Yingzhu returned to the palace, the candles in the palace were lit, and he walked in alone.

Sitting at the table, he took out the medicine box in his arms and placed it on the table.

With a calm face, he glanced at the pillbox.

"Someone."

It's like the sound of the wind, but it's not the sound of the wind.

A figure appeared in the corner of the palace.

"Take this box and test it."

The man bowed quietly, stepped forward, went through the pill box, and left the temple.

About half a pillar of incense had passed, and the man walked back again.

"My lord, I've tested it."

Yingzhu closed his eyes and didn't open them, but just asked, "How?" ”

"Back to the king." The man was holding a box, and there was a medicine missing on it: "It's a nourishing foreign prescription, and the doctor said that the effect of the medicine should be good." ”

"Huh?" Yingzhu chuckled: "It seems that it is really Zichu's filial piety?" ”

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"Well, bring the medicine." Yingzhu beckoned.

The man returned the pill to him and got up to leave.

Yingzhu looked at the medicine and groaned for a while.

It seems that I am too careful.

Shaking his head as if helplessly, he took out a pill and put it in his mouth.

Get up and go to bed.

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On the second day of the night banquet in the palace, such news came from the palace.

Until death, and during the mourning period, he died in the dormitory, and after the doctor's examination, he said that he was too sad, and he was weak, and his blood attacked his heart.

Too sad, bloody and heart-wrenching?

How weird, but it is so, An Guojun did not have the slightest abnormality before he died, and even the palace guards had no clues.

As for Yingzi Chu's medicine, except for the palace guards, no one knows about it at all.

What will the palace guards say?

They won't.

They will only be loyal to the King of Qin or the heir of the King of Qin, and now that An Guojun, who was supposed to be the King of Qin, is dead, Yingzi Chu should be the object of their allegiance.

What's more, Yingzhu is dead, and without his body to compare, no one can explain what is wrong with the tonic with a weak temperament.

When Gu Nan learned the news from Ying Zheng's mouth, he didn't say much and nodded quietly.

She may know something, when she left, she saw Yingzi Chu.

There is no peace in the city of Xianyang.

However, more than a month, two generations of Qin kings died.

No one could sit still, and there was a bit of turmoil in the discussion.

But the turmoil didn't last long.

The country should not be without a king for a long time, not to mention that the country is now uneasy, and the young son Chu who should have been mourned was succeeded to the throne under the advice of the minister.

The day before Yingzi Chu succeeded to the throne of Qin, I heard that someone said that he stayed in the palace of his biological mother Xia Ji for a day.

After returning to the palace, Lü Buwei paid a visit, and no one knew what they talked about between the two.

I only know that on that day, he followed the will of the first prince and pardoned sinners and rewarded his relatives.

Later, he named Lü Buwei as Xiangbang, and then Wen Xinhou, Xia Ji as the Empress Dowager Xia, and Mrs. Huayang as the Empress Dowager Huayang.

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"Sha..."

One stepped on the fallen leaves and made a soft noise.

Ying Zichu was wearing an ordinary robe, standing in front of the door of Wu Anjun's mansion, looking at the door of the mansion in a daze.

I don't know what I'm thinking.

Another fallen leaf fell from a nearby tree, and he sighed softly, and instead of stepping forward to knock on the door, he lowered his eyes and turned to leave.

"Hey."

A voice stopped him.

He stopped and turned around, Gu Nan was leaning against the door, looking at him.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Gu Nan turned his head sideways.

"It's all here, don't you want to sit down?"

Yingzi Chu was stunned for a while, laughed out loud, and laughed tiredly: "Now, you should be the only one who dares to talk to me like this." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and walked towards Wu Anjun's mansion.

"Bring me some wine, I want to drink some."

"I'm sorry, I'm quitting, there's no alcohol in the house."

“···”

"Then water..."

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Gu Nan held the pot.

The cold water was poured into the cup, and Ying Zichu picked up the cup, as if he was drinking, and drank the cold water in one gulp.

Gu Nan didn't add anything to him, but added a cup to himself.

Ying Zichu picked up the pot and poured it for herself.

Holding the cup in front of him, Gu Nan glanced at Yingzi Chu: "I really didn't expect that the son who visited the Qinglou back then would become the king of Qin like this." ”

“···”

didn't speak for a while, Ying Zichu took a sip of water, and on the days of winter, the cold water entered his throat, making people's hearts chill.

After a long time, he smiled and spoke.

"I didn't expect that either."

Gu Nan propped himself on the table with one hand, looked sideways at the air, and the clouds were leisurely.

"I thought you would kill Lü Buwei."

Yingzi Chu pursed his mouth and shook his head: "Lu Buwei is my benefactor, if you kill him, it will only chill the hearts of the ministers." ”

"Moreover, on the day of my succession, he had a long talk with me. There are several chapters of the law, and it does not involve military politics and does not hold military power. After all, he is just a businessman seeking wealth and power, and I will not touch him until he has not acted unsubdued. ”

The Wu'an Jun's Mansion at noon was quiet.

I could only hear the rustle of the leaves, and it seemed that time had slowed down.

Ying Zichu was silent for a moment and asked, "Do you know, how did my father die?" ”

In fact, he knew in his heart that on that day, Gu Nan watched him stay.

Gu Nan didn't deny it, and nodded slightly: "Maybe you know." ”

Ying Zichu raised his eyes, grinned and said, "You're not afraid that I will kill people?" ”

He looked at Gu Nan, Gu Nan looked back at him, and finally, he looked away unnaturally.

Gu Nan said aloud: "I'll treat you as a Yingyiren." ”

When I was a winky person...

Ying Zichu lowered his head and looked at the cup in his hand, where the water reflected his face.

The teenager is long gone.

"Brother Gu, what do you think, what kind of person should I be?"

His voice was deep and no longer powerful.

The shadows of the trees on the ground shook, and Gu Nan said softly.

"Poor man."

"Hahaha, poor man." Ying Zichu seemed to have stopped the funniest joke in the world, laughed loudly, and laughed like crazy.

"I am now the king of Qin, and I am in charge of nearly half of the world's male soldiers, how can I be a poor person?"

Laughing and laughing, his laughter slowly stopped until he couldn't laugh anymore.

There was a sharp cough.

The smile on his face faded, and only a gloomy remainder remained.

He lowered his head and looked at the table in a daze.

"Poor ······"