Lu Qing is just eight years old this year, born in pink carving, white and lovely, and looks very much like Lu Buwei, when Lu Buwei's wife Zhen brought him over, this child was looking around with two big eyes, without the slightest stage fright. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Not bad! But there are some guts, come and come, come alone! ”

Ying Zheng's face showed a hint of playfulness, and he beckoned to Lu Qing in the hall. Lu Qing smiled, and wanted to break free from Zhen's hand and run to the platform, in his eyes, the one above was a kind big brother, and his father used to coax him to eat on that platform, so Lu Qing had no other concept at all, just wanted to run up and play.

Zhen was a little at a loss, only to see her holding Lu Qing's arm tightly, and turned her eyes for help to Lu Buwei, wanting to get some help from him.

"The king, the dog is ignorant, I'm afraid it will ruin the king's Yaxing, why don't you add a seat at the end, what do you think?"

"Hey~ Why bother with that effort, Lu Qing, come here!"

Ying Zheng waved his hand and patted him lightly, Zhao Gao next to him was full of eyesight, understood what Ying Zheng meant, and hurriedly pouted his ass and ran off the stage, dragged Lu Qing twice, did not move, and looked, Zhen next to him was pitifully dragging it.

"Let go, don't you dare to disobey."

For the sake of being more familiar in the past, Zhao Gao didn't give Zhen's face, after all, he was specially sent to the palace by Lu Buwei at the beginning, although he is now completely devoted to Yingzheng, but this favor is still there.

Zhen was completely out of idea at this time, looked up at Lu Buwei, and then at Zhao Gao, and had no choice but to let go, Lu Qing didn't feel the weirdness of the scene at all, in his eyes, it was a very happy thing to be able to sit down and eat next to his big brother.

"Okay, don't hold it, open the table!"

Ying Zheng said a few words casually, and then stopped paying attention to the ministers below, only to see him gently touch Lu Qing's head, and said warmly: "Eat whatever you like, don't scruple." ”

"Yes!"

How could Lu Qing have other thoughts, there was something delicious, and he could eat it openly, which was a very happy thing for an eight-year-old child, but he still glanced at Lu Buwei quietly, and when he saw his father's gloomy face and did not speak, his heart suddenly became worried, but after all, he was a child's heart, and he couldn't stand the temptation of food, so he secretly ate it one bite at a time.

The dishes on the table Ying Zheng didn't move, just watched Lu Qing eat there with a smile, it was hard to imagine that he was really taking care of Lu Qing like his brother!

But the following Lu Buwei couldn't stand it anymore, and he didn't calculate that Yingzheng actually came to this trick, Lu Qing was the substitute he prepared, as long as Yingzheng drank the bowl of soup, he could casually weave an identity for Lu Qing and send it to the palace, where with Zhao Ji's support, Lu Qing would have the opportunity to touch the throne of King Qin. But now, that bowl of soup has been served to Lu Qing's hand, and he will drink it in the next second!

"There are assassins!"

can't wait any longer, if you wait any longer, this son of your own will be gone, Chang Yu's poison is not something that anyone can solve, especially this time, in order to prevent accidents, the poison chosen by Lu Buwei can't even solve Chang Yu himself.

I heard a loud click on the roof, and the assassin in a thick linen coat staggered his palms and fell from the sky, seeing that his target was Yingzheng on the stage!

"There are assassins! Quick, protect the king! ”

Zhao Gao's reaction was quite fast, maybe he had been holding it back since he came in from the beginning, he knew the truth in his heart, there was no good banquet, there was no good banquet, if something really happened, it would be strange.

Although he was mentally prepared, but it was really at the juncture, his legs and stomach were also tendoned, and Zhao Gao was also loyal, I saw him pinching the throat of the male duck and blocking the front of Yingzheng and the assassin, and before he could say a few bold words, he was kicked out by the assassin.

Ying Zheng took advantage of Zhao Gao's buffer to shrink back, and then stood up, with force under his feet, overturning the table and blocking it in front of him!

The assassin's originally clumsy body was standing straight at the moment, only to see him pressing down with one hand to catch the table that Ying Zheng had flipped over, his right hand leaning forward, the cold light flashing on his fingertips, and he was wearing a pair of sharp claws!

Seeing that the assassin was about to kill Ying Zheng on the spot with one claw, but saw Ying Zheng lift Lu Qing in front of him, if the assassin caught it now, Ying Zheng would die on the spot, but Lu Qing would definitely die in front of Ying Zheng! No way! At this critical juncture, the assassin paused obviously, his fingertips shrunk, and he stopped abruptly in front of the tip of Lu Qing's nose.

Where did Lu Qing, an eight-year-old child, see that he grew his mouth in horror, with food in his mouth, and his eyes were full of tears, and he was completely frightened.

The assassin's moves were old, and he wanted to attack again, but he was blocked by Lu Qing, and there was no way to continue to assassinate Yingzheng under the rat trap, and at this moment, he heard the wind behind him, the assassin was in danger, and his backhand was a blow, and he heard the sound of a bell, and the bronze claws collided with several cases, and Montaigne stepped back more than a dozen steps with a few cases in both hands, so that he could stabilize his position.

Seeing the clear fist marks on the copper surface of several cases, Montaigne couldn't help but be shocked, this guy has a lot of strength!

At this moment, the black-armored guards had already frantically poured in, and the cold Changge stabbed at the assassins on the stage one after another, and Ying Zheng had already hid behind Ying Shuo's body with Lu Qing in his arms.

I saw that the assassin rushed left and right, as if he wanted to break through, but as long as he paid a little attention, it was not difficult to find that he was actually gradually moving closer to Yingzheng. As Lü Buwei's last resort, the Assassin understood his mission, and the moment he appeared, it was already decided that he would die here today, regardless of whether the assassination was successful or not.

Ying Shuo drew the sword at his waist and blocked it in front of Ying Zheng, only to see that the assassin suddenly changed direction and killed in his direction with all his might, not caring about the attack behind him! The left and right guards couldn't keep him for a while, and they really let him rush over.

"Roar!"

Ying Shuo roared, turned the bronze sword at his waist into a short stick, and swept and slashed to cover all in front of him. Look at the assassin again, he didn't mean to dodge at all, he would rather be injured himself than go around to Yingzheng!

The bronze sword pierced through his shoulder without any resistance, and the bronze claws also tightly clasped Ying Shuo's throat, and the assassin's fingertips shrank and took a belt, and Ying Shuo's throat was immediately opened a big hole, and blood gushed out like a fountain! Yingshuo was hit hard, but he still widened his eyes and opened his arms, like a hen guarding her cubs, blocking Yingzheng behind him! (To be continued.) )