Yi Yingzheng is located on the palace, listening to the changes outside, the shouting outside, he has experienced too many changes in his life, his face is still calm, but his spirit is not as good as day by day, obviously the temperature is extremely low, but his forehead is full of beads of sweat.

There is a pill beside him, the pill is abnormally round, exuding a peculiar medicinal fragrance, this is the pill that Xu Fu of the Yin and Yang family refines for him every day by his side, Ying Zheng took the pill in his hand, but at this time he was extremely calm, he obviously smelled the unusual medicine in this pill, he finally knew why the pill exerted its medicinal power in the past few days is getting shorter and shorter, and his tired time is increasing day by day, the most suitable description is that he is often half asleep and half awake.

The hand holding the pill stopped, Ying Zheng slammed the pill to the ground, today he decided to sober up, but even such a small action seemed to exhaust all his strength, he was finally old, and now he could finally think about how to arrange the empire and his inheritance when he left.

With a crisp squeak, a shadow in the empty hall slowly approached Yingzheng, and he finally saw the figure slowly approaching him, Zhao Gao, who was wearing a red-clothed official robe, came to the hall, and there were only two people in the hall.

The sound of heavy footsteps slowly disappeared in the hall, and Zhao Gao stopped, his toes just touching the pill that was thrown on the ground by Ying Zheng.

Zhao Gao bowed down and took the pill in his hand, gently wiped the dust off the surface, looked at Ying Zheng in the distance, looked directly at Ying Zheng's eyes, and even rose slightly, which was unimaginable in the past, and it was even more disrespectful, but at this time, Zhao Gao's eyes no longer had a respectful meaning in his eyes.

"The servant presents the elixir to His Majesty."

Zhao Gao took a few steps forward and spread out his hands, the pill was even more dazzling under the illumination of the lamp, exuding a charming brilliance.

Ying Zheng shook his head and looked at Zhao Gao, he was no longer the Zhao Gao he knew, now he seemed to know everything, it turned out that the Yin and Yang family and Zhao Gao were the participants in this incident.

The atmosphere between the two was a little weird, they were slaves and ministers, and this relationship had lasted for decades, Ying Zheng sat on the high chair, his back was straight, and he had a majesty, he looked at Zhao Gao and said, "Why?" ”

Zhao Gao thought for a moment and said, "No why? Because the slave has been by His Majesty's side since the Zhao Kingdom, and he knows His Majesty's temperament best, I think that after His Majesty returns, he will not let a person who once knew many of His Majesty's secrets remain in the world, and this person holds great power. ”

Ying Zheng didn't speak again, and the fireworks of the ever-bright lantern beside him dragged his shadow for an extremely long time.

"Actually, Zhao Gaoda can clear the traitorous party outside, and then come in when His Majesty returns to heaven, but Zhao Gao has been with His Majesty for decades, and the person who accompanied him when His Majesty left should be me."

Zhao Gao stepped forward again, he held the elixir tightly in his hand, his face twitched slightly, and even a little excited, the elixir refined by Yunzhongjun Xu Fu melted in Ying Zheng's mouth again, and flowed down his throat into his stomach.

Zhao Gao leaned over and began to sort out the clothes on Ying Zheng's body, he was extremely careful or careful to smooth out the folds on his clothes, he had done this kind of thing many times, but he had never done it since he served as the commander of the CRRC.

The confused Ying Zheng has long lost his perception of the surrounding environment.

When Zhao Gao finished all this, before coming to the desk, he was very familiar with holding a bright yellow scroll under the desk in his hand, of course Zhao Gao knew what this was, this was the edict of Yingzheng, and it was the last announcement left to this empire, or the legacy.

Everyone knows that Zhao Gao is powerful in the Qin Empire, since he knew that Ying Zheng began to prepare the edict, he didn't know how many times he wanted to steal the edict, or just take a look, now he has a lot of time to read, and his heart is calm.

The silk thread on the edict was thrown to the ground by Zhao Gao at will, Zhao Gao looked at the various notices written inside, and smiled contemptuously when he stayed on the edict to kill Zhao Gao, he was very glad that his rebellion was very glad of his great rebellion, and Yingzheng would not let him go after all.

Another footstep came from outside the hall, and a slightly younger figure appeared in front of the hall, Zhao Gao looked at the shadow of the person, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face, that person was Hu Hai is his disciple.

"Your Majesty is asleep."

Zhao Gao looked at Hu Hai and said.

Hu Hai looked at his father on the high seat, and felt a little relaxed in his heart, no matter how many means Hu Hai used, he didn't dare to face his father after all, and he didn't dare to face Yingzheng, and then he noticed the edict of Zhao Gao.

Zhao Gao shook his head and looked at Hu Hai, "It's not you." ”

Everyone knows what this means, the heir of Yingzheng is the biggest thing that determines the future of the empire, and the heir is not Hu Hai, so there is only one person, Fusu, the eldest son of Qin.

Hu Hai felt a little chill in his heart, and there was some sourness, no matter how much he was favored by Yingzheng, it was just another illusion among the ministers and hundreds of officials, and there was only one person that Yingzheng had always loved, and that was Fusu, Fusu on the northern border.

The edict is not a problem, and it is not a problem as to whose name is written on the edict, that is, even people's hearts can be faked, and what in this world cannot be faked?

The written edict was gradually burned into ashes on the ever-bright lamp in front of the hall, and at the end of the ashes, the Qin text with the word Fusu dissipated in the air, except for Ying Zheng, Zhao Gao and Hu Hai, perhaps no one knew what was written on the edict.

Zhao Gao looked at Yingzheng, who was lifeless on the high seat.

"Your Majesty has gone."

A flat voice came out of Zhao Gao's mouth, as if the dead were just an ordinary person, a person who had nothing to do with him.

......

......

Zhao Gao always felt that something seemed to be missing? He looked around.

Hu Hai looked at Zhao Gao's changes and was a little puzzled.

Zhao Gao stepped forward again and came to Ying Zheng, looked at the clothes he had arranged before, suddenly lifted the wide clothes, and looked at the empty embroidery thread, there was no shadow of the sword, the sword was naturally the number one Tianwen on the sword spectrum, this famous sword has always been in Ying Zheng's hands, and the sword has never left his body, but now Tianwen is gone.

Did Yingzheng hide him, or did he .......

Zhao Gao was a little anxious, because that sword was not an ordinary sword, but an emperor's sword, this sword could also represent a lot of meanings at the same time, if it was obtained by the opponent, it would cause a lot of trouble, and he had never liked trouble.

"Leave Zhang Han behind."

Zhao Gao ordered.