Wuxia: I Am the Abandoned Son of the Qin Emperor
2 The Qin Emperor’s Abandoned Son 2

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"Who gave you the courage to stand in front of your father like this?”Ying Zheng's vicious voice made Ying Muwu shiver uncontrollably, but he was immediately stunned.

Father? What the hell was this?

Before he could react, Ying Zheng had already kicked his lower abdomen. Suddenly, he felt a strong force. Then, he only had one thought: F * ck, it was so close. If it was a little lower, he would be finished.

Immediately after, his mind was flooded with mottled fragments that almost drowned him. The pain that pierced through his bones was like a drill that wanted to drill his head open!

He roared, his face ferocious and his eyes bloodshot!

Ying Zheng was startled by his loud roar, and his already gloomy face darkened even more. Just as he was about to draw his sword and kill his son, he found that he had fallen to the ground with a bang.

The Eighteenth Huhai was so frightened that he jumped up and took a few steps back!

Ying Zheng looked at Huhai with some dissatisfaction. His second son had fallen right in front of Huhai. As his younger brother, Huhai should have helped him up, but not only did he not help him up, he even took a step back. This was something that Ying Zheng would never allow!

Moreover, Huhai had told his second son that Mu Wu had taken a young envoy who had just entered the palace into his room. That was why he had run over in such a rage. Now that he had unleashed his anger, his rationality had returned. Ying Zheng was sensitive enough to sense some unknown information.

Although Young Master Muwu was weak and sickly and liked to mess around, he had always respected his father. How could he bring the young emissary into his palace? It should be known that in the harem, other than the queen, there were beauties, lovers, eight sons, seven sons, senior emissaries, and junior emissaries. They were all called wives. Although the young emissary had the lowest position, he was still a concubine. How could a prince touch him? Young Master Muwu would not understand this principle.

Thinking of this, he understood a little. He looked at Huhai with a hint of power!

Huhai fell to his knees with a thud, trembling in fear." Father."”There was even a hint of sobbing in her voice.

Ying Zheng gave a cold snort, then ordered the man in white behind him,"" Ge Nia, send the imperial physician over to give Mu Wu a proper examination. Also..." Ying Zheng turned around and glanced at the woman on the bed. "Give this woman to him as well."

"Take care of yourself." This sentence was directed at the kneeling Madam Hui.

Then, when he walked to Huhai's side, Ying Zheng gave a furious snort and kicked the Eighteen Sons, whom he usually doted on, to the side. He was Ying Zheng, and he would never allow anyone to have any dirt in their eyes, let alone allow his own son to play tricks on him!

Ge Nia also took a glance at Huhai. He had been by Ying Zheng's side for quite some time now, so he was naturally able to react. He also looked at Huhai with a hint of disgust, but he did not show it.

After Ying Zheng left, Huhai immediately stood up and gave a cold snort. He stepped forward and kicked Mu Wu's body, cursing,""You bastard, you're already dead and you still won't let me live in peace!”

"What are you doing! He is your brother!" Madame Hui pounced on Mu Wu and glared at Huhai.

"Tsk, Brother Wang? Don't flatter yourself. He's just a good-for-nothing.”Huhai laughed and left!

"Muwu, wake up, wake up! Don't scare mother, don't scare mother, I beg you.”Madam Hui supported Mu Wu's body as tears streamed down her face. She was extremely disappointed and even angry at Mu Wu's ridiculous behavior. However, when Mu Wu stood in front of her, everything disappeared. All that was left was her heartache for her son.

The woman on the bed also put on a simple dress and jumped off the bed. Together with Madam Hui, they carried Mu Wu onto the bed. They waited for the arrival of the imperial physician.

Ling Die looked at the man on the bed. Even though he had made her want to kill him yesterday, the man's subconscious action of trying to cover himself with the blanket after he woke up had quietly opened her heart for this man.

Ying Muwu had a dream. In the dream, he was the eighteen-year-old son of the Emperor of Qin, Ying Zheng. His mother was a maid of Ying Zheng's mother, Lady Zhao. On the night when Lady Zhao was expelled, Ying Zheng was drunk and dragged his mother over to solve the Emperor's personal problem. Then, he was born.

For some reason, he was born weak and sickly. He was not good at literature or martial arts. He was no different from a good-for-nothing. All he did every day was flirt with palace maids. Alright, for some reason, he upgraded the palace maids to his father's concubines. The result was self-evident. He almost reported to the King of Hell.

Fortunately, he managed to escape with his life.

Mu Wu thought that he was dreaming, but when he woke up, he saw the young envoy called Ling Die lying on his bed, who was also Ying Zheng's concubine. He stretched out his hand and looked at his thin arm that was almost as thick as Huhai's arm, and the room that was decorated in ancient times.

He was stunned. He closed his eyes and opened them again, but there was still no change. Only then did he realize that he was indeed not dreaming. He had transmigrated and become the second son of Emperor Qin, Ying Zheng's son, Mu Wu, the useless son who only knew how to flirt with palace maids since he was young.

"What the f * ck is going on?”Mu Wu muttered.

He had only drunk a little. Even if he had bad intentions towards a girl in the same trade, wasn't it an attempted attempt? He wasn't even sentenced for attempted murder, so why was he suddenly banished to 2,000 years ago?

How could a weak university student like him survive in this cruel era? Not to mention walking up to the peak of his life, ascending to the throne, reforming Great Qin, and unifying the world for thousands of generations. It was already good enough that he could keep his life.

Ding!

The system and the host are compatible. The host is welcome to activate the Machete God System.

A sweet voice sounded in Mu Wu's mind.

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