Ying Zheng stood up and didn't look back: "The official who worked the bed also has the cheekiness to call the word false father?" ”

"False father and false father, when it is true, it is also false, isn't this fake also true?"

Chang Yu picked up the wine glass and said unhurriedly, "Come, good son, the false father will come to give you a glass and congratulate his son on his coming-of-age ceremony." ”

Ying Zheng didn't answer, and snorted coldly: "A eunuch, also worthy?" ”

"Haha!"

Chang Yu has been a snake demon for five thousand years, and he is not angry at all, his eyes are black mist, and he said: "Good son, worthy of being the father or not, good son, come, drink this glass of wine." ”

Mere demon magic is not of great use to the emperor who is full of royal energy.

Ying Zheng was not affected in the slightest, and the corners of his mouth hooked a sarcastic arc.

Zhao Ji received Chang Yu's eyes on the side, and when she saw the cup of poisonous wine served, the ghost sent a god to say: "Zheng'er, drink it quickly." ”

Chang Yu smiled cruelly: "Drink quickly." ”

Zhao Ji's voice fell on Ying Zheng's mind like a tongue-gouging pain, he went to see her mother, but saw a very indifferent pink skeleton.

Ying Zheng: "You are not a widow's mother, you are not worthy of being a mother, nor are you worthy of being the queen mother, you are not worthy!" ”

After speaking coldly, he pulled out the Lulu sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Chang Yu Zhao Ji, "Adulterer and adulteress, take your life!" ”

Chang Yu made a lot of calculations, but he didn't expect this emperor to be so obedient.

How could ordinary people react like this when they were sons, how could they say that they would draw their swords when they drew their swords to their mothers, he was so frightened that his nose dilated, his jaw stiffened, and the poisonous wine in his hand fell to the ground, making a gurgling sound.

"Bang-"

Take the wine cup as a command.

The doorman he set up outside heard the signal and rushed over, but he didn't expect to be ambushed and killed by a group of dormant Qin generals before he came in.

Between the swords, guns, swords, and halberds, Chang Yu was pushed away on his back by the royal aura emanating from Ying Zheng's hands, and in a hurry, he could only hold a dagger against Zhao Ji's neck, and a cold light flashed in the snake's pupils, "Stop, come over again, I will kill your mother!" If I plant it for you again, I will say that the son kills the mother, hahahaha. ”

Zhao Ji was held against the dagger by her sweetheart, and her face was full of disbelief: "No, no, I'm your wife, how can you kill me, we still have two children, don't Wei." ”

Chang Yu's eyes were angry, and the dagger took a step closer, "Shut up!" I'm fed up, I'm Chang Yu, not your damn mistress! ”

"No, you are my Buwei, we have been in the same bed for so many years, how could I admit my mistake?"

Chang Yu didn't bother to explain.

He smiled fiercely at Ying Zheng: "You don't know yet, you are a good mother, you gave me two sons who are not human and ghostly, she cruelly abandoned you, and even asked my son to be the king of Qin, how ridiculous?!" ”

"Hahahahaha."

"King Qin, King Qin, what if you were born with an extraordinary life, and what about the difference between you and us, you were abandoned in HD, abandoned by your biological father, abandoned by your biological mother, abandoned by your country, abandoned by your homeland, the world is big, there is no place for you as a wild seed, now that you are the king of Qin, you are still abandoned hahahaha, it's really pitiful, sad and lamentable!"

A tear from the corner of Zhao Ji's eyes smacked to the ground, she looked at Ying Zheng, and the tears splashed, "Zheng'er." ”

Ying Zheng stood in place, his steps were like nails to the ground, and the whole person seemed to have been abandoned even his soul, leaving only a hollow dough.

The black mist on the ground winded around his torso like a needle and thread, this was a scar that he could not smooth out when he was a child, and he always thought that time would smooth it out, but when he dreamed back at midnight, it would flow pus, rot, and stink over and over again.

"Zhao Zheng, you are a wild seed, hahahaha, your father doesn't want you anymore, go to the Qin State to enjoy happiness."

"Your mother is a prostitute, and she was slept with by thousands of people in Zhao, you are a horse slave, and you want to wash the horse corridor for Zhao for the rest of your life, hahahaha, the prince of Qin, it's nothing more than that."

"Zhao Zheng, kneel down quickly, we are going to ride you as a horse, kneel down quickly, kneel down quickly."

"They say you're a wild seed, why?"

"Hahahaha, he is a wild seed, he has the dirtiest blood flowing from him, you smell that he still stinks, I'm afraid there is some epidemic, everyone stay away from him."

The shame of being in HD when he was a child, and the beating and scolding of children throwing stones and branches, made Yingzheng fall into the quagmire of pain, and he was like a beast on a rampage approaching a dead end.

In the black mist, he gritted his teeth and said, "The widow is not a wild seed!" ”

But to no avail, childhood scars can always trap a person's heart.

Seeing that it was effective, Chang Yu gave the dagger to Zhao Ji to hold, "You come, it's going to be done soon, as long as you do it, there will be no more obstacles between us!" ”

Zhao Ji's shoulders tensed, still trembling involuntarily, and the moment she saw him hand the dagger to herself, the moment she understood his intentions, the string in her head trembled.

Chang Yu was still talking, he used the sweetest tone in his life, leaned into her ear and said bewitchingly, "Zhao Shu, you are his mother, you gave him life with your own hands, and you can end his life with your own hands." You could have been. ”

Zhao Ji began to struggle, gritted her teeth and said sharply: "No, don't." Don't kill him! ”

"Why don't you kill him, his life and life are his fixed numbers, and they are all deserved, even if you kill him, you will not have any cause and effect."

He was full of patience, "Zhao Shu, if you don't kill him, will he be able to tolerate our son?" When the time comes, the existence of our two sons will be the shame engraved on his face, the shame engraved on the Qin clan, if you don't kill him, our son will not be able to live. ”

He was stepping on her sore feet.

Zhao Jiru was frying in the oil pan, and the hand holding the dagger kept shaking: "No, no, no, no, he is also my son." ”

Chang Yu looked down at her, with a calm disappointment in her eyes, "Zhao Shu, you are now Mrs. Xiangguo and the daughter-in-law of my Lu family, but because of the son of an ex-husband, you can't bear to put your two sons to death." ”

He lowered his voice softly, with three points of coaxing, "Zhao Shu, as long as our son is the king of Qin, we will be Fan Li and Xi Shi, as you said, boating and swimming in the lake, plowing the fields and weaving, we are far away from the temple and go to the countryside to live, a few years later, the grandson is around the knee, and the descendants are in groups, Zhao Shu, as long as you can get this hand." ”

He held her hand, and pointed the dagger at Yingzheng in the black mist: "Zhao Shu, you have given up on him a few times, what about this time, this is what he deserves, he is the King of Qin, he has already gotten enough." ”

"Woohoo."

Zhao Ji couldn't stop sobbing, her pupils reflected the trapped beast's Yingzheng, like across the crossless River Styx, he stood at this end, his own son was obviously connected to her, but it seemed that he could never touch it.

When did their mother and son come to such a point?

"Zhao Shu! What else are you waiting for?! Kill him, but it's just a son who doesn't like you, you still have two pleasing children, and me, and the cloth life you dream of, don't you want it? Do you really want your two sons to die in front of you? ”

Seeing Zhao Ji's hesitation, he went to the cradle and pinched a little monster with one hand, and asked her hideously, "Zhao Ji, are you the king of Qin to live, or do you want your son to live?" ”

The little monster opened its snake eyes and stuck out its long tongue, and the juice was ticking at its chin: "Hiss-"

Zhao Ji's fat powder was bleak, and when she saw the little monster crying bitterly, like the pain of cutting flesh on her body, she wanted to step forward, but she only clenched the dagger in her hand, "You let go of me!" ”

Chang Yu's subordinates worked harder, staring at King Qin gloomily: "Then kill him!" ”

"I'll kill him." Zhao Ji burst into tears.

She snapped the dagger suddenly, restrained the uncontrollable tremor on her body, and approached Yingzheng step by step.

The black fog around Ying Zheng became thicker and thicker, and the hoops were like layers of iron chains, and Zhao Ji's face was a pain that could not be appealed to words, "Ying Zheng, you are the King of Qin, I am not your mother, and I am not worthy of being your mother, if there is an afterlife, you will be a butcher, I will be a livestock, you will be a knife, and I will be a fish." ”

The butcher's knife is held high.

Zhao Ji closed her eyes, her breathing was painful, and all the hustle and bustle dissipated in her ears, and she returned to the afternoon when she fled in HD.

Xiao Yingzheng was unsteady on the road at that time, Zhao Bing came to search, she hid him in the straw pile and hid together, close to the sharp knife stabbed in front of him, Xiao Yingzheng didn't know what life and death were, after the officers and soldiers left, I saw her crying silently, his little feet stared at her belly, and her milk climbed up: "Mother, I hurt so much, do you hurt." ”

It hurts.

Mother's life, it hurts so much.

"Poof", the dagger sank into his chest, Zhao Ji's fingers couldn't stop shaking, the bloody dagger fell to the ground with a "clang", she knelt down straight, hid her face and cried bitterly.