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A eunuch-like man came up, stood beside Gu Nan and whispered, "General, King Qin invites you to go up."
Gu Nan was taken aback.
Sitting at the side, Wang Jian also looked at the eunuch suspiciously, and reminded Gu Nan: "Since it is what King Qin said, let's go."
Gu Nan nodded and bowed to the eunuch: "Thank you, I'll go up."
The eunuch hastily took half a step back: "General, let's go, I dare not accept the general's ceremony."
After finishing speaking, he pulled himself up and made a gesture of invitation in front of Gu Nan.
Taking Gu Nan to the stairs, the eunuch did not continue to follow, but let Gu Nan go up alone.
Unlike the noise downstairs, the upstairs is quiet, and Gu Nan will make a muffled echo when he steps on the stairs.
Walking up the stairs, only Ying Zheng was sitting there alone on the pavilion, with a small fire lit beside him, and a few court ladies standing on both sides, playing a soft tune. He looked at the lights and people under the attic, as if in a daze.
Maybe because he heard footsteps behind him, Ying Zheng turned his head and looked at Gu Nan: "Mr. Gu is here."
"Your Majesty." Gu Nan saluted.
Ying Zheng sat there, looking a little lonely. He lost his father in his early years, but his mother was obsessed with pleasure, which shamed his family and country. The feeling of driving away my biological mother with my own hands will never be very good.
"Your Majesty, what are you looking at?"
Gu Nan stood behind Ying Zhengdi.
"The widow is looking at the widow's Xianyang, which is very beautiful."
As Ying Zheng said, a somewhat heavy smile appeared on his face.
Gu Nan followed Ying Zheng's gaze, and indeed, the lights were bright.
"It won't go away, it's here."
Ying Zheng murmured and asked suddenly.
"Mr. Gu, you won't leave the widow, will you?"
Ask very carefully, as if begging.
Gu Nan looked under the pavilion and laughed: "I'm the imperial guard, how do I leave?"
Ying Zheng seemed relieved and smiled slightly.
"That's right, Mr. Wang is the imperial guard, and he is not allowed to leave."
The two looked at Xianyang in the night from above the pavilion.
Suddenly, Ying Zheng seemed to remember something, and looked at Gu Nan with a smile.
"Mister said that he promised to give me something on the day of my coronation, sir, did you forget?"
After being told by Ying Zheng, Gu Nan also remembered that there was such a thing, many years ago.
He hasn't forgotten it yet, he has a really good memory.
He smiled wryly: "What is your majesty thinking about?"
"Ok."
Ying Zheng smiled lightly and said, "I've heard Sister Huaxian once say that she taught Mr. Yiwu."
He took a box from the table.
"I want to see how the master is doing."
After speaking, gently open the box.
There was a white dress in the box, and the pure white material was embroidered with exquisite patterns. After looking carefully, I found that the pattern embroidered on it was the beautiful mountains and rivers.
"I have never seen my husband wear a skirt, so I will give it to my husband today."
Ying Zheng looked at Gu Nan.
"Give me a dance, sir."
Gu Nan's face darkened, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Your Majesty, how about another one?"
"For example, sword dancing?"
Ying Zheng put down the box, and made a "disappointed" expression: "But the master taught me that a gentleman can never catch up with a word, hey."
Gu Nan felt as if he heard the sound of something breaking, and touched his nails.
Gritting his teeth.
Finally, he sighed and bowed down: "I understand."
The disappointment on Ying Zheng's face disappeared in an instant, and he smiled and looked at the few court ladies beside him.
"Come here, take Mr. to change clothes."
The palace maid took Gu Nan and left, after about half a stick of incense.
There was the sound of light footsteps above the attic. Ying Zheng looked there expectantly, but then froze in place.
The person who came was wearing a pure white dress, and the white clothes were dusty.
The man removed his cold and fierce armor, revealing his original face.
With sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, light lips and bright teeth, his face seemed to be a little reddish, which made the heroic spirit a little charming.
There are a few strands of long black hair, falling on the clothes and hanging down gently, walking gently, as if standing on the waves.
There is nothing wrong with it, it does not seem to be the beauty of the world, it seems like a banished fairy.
Ying Zheng stared blankly, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Until Gu Nan coughed uncomfortably, and the corners of his eyes cramped a bit: "Your Majesty, it's almost there, are you alright?"
"Ah." Ying Zheng came back to his senses, but he couldn't bear to look away, and said softly, "Let's be happy."
The voice was very soft, as if afraid of disturbing the beauty.
"Mr." Ying Zheng made a gesture of invitation to the high platform outside the attic.
Will there be a public execution
Did I offend this kid there? Gu Nan looked at the high platform outside the attic with a sullen face. If she stood there, the people below could also see it.
Taking a deep breath, he thought to himself.
Forget it, it's over as soon as you close your eyes and open them.
Above the pavilion, there was the curling sound of the zither palace, and the ministers of His Highness who were having a banquet raised their heads suspiciously.
But he saw a woman in white walking out slowly, and as she walked out slowly, His Highness's voice gradually faded away.
The woman was like a person who was out of the world, standing under the cool moonlight, amidst the flickering lights.
There was silence in the hall, and there was no more sound.
It's as if everything is frozen at this moment.
The music lingered on the beams, and the woman danced lightly with the music, her sleeves were turned upside down, her skirts were fluttering, and everything seemed indescribably beautiful, like a fairyland.
Everyone was immersed in it, and so was Ying Zheng.
Sitting in the pavilion, looking at the woman dancing with moonlight lights outside, her eyes were blurred.
Until the end of the song, the beauty retreated, and there was still no sound for a long time in the palace.
A person's wine glass fell from his hand and fell to the ground, and the wine splashed all over the floor, waking everyone up.
People raised their heads to look for the woman again, but there was no one there.
Only one person was heard, asking gently: "Who is that woman?"