I, the Prince of Qin

　　The picture of the fantasy tree being cut down was clearly introduced to everyone's eyes, and the instruments in the imaginary submersible vehicle all showed that the fantasy tree had been cut down.

　　Although this world called Daqin still exists, it has not been corrected by the disappearance of the fantasy tree, but after careful analysis, it no longer belongs to this place, it was established under the interference of alien gods, and other Lost Belts, and There are so-called "Loss Belts" competing in pan-human history.

　　This is already an independent world, an independent "pan-human history".

　　Lixiang is no stranger to this phenomenon.Originally at the sixth singularity, Camelot City, with the help of Mo Zhe, got rid of the influence of the Burning of Humanity, and even left the domination of Gaia and Alaya, and became an independent city-state world. A free stance, participating in the final battle against the Demon King.

　　Mo Zhe has a close relationship with Daqin. What he was able to do at the beginning might be related to what Daqin is doing now.

　　Now that the fantasy tree has been cut down, Chaldea and Daqin actually no longer have any form of hostile relationship.

　　...Theoretically, this is the case, but little Da Vinci always felt that his own side was more hostile to the Daqin world?

　　"Hehe...hehe...it's not bad...I heard that the first emperor is a super beautiful woman, and her status is noble. If you marry her, you will have less struggle for several lifetimes...A man's psychology is not incomprehensible...hehe Haha..." Li Xiang twitched the corners of her mouth, her empty pupils were dull, she just kept smiling.

　　"Calm down...calm down...it's not like this happened once or twice...I can get used to it...so calm down...hehe...hehehe..." Love Song, who was once again led by others, eyes A deep.

　　Tiamat has risen from the sea of ​​imaginary numbers and has returned to the size of an ordinary human, but there are many fireflies-like halos around her, surrounding her.These are the projections of her and Mo Zhe's daughters from the imaginary high-latitude space to the real world.

　　Tiamat looked at the two dead fish-eyed girls in front of him, and tilted his head for unknown reasons: (Isn't it a good thing that my husband is getting married, what's the matter with you?)

　　"You don't think there's anything wrong with re-reading your sentence yourself—!?"

　　"Thousands of people who already have thousands of children are not qualified to say this, hurry up and get rough—!"

　　"Are you laughing at us as a victor? Yes! It must be! This world is so malicious!! Why is my color green!"

　　"Obviously I came first! Why is this-"

　　"Nonsense, it's me first!"

　　"I go first!"

　　Just when the losers in Chaldea fell into an ugly match of exposing their scars to each other, Mo Zhe accompanied the First Emperor and was playing chess in the Epang Palace.

　　"Ah, I made a mistake, this move doesn't count, start all over again." Shi Huang stuck out his tongue and picked up the stone that had fallen on the chessboard, about to be rude.

　　Mo Zhe was speechless. Seeing that he was about to win, but was cheated and turned over, he had to protest: "Hey!"

　　"I'm a human being, of course people can make mistakes, and of course they can go back on it!" Since the last battle on the Great Wall, the self-proclaimed self-proclaimed emperor Shi Huang and Mo Zhe had when getting along with each other gradually changed from "Zhen" to "I".

　　What followed was a cliff-like fall in moral integrity, regretted playing chess, not knowing what had been promised, and even learned to stay in bed!

　　Seeing the other side happily relied on cheating to win, and showed a bright smile without the slightest guilt, Mo Zhe could only shake his head while twitching his lips.

　　As the Son of Heaven, the First Emperor has a strong commitment to the responsibility of the family and the country. Any mistake in decision-making may cost thousands of Li people their lives.

　　What a burden that is!

　　All along, with such a heavy burden on her shoulders, no one can tell if she is really happy in her heart, even if she doesn't see it on the surface.

　　Now in front of me, I can finally let go of everything. It's like trying to get back the easy and happy life that I lost in the past. There is no bottom line for how willful it is.

　　"You've already lost eleven sets, you can't do it, come again!" She was still talking sarcastically.

　　How can you win a game against someone who can rely on his strength to eat, but he has to cheat!You tell me how to win! ?

　　Mo Zhe cleaned up the chessboard full of depression, looked at the white and slender fingers of the First Emperor, and placed the white chess piece carelessly in the center (in ancient Go, white chess came first).

　　"That..." Mo Zhe had no choice but to continue to accompany her, but in doubt, he had to ask: "Do you really want to... marry me?"

　　"Why, do you prefer cheating?" Shi Huang looked up at him with interest.

　　Mo Zhe suddenly didn't know what to say.

　　"Get down quickly, no matter how much you think about it, you won't lose!" While urging Mo Zhe to settle down, the First Emperor said: "Last time we met, I said that if you can beat me, it's not impossible to think about it. to you myself."

　　Seeing what Mo Zhe wanted to say, she raised her hand and pressed it, and then said, "At that time, I was still the emperor's position, and you were not joking."

　　Mo Zhe was silent. To be honest, this matter still feels very unreal until now.

　　Just like a poor ghost, although he dreams of becoming a billionaire, but when he does, he will first suspect that he is still dreaming.

　　But Mo Zhe was not a person who was so greedy that he forgot his basic ethics.

　　"Although you said that, it's your lifelong event after all. If... I mean, if you just fulfill your promise, it's not really necessary..." Mo Zhe didn't know that when he said these words, it was What kind of mood, but I feel that I can't help but say.

　　The First Emperor stopped his fingers, two verdant jade fingers, weighing the pieces like this, and stopped in mid-air.

　　"You... don't like me?"

　　"No, no!" Mo Zhe rushed out.

　　The First Emperor smiled: "Then do you think that I am a woman who will marry someone I don't like?"

　　Mo Zhe suddenly raised his head and looked at the beautiful woman in front of her, with those bright and clear eyes.In the smile of those eyes, there are little flames beating.

　　The red lips were lightly opened, and the exhalation was like blue: "Is it strange that a woman who has been high all her life, never stood side by side with anyone, and who is lonely and lonely in her heart, falls in love with a man who can truly defeat and conquer herself?"

　　As she spoke, the atmosphere became ambiguous in an instant.

Chapter 427 Chapter [-] My Moon Beauty

　　Mo Zhe quickly calmed down, lest he do anything undignified on the spot.

　　"Cut." The first emperor cut in disappointment.

　　The two continued to play chess.

　　"Then..." Mo Zhe couldn't stand this weird silence, so he continued to find the topic and said, "If we want to officially get married, what kind of position do we have with each other?"

　　This issue is a bit complicated. The main thing is that the first emperor is the emperor of Daqin in this era, and Mo Zhe is the emperor of Daqin in the future. Depending on the situation, the wedding will be held in this era.

　　Getting married is nothing in itself, but what kind of standard, what is the relationship and position between each other... and the time paradox is involved, it is simply a mess.

　　"It was you who conquered me, and of course your marriage is yours." The First Emperor watched Mo Zhe tangled over there with interest.

　　"Then... you are the queen?" Mo Zhe said.

　　"Don't." The first emperor laid down his son leisurely: "Marriage is marriage, husband and wife follow, it's not that complicated. What I originally wanted was an ordinary, same marriage as ordinary people."

　　"But..." Mo Zhe always felt that as the first emperor, it was a bit unreasonable to have no position.

　　"The former emperor became the empress, and in the event of a major national event, did the courtiers listen to you or me?" The First Emperor smiled slyly.

　　Mo Zhe said without hesitation: "Of course it is—" but he couldn't go on, because he suddenly realized that there is no room for two tigers in one mountain, no matter how modest the two sides are, and no matter how consistent they look at issues, they will inevitably encounter differences in some respects, which is inevitable.

　　Between husbands and wives, the parents often bump into each other. If there are issues such as the way of governing the country, the power of jurisdiction, etc., the country will be in chaos at light, and at worst... It may not lead to division.

　　The position of the queen has a pivotal authority. If the person in that position is the former emperor who has great prestige...

　　This kind of thing, history can not give any experience, because no emperor in history has done the feat of getting the previous emperor into the harem.

　　Suddenly realizing this unprecedented feat, Mo Zhe only felt cold sweat all over his body and dry mouth.

　　For the first time, I began to worry about how future history books would write about myself...especially in terms of personal life.

　　And his embarrassment, in the eyes of the first emperor, was like a mirror, and he didn't say it. He just watched with relish and interest, eating melons and eating melons very happily, and he didn't think that he was also one of the parties.

　　Mo Zhe rationalized his messy thoughts and finally understood that the meaning of the first emperor was not just to be an empress, but also to be a concubine... all positions related to political positions are not required. Really, he just wants to be an ordinary person. , to experience an ordinary person's ordinary marriage and love.

　　And more than that... Mo Zhe vaguely had a hunch.

　　Jiang Ziya's words at the beginning resurfaced in my heart, and they lingered forever.

　　As if trying to grab a dream bubble, Mo Zhe suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand.

　　Skin is smooth and soft.

　　The first emperor cocked his lips and did not withdraw his hand, just looked at Mo Zhe like that.

　　Mo Zhe opened his mouth: "You... can you..."

　　He didn't say anything after that.

　　I dare not ask, because I know that it cannot be changed by simple words.

　　The First Emperor let him hold his hand, grinned, and suddenly sang: "...for the time being, accompanied by the shadow of the moon and generals, the music must be in the spring.

　　I linger on the moon, my dancing is chaotic.

　　Woke up with lovers, scattered after drunk.

　　Eternal knot ruthless travel, looking forward to Miao Yunhan. "

　　Her hair fluttered in the wind, turning into thousands of strands of tenderness.Mo Zhe looked at her rippling eyes and murmured, the last sentence:

　　"'Wandering ruthlessly forever, looking forward to Miao Yunhan'..."

　　……

　　The wedding with the First Emperor was really just as she expected. There were no grand and noble ceremonies, no national-level celebrations and guards of honor, no pomp and circumstance such as ascending the mountain to sacrifice to the sky, celebrating the whole world together, and enjoying the joy of all people.

　　The prisoners in the prison were crying...because there is no customary amnesty.

　　On this day, the Epang Palace was decorated with lanterns. All the officials and soldiers took off their formal attire and wore ordinary clothes. At first glance, it was impossible to tell who was the "adult" and who was the "boss". Everyone is equally happy to talk, and sincerely bless the newlyweds together.

　　Some peasants and peasants who were invited by the First Emperor also traveled all the way to Xianyang City, and under the leadership of the guards, entered the Epang Palace.

　　A little boy and a little girl who followed were not afraid of life, nor did they feel self-deprecating because of the prosperity of Xianyang City and the solemnity of the Epang Palace. They just showed a smile of pure surprise and excitement. Fresh everywhere.

　　Li Xiang and Aige were tied up by Li Shuwen because they planned a terrorist attack. They finally let them go. They drooped their ears together, preparing to turn their grief and anger into appetite, and eat Daqin's food to their fullest.

　　Mo Zhe and Tiamat's daughters, with ethereal gestures, shuttled around like ghosts, ran out to pretend to be ghosts to scare the guests, and then surrounded the First Emperor and called "Little Mommy".The first emperor didn't bother to correct it, so he became one with this group of high-dimensional races.

　　The first emperor wore a red robe and a traditional hijab. He was graceful and beautiful.

　　Mo Zhe was also wearing a matching wedding dress and was in high spirits.

　　The whole process was lively and noisy, and there was a festive atmosphere that Mo Zhe was very familiar with in the past.Daqin generals and Chaldean friends came to toast one by one, and Mo Zhe did it one by one, and he did not deliberately resist the power of alcohol, and he became a little drunk after a while.

　　In a trance, the three brothers Kong Ming, Liu Guanzhang, Han Xin, Meng Tian, ​​Dayi, Bai Qi, Little Da Vinci, Sherlock Holmes, Mustard Hiako, and for some reason, still had a Lolita-like Xiang Yu. , all swayed from the front one by one.

　　There were two sounds of "bang bang" in the distance. Two girls with red hair and golden hair were drunk before the groom, lying on the ground and talking nonsense.

　　Tiamat dragged the two defeated dogs, Lixiang and Aige, out, and a group of people in front of them gathered around again.

　　Curious, gossip about how he caught up with the First Emperor, interested in his own strength and want to challenge... Various people come and go, and most of them, for me, are actually familiar faces. When he was the crown prince, he had already dealt with him.

　　Once again, there was a feeling of confusion in time and space, Mo Zhe finished the ceremony in a daze, and those people still blocked him for drinking. He was finally rescued by the First Emperor and dragged to the inner palace.

　　When the cold wind blew in the corridor outside, Mo Zhejiu finally woke up a lot.

　　Under the moon, the bright red figure was next to him, leaning her gentle and beautiful figure on his body without any precautions.