Great Qin: Your Majesty, the prince has taken a concubine again!
43 Your son still wants to take a concubine!

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Three months later.

In Xianyang City, snow was falling.

At the city gate, a huge convoy was slowly entering.

In front of the carriages was a group of Great Qin's elite soldiers.

They were tall and sturdy, clad in pitch-black armor and holding golden axes.

They walked forward in an orderly manner.

His indifferent eyes, which were filled with a murderous aura, caused no one on the street to dare to look him in the eye.

Behind Great Qin's elite soldiers were a group of brawny men who had exposed their muscles in the middle of winter.

They were carrying a huge mahogany tray.

On the tray, a bronze cauldron that was half the height of a person stood quietly.

The complicated and incomprehensible lines on it were extremely mysterious.

From afar, one could feel an ancient and vicissitudes of life.

This was none other than the Cauldron of Wen that only the champions of every Myriad Kingdom Assembly could obtain.

Behind the tripod were gorgeous carriages.

The First Prince, Fu Su, the Ninth Prince, Ying Feng, the Eighteenth Prince, Huhai, Li Si, and the other scholars were seated on the seats.

At this moment, on both sides of the limestone road in the city, the old Qin people who had been waiting for a long time cheered.

"Welcome back to Great Qin! Congratulations to the Ninth Prince, His Highness Ying Feng, for creating a masterpiece!”

"Is this the cauldron that the Ninth Prince obtained after winning first place? It was indeed extraordinary! The Ninth Prince was mighty! Great Qin is mighty!"

"Great Qin finally has its own cauldron! The Ninth Prince is really the Qilin Son of Great Qin!!”

……

Hearing the shouts of the many old Qin people outside the carriage, the people in front of the few tables in the carriage.

Shaosi Ming, who was lying in Ying Feng's arms, was wearing a pale white dress and a delicate belt on her slim waist. She couldn't help but smile.

"Big Brother Feng, they are all cheering for you.”

Hearing this, Ying Feng, who was wearing a white mink fur coat, looked at her peerlessly beautiful face that was faintly discernible under the white veil. A happy smile appeared on his handsome face.

"Their ten thousand cheers are not as good as the good news you gave me this morning.”

After saying that, he couldn't help but gently stroke Shaosi Ming's flat belly.

With his strength at the peak of the martial grandmaster realm, he could easily sense that a small life was being nurtured inside.

"Big Brother Feng…It's all your fault…Ever since Tiantai Mountain, you've been like that every day…"

Hearing that, Shaosi Ming's eyes were as clear as autumn water, revealing an infinite shyness as she said.

"Don't you like it?"

Ying Feng's handsome face revealed a trace of ridicule.

Hearing that, Shaosi Ming's beautiful face under the veil blushed instantly, and she buried her head in his arms shyly.

……

At this moment, in another carriage.

A black-robed Huhai sat in front of a few tables, listening to the cheers of the old Qin people around him.

His expression was extremely gloomy.

His sinister eyes revealed a terrifying killing intent!

"When will the network assassins take action?”

His voice was so cold that it sounded like it came from hell.

Opposite Huhai, Li Si, who was wearing a wide-sleeved robe and had a thin face, also had an ugly expression on his face.

"According to the information sent by Zhao Gao, the Heaven-ranked assassin will take action tonight.”

Li Si said.

"Alright."

Huhai replied concisely.

His gloomy face revealed a hint of joy that he was about to succeed.

"Be pleased with yourself for now, my Ninth Brother.”

"These few days are the last days you can be happy.”

"Heaven-tier killers are at least at the grandmaster level.”

"There are even peak grandmasters!”

"I don't believe that you can survive against a Grandmaster!!”

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, the carriage slowly arrived in front of Xianyang Palace.

After that, the well-dressed men carried the tripod in front, and the princes and civil officials led by Fu Su, who was dressed in a green robe, followed behind.

The group of people walked along the hundred-step staircase at the entrance of Xianyang Palace and entered the hall.

At this moment.

In the main hall, the civil and military officials stood solemnly on the 49 pillars that were supported by dancing golden dragons.

At the end.

Dressed in a black dragon robe and wearing an imperial crown, Qin Shihuang sat high up on the dragon throne.

There was no expression on his knife-like face.

A pair of eyes as calm as the ocean looked down at the people and officials who were slowly entering the hall.

When he saw the ancient cauldron, his eyes could not help but ripple slightly.

"Your son, Fu Su, has returned with the Great Qin diplomatic mission! Greetings, Imperial Father!"

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

The princes bowed, while the ministers and scholars knelt.

"No need for formalities."

"You have won the champion of the convention of all countries.”

Ying Zheng's voice was still as calm as ever, carrying with it a soul-stirring might of an emperor.

His voice fell.

Young eunuchs dressed in black eunuch robes carried trays filled with gold, silver, and jewelry into the hall.

Everyone thanked him.

Meanwhile, Ying Zheng's calm eyes were fixed on Ying Feng, who was dressed in a pure white mink fur coat, looking elegant and extraordinarily handsome.

"Feng 'er, you have turned the tide at the Myriad Kingdom Assembly and created a masterpiece.”

"You've earned enough face for Great Qin, so what reward do you want?”

Hearing this, Ying Feng's handsome face revealed a rare bashful smile.

"Father! Your son still wants to take a concubine!"

He said loudly, his voice lingering in the hall for a long time.

As expected!

The officials didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

As expected of the flirtatious Ninth Prince, he didn't want anything other than concubines!!

Some of the officials who had thought that they could support Ying Feng could not help but feel pity for him.

The Ninth Prince, Ying Feng, was good at everything, but he was too lecherous!!

How could such a lecherous person become a qualified emperor in the future??

"Yes."

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