Ying Zheng shook his head: "The regent is the regent, I don't want to, the more I think about it, the more upset I become." "I simply sneaked out of the palace.

Riding a horse and wandering around the market, he glanced impatiently at the "tail" behind him and followed him.

"If you like it, I'll let you follow me." Ying Zheng smiled evilly, and with a wave of the horsewhip, he sped up, and the people hurriedly let go of the fast horses and gathered together. This is a normal little thing for them: none of the young masters of those royal families and nobles are not flying on horseback like this.

The few people who were following behind saw that Yingzheng had accelerated their horses, and they also hurriedly followed, but it was impossible for them to catch up with Yingzheng in such a busy street market without riding horses. The leader saw that he couldn't catch up, so he waved his hand and went back to his life.

The person at the head is named Jiang Yi, and he is Lü Buwei's loyal walk... Forehead... Subordinate, after everyone left, he looked at the direction in which Yingzheng left, and whispered: "Qin Wangzheng, hum, you can't escape today." "Retreat to a no-man's corner," Lin Xing. ”

"Yes." A young man dressed in black wore a half-section mask, and he couldn't see his true appearance, but it could be seen from his high nose, two thin and moderate lips and a graceful jaw that he was a handsome young man, but his voice was clear and indifferent, like a killing machine, and he knelt down on one knee in front of Jiang Yi, waiting for orders.

"Kill Yingzheng, I'll give you freedom and help you... Detoxification. ”

Hearing this, the young man known as Lin Xing trembled imperceptibly: "Yes." ”

"Dear King Qin, I hope you will be satisfied with this gift." Jiang Yi raised a sneer and left slowly.

Ying Zheng drove his horse all the way to the suburbs, thinking about the helpless appearance of those "tails", he couldn't help laughing. got off the horse and patted the horse's head: "Hanlong, when did you say we would be able to come out and play easily, but those people are really a bunch of stupid people, compare speed with you, right?" Hanlong lightly arched Gong Yingzheng with his head, expressing his satisfaction with Yingzheng's praise, and buried his head and ate grass.

"It's strange that you guys are here today, you don't touch these weeds on weekdays, why are you so happy to eat today?"

Ying Zheng walked to the side of the stream, the stream water was crystal clear, the fish frolicked, picked up a handful of water and tasted it, it was so sweet. In the end, it is a child's heart, Ying Zheng took off his shoes and jumped into the stream, caught the fish, the group of fish deftly shuttled between his fingers, and as soon as he slipped, Ying Zheng sat in the water with a "plop", and he was not annoyed, but laughed.

After a long time, Ying Zheng was a little tired of playing, went ashore, fell into the grass, pulled a grass in his mouth, and his immature but handsome little face was full of happiness and joy.

What King Qin, what Lu Buwei, what the world, the throne, this moment seems to have nothing to do with him.

He looked at the sky, it was an ethereal and clear blue, a few white clouds were scattered, in this world, his favorite was the clouds, pure, clean and free.

Cloud? Oh, Ying Zheng's mind suddenly appeared with a stubborn and delicate little face of his age. Changing his posture, Ying Zheng sat up with the grassroots in his mouth: "It's been a few years since I thought about it, I don't know if that little girl named Tang Yun has grown a little bit in kung fu, is she still thinking about how to kill me?" ”

"Of course I'm thinking about how to kill you every day," a chilling sword aura swept towards Ying Zheng.