Xianyang Palace.
In the First Emperor's bedroom.
Li Si, Zhao Gao, Meng Yi, Meng Tian, Wang Jian, Zhang Han, etc.
A group of civil and military officials anxiously waited outside the palace.
"Creak!"
The palace gates opened.
A white-bearded imperial physician walked out of the door.
Everyone quickly went up to greet him,"Imperial Physician."”
"How is His Majesty?"
Facing everyone's questions.
The old imperial physician nodded, then shook his head gently.
"Your Majesty, you work day and night on state affairs."
"My body has become ill from overwork. It has long left a root cause in my body."
"This time, the anger attacked the heart and triggered an old illness, causing the blood to accumulate in the chest.”
"I've already dredged it out. His Majesty has already woken up.”
"It's just that my body is still weak and needs to recuperate for a few days.”
After he finished speaking, the old imperial physician took his leave.
At this moment, a voice came from the door.
"His Majesty needs to recuperate and cannot be disturbed.”
"Milords, please return."
The ministers looked at the tightly shut palace doors.
They could only retreat.
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In the Imperial Palace.
The ministers left the First Emperor's bedchamber.
They immediately split into two teams.
The first group was led by Li Si and Zhao Gao.
The other group was led by Meng Yi and Meng Tian.
At this moment.
Li Si strode forward with his head held high.
Zhao Gao was half a body behind him.
Behind them were several civil and military officials.
Li Si said.
"This matter is at this critical juncture.”
"It's not good news."
"The Prime Minister is right," Zhao Gao agreed.”
"Now that many factions are ready to move, if we learn of this news again.”
"I'm afraid…"
Li Si nodded.
"You must seal the news and not let it leak.”
"Lord Zhao, I'll leave this matter to you.”
Zhao Gao nodded.
Li Si suddenly changed the topic.
"The news must be sealed."
"But we still have to inform those who need to be informed as soon as possible.”
Hmm?
Zhao Gao was stunned.
He looked at Li Si and saw him spit out a few words.
"Young Master Huhai!"
Zhao Gao nodded.
A look of agreement appeared on his face.
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Zhao Manor.
Zhao Gao returned to the mansion.
He sat in the hall, deep in thought.
This time, His Majesty suddenly vomited blood and fainted.
The imperial physician said that his body had become ill from overwork and needed to recuperate…
Thinking of this, Zhao Gao's expression changed.""Men!"
"Leader, what are your orders?" A member of the Network came in from outside the door.”
"Go and invite the eighteenth young master over…" Zhao Gao said.
At the same time.
Young Master Fu Su was also hurriedly invited into the Meng Residence.
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Xianyang Palace.
Ying Zheng's bedroom.
On the dragon couch.
Ying Zheng's face was no longer as dignified as before.
What replaced it was a pale and haggard look.
"Ha! I am indeed old."
Ying Zheng half-sat on the dragon's back and laughed at himself.
Ge Nia shook his head.”
"This is the time when dragons and tigers are strong.”
Ying Zheng also shook his head.
"Sword Saint, you don't have to comfort me."
"I naturally know my body.”
"I'm afraid…He won't be able to hold on for long…"
Speaking up to this point, Ying Zheng's eyes turned hollow.
Ge Nia hurriedly said,"Your Majesty will live for a hundred years…"
Ying Zheng smiled lightly, waved his hand and interrupted Ge Nia,""No worries!"
"Everyone has the cycle of birth, aging, illness, and death.”
"I'm not an immortal, so I can't avoid it.”
Speaking up to this point, Ying Zheng suddenly thought of the cultivation realm that Ge Nia had mentioned a few days ago.
Land Deity!
Three hundred years of life.
Although he yearned for it.
However, Ying Zheng also knew that it was just an illusion to him.
In the bedroom, the two of them were speechless.
At this moment, the guard's voice came from outside the door.""Your Majesty!"
"Young Master Fusu and Young Master Huhai request an audience.”
"Oh?" Ying Zheng's spirits were lifted.
Although he was weak at the moment, he didn't want to be disturbed.
But this was only for outsiders.
At this moment, Fu Su and Huhai arrived.
Instead, it made Ying Zheng feel much better.
After all, the most desired thing on the sickbed was kinship.
"Let them in."
A moment later, two figures entered the bedroom.
One of them had a jade-like face and an extraordinary aura.
It was the Eldest Young Master, Fu Su.
One of them had a delicate face and sharp eyebrows.
It was the current 18th prince, Hu Hai.
"Your son greets Imperial Father!"
Fusu and Huhai knelt in front of the dragon couch.
Ying Zheng reached out his hand and helped them up.
"Everyone, get up."
After the two of them stood still, Huhai said,""Father."
"This child has a request, please grant it, Imperial Father.”
"Oh?" Ying Zheng was rather surprised.
" What plea?"
Huhai's face turned serious as he said,"
"Your son requests to lead the army to attack the Nong and Mo families!”
Hearing this, a smile appeared on Ying Zheng's face.
But he still pretended to be puzzled and asked,"Why?"”
Huhai continued,"The rebellious forces of the Mohists and the Peasants must be eradicated.”
"Now that Imperial Father is ill, Hai 'er will naturally share Imperial Father's worries.”
"Imperial Father, please allow it!"
His words made Ying Zheng smile.
Even Ge Nia couldn't help but nod.
It was no wonder that this child was so deeply favored by His Majesty.
On the other hand, Fu Su was much more wooden.
He only looked at Ying Zheng with a worried expression.
He worried about Ying Zheng's health from time to time.
In Ying Zheng's palace, the atmosphere was harmonious and harmonious.
After a long time, Fu Su and Hu Hai took their leave.
The smile on Ying Zheng's face slowly faded.
"Ge Nia!"
"Please speak, Your Majesty." Ge Nia bowed.
"Tell me, why didn't I see any other young masters this time?" asked Ying Zheng coldly.”
Hearing this, Gai Nie choked and could not answer.
Everyone knew that Young Master Fusu had the support of the Meng family.
Li Si and Zhao Gao stood behind Young Master Huhai.
As for the other young masters, they were like rootless duckweeds.
No one paid attention to it, and no one asked.
"This…"
Gai Nie hesitated and did not dare to speak.
It was not suitable for him to get involved in such royal matters.
Seeing this.
Ying Zheng snorted.
"I haven't died yet, but these fellows are already impatiently lining up.”
Ge Nie could only smile awkwardly.
After a while, Ying Zheng asked again. "Ge Nia."
"Who do you think is most suitable to inherit the throne among the many young masters?”
"I don't know." Ge Nia's reply was very straightforward.
Firstly, he never left the palace.
Other than teaching swordsmanship.
He had only heard a little about the deeds of many young masters.
He naturally wouldn't comment on things he didn't understand.
Secondly, in his eyes, none of these young masters could compare to one person.
However, it was unknown whether this person was alive or dead.
Ge Nia remained silent, but Ying Zheng had noticed it.
After a while, Ying Zheng sighed.
"I also know that this is the time to consider these things.”
"It's too unfair to him.”
"But I know my own body.”
"I can't wait much longer."
"And now…"
Ying Zheng paused halfway through his sentence.
After a long time.
A long sigh sounded in the bedroom!
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