Wang Mengjie didn't even pay attention to what he said. She only saw that Qin Shihuang could touch her, so she reached out to touch him and directly passed through him?! She was so frightened that she immediately stretched out her hand.
She couldn't hear his answer and didn't dare to look at him. She could only guess again,"I couldn't tell if it was like Jay Chou's concert where Teresa Teng was resurrected, but it was actually a 3D image!”
Wang Mengjie asked in a panic. She allowed him to help her up. When she stood up straight, she realized that her leg was no longer in pain. Wang Mengjie let go of him, and her eyes were filled with panic. She nodded heavily, confirming her guess of the 3D image.
Qin Shihuang's long and narrow phoenix eyes revealed a cold light as he said,""What strange things are you saying? You people dare to dig up my grave and come here for sightseeing. I'll turn you all into terracotta soldiers. Fortunately, this place hasn't been dug up yet, but it's not much different.”
Hearing Qin Shihuang's words, Wang Mengjie's hair stood on end. She had completely given up on the fact that he was a 3D image because that conjecture could not explain all of this. The skull pattern, the sudden recovery of the wound, and the terracotta army. It was so simple and easy to say. A tyrant was a tyrant. If he couldn't run, he had to run. Wang Mengjie thought about it and did so. Moreover, she had used the fastest speed in her life. In the end, she had only run a few steps when she was pulled back by a powerful hand. I immediately cried and begged," Please let me go. I'm not the one who dug your grave. I'm just here to take a look. No, I'm here to burn paper money for you!"”
Qin Shihuang was in a good mood when he saw Wang Mengjie fleeing like a lab rat. He wanted to tease her and said in an extremely teasing voice,""You little girl are quite clever, but do you think this one lacks your paper money?”
Wang Mengjie immediately knelt down and kowtowed, saying,""Long live our emperor!" She no longer cared about the program team or any special event. If it was true and she disobeyed him, she might really be turned into a terracotta soldier. Wang Mengjie's panicked heart made it impossible for her to think too much about it. Moreover, the pressure from Qin Shihuang made Wang Mengjie feel afraid. It made her instinctively feel that this was the temperament of a dragon among men, not something that ordinary people could have.
"En, not bad, you know the rules. Let me tell you, you people can't touch me, but I can touch everything. As for the reason, you can go back and ask the caster.”Qin Shihuang's tone was much gentler and more casual when he said this.
Wang Mengjie heaved a sigh of relief when she heard his gentler tone. She looked up at him. She was too frightened to look at him, but now, Wang Mengjie was really attracted to him. He had dashing eyebrows, a pair of classic eyes, a high nose, and a face that seemed to have been cut by a knife. He was a true masculine handsome man. Wang Mengjie did not expect herself to be smitten at this critical moment! He murmured,"Guo Moruo, Sima Qian, Wei Liao, you all say he's ugly, but where's your sense of beauty?"!”
Qin Shihuang looked at Wang Mengjie and said something he didn't understand. He frowned slightly and said,""You're saying strange things again."
Qin Shihuang's frown pulled Wang Mengjie back from her thoughts. She immediately lowered her head with a red face and asked,""I heard that you were over fifty when you died. Why do you look so young now? And he's so handsome?"
As expected, this was an era where looks were the most important. When one saw a handsome man, they would forget about these bizarre encounters. Their hearts, which were on the verge of being scared to death, also felt a little better.
Qin Shihuang raised his eyebrows, his eyes filled with ridicule. There was indeed a faint smile on his face as he said,"What's wrong? Any objections? I was at this age when I cast the spell. How dare you publicly profane my beauty?”Qin Shihuang also guessed what Wang Mengjie meant. It seemed like Guo Moruo, Sima Qian, and Wei Liao all said that he was ugly.
Wang Mengjie raised her head and saw his expression. She didn't know how to describe him other than the word 'demon'. She lowered her head and said in a panic,""No, no, what objections can I have? Moreover, I'm not blaspheming. I'm just admiring it. Your Majesty, I'm still kneeling here.”
Wang Mengjie would never have thought that she was so good at bootlicking. She was usually very quiet. Indeed, some of her special talents were forced out.
Qin Shihuang looked down at Wang Mengjie and thought," This little girl was quite interesting, and her words were much smoother. She couldn't help but smile and say,"Rise."
It was a pity that Wang Mengjie kept her head down and didn't dare to look at Qin Shihuang. Otherwise, she would definitely be smitten again. After hearing Qin Shihuang's words, Wang Mengjie stood up and observed her surroundings. She was surprised to find that she was lost. She didn't know where to run to even if she wanted to. Thinking about how Qin Shihuang had found so many people to bury her with so that she wouldn't be alone underground! He couldn't possibly want me to stay, right? He looked at Qin Shihuang warily and asked,"You already have so many people accompanying you. You don't need me, right?”
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