First Emperor's Will: My Heir is the Daqin Empress

012 Cassava Osmanthus Cake (For Flowers For Evaluation)

Ying Lan rolled his eyes, and already had a guess.

I’m afraid that the arrival of these people was inspired by Zulong.

Xianyang is the capital of the Great Qin Dynasty, and at the feet of the emperor, everything is under the control of Zulong.

Perhaps, arrange them here.

Is it because he was afraid that he would leave without saying goodbye like last time, sneak out of the city in the middle of the night, and return to the frontier?

Ying Lan thought for a moment and said.

“I understand, you go down! Wait around the mansion.”

“But, remember, don’t get into any conflict with them! Understand?”

“Here!”

The eighteen Yanyun cavalry nodded solemnly and left the room.

Ying Lan turned around.

Come to the location of the window.

Looking out at the courtyard.

Shadow Secret Guard, the ace Royal Guard of Da Qin, has a strange whereabouts.

Extremely hidden and difficult to detect.

However, in the historical special forces, in front of the eighteen cavalry of Yanyun, there is still nothing to hide.

It was discovered immediately.

Enough to see the power and ability of Yanyun’s Eighteen Riders!

However, the first emperor arranged shadow guards around his mansion.

It seems that the first emperor is still worried after returning to Xianyang by himself?

Ying Lan whispered to herself, frowning slightly.

Perhaps, I have to think of a way to win over my relationship with Zulong.

Otherwise, he has been guarded by him like this.

In the future, what actions and plans do you want to have.

It’s not convenient!

Thinking of this, Ying Lan’s mind moved.

From the system space, retrieve the tapioca osmanthus cake that the system rewarded him.

Appeared in front of Ying Lan.

Ying Lan doesn’t like sweets.

This kind of food is a waste here.

It is better to push the boat along the river and send it to the first emperor.

Used to pull into each other’s relationship!

I believe that such delicacies can still harvest the heart of Zulong’s belly!

“Come here, take this sweet-scented osmanthus cake to Zhangtai Palace and give it to the king!”

Ying Lan was outside the room, speaking to a servant.

“Here!”

The servant took it quickly and respectfully.

“Remember, tell your father’s palace guards that these pastries were brought back from outside the Great Wall on purpose.”

“During the day, I forgot to give it to Your Majesty, but now it is specially delivered for His Majesty to taste.”

Before the servant left, Ying Lan did not forget the chicken thief’s instructions.

Show your “concern” in front of the First Emperor.

“Little understand!”

The servant nodded earnestly and took these two sentences in his heart.

Then, in a hurry, he left the mansion, took a carriage, and rushed to Zhangtai Palace.

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late at night. Zhangtai Palace. Harem Garden.

The supreme existence of Da Qin, Shi Huangdi, Ying Zheng.

Now, in the garden, alone, drinking stuffy wine.

With a double face, at this moment, it seems that the guard has finally loosened.

to relax.

In the past, majestic eyes.

At this moment, showing a bit of exhaustion.

Daqin, governing such a large country, is very tiring.

Although with the assistance of Prime Minister Li Si.

However, many things still need to be decided by themselves.

There are many things to worry about every day.

Only in the middle of the night can you have a short rest time of your own.

Use alcohol to numb your nerves.

Get a brief moment of pleasure and relaxation.

The ruler of a country is a supreme being.

However, the heights are too cold.

The loneliness and loneliness on the throne is also a loneliness that ordinary people can’t understand.

at this time.

In the shadows inside the palace gardens.

A ghost appeared.

Quietly came to the back of Ying Zheng.

“Your Majesty, in the palace, the night is slightly cold, Your Majesty should rest early!”

master of the voice.

It is Daqin’s pawn, Qin’s intelligence chief, who is weak!

He stepped forward and put on a black dragon robe for the first emperor.

Shelter from wind and cold.

When Ying Zheng heard this, he shook his head.

Ignore it.

He poured himself another glass and drank it all.

“Your Majesty, what’s on your mind?”

Seeing the desolate and lonely face of the First Emperor, he hesitated and asked.

Ying Zheng didn’t answer.

Just sigh.

“Lan’er, she, and me, have finally become unfamiliar!”

“When I came back this time, I thought about leaving as soon as I returned to Xianyang.”

“My father, what I did was a failure.”

Ying Zheng drank it all.

self-mumbling.

Looking lonely.

“However, that’s right. When the child was very young, the widow left the palace and marched in person to fight with the soldiers from the south to the north.”

“The number of times I went back to Xianyang was pitiful, not to mention the time spent with this child.”

“Lan’er has no feelings for me, it’s normal!”

Ying Zheng said to himself.

In Ying Zheng’s Emperor Eyes, under the fluctuation of the drink, pictures of memories flashed before his eyes.

That year, when Ying Lan was born.

On the battlefield, he commanded millions of Qin soldiers by himself.

Killing the Six Nations did not dare to look up.

Now, when the Six Kingdoms are pacified, the world will be unified.

And Ying Lan, also grew up.

Moreover, after years of experience outside the Great Wall, he has grown into an adult, slim and elegant.

It’s just, those childhood years that were missing in the past.

Can’t make up for it again.

This time, Ying Lan is back.

Looking at his eyes, there is not much feeling of closeness.

It’s just as if it’s routine, following the duties of a courtier.

This iron-blooded and tender emperor of Qin.

Feeling a bit bitter and lonely.

Hear the first emperor muttering to himself.

Weak and silent.

I am afraid, only he knows, for the unification of the world.

This first emperor, in those days, how much effort and price he paid!

Betrayal of best friend Yan Dan.

The imperial relatives who have turned against each other.

The assassination of the nobles of the Six Nations.

Confucian criticism and irony.

And now, indifferent family!

Ying Zheng has already sacrificed a lot for Da Qin’s world! *