In the bleak cold wind, several carriages came from the north. In the carriage led by the leader, Guo Kai, who was so cold that his face turned pale, wrapped his fur tightly. The quality of the carriage was so poor that the cold wind kept pouring in through the gaps between the carriages.

After rubbing his numb cheeks, Guo Kai couldn't help but smile bitterly. Of course, he had a more comfortable carriage, but it couldn't be used. After all, what he did was too shameful. In order to keep it secret, he could only be as low-key as possible along the way. The price of low-key was that he was frozen into a dog in the cold wind.

Thinking of the wind and dining in the open along the way, Guo Kai couldn't help but feel resentful towards Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan's operation was so slutty that he used Li Detao's plan to find a dancer from a female hall that pretended to be a princess.

Guo Kai admitted that this dancer is indeed extraordinary. In terms of color, the princess who is far superior to that of Zhao State, if it weren't for Zhao Yan's taste, Zhao Yan might have sent the real princess to Qin State because of this dancer.

But what does this have to do with me? When Guo Kai thought of Zhao Yan's plan, he couldn't help but feel cold in his heart. It was not because Zhao Yan's plan was too clever, but because it was too stupid.

Even if his plan is successful, what can he get? What other benefits can he have besides peeling off the Qin King's skin?

But what's the disadvantage? Who can still stop the angry King of Qin today? At that time, can Zhao Yan resist?

Zhao Yan couldn't stand it at all. It was too stupid to put the country on the brink of danger because of this irrelevant revenge.

Although there is nothing that cannot be sold in the world, we must also follow an equivalent principle.

Maybe he needs to adjust his mentality? After Guo Kai became more desperate about Zhao Yan, he felt that the Qin ship should be stepped on more steadily.

While Guo Kai was thinking about how to do business, in the only carriage in the center of the convoy that could barely be called luxurious, 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 make the fake real, Zhao Yan even worked hard to select four maids with the most outstanding appearance and ability from the maids around her.

However, at this time, the four maids were all sad. The oldest of them was only fifteen or sixteen years old. They had to go to a strange place all at once, especially in a place like Qin, which almost became a nightmare in the Zhao State. Naturally, they would not be in a good mood.

Compared to the sad maid, the youngest snow girl in the carriage was much calmer. She had never been able to decide her fate, whether she became an orphan, entered the Concubine Snow Pavilion, or was sent to Qin like now.

The future life may not be too good, but it will not be worse. And she just wants to live and live for her long-lost parents.

"Snow Girl, aren't you worried?" The youngest of the maids looked at the overly calm Snow Girl and couldn't help asking.

"Dong'er, call him a princess." The older maid scolded.

"Sister Chun'er, I know, but haven't arrived in Xinzheng yet?" The maid named Dong'er stuck out her tongue and said silly.

"From the moment we left Handan, we have arrived in Qin State. It's fine to forget about other things, but this matter cannot tolerate you being fooled by it, because it is not only related to our life and death, but also to the safety of Zhao State. If you see the flaws by the Qin people, you will be blamed for your death." Chun'er scolded sternly.

"I understand." Dong'er said aggrievedly.

"And you, don't think I'm too strict. I would rather let you hate me at this time than have a day when the Qin people saw the flaws and gave me my life in vain." Chun'er said to the three people, and finally set her eyes on the protagonist Xuenn.

She is still at ease with the Snow Girl.

The coldness of the snow girl itself is the best protective color. This is a girl who refuses others to enter her world. She has long encircled herself into her own world. Distance is her own way of protecting herself.

No matter what the mood of these people were, Xinzheng finally appeared in front of them, and a team of soldiers were already waiting at the north gate of Xinzheng.

Above the city wall, Zinn was watching the convoy coming from the north in the cold wind. It was not until Guo Kai, who was walking out of the first car that Zinnnn turned back to the city tower.

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

"The fire should be smaller, and you should simmer it on low heat at this time." Ying Zheng said with chopsticks turning over the ingredients in the boiling water.

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

A ball of flame was then gathered in the palm of the woman's slender white and tender palms. Then, the flame disappeared without a trace, as if the flame had not existed just now.

"Guo Kai and the others have arrived. Isn't the king really going to see it? That's the Princess of Zhao." Zi Nu asked Ying Zheng.

"What's so good about it? This Princess Zhao is too watery and not worth seeing." Ying Zheng's eyes remained in the boiling pot, as if Princess Zhao was not as good as the mutton in the pot.

"Aren't the king worried that Zhao Yan would bring you an ugly monster?" Zi Nu said with bad intentions.

"You are wrong about this. The person Zhao Yan sent is not only not ugly, but also must be a beauty. He will make a fuss about the identity of this woman, but he will never make any wrong ideas about the appearance of this woman." Ying Zheng replied.

"Wouldn't it be even more a pity for the king to not meet him?"

"I want to see you too, but who made a girl so slim?" Ying Zheng sighed, as if he was quite regretful.

Hearing Ying Zheng's joke, the purple girl couldn't help but blush. Although Ying Zheng didn't say it clearly, how could she not hear it? That was talking about herself.

Thinking of the changes in mood these days, Zi Nu was also a little helpless. Why was she crazy? She should know who Ying Zheng is. It’s just that Ying Zheng gave her an illusion that she forgot that Ying Zheng never belonged to Xinzheng, but to Xianyang.

"Forget it, forget it, I've seen it anyway, I'll leave first, the king and your fire girl wait together to get the meat rotten." The somewhat embarrassed purple girl escaped on the pretext and turned around and left the city tower.

"My name is Yan Lingji, what is the Fire Girl?" Yan Lingji said dissatisfied, and then looked at Ying Zheng again.

"This kind of weird name must be given by you, the king. You can't arrange people out of thin air, and tell others."

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

"The king likes that woman Purple Girl very much?" Yan Lingji said curiously.

"How do you say this?"

"If I hadn't liked it, how could the king accommodate that purple girl so much?" Yan Lingji said to Ying Zheng while controlling the fire.

"Accommodation? This is not a conciliation, it is just a matter of doing it casually." Ying Zheng denied.

"Can I understand this from the king? The king himself doesn't mind doing things that are not too troublesome to him but can make others happy, but if it is too troublesome, it is another situation." Yan Lingji's eyes burned with a flame of wisdom.

"Ha, it turns out that there is something in your mind." Ying Zheng mocked.

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

The so-called fate comes to meet thousands of miles away, but not meet each other without fate.
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