Inside the main hall of the Qin Palace.

"Father, father, wake up, do you open your eyes and see if Zheng'er is okay?" Ying Zheng knelt in front of Yiren's bed, the king of Qin on the bed had passed away, "Father, wake up。。。。。。 ”

"Zheng'er, don't be sad. Your father will not be at ease if you do this. Zhao Ji patted Ying Zheng's shoulder.

Ying Zheng wiped away his tears, looked at Zhao Ji and the palace people around him, a trace of imperceptible disgust flashed in his eyes, how could he not understand what these people were thinking: he Ying Zheng was still young, and now that the King of Qin was over, if he inherited the throne, his mother concubine who "thought about him" would definitely use this as an excuse to become regent, and he might become a puppet king.

"Hmph" Ying Zheng snorted coldly, waved his hand and knocked off Zhao Ji's hand on his shoulder, looked at his father nostalgically, and turned to leave. Father, your wish, Zheng'er, will be fulfilled.

If he didn't go out to breathe, he would be suffocated by these disgusting turbidities.

The Qin palace was full of gongs and drums, and everywhere was filled with an air of joy, and the grief caused by the death of King Qin seemed to have been dissipated. Today is the day of the new king's accession to the throne.

Ying Zheng stood at the top of the palace in a dragon robe, looking at the busy palace people at his feet, the court dancer of Yingge Yan Dance, he didn't have the slightest joy, he was going to be bound soon.

I looked into the distance to see the scenery outside the palace, but I only saw the cold palace walls. Listening quietly, he seemed to hear the commotion in the streets: some people fighting over a little vegetable or a broken egg, someone whispering softly in front of the fence in the shade, someone 。。。。。。 There is laughter and crying, this is the life he yearns for, and it is the place of his dreams.

All of this was really completely insulated from him, at least until he ruled the world.

"King, why are you still here? The enthronement ceremony is about to begin, so please come with me. The palace people knelt in front of Ying Zheng, with a little disdain in their eyes, this proton who was born in Zhao State, could it be that he couldn't find the main hall.

Ying Zheng came back to his senses, but he didn't know what the palace people were thinking. One last glance outside the city gate, from today on, he must be a cold-blooded and ruthless person, because in this way he will not have weaknesses, so that he will not be defeated and easily taken advantage of. Ignoring the palace people kneeling in front of him, he left on his own.

Dissatisfied with Yingzheng's direct departure, the palace people muttered softly: "Hmph, what are you dragging, sooner or later you will be a puppet king." He dusted off his clothes and got up to keep up with Ying Zheng, but when he turned around, Ying Zheng was staring at him.

The palace man was so frightened that he sat on the ground: "Big, king, I... I...... Ying Zheng squatted down expressionlessly: "Puppet king, is it?" "No, no, the king, listen to me, the slave deserves to die, beg the king to spare his life."

"You yourself said you deserved to die, how can this king spare you, right?" Ying Zheng swept a bloodthirsty smile at the corner of his mouth, and reached out to choke the throat of the palace man. Because of the relationship between martial arts since childhood, the power of Ying Zheng must not be underestimated.

"You, you bastard who doesn't know your father, years... is young, poop, so bloodthirsty, he must be a faint king, a faint king. The palace man roared. Ying Zheng smiled coldly: "Life is so cheap, what is the pity of dying." "As soon as I tried my best, the palace people lost their breath.

"It's so childish," Ying Zheng clapped his hands and stood up, with that bright smile again, "I actually lost my temper with such a despicable person, heh." ”

When I was young, I was so bloodthirsty, hum, bloodthirsty because I was born in the emperor's family, and if I don't kill people, people will kill me; Kill people, kill you, because you have provoked me, the minister, what kind of system. Is it wrong to want to protect yourself and maintain your dignity?