His gaze swept across the area.
The Iron Eagle Swordsman had already rushed out, heading straight for the direction of the arrow rain.
"Kill them!"
"Leave him alive!"
"Assassinate His Majesty and implicate nine families!"
“……”
Amidst the roars.
Ying Zheng suddenly sneered.
"Ha!"
"Interesting!"
He sheathed his sword.
He looked around.
"Imperial Father, are you injured?"
"Be careful, Your Majesty."
"Men! Catch the assassin!"
“……”
The princes, ministers, and generals all rushed out.
He looked at these people.
Ying Zheng smiled.
His smile was full of mockery.
"Get lost!"
"In this world, who can hurt me?"
With a cold face, he flicked his sleeves and turned around.
He sat on the wide dragon throne and frowned as he pinched the beard on his chin.
His eyes.
Flicker.
"Plop!"
Fu Su knelt on the ground with a thud.
"Father…"
"Your son…"
"Eh!"
He didn't even have time to apologize.
There was a whistling sound.
A piece of dried meat suddenly flew over and smashed into his face.
Instantly!
Fu Su rolled his eyes.
He fainted.
"Hmm?"
Countless people turned around.
Meng Yi, who was standing beside Mu Han, was holding a stack of dried meat and looking at everyone foolishly.
"Ah, this…"
"No…I didn't throw it."
Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes and gave him a glance.
His gaze swept across the large recliner.
Mu Han opened his mouth to eat the preserved fruit that the maid had fed him.
The corner of his eyes twitched.
There was no doubt.
It was this youngest son who did it.
But…
"Meng Yi! How dare you!"
Ying Zheng scolded with a dark face.
Plop!
Meng Yi's face fell. He looked at Mu Han, who seemed to be indifferent, and knelt on the spot.
"Your Majesty, I…I…"
He held it in for a long time.
Finally, he lowered his head.
"I didn't do it on purpose!"
？？？
The corners of Ying Zheng's mouth twitched.
Mu Han held his forehead with his hand.
Meng Tian's face was filled with despair.
This good-for-nothing.
He…
"Men! Capture Meng Yi!"
Ying Zheng growled with a dark face.
He swept his gaze across.
His gaze swept past Li Si, Zhao Gao, and the Moon Goddess.
In the end.
It landed on Huhai and the other princes.
He did not speak.
He just looked at them quietly.
His eyes were filled with pressure.
Huhai and the others opened their mouths but couldn't say a word.
Ying Zheng smiled coldly.
"Let's go!"
"Return to the palace!"
A cold voice sounded.
He didn't even look at the ministers and princes.
He turned around and boarded the imperial carriage, leaving with an indifferent expression.
？？？
Young Master Rong Lu, Young Master Gao, and Huhai were all dumbfounded.
This f * cking…
What was going on?
Why would the Emperor have such a reaction?
Shouldn't he be furious and investigate everything?
In the end, he left just like that?
"Awoo ~~~~"
Mu Han suddenly yawned and stood up.
When he passed by Huhai and the others, he couldn't help but mutter,""Some people think they are smart.
In fact, the entire Xianyang was being watched by Imperial Father.
Deceive? To build a plank road in the open and secretly build a warehouse in the dark? It doesn't exist."
"Tsk!"
"Childish!"
"Go back and wash your P shares clean. Enter the palace yourself and kneel in front of Imperial Father.”
He sneered.
He left with three maids.
The faces of Huhai and the others darkened.
"What does he mean?"
"Even Imperial Father saw it?"
"So…"
"Hiss!"
The princes 'faces instantly turned pale.
It was as if he had seen a ghost.
At the side.
Zhao Gao glanced at them coldly.
Finally, her gaze fell on Mu Han's back as he walked away.
His expression gradually became serious.
"Young Master Muhan…"
"So you're the smartest one.”
However, he still could not understand.
Why was Ying Zheng's attitude towards him so strange?
It was very strange.
The other upper echelons of the empire were also deep in thought.
Young Master Mu Han.
This was the first time he had truly entered their line of sight!
……
……
Qin Shi Huang's bedroom.
Ying Zheng was sitting in front of a table, dealing with government affairs.
Mu Han was lying on the large recliner beside him, eating preserved fruits one by one.
Below.
Young Master Huhai, Young Master Gao, Young Master Rong Lu, and the other brothers knelt on the cold floor.
She looked at Mu Han, who was stuffing himself with food.
Everyone's expression was extremely ugly.
This bastard!
I'm waiting here on my knees, and you're eating it? Not only that, but you're even smacking your lips!
Damn it!
Time passed.
Ying Zheng had finally finished all his official duties.
He raised his head.
"Heh."
"Are you all kneeling?"
He smiled coldly.
His gaze swept past Huhai and the others.
His entire face was hidden in the darkness, and his emotions could not be seen clearly.
But Huhai and the others.
However, he could clearly feel a cold aura lingering around his body.
In an instant.
They were all tightly clamped together.
"Pa!"
Ying Zheng threw the vermilion script onto the table, letting out a clear sound.
He slowly stood up.
"Han 'er, zhen is hungry."
He suddenly looked at Mu Han.
Mu Han lay on the newly made chair and did not even raise his head.
"You're hungry. Then Imperial Father is here to eat some dried meat.”
Ying Zheng walked over happily.
He picked up the dried meat from the pottery plate and took two bites.
She sat beside him.
"Han 'er, how do you think we should deal with your brothers?" he asked, pointing at Huhai and the others.”
"Ding dong!"
"Ying Zheng asked for your opinion, so you can express your opinion.”
Mu Han did not even raise his head.
"Kill them all!"
Four words.
Driven by the tender voice, it resounded throughout the entire palace.
It was like a cold wind.
Huhai and the others felt a bone-chilling coldness!
The votes.
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