I, Great Qin's Third Prince! (Please give me the data!)
Thirty-three years ago.
It had been seven years since the Qin Emperor, Ying Zheng, unified the world and proclaimed himself emperor.
Ever since Ying Zheng unified the world and proclaimed himself emperor, the war in the Central Plains had been extinguished, and the people of Great Qin had been living and working in peace and contentment!
However, there were many undercurrents that were eyeing Great Qin's world.
Inside, the First Emperor Ying Zheng's health was deteriorating day by day, and the eighteenth prince, Huhai, and the eldest son, Fusu, were secretly determined to become the Crown Prince!
In addition, the Xiongnu in the north intended to take over the Central Plains and become the overlord. The remnants of the six countries gathered together, wanting to overthrow Great Qin!
Chaos was about to erupt!
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At dawn.
Not long after the sun rose from the east.
At the northern corner of Xianyang City.
"It's been three days. Do you think the Third Prince has hit his head silly?”
"It's possible."
"Didn't the Imperial Physician diagnose that the Third Prince might be as silly as a three year old child in the future?”
"What a pity, the Third Prince is so handsome and has yet to marry.”
In the verdant and luxurious courtyard, two beautiful palace maids looked at the handsome young man sitting under the pavilion with pity.
The young man was dressed in the black robe of the Great Qin royal family. He had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. His hair was like a knife, and his handsome face was firm but gentle.
He was a graceful young master.
The Third Prince that the palace maid was referring to was the First Emperor's third son, Great Qin's Third Prince, Ying Zifeng.
Three days ago, Ying Zifeng had been knocked unconscious by a rock that had hit his head while he was playing around. After he woke up, he would often talk nonsense and was diagnosed by the imperial doctor as having a mental illness. In the future, he might only be able to live like a crazy person for the rest of his life.
Ying Zifeng listened to the whispers in his ears, but he didn't get angry.
Her eyes were dull as if she was in a daze. However, after the palace maid finished speaking, her eyes flashed with a strange light.
Ying Zifeng sighed in his heart.
He, Zhao Feng, was originally a young man of the twenty-first century. He was about to enter society.
However!
For some reason, he was hit by luck when he was playing basketball with his classmates.
When he woke up, he found himself in the Great Qin Empire that had existed for more than 2,000 years.
Not only that, but he also became the third son of the Qin Emperor, Ying Zheng, and the Third Prince of Great Qin.
If one were to say that it was fate, not only was Ying Zifeng the same age as him, but even his appearance was exactly the same. He was handsome and elegant, and he had also been hit in the head.
It was like a person!
It had been three days.
After being crazy for three days, Ying Zifeng had already accepted this identity.
"What nonsense. Such a melodramatic incident actually happened to me.”
Ying Zifeng rubbed his aching skull.
He no longer believed in science.
Due to his strange actions three days ago, everyone in Great Qin, from the Ancestral Dragon Father to the commoners, thought that he had gone crazy.
"Your Highness, it's time for breakfast."
Just as Ying Zifeng was lost in his thoughts, a palace maid's voice sounded in his ears.
"Put it down!"
Ying Zifeng returned to his senses and glanced at his breakfast.
The two palace maids looked at Ying Zifeng with stunned expressions.
Ying Zifeng slightly raised his eyebrows and glanced at the two of them as he teased them.
"What's wrong?"
"Do you think I'm so stupid that I don't even know how to eat?”
Hearing this, the two palace maids immediately understood. Ying Zifeng had heard everything they had whispered just now, and their faces instantly turned pale. They looked terrified, and they immediately knelt down after putting down their breakfast.
"Your Highness, this servant was spouting nonsense just now. Please spare my life.”
Ying Zifeng casually waved his hand.
"I'll let you off this time. Get up.”
The two palace maids heaved a sigh of relief. They slowly stood up and looked at their young master strangely.
He wasn't as crazy as the rumors said.
What was going on?
Could it be that he had recovered?
As they thought about it, their gazes became strange.
Ignoring the palace maid's gaze, Ying Zifeng looked at the delicacies in front of him and lost his appetite.
How could he have any appetite?
This year was the thirty-third year of the First Emperor. In four years, his father, the Ancestral Dragon, would pass away. When Huhai ascended the throne, the Ying royal family would be wiped out by him and the Zhao experts. It would be a narrow escape.
Even if he pretended to be crazy and escaped from Huhai, in the future, that bastard Huhai would directly ruin the empire and let Xiang Yu and Liu Bang destroy Great Qin. He might not be able to escape!
Thinking about this, Ying Zifeng had a headache.
He couldn't let such a thing develop!
Ying Zifeng's eyes sparkled as he began to plan.
He wanted to control Great Qin and become an Emperor that had never appeared since ancient times and would never appear again.
However, he was unable to do so!
He was in an awkward situation.
He was neither the eldest son nor the most beloved.
There was no one in the court to assist him. Fusu had the support of the Meng Clan. Huhai was also deeply loved by his father, Ancestral Dragon, so he had Zhao Gao, the eunuch, to plan for him.
As for him, he had nothing.
There was only one identity.
My father is the Ancestral Dragon.
"What should we do?"
Ying Zifeng didn't know whether he should fight for the position of Crown Prince or leave the palace to build a force and wait for an opportunity.
With his current status, fighting for the position of Crown Prince was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
Leaving the palace to establish a force would definitely work, but it would take too long, and there might be changes!
What should he do?
Ying Zifeng rubbed his chin.
However, at this moment!
A cold mechanical voice sounded in his mind.
Ding! Host detected.
Binding to Madman's system.
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