The night in spring is a little cold. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but Ying Cheng, who has been in a hurry and has never stopped, is already sweating profusely at this time.

Although according to the laws of the Qin State, every city and county will have a curfew, but it is only for ordinary people. The real magnates can still travel, not to mention, Chang'an Jun Yingcheng is the nominal owner of this small city at the moment.

"How much longer?" Ying Cheng wiped the sweat from his neck and asked with a pant.

Since being demoted to this small Chang'an by the feudal monarch, Ying Chengcheng has also given up on himself and indulged in wine every day. As for martial arts, I don't know how long it has been abandoned.

The woman in front of her showed a look of disdain in her eyes, and said with a light snort: "It's coming!" ”

"With this kind of courage, if it weren't for the son of the first king, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the qualifications to let our old Qin family take a look! However, it is also good that only in this way can he become our puppet tool. ”

The woman's eyes showed a hint of greed and pride. As soon as she thought that the Qin family would be able to completely control the Qin State again in the future, and she would be one of the leaders of all this, a wave of blood surged into her heart.

Ying Cheng gritted his teeth, and a look of anger flashed in his eyes.

For the fourth time, this was the fourth time the woman had answered him like this.

I think that at the beginning, he was the second son of the dignified King of Qin, with a noble birth, and he enjoyed endless glory and wealth. The ministers of the court, the relatives of the kings and grandchildren, which did not treat him politely.

Tonight, however, it is only a woman who can humiliate him in this way. It can be described as extremely aggrieved.

In my heart, the self-esteem that had been silent for an unknown amount of time faintly showed signs of recovery again.

It's just that, now, under the eaves, I have to bow my head. His own life is still in the hands of others, and he can only let it go.

However, Ying Chengcheng knew that since it was the owner of this woman who wanted to see him, he must have asked for it. Or rather, to be useful to her master.

Thinking of this, Ying Cheng's heart was a little calmer. In this world, I am not afraid that you will be used, and the most fearful thing is that you are not even qualified to be used.

Finally, after another moment or so, the woman finally stopped. With Ying Cheng, he slowly walked into a small courtyard.

Ying Chengcheng looked at the courtyard and the faintly visible city wall, and scolded without a secret curse. No wonder he was so far away that he was taken from the west of the city to the east of the city.

However, just as Ying Chengcheng was still looking at the courtyard, the woman in front said impatiently: "Come in, the master wants to see you!" ”

Ying Cheng's hand under his sleeve was slightly clenched, but he put it down weakly. He nodded silently, then lowered his head and followed the woman into the house.

Since Chang'an is a small place, it can't afford to use the ever-bright lights that only Xianyang has, so the light in the house is a little dim. Ying Chengcheng squinted, only to see clearly that there was a person sitting in the hall, and a woman sitting next to the hall.

"Master, Gongzi Cheng Chan has been invited...... the woman knelt down like a slave, and her whole body fell to the ground, extremely respectful.

Ying Chengcheng squinted slightly, and her brows furrowed.

"Please?"

A small word made Ying Chengcheng's heart suddenly feel relieved.

Although the previous woman was extremely rude to herself, looking at her current appearance, she was just a slave after all. Moreover, if she wants to come to her master, she must have something to ask for herself.

However, he is now just the son of the former king, what else can he use except for the so-called king's grandson bloodline?

"Frog!"

Just as Ying Chengcheng lowered her head, thinking about what this so-called "master" would ask her to do, a female voice with a trilling voice sounded.

Ying Chengcheng raised his head suddenly, this voice was very familiar to him!

In the hall, the woman sitting on the side rushed to Ying Chengchan, hugged Ying Cheng Chan fiercely, and cried bitterly.

"Mother......" Ying Chengcheng looked at the woman in front of her, who was already old, and said with some trembling, with tears in her eyes.

"Mother, why are you here? Did you escape from Xianyang Palace? However, wasn't Xianyang Palace already purged by Yingzheng? How did you escape? ”

After the joy, a series of questions followed.

"Xianyang Palace?" Mi Wen chuckled lightly twice, and said with a somewhat gloomy look: "Your mother, as early as four years ago, that little beast had been driven to the tomb of the first king and went to guard the tomb for the first king!" ”

"What! Defend the tomb! Ying Chengcheng snorted softly and said in disbelief.

No wonder Ying Chengcheng doesn't know this, Chang'an is too small and too poor. Not to mention that Miwen was degraded, but he didn't know about many major events in the DPRK and China.

Not only that, Yingzheng also drove the Queen Mother to the side palace. Otherwise, how do you think the Queen Mother died of a violent illness! ”

The hateful gaze in Qi Wen's eyes became more and more serious, and his voice became deeper and lower: "If it weren't for the violent death of the Queen Mother, do you think Wei Fan would fall so quickly?" How could the people of the Chu family turn to Xiong Qi's side. ”

When Ying Chengcheng heard what happened to Mi Wen, a raging anger had already ignited in his chest. More than ten years of hatred almost broke out at this moment.

However, Ying Chengcheng was still deflated after all, and said a little weakly: "But, even so, what can we do? He is now firmly seated on the throne, and we ......"

"Sit on the throne? Not necessarily, I'm afraid! The corners of Qi Wen's already wrinkled mouth curled slightly, and a look of victory flashed in his eyes.

"Hehe, now, Madame can speak?"

At this time, a calm male voice also came from the hall of the room.

"You are?" Ying Chengcheng narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the man in the hall, only feeling a little familiar.

"Hehe, I haven't seen you for a few years, and my son doesn't recognize me?" The man chuckled, got up from his seat, and walked slowly down.

"Baili Jun!"

Through the faint light of the fire, Ying Chengcheng saw the person in front of him clearly and screamed.

"Hehe, it seems that the prince has not forgotten the old minister......" Bai Lijun smiled, and seemed to be very satisfied with Ying Chengcheng's surprised look.

Ying Chengyun frowned lightly, a major minister in the court, privately saw a belittled son of the former king, the meaning of which is already somewhat self-evident.

What's more, he even brought his own mother with him. Even a fool can understand something.

"Grace? Shi Wei? Do you want to coerce me to do so? Ying Chengcheng secretly gritted his teeth and thought.

He is not stupid and is not carried away by the current situation. He knows that even if his mother and son are downtrodden at this moment, at least they are still noble and alive.

However, once he rebels, he will become a puppet in the hands of Baili Jun, and if he loses, he will die of a car split, be removed from the clan, and he will never be able to enjoy the blood of the clan again.

However, if you don't agree, can you survive tonight?

Just when Ying Cheng was thinking about the gains and losses, Mi Wen wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, put on a graceful posture again, and said with a smile: "Of course." ”