Daqin: The golden list came to the world, Zulong begged me to supervise the country

Great Qin.

Although it is also immersed in the atmosphere of the end of the year, relatively speaking, it is not as prosperous as the Han Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty.

What's even more strange is that Ying Changge didn't see Shihuang at the banquet.

Ying Changge suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Follow the familiar route to the Shihuang's bedroom. Inside the Shihuang's bedroom, dim candles flickered.

Ying Changge gently pushed open the door of the bedroom, and a smell of Chinese medicine came over his face.

He frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to brush away the smoke in front of him, and walked inside, not long after, he saw the figure lying on the bed.

Shihuang closed his eyes, frowned slightly, and his breath was a little weak.

Ying Changge hurried forward, trying to test Shihuang's breath.

Just as he stretched out his hand, Shi Huang slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes and saw his son, Shi Huang's cloudy eyes suddenly became brighter.

"Changge, are you back?"

"Father, it's me."

Shihuang smiled a little, and stretched out his hand to touch Ying Changge's face.

Ying Changge quickly took Shihuang's hand, and gently placed it on his face.

Shihuang's hands were actually extremely cold, as if they were a piece of ice.

"Father, what's wrong with you?" Ying Changge was in a state of confusion.

When he left, the first emperor was obviously fine, why is it like this now?
"Hey, father is getting old. During this period of time, father's body has taken a turn for the worse. Up to now, it is already unbearable. Father thought that he would never see you again." Very wry smile.

Ying Changge's spiritual power penetrated into Shihuang's body.

But the more he looked, the more ugly Ying Changge's face became.

Shihuang's body, since the last resurrection, seemed to be aging, which was fundamentally different from the aging speed of ordinary people.

Logically speaking, although the current First Emperor is not physically strong, he will not be so fragile.

Could this be the drawback of the resurrection pill?

But this is not the main reason for Ying Changge's ugly face.

The first emperor's body seemed to have been bitten by maggots. There were large and small holes in many tendons and even bones.

It was as if it had been corroded.

Ying Changge's lips are dry, all of this is definitely not normal.

It is normal for aging to become old, and the meridians become fragile, but the current situation in Shihuang's body, he absolutely does not believe that he has not been harmed by poison.

Thinking of the pungent smell of traditional Chinese medicine when he came in before, Ying Changge felt even more uneasy.

Although his soul is not Shi Huang's own son, but over the years, he has also felt the warmth from his father in Shi Huang.

If someone wants to hurt Shihuang, he will definitely not take it lightly.

"Father, have you been taking medicine during this time?"

"That's right, my health is getting worse and worse, so the imperial doctor has been coming over." Shihuang said.

It's just that when he spoke, just a few words, he was a little out of breath.

Ying Changge nodded: "Father, please rest first, and my son will go out first."

"Okay." Shihuang nodded slightly, and then closed his eyes wearily.

When Shihuang fell asleep again, Ying Changge stretched out his hand and drew a seal with spiritual power on the back of Shihuang's hand.

At the same time, a token appeared in Ying Changge's hand.

It's just that this sigil is extremely dim now.

This seal represents the physical condition of Shi Huang.

It can monitor the situation in Shihuang's body in real time.

If there is any accident, Ying Changge will be able to find out immediately.

Gently putting Shihuang's hand back into the quilt, Ying Changge stood up and glanced around.

In the end, Ying Changge set his sights on an incense burner.

Ying Changge stepped forward slowly and came to the incense burner.

Smoke was constantly spewing out of it.

It's just that the smoke is not some spices, but a pungent smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

Ying Changge reached out to take over the upper furnace cover, and gently grabbed a little dust from it.

After a slight sniff, Ying Changge frowned.

When many traditional Chinese medicines are burned, they will indeed produce some scents, and these scents can also treat some diseases.

But in this powder, Ying Changge could faintly smell a... stench.

This smell is not simply the smell of burning medicinal materials.

Because this smell is very weak, if you don't smell it carefully, it is impossible to find it.

Ying Changge extinguished the incense burner, and poured out all the spices inside.

After all the smell of medicine in the room was exhausted, Ying Changge walked out of the bedroom and quietly closed the door.

In Zhangtai Palace, all the ministers are changing cups.

Many ministers took turns to come forward and toast Xiao He Li Si.

The two were also smiling and chatting with the ministers.

It's just that it can be clearly seen that all the officials are closer to Xiao He, and they seem to be coping with Li Si.

At the same time, Li Si's face was slightly unnatural.

During the gap between the conversations, Xiao He looked at the dragon chair above, and a slight greed flashed in his eyes.

It's just that if you can look carefully, you will find that there is a familiar figure among the crowd, that is, the immortal teacher Xu Fu.

Xu Fu also wandered among the officials, chatting happily with them.

There is a peaceful atmosphere in the entire hall.

Just when the atmosphere of the banquet was getting higher and higher, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the hall.

"Everyone, happy new year."

The commotion in the hall came to an abrupt end.

All eyes were on the entrance of the hall.

There, Ying Changge, dressed in black, slowly walked in from the door.

Seeing Ying Changge appearing, the officials were startled. They all put down the wine glasses in their hands and knelt down in the direction of Ying Changge: "Meet Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

From behind, when Li Si and Xiao He saw Ying Changge appearing, their complexions changed suddenly, and they glanced at each other and hurried up to meet him.

"His Royal Highness."

"His Royal Highness!"

"We don't know why you came today." Xiao He laughed.

Seeing Li Si and Xiao He in front of him, Ying Changge's expression did not change at all, and there was also a look of indifference in his eyes.

"Why, where am I going, do I still have to tell you?"

"Lord Xiao is so elegant." Ying Changge looked at Xiao He, twitched the corner of his mouth, and smiled.

Xiao He was startled, and hurriedly knelt down: "His Royal Highness."

After glancing at Li Si, Ying Changge glanced across the hall, and when he saw Xu Fu, his eyes turned cold: "Xu Fu?"

"Isn't today a banquet for our Great Qin ministers? Xu Fu, what qualifications do you have to be here?"

Hearing Ying Changge's words, Xu Fu quickly knelt down: "His Royal Highness, I am now serving as the chief physician of Daqin!"

"Chief physician?" Ying Changge suddenly felt a little funny.

He walked forward slowly, and came to Xu Fu: "Whose idea is it to let a warlock be the chief imperial doctor? Is my brain broken?"

Hearing Ying Changge's words, all the officials were a little terrified.

Ying Changge came today, it seems that the visitor is not kind.