Chapter 3: The Son of Yingzheng, and the Secret of the Clan

"Childe, why don't you wash up first? I have prepared clear water for you. ”

Chu Xia looked at Ying Tongtian's tightly knit brows and said softly.

Ying Tongtian nodded slowly, and hid the winning ticket that he had crossed over with him.

I don't know if there is a chance to go back, if there is a chance to receive the award when I go back, I burst into tears when I win Tongtian.

Standing up, he followed Hatsu through the corridors of the palace to a gorgeous bathroom.

Ying Tongtian took off his clothes and slowly walked into the bath, feeling a comfortable warmth enveloping his whole body, and began to wash carefully.

Hatsu respectfully handed him a towel and combed his long hair.

After washing, Ying Tongtian changed into a gorgeous son's dress, the robe was wide and comfortable, and the fabric was delicate and soft.

He looked at himself in the mirror, and couldn't help but sigh at the appearance and temperament of this ancient son.

The abundance is like jade, the instrument is magnificent, and a pair of deep eyes are shining brightly, revealing intelligence and wit.

Tall and straight, it stands like a mountain, with smooth and elegant lines.

The shoulders are broad and powerful, as if they can hold up a piece of the sky, while the waist is flexible and flexible.

Gentle and elegant, calm and confident, what a handsome and chic and beautiful young man, a good son of the world!

This look is a good one! On par with me!

"Childe, you look a lot more energetic now." Hatsu stood aside and said with a smile.

"Thank you." Ying Tongtian nodded slightly, feeling very warm about the careful care of early summer.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door of the palace.

A group of tall soldiers in armor suddenly appeared in the doorway, walking in unison with a heavy sense of oppression.

Ying Tongtian frowned, looking at the appearance of these soldiers, not knowing what was going on.

"Enlightened son, Your Majesty announces your visit." A guard walked up to Ying Tongtian and bowed down.

"Father announced my visit?" Yingtongtian felt a little puzzled in his heart.

In his memory, he was just an ordinary son, and Yingzheng didn't pay much attention to him.

"Yes, Childe." The guard replied, "Please come with me." ”

Ying Tongtian took a deep breath and followed the guards out of the palace, through the corridor, towards the main hall of the palace.

In the corridor, Ying Tongtian saw many officials and maids of the court.

They saluted him respectfully, and he smiled in response.

"Childe, please come in." Outside the main hall, the guards stopped.

Yingtongtian stepped into the main hall and immediately felt a solemn and majestic atmosphere.

The main hall is decorated with various ornate decorations, and the throne of the King of Qin shines in the center, surrounded by his courtiers and guards.

They all remained solemnly silent, except for the occasional cough from the people on the throne, breaking the silence.

"Your Majesty, the Twelfth Prince has arrived." The courtier whispered.

The man on the throne raised his head, his eyes sharp and deep, as if he could penetrate everything.

He nodded slightly, put down his hand, turned to win Tongtian, and looked at his son with that deep gaze.

This iron-blooded Qin King, his eyes were full of some unknown colors at this time.

"The son knocks to his father." Ying Tongtian knelt in front of Ying Zheng and bowed his head and kowtowed.

Ooh!

This is my cheap dad, King Yingzheng of Qin, the first emperor of the ages!

"Get up." Ying Zheng waved his hand and motioned for Ying Tongtian to get up.

"What is the important matter for my father to summon his sons?" Ying Tongtian stood up obediently, and he looked at Ying Zheng suspiciously.

"Tongtian, do you remember what happened to He's Bi?" Ying Zheng looked at Ying Tongtian and asked slowly.

"The son knows his mistake, and the son touches the Heshi Bi without the permission of his father, and asks his father to punish him."

Yingtongtian's heart moved, and he immediately knelt down.

"Do you remember what happened when you touched He's Bi?"

"Erchen doesn't remember."

"Then do you know what happened to He Shibi after you fell unconscious?" Ying Zheng continued to ask.

"Although the widow usually doesn't pay much attention to the affairs of your brothers, the widow doesn't know much about you."

"Among your brothers, you have always been the most stable one since you were a child, why are you so reckless this time? It's not at all like your usual you. Ying Zheng asked suspiciously.

"The child didn't know that the moment he saw He's Bi, he subconsciously wanted to touch it, as if it was calling me." Ying Tongtian replied helplessly and blankly.

After all, the current Ying Tongtian is no longer the original Ying Tongtian!

He really didn't know under what premise the original owner would be so impulsive to rob Yingzheng's He's Bi!

This is a real tooth extraction!

It's really the memory of his fusion, this part, there is none! What a hell!

"Calling? In this way, He's Bi is destined for you, since you don't know, that's it. ”

"If you feel unwell, or if you have anything to say, you must tell your father in time."

Ying Zheng's eyes were staring at Ying Tongtian tightly, as if he could see through his heart, with a trace of indescribable deep meaning in his eyes, like an abyss.

"Father, the child is fine, thank you for your care."

Ying Tongtian heard Ying Zheng's concern, and a warm current surged in his heart, bowed slightly, and replied respectfully.

"Okay, since you're well, let's go back and rest first."

Ying Tongtian responded by not knowing anything, and Ying Zheng was not interested in continuing to talk, and waved his hand to signal him to step back.

"Yes! Father. ”

"Shadow, keep up with him! Report messages at any time. ”

In the empty hall, Yingzheng's majestic voice sounded, giving orders to the air.

"Yes! Your Majesty. ”

In the darkness, a faint voice came out, and then a faint shadow followed as Ying Tongtian left the direction.

Heaven to heaven!

My little twelve, what secrets are you hiding?

He's been in existence for so many years, no matter who touches it, it's fine, and the same is true for widows!

And as soon as you touch it, it disappears, and as soon as you let go, it reappears, and you say you don't know anything?

It's strange that the widow believes you!

"Call, heh, interesting. Since you don't say it, then your father will have his eyes on you. ”

Ying Zheng looked at the direction of Ying Tongtian's mansion in a daze, and his heart was not calm.

The sudden disappearance of such a large Heshi Bi in his hands was a short moment, but it also aroused his infinite desire, as if it was a lead of a mysterious power, igniting the deep desire in his heart.

That desire is the pursuit of seeking immortals and cultivating immortals, the expectation of the elixir of life, and the hope for the hegemony of the dynasty.

The journey of life is too short, and the dreams and ambitions in his heart are as bright as the stars, which cannot be fully realized in a short period of time.

Returning to the mansion, Ying Tongtian has been immersed in his own thoughts, and has not noticed the shadow that has come with him.