thought.

"I didn't get the answer I wanted, but I got another answer, an answer about me." Honglian leaned gently towards Ying Zheng's chest like a tentative slight, but she didn't dare to really press all her weight towards Ying Zheng.

"I know I should be grateful." Honglian, who received a response during the temptation, slowly pressed her entire face on her face.

Listening to the heartbeat that had been with her sleeping countless times, Honglian continued, "When I first came to the palace, all I thought of was what I lost."

Honglian recalled her past. At that time, she knew that she was hating her.

Because of hatred, everything she saw was particularly annoying.

But later, whether Mrs. Mingzhu was kind or false, she finally learned to change. The subsequent sacrifices for her family forced her to bow her head.

When the so-called sacrifice soothed the hatred in her heart, she found that everything had changed unknowingly.

Until it became a completely unfamiliar situation.

It was also at this time when she didn't know when she began to look at everything around her with another attitude and the people around her at this time.

She no longer thought about what her reliance had taken away from her now. Now she only thought about what the person she relied on had given her.

In this transformation, her hatred turned into fear, and then changed from fear to another emotion.

"Thank you?" Ying Zheng stopped Honglian's shoulders and unconsciously groped the slipperyness under the dress, and then smiled and said, "So, is the running-in between you and me completed?"

"Run-in? What kind of running-in?" Honglian said in surprise.

Her knowledge is enough to understand the meaning of running-in, but Ying Zheng's expression makes her unable to be sure whether her understanding is correct.

"Your grinding? And loneliness is harmony." Ying Zheng said with a serious expression.
Chapter completed!