Zhao Ji pursed her lips and looked at the young king in front of her in horror. She tried to speak, but she couldn't seem to find the words.

"Curious how do I know?" Ying Zheng looked at her, his face was calm, but his eyes were unspeakably hateful.

"A-Niang said that if people don't know, they can't do it unless they do. In this world, it will be mine soon, what else can be hidden from me? ”

As he spoke, Ying Zheng took something to Wang Qian.

A palm-long, two-finger-thick bamboo tube, "take it out and ignite it, and hold it up to the sky." ”

Wang Jian took it and walked out of the hall.

Soon, a sharp whistle sounded outside the hall.

Wang Jian hadn't seen this yet, he just thought it was something like firecrackers, after all, Jiang Anrao had taken them to play. I didn't expect it to be so loud, and I was startled by him.

Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Ji coldly in the house, Wang Jian came back soon, and at the same time, there were four sturdy men, two of whom were holding a child in their hands, the eldest was about three years old, and the younger one was three or four months old.

Ying Zheng stretched out his hand, took the three- or four-month-old child, and held it in his hand. As soon as Zhao Ji saw it, he was about to pounce:

"Don't! You give them back to me! You let them go! ”

It's just that before Zhao Ji got closer, the two people who came in later grabbed their arms and controlled their movements.

"These are your obedient sons, aren't they?" Ying Zheng hugged the child, looked at Zhao Ji and said with a smile.

Zhao Ji's face was pale, and her eyes were full of horror.

She had realized something.

"Don't! King! Please, they're young, they're your brothers! ”

"I have no brothers! My only brother was killed by your adulterer last year on charges of treason! Please be cautious! ”

"No, don't, my lord." Zhao Ji cried and knelt to come over, unable to get close, she paused, and suddenly changed her title, "Zheng'er!" Zheng'er, don't do this, don't kill them! They're still so young, they don't understand anything......"

"Zheng'er, look at me, I'm your mother. You were conceived and given birth by me in October, and my mother was afraid that you would be killed when she was pregnant with you, so from then on, I found a pregnant woman who was close to my month. Just so that when you are born, you can find a child to replace you.

My mother really did her best to let you grow up safely! You were born stronger than the child next to you, and you are also handsome, your mother looks at you, and her heart is about to melt, how can your mother not love you!

Fang Cainiang is just talking angry words, it's really all angry words! You are my mother's favorite son! Zheng'er ......"

Before Ying Zheng could speak, the older child who was brought with him spoke first:

"Nonsense! Queen Mother, Ava is your favorite child! The Queen Mother said it! Have you forgotten the queen mother! ”

He cried and screamed, struggling to pounce on Zhao Ji.

Originally, he came in with another child and saw Zhao Ji, who was in a mess, seemed to be a little frightened, but he was quite quiet and forgot to cry.

It wasn't until he heard Zhao Ji say this that the older child finally relieved himself, and the heart of fighting for his mother's love overcame everything, and he shouted that he was Zhao Ji's favorite son, struggling and crying.

Zhao Ji was originally begging Yingzheng, but when she saw the child crying at this time, she couldn't stand it anymore, and she cried and begged in various ways.

After a long time, seeing that Ying Zheng was unmoved, Zhao Ji stopped crying or begging, and pointed at Ying Zheng's nose again and began to scold!

Ying Zheng looked at her and suddenly sneered.

Turning his head and crouching down, he looked at the older child.

The child cried for a long time, and suddenly saw Zhao Ji crying and scolding, although the person who scolded was Yingzheng, but he was also frightened, and he was staring at his mother in horror at this time.

Ying Zheng squatted down and looked at him at eye level, and the child also looked at Ying Zheng.

"Your name is Ava, isn't it?"

The child blinked and nodded.

"Is she your mother?"

"Hmm!"

When Zhao Ji saw Yingzheng's appearance, she wanted to be choked by the neck, so she stopped.

"Why did Ava say that the queen mother loves you the most? Doesn't she love her brother? ”

"Because the queen mother said, I am my brother! In the future, he will be the king of Qin. ”

The childish voice, like a blade, cut through the sound of the room, making the room silent like an ice cave for a moment!

Ying Zheng seemed to be smiling and glanced at Zhao Ji. Then he turned to Ava and asked:

"But, isn't there already a King of Qin? King Qin is very young, so what do you do King Qin? ”

"The queen mother said that if the king of Qin is dead, I can be the king of Qin!"

"Ava! Don't talk nonsense! Zhao Ji screamed.

Scared the child. But Zhao Ji didn't have the heart to comfort her frightened sons at all. She just looked at Ying Zheng in horror.

Ying Zheng had already gotten up, he looked at Zhao Ji,

"King Qin is dead, is he the King of Qin? So, what if he dies? As he spoke, he gestured with his left hand.

A sturdy man pulling Ava suddenly raised his hand and pulled out a sword of Cold Light Cen Cen!

"Don't!"

Zhao Ji only had time to shout these two words, and Ava's eyes were already wide. The long sword, entering the body from the spleen, piercing the chest! By the time the child fell, it was already a corpse!

"Ahh Zhao Ji cried, but then she heard Ying Zheng speak again.

"Do you want this son, then?" Ying Zheng shook the child in his arms and looked at Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji already understood that he would never be merciful, she struggled, cried, and scolded Yingzheng. But no matter how much she struggled, she could only stand still.

"Since you want him so much, then I'll give him back to you. You go on! ”

Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Ji and gritted his teeth and said, he was about to throw the child out.

Zhao Ji's bedroom is very large, and Yingzheng is nearly ten meters away from Zhao Ji at this time. Ying Zhengzu has a height of 198, and this height plus this distance. If a three- or four-month-old child is thrown out like this and falls on the hard stone floor, then the child will not die, but will also be seriously injured!

"Don't!"

"Zheng'er!"

Two voices rang out almost simultaneously.

Ying Zheng blinked, and the first sound was of course Zhao Ji. The second sound is......

A-Niang......

Ying Zheng's eyes turned to those magical pictures that he could see since he was a child, one of which was Jiang Anrao who stopped at Lema.

"Zheng'er, although you have to cut the grass to the roots, you don't have to do it yourself."

Jiang Anrao whispered to Yingzheng's picture.

"Whether it's Zhao Ji, Yi, or these two children, they don't deserve to let you do it. You are the emperor, and you should not let these things dirty your hands and tarnish your reputation. ”

"Ah Niang ......"

Maybe people will think that he is bloodthirsty and violent when they see Ying Zheng's red eyes, but Jiang Narao can see his sadness and grievances from it. So she said:

"Zheng'er, I know your grievances. In this world, there are mothers who don't care for children, you are just not so lucky to catch up, but don't be afraid, you still have me. ”