In the darkness.
The Shadow Guard looked at the Blue Luan, who was stunned.
He sighed in his heart.
Not to mention that the Blue Luan couldn't understand.
Even when the Shadow Guards first learned of this news.
He was also shocked speechless…
As Ying Zheng's shadow.
Ever since he ascended the throne of the King of Qin,
For thirty years, they had been like shadows, never separated for a moment.
In the Shadow Guard's memories.
Ying Zheng had only seen Ying Xuan once when he was still a baby.
Then, he was thrown into the cold palace and handed over to Empress Dowager Zhao Ji to raise.
For eighteen years,
Ying Zheng paid no attention to this child.
He had never shown the slightest care and concern between a father and son.
The shadow guard even began to suspect,
Emperor Ying Zheng, did he still remember that he had such a son?
Unfortunately,
The cruel reality.
He gave the Shadow Guard a tight slap.
The First Emperor, Ying Zheng, not only remembered Ying Zheng.
He also wanted to take the emperor's supreme throne.
To this youngest son who had been neglected since he was young?？？
Such a strange thing.
Even if it was said to be the most bizarre story in history.
It shouldn't be too much…
After a short silence.
The Blue Luan was the first to recover.
She lowered her head and replied respectfully,
"Don't worry, Master. I swear that I will protect Young Master Ying Xuan and the heir to the throne of Great Qin with my life!!!”
Once the oath was made, it was like a brand carved into the soul that could never be erased.
Until the end of his life…
"Yes!"
The voice of the shadow guard came from the shadow.
Then, the black shadow slowly faded.
Until it disappeared without a trace.
Only the Blue Luan remained kneeling on the spot, her beautiful eyes flashing.
He muttered to himself,"
"Ying Xuan, Ying Xuan…"
……
The next day.
Xianyang City.
Dazheng Palace.
When the first ray of sunlight shone into the courtyard.
A muscular young man with a bare upper body.
He was sweating profusely to train his physique.
A complete set of long punches came down.
Beads of sweat gradually appeared on Ying Xuan's forehead, and his face turned red.
He had transmigrated to this world for three years.
The first thing Ying Xuan did every morning.
First, he would use a set of long fists.
Then, he did a hundred push-ups.
A hundred sit-ups.
100 squats.
There was also a five-kilometer free trip in the palace.
It was a pity.
Year after year of training.
Ying Xuan didn't become bald.
He didn't become stronger…
However, his physical fitness had improved a lot.
At least not in this cold palace.
He fell ill because of a cold.
Ever since Empress Dowager Zhao Ji passed away.
The palace servants were all dismissed.
Ying Xuan was the only one left in the palace.
Living like an orphan.
Fortunately, Ying Xuan in his previous life was also an independent young man.
He was proficient in daily chores such as washing clothes and cooking.
There was no need to rely on others!
Although he said that.
However, Ying Xuan still hoped to have someone to accompany him and talk to.
After all, he was living alone in the Cold Palace.
It was really boring…
" Sigh, I hope Brother Fusu can fight for his pride and change his pedantic personality. He will be appointed as the Crown Prince by my father as soon as possible. Then, he won't let down my plan…"
Ying Xuan gently wiped the sweat off his forehead and murmured in a low voice.
As long as Fu Su could make some progress, he could inherit Ying Zheng's throne as soon as possible.
Ying Xuan would be able to hold his head high.
In the vast Great Qin Empire, he could do whatever he wanted!
It was a pity.
Wishes were beautiful, but reality was cruel.
Ying Xuan found that Fu Su had been acting strangely recently.
I'm always out of it,
He looked sickly.
Moreover, his memory was very poor!!!
Many times,
Ying Xuangang had given Fu Su a plan and taught him how to win Ying Zheng's heart.
Fu Su nodded in agreement on the surface.
However, in the blink of an eye, she had completely forgotten about it.
He even had a look of 'Have you ever said this before? Why can't I remember?'
Ying Xuan almost spat out a mouthful of blood!
What did he mean by 'mud can't be helped to the wall'?
At this moment, Fu Su was like a piece of mud that could not be helped to the wall!!!
Ying Xuan even started to doubt it.
In the history books, it was recorded that the wise, mighty, and intelligent young master, Fu Su.
Was it the same person?
It didn't look like that at all…
Ying Xuan became very anxious.
If Fu Su continued to look muddleheaded.
How could he defeat the crafty Zhao Gao?
How could he step on Huhai?
How could Ying Xuan have such a beautiful and luxurious life?？？
Thinking of this.
Ying Xuan, who had always wanted his brother to become a dragon, became more and more anxious.
He was too lazy to even do his daily push-ups and sit-ups.
He put on his coat and fastened his belt before rushing to the Fusu family.
He had to comfort Fu Su's blockhead!
At this moment.
Dong dong dong!
The palace gate of the Great Political Palace was constantly being beaten up.
A voice that sounded like a male duck's quacking.
Slowly, it drilled into Ying Xuan's eardrums.
"Young Master Ying Xuan, open the door! I've brought you a woman…"
What?
Give…what?
Ying Xuan picked his ears, and his face turned strange.
He even suspected that he had been alone for too long.
He was hallucinating!
A woman?
What kind of creature was that?
……
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