"Tell me!"
" Why?!"
Cheng Jiao's voice was hoarse.
Her eyes were red.
He stared at Ying Zheng with a fierce and jealous look.
"Pa!"
Cheng Jiao tilted his head.
He was stunned.
The air froze.
Two teeth fell out of Cheng Jiao's mouth along with the blood.
The live broadcast room exploded!
"I'm rough! I'm rough! I'm rough! The Ancestral Dragon really doesn't hesitate!"
"Two teeth came out from one slap! Awesome!"
"A naughty child should be properly educated.”
"Stupid thing, is he spoiled in Xianyang?”
"Damn it, you actually have the cheek to ask Brother Zheng what right he has! F * ck, even I want to go in and give him two slaps.”
Sister Zhou also clenched her fists.
If he didn't slap this brat twice, he would be letting down his loud voice just now.
Ying Zheng was exceptionally cold.
He grabbed Cheng Jiao's collar with one hand.
Cheng Jiao's words appeared in his mind.
"Back then, when the Qin attacked the State of Zhao, my father used my mother and my life to exchange for those 36 cities!”
"I'm three years older than you, and the throne of Great Qin has never been left for you!!!”
Ying Zheng suddenly smiled and said,"
"In front of you, my father is a stern father, but he was my loving father back then.”
"Cheng Jiao, from the day I was born, I have already surpassed you.”
"He agreed to your request because he thought I was already dead.”
"As the King of Qin, my father needs a child.”
"And the child who was used to shut up everyone was you!”
Ying Zheng's gaze was filled with pity.
It was too piercing!
Boom!
Cheng Jiao remembered.
His father would never allow him to call him father.
She kept looking at him as if she was looking at another child.
That day.
Ying Zheng returned.
His father's tearful appearance was recovered!
There was more.
Before his father died.
Unexpectedly, only Ying Zheng was called in.
He heard it.
My father is Ying Zheng, my son!
He never called her that.
Cheng Jiao knelt on the ground.
"No!"
He walked like a madman, his eyes filled with hatred.
Ying Zheng was just a bastard!
Father was confused.
Father is muddle-headed!
At this time, Ying Zheng laughed again.”
"Why…" Cheng Jiao raised his head.
"Because I suffered in Handan for my father.”
"He fled Handan and left us as hostages. Who should the King of Zhao vent his anger on?”
"While you were living a luxurious life in Xianyang, I was fighting with wild beasts for a mouthful of meat.”
"Your mother wore gold and silver in the harem, but my mother could only wash clothes for others in exchange for a copper coin.”
" You're asking me why?!"
"Cheng Jiao, you should be glad that my father has warned you not to kill each other in the future. Otherwise, what will be left in this palace today will not be a pool of blood.”
" It's your corpse!!!"
Cheng Jiao's body stiffened.
The live broadcast room was filled with tears.
"Ancestral Dragon said it casually, but I still want to cry.”
"I cried, really. It's so easy to cry.”
"A seven or eight-year-old child actually fought with a wild beast for a bite of meat.”
"Sob, sob, actually, Zhao Ji is also very pitiful.”
"That's right, when she returned to Xianyang and saw that the variant human had such a big child, she probably felt even worse.”
"Cheng Jiao, that idiot, only knows that he's wronged. Why doesn't he think about it? The Ancestral Dragon is the first child of a variant human?”
"So angry!"
"Cheng Jiao really f * cking deserves to die!”
"He's already enjoyed a lifetime of glory and wealth, yet he's still not satisfied.”
"The Ancestral Dragon suffered in Zhao on behalf of the variant humans. This bastard is enjoying life in Xianyang, and he still thinks that the Ancestral Dragon stole his throne?”
"Kill him! Damn it, it's infuriating."
Sister Zhou rubbed her slightly red eyes.
The popularity of the live broadcast room once again broke through the ten million mark.
On the screen.
Cheng Jiao was still kneeling in a daze.
Ying Zheng had mixed feelings.
"This one will give you one last chance. Stay away from the royal family. Otherwise, don't blame this one for not being brotherly.”
Cheng Jiao gave Ying Zheng a deep look.
He got up in a daze.
He didn't even say a word.
He staggered out of the palace.
Sister Zhou was a little worried.
"Your Majesty, do we really not need to care about him?”
Ying Zheng shook his head.
"Everyone has their own destiny."
If he really wanted to die.
As an elder brother.
Why not send him on his way?
Sister Zhou looked at Ying Zheng and said nothing.
He became even more worried.
He sent a bullet comment,[Iron Brothers, do you think the current Ancestral Dragon needs to be comforted?]”
"What comfort do you need? Dog Head jpg "
"Naizhi?"
" Don't mess with colors, crawl!!!"
Psychologist Zhang Wenkang rewarded the streamer with ten rockets!
"A person with the Ancestral Dragon's personality won't be affected by simple emotions. At the very least, he definitely won't be affected by a flood dragon.”
Zhang Wenkang: " People with high IQ are all perverts. Of course, this pervert is a positive term!”
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