Wang Fenyu rewarded the streamer with a rocket!
Wang Fenyu: " Host, Professor Zhang is right. Ying Zheng is definitely not a person who is swayed by emotions.”
"His calmness is probably even more terrifying than we thought.”
"When the two big shots say that, I feel goosebumps all over my body.”
"Mom, do you think Brother Zheng might be lying to an old woman? Did he want the old woman to follow him wholeheartedly?”
"For what? Old Tu's woman was greedy for food and sleep, yet she didn't respect her?”
"Anyway, I'm a little scared. I feel uneasy.”
Sister Zhou shook her head.
How could Ying Zheng lie to her?
Such a handsome and domineering First Emperor!
Would he lie to her?
It was impossible.
Her eyes were drawn.
Sister Zhou looked straight at Ying Zheng.
The blood that Cheng Jiao spat out had already been cleaned up.
At this moment, Ying Zheng was bending over his desk to review the memorials.
"Shuyi, come and grind the ink."
The young man looked up.
There were stars in his eyes.
Sister Zhou's heart raced.
Psychologist? Historian?
None of them were as important as Ying Zheng.
He was like an addicted poison. After taking a sip, he could no longer leave.
She watched Sister Zhou trot over and grind ink for Ying Zheng with a red face.
The people in the live broadcast room understood.
"The old woman has completely fallen."
"There's no hope. Give up."
"Rescue failed!"
"There's no choice. The Ancestral Dragon's charm is too great.”
Sister Zhou turned the ink stick.
He stole a glance at Ying Zheng's side profile.
Her stunning appearance struck her heart no matter how many times she looked at it.
"Is there a flower on my face?"
Ying Zheng chuckled.
Sister Zhou blushed even more.
"How did Your Majesty live in Handan?”
One emperor in history.
Ying Zheng.
When he was young, he was the son of a hostage in Handan.
I've been through half my life.
Who wouldn't be curious about what kind of life he was leading?
The sky was already dark.
Zhao Gao stepped forward and lit the oil lamp.
Under the dim light.
Ying Zheng chuckled, but his hand did not stop writing.
"Why talk about the past?"
Sister Zhou wanted to ask again.
Zhao Gao pulled her sleeve.
He stopped her with a look.
"Wow, Zhao Gao, you little thief, let go of the old woman!”
"Old woman, quickly ask. How did Brother Zheng come back? I'm dying of curiosity!"
"There's no record of this in the history books. If we can get it out, our history books can be perfected!!!”
Many people flooded into the live broadcast room.
There were one or two rational ones.
"Shut up; Great Qin's rules are the most important. Last time, the Ancestral Dragon was probably in a good mood, so he paid attention to her.”
"If Zhao Gao didn't stop her, you would only see a dead old woman now!”
Zhao Gao also dragged Sister Zhou to a corner.
"Miss Shuyi, you can't overdo your duty!" Today, His Majesty was in a bad mood. If he asked too much, he would lose his head!”
He had been by Ying Zheng's side for three years.
Zhao Gao understood his master.
Don't look at how gentle she was usually.
When it came to killing people, it was a matter of an instant.
This reckless girl.
He asked last time.
This time, he actually had to ask.
Sister Zhou trembled in fear.
"Your Majesty looks very gentle…"
"Have you been following the king for a long time, or have I been following him for a long time?”Zhao Gao was also helpless." In the future, listen more and see more. It's your good fortune. Don't lose your life because you talk too much!"”
Knock!
Sigh, it was useless!
Sister Zhou had noticed what Zhao Gao said. He had been with Ying Zheng for a long time.
"Eunuch Gao, how long have you been with His Majesty?"”
"Back then, when the king returned to Xianyang, I was assigned by the former king to the king. How many years do you think I have followed him?”
Zhao Gao rolled his eyes.
At this moment, Zhao Gao looked like an eleven or twelve-year-old child.
Without her eggs, she looked very delicate.
She spoke in a shrill voice.
She looked a little like a girl.
"Then can you tell me what our King looked like when he came back?”
Sister Zhou was dying of curiosity.
"And that Lord Chang 'an, why do you say that he should be the King of Great Qin?”
Zhao Gao's face turned pale.
He recalled the terrifying scene he had seen back then.
For a moment, he didn't know how to tell Sister Zhou.
"Back then, after the former king returned from Zhao, he carved a memorial tablet for the king in the royal ancestral hall!”
"At that time, the news spread in the palace that the late king's wife and children had all died in the country of Zhao. At that time, the king of Qin even comforted the late king for a long time. Later on, the king nurtured Young Master Cheng Jiao as his successor.”
Zhao Gao sighed.
"Many things happened back then. Young Master Cheng Jiao's mother wanted the late king to make her queen, but she was rejected.”
"She also wanted the late king to make Young Master Chengjiao the crown prince. However, because Young Master Chengjiao was not good at literature or martial arts, this matter was put on hold. The late king originally planned to wait for Young Master Chengjiao to grow up before talking about this matter.”
"Who would have thought that on that day, it would rain heavily…"
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