In the courtyard, under the pear tree.
Ying Chang 'an covered his little ears with both hands, waiting for Ying Zheng's roar to end.
"Brat, what did you feed me? Why is it so bitter?"
After throwing a tantrum, Ying Zheng sat back on the rocking chair, picked up the teacup on the stone bench, and took a big sip of tea.
"Hmm?"
As soon as he drank the tea, he felt a special energy gathering in his dantian.
"Is there something strange about this tea?"
Frowning, Ying Zheng looked at the teacup in his hand.
He could clearly feel that this tea could nourish one's blood.
Where did this kid get so many good things?
Ying Zheng muttered to himself.
"Hehehe."
Just as he was thinking, Ying Changan walked over with a smile and said coquettishly,"Imperial Father, the food I gave you is good. It can increase your lifespan.”
"Ha!"
Hearing this, Ying Zheng was instantly amused. He stood up nonchalantly and said casually,""You either wander around all day or cause trouble in the palace. How can you have such a good thing?”
"Uh…"
Ying Changan was speechless.
What he said made sense. I actually couldn't refute him.
"Alright, it's getting late. Zhen should go back and handle government affairs.”
Glancing at the sky that was gradually darkening, Ying Zheng waved his hand and left the Grand View Garden alone before Ying Chang 'an could ask him to stay.
Ying Changan shrugged and did not say anything else. He skipped towards the courtyard.
"Ling 'er, I'm starving!"
"He's here."
Yao Mei 'er carried the delicately prepared food and walked out of the kitchen, swaying her slender waist.
……
At night, everything was silent.
Inside the Zhangtai Hall, thousands of candles flickered.
Ying Zheng was sitting on the high throne, his hand on his forehead, looking very distressed.
"Your Majesty, Xu Fu has arrived."
Zhao Gao walked into the hall and said respectfully.
"Let him in." Ying Zheng nodded.”
Immediately after.
A ruddy old man walked into the hall with a walking stick.
Anyone could tell that with this old man's body, it would not be a problem for him to live another hundred or eighty years.
"Xu Fu greets Your Majesty!"
Ying Zheng waved his hand and said," No need to be so polite. Have you found the way to immortality?"”
"Your Majesty, if you want to live forever, you must pay a corresponding price." Xu Fu nodded and smiled. I wonder if Your Majesty is willing?"
Hearing this, Ying Zheng's eyes lit up, and he nodded without hesitation,""As long as I can live forever, any price is worth it.”
Xu Fu stopped talking and took out an exquisite small box from his sleeve and handed it to Zhao Gao.
Zhao Gao understood what he meant. He took the small box with both hands and presented it to Ying Zheng.
"Your Majesty, there are twelve pills in this box. Take one each month. After a year, His Majesty would naturally be able to live longer.”
Xu Fu's voice was vigorous and powerful, echoing in the empty hall.
"Longevity?"
Ying Zheng frowned, feeling a little dissatisfied.
Xu Fu did not panic." If you want to live forever," he said with a faint smile," you must go out to sea to find immortals." I'm ready to find a way for Your Majesty to live forever, but there's a condition.”
"Oh?"
Ying Zheng raised his head and looked at the old man with a burning gaze, asking,""What condition?"
"I need 3,000 boys and girls," Xu Fu replied.”
“……”
Ying Zheng frowned and remained silent.
It sounded simple, but where could he find so many young boys and girls?
Who would be willing to give up their own children?
But only for a moment.
Ying Zheng's eyes gradually sharpened as he nodded and said,""Zhao Gao, I'll leave this matter to you.”
Hu ~
The moment he nodded in agreement, a gust of wind suddenly blew in Zhangtai Hall, blowing out the thousands of candles.
"This old servant will obey!"
Zhao Gao seemed to have realized something. He nodded and left the palace with Xu Fu.
In the blink of an eye.
The huge Zhangtai Hall was empty.
Only Ying Zheng was left sitting alone on the throne.
At this moment.
That familiar black shadow appeared behind Ying Zheng once again.
"You really want to do this?"
The black shadow's voice was as old as ever, but there was a hint of disappointment in his tone.
"Why?" asked Ying Zheng calmly. Aren't three thousand boys and girls worth my life?”
"You've forgotten our agreement."”
"I haven't forgotten," said Ying Zheng in a deep voice. However, Chang 'an still needed time to grow. For him and for Great Qin, I have no other choice.”
"Is that so? Just for that five-year-old child, you're going to sacrifice the lives of 3,000 children?”
The black shadow's tone became colder and colder as he continued,
"You're on the wrong path."
"Building the Great Wall and cultivating the Dao have already consumed too many lives.”
"Do you want to continue being wrong?"
Hearing this.
A rare look of disbelief appeared on Ying Zheng's face.
"So you were already dissatisfied with my methods.”
The black shadow was silent for a moment.
Soon after.
"Perhaps, it's because you've changed. After twenty years of companionship, it seemed that it was time to leave.”
His voice trailed off.
The black shadow slowly turned around and walked out of the palace.
"Are you also going to join those people who are resisting Qin?”
Ying Zheng's voice, filled with the majesty of an emperor, suddenly rang out.
The black shadow stopped and turned his head slightly.
"I will always remember that year when I was young. The wind of reality blew away my arrogant battle robe. Just like tonight, autumn is coming again.”
"These days, I can always remember the year when the peach blossoms bloomed. There was no one around me, only the arrogance in my bones was still shining slightly.”
"It was your appearance that allowed me to know how to advance on the path of the Dao of the Sword.”
"The strongest sword in the world should have belonged to you.”
"But you pointed your sword at your own people.”
Pa!
Hearing this, Ying Zheng could not bear it anymore, and immediately slammed the table and stood up.
The majestic aura of an emperor swept through the entire hall, causing the sleeves of the black shadow to flutter crazily.
"Twenty years. You have been by my side. You think you understand me, and I also think you understand me.”
"But today, I understand that you are not loyal to me or Great Qin.”
"In your heart, there is only that broken sword and that disgusting compassion!”
Outside the hall.
Thunder rumbled.
The light shone down, stretching the shadows of the two people in the hall.
However, no matter how long it was, their shadows no longer intersected.
And this mysterious shadow who had been hiding beside Ying Zheng for twenty years was the legendary Sword Saint!
"From now on, there is nothing between you and me.”
The Sword Saint looked out of the hall and prepared to leave this dirty place.
At least.
In his eyes, yes.
"Protector beast!"
At this moment, Zhang Han, who was clad in armor, appeared out of nowhere with a few hundred Zongshi realm experts.
Under Zhang Han's command.
Hundreds of people surrounded the Sword Saint.
Facing the heavy encirclement of hundreds of experts, the Sword Saint was expressionless and said coldly,"If I want to leave, no one in the world can stop me.”
"Whoosh!"
He pushed his thumb lightly, and the sharp sword hidden in the scabbard revealed a cold light.
A terrifying aura surged out of the Sword Saint's body.
It was as if a celestial being had descended to the mortal world, as if the common people were crying.
" Heaven Tier!?"
Zhang Han's expression suddenly changed.
It wasn't just him.
The hundreds of grandmasters were also shocked.
Heaven Tier elites could not be defeated by relying on numbers.
"Let him go!"
At this moment, Ying Zheng's slightly desolate voice came from the main hall.
"Your Majesty, the Sword Saint has already reached the Celestial Realm. If we let him go, there will be endless trouble in the future!”
Zhang Han hesitated.
He was not afraid of death.
The people of Qin had always regarded dying in battle as an honor.
He was afraid that the Sword Saint would be unstoppable when he returned.
"Hmm?"
Ying Zheng's voice rang out once again, clearly displeased.
"Yes, Zhang Han!"
Zhang Han gritted his teeth, not daring to disobey Ying Zheng's order, so he could only give up his position.
The Sword Saint was still expressionless. He slowly walked out of the hall and disappeared into the darkness of the heavy rain.
……
Early in the morning, there were no clouds for thousands of miles, and the sky was blue.
Ying Chang 'an woke up early. He stepped on the pear blossoms in the courtyard and let out a breath of turbid air.
The fresh fragrance of flowers and the smell of fresh grass made people feel relaxed and happy.
"Ling 'Er, are you ready? We should go tell a story."
Ying Changan shouted in the direction of the bedroom.
A moment later.
Yao Mei 'er walked out of Cong Ying Chang' an's bedroom and tidied up her clothes. She said softly,""Young Master, I have never seen you so enthusiastic.”
Ying Changan shook his small head and said in an old and experienced manner,"It's not that I'm anxious. I'm just afraid that the fans will be anxious.”
"Fans? What do you mean?"
Yao Mei 'er walked into the courtyard and asked curiously.
Ying Chang 'an replied,"It's someone who likes to listen to my stories."”
"I see. In that case, I am also a fan of Young Master.”
Yao Mei 'er covered her mouth and giggled.
"Of course. You're my person, so of course you're my fan.”
Ying Changan nodded his head without any trace of politeness and walked out in a dignified manner.
The Dragon Cloud Carriage was already waiting outside the door.
What was worth mentioning was…
Meng Yi was already waiting in the carriage.
This was Ying Changan's order.
Ever since Meng Yi pledged his loyalty to Ying Chang 'an, he had basically revolved around this cute little girl.
Ying Zheng didn't say anything, and instead, he silently agreed.
When he saw Ying Chang 'an walking out of the courtyard, Meng Yi hurriedly jumped off the carriage and bowed respectfully.
"Your Highness, the carriage is ready.”
Ying Changan waved his hand and said," My Storytelling House is at the entrance of the Imperial City. I don't need a carriage. I can just walk there."”
Hearing this, Meng Yi looked at Ying Changan in confusion.
"Your Highness, the address I chose doesn't seem to be at the entrance of the Imperial City, right?”
Ying Changan smiled slyly and said,"The place you chose was too far away, so I secretly changed my position."”
"Ah?"
Meng Yi widened his eyes.
He did not know about this at all.
Was she trying to steal a beam and replace a pillar under his nose?
"Meng Yi, you're a good person in every way except that you have a wooden head, just like my big brother.”
"Learn more from me in the future."
After shaking his head and sighing, Ying Changan hopped out of the Imperial City under Meng Yi's speechless and explosive gaze.
……
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