Ying Xuan? Do I have such a son?
"Bastard, are you deaf? What are you still standing there for?”
He saw the servant girl standing rooted to the ground like an idiot and not immediately carrying out his orders.
Ying Zheng, who had been holding back his anger for a long time, cursed angrily,""You blind thing, do you want to be exterminated? Since that's the case, I'll grant you your wish! Someone come, Zhao Gao! Zhao Gao! You damn dog, where are you going…"
Before Ying Zheng could finish his words…
The servant girl suddenly knelt on the ground, hugged Ying Zheng's tiger body with both hands, and cried out,"" Young Master, please don't be like this, please don't be like this…"
"I know that you have been wronged in the court today. You were misunderstood and scolded by His Majesty, and he even ordered you to leave Xianyang. But you can't take things too hard and say such treasonous words!”
What?
Young Master?
Suffering grievances?
Traitorous?
What the hell is this!
Ying Zheng's tiger-like eyebrows were furrowed in anger, not knowing whether he was angry or amused.
First, Qin Wangjian, who had followed him for nearly 30 years, disappeared for no reason.
Now, he had met a foolish palace maid who spoke nonsense and had no respect for her status.
How dare she hug my dragon body?
How bold!
Am I in a dream?
How could it be so unreal…
The servant girl was tearful as she sobbed,
"The word 'I' can only be used by His Majesty the Emperor now. Young Master Fusu, although you are His Majesty's eldest son, you cannot call yourself that. This is a big taboo.”
"If an evil person with ulterior motives hears this, they will definitely accuse you of disobeying their superiors and disobeying their superiors in front of His Majesty. At that time, your situation will be even more disadvantageous…"
Fu Su?
She called me Fusu?
How dare she…
In the next second.
Ying Zheng was slightly taken aback.
He seemed to understand what was going on!
"Get lost!"
Ying Zheng pushed the servant girl's body away very roughly.
He did not even have time to put on his shoes and socks as he walked barefoot to the bronze mirror.
When he saw the appearance of the person in the bronze mirror.
Ying Zheng's body trembled as if he had been struck by lightning!
The person in the mirror was his eldest son, Fu Su!
This place was Fu Su's mansion.
"How did this happen? Why am I here, and why am I in Fusu's appearance?”
"Could it be that in order to usurp the throne, that unfilial son used a witchcraft spell behind my back and exchanged our souls?？？”
Ying Zheng was, after all, an emperor of the ages, with a resolute and resolute temperament. He soon recovered from the shock.
He also deduced an explanation that he thought was reasonable.
Witchcraft techniques had been passed down for a long time.
It was the most vicious and filthy evil technique among the people.
Some despicable demons often used such spells to harm people, achieving their unspeakable goals.
It was a spell related to soul swapping.
Ying Zheng had also heard of it.
However, he had never seen it before…
"Unfilial son, if you dare to do anything treasonous with my body, I will not tolerate you!”
After understanding everything.
Ying Zheng clenched his fists subconsciously, his eyes full of killing intent.
For Ying Zheng.
The supreme imperial power was what he valued the most in his life.
No one could touch it.
Not even his own son!
Thinking of this.
Ying Zheng glanced at the servant girl beside him and said in a low voice,"
"You can go down first. I…I'm not feeling well and need to rest for a while.”
After hearing that Fu Su would no longer say such disgraceful words.
The servant girl heaved a sigh of relief.
"Alright, I'll leave now…"
After the servant girl left, Ying Zheng stood in front of the bronze mirror, carefully examining his current body.
He had to admit that the body of a young man was really useful.
It was full of energy and vitality.
Unlike Ying Zheng's own body, which had decayed and lost its energy.
Especially after the age of 40, it was getting worse and worse.
Not to mention pampering the concubines, even his appetite was not the same as before.
Just as Ying Zheng was feeling the comfort brought by his young body…
Dong dong dong!
Outside the house, there was another knock on the door.
And the servant girl's bell-like voice.
"Young Master, Young Master Ying Xuan is here to see you. He is already waiting in the side hall.”
Young Master Ying Xuan?
Who was he?
Is he also my son?
Why can't I remember?
After a long while.
Ying Zheng held his forehead with his hand, finally remembering that he really did have such a son!
Back then, Marquis of Changxin, Lao Ai, had rebelled against his superiors under the protection of Lu Buwei.
He even had an affair with Empress Dowager Zhao Ji and gave birth to two unfilial sons.
Although the young Ying Zheng had easily wiped out Lao Ai's rebels, and even killed those two unfilial sons in front of everyone…
However, the betrayal of his birth mother, Lady Zhao, had always been a thorn in Ying Zheng's heart.
Once, when he was drunk, Ying Zheng accidentally fell in love with Lady Zhao's former maid.
Later, the maid got pregnant and gave birth to a baby boy.
Unfortunately, the delivery did not go smoothly, and the maid died of blood loss.
After Ying Zheng learned of this, he named the child Ying Xuan.
Ying Xuan's mother was once Lady Zhao's maid.
As soon as Ying Zheng saw this child, he recalled his mother's unbearable past.
Under the influence of House of Hatred and Crow, he had thrown Ying Xuan into the Great Government Palace.
He let the Empress Dowager Zhao Ji, who was still imprisoned at that time, take care of him.
Until Zhao Ji passed away.
Ying Zheng had never taken the initiative to meet Ying Xuan.
Time passed.
He had even forgotten that he had such a son.
If it was an ordinary person, how could they forget their own flesh and blood?
I could have been born in a royal family.
He was so cold-blooded and heartless!
"Forget it, go and tell Ying Xuan that I…I'm not feeling well, and I don't want to see him today!”
Ying Zheng closed his eyes slightly and said in a low voice.
With a hint of determination!
In the blink of an eye, eighteen years had passed.
The rebels who had participated in Lao Ai's rebellion back then had also become withered skeletons.
Even his birth mother, Zhao Ji, had been buried in the soil and would never see her again.
However, the towering hatred in Ying Zheng's heart did not diminish at all!
The lucky ones were cured by their childhood.
Unfortunate people spent their entire lives healing their childhood.
The supreme First Emperor was obviously the latter.
When he was young, Ying Zheng was a hostage in the Zhao Country, and he was bullied and threatened by the Zhao people.
If not for his mother, Lady Zhao, who had risked her life to protect him, Ying Zheng would have died in the State of Zhao long ago.
After growing up, the mother and son who had escaped back to the Qin country with great difficulty were once again suspected and looked down upon by the Qin people.
Even his grandmother, Lady Hua Yang, suspected that there was the blood of the old Qin people in Ying Zheng's body!
Helpless and weak, Ying Zheng could only lie in the arms of his mother, Lady Zhao, quietly enduring all kinds of rumors.
The mother and son depended on each other and supported each other.
In Ying Zheng's heart at that time.
Who cares about the flood and rumors outside?
His Amma was his only white moonlight…
However, a rebellion that had been planned for a long time shattered the originally pure white moonlight.
The relationship between mother and son was completely severed.
How deep was love?
Hatred, how strong!
Many years later.
After unifying the world, Ying Zheng became the supreme First Emperor!
He was cruel, he killed, he imposed tyranny.
He even disregarded the lives of the people and insisted on building the Great Wall…
Wasn't all of this a form of venting?
That person had passed away.
The hatred in the past slowly turned into an obsession.
He would never see Ying Xuan.
It was Ying Zheng's only obsession in his life.
Even if his soul was attached to Fu Su's body, it would not change.
After the sadness.
Ying Zheng slowly restrained his emotions.
Just as he was about to study why his soul had entered Fu Su's body…
Outside the house, there was another clamor.
"Aiya, Young Master Xuan, you are too rude. How can you barge in? Young Master Fusu said that he was not feeling well today and would not be seeing any guests!”
"Visitor? Nonsense, I'm Brother Fusu's younger brother. How can I be considered a guest? Get out of the way!”
As soon as he finished speaking.
The bedroom door was pushed open.
Ying Xuan, who was dressed in coarse linen clothes, appeared in front of Ying Zheng with a smile.
"Big Brother, I heard that you were reprimanded by our old man again in the imperial court today?”
"This little brother specially came over to help you ease your emotions and vent your displeasure!”
Old…Old man?
Who was he calling?
Is it me?
Ying Zheng stared at the handsome young man in front of him, his mind instantly going blank.
This rude bastard actually dared to address his Imperial Father like this!
How impudent!
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