Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

Ying Zichu stood with his head bowed in front of Ying Zhu, looking quite loyal and filial.

There was some relief in Ying Zhu's smile.

As for how much is true, only he knows.

He reached out and patted Ying Zichu's shoulder.

"My son has a heart. Although the widow is not as good at martial arts as the previous king, he is not as miserable."

"Besides, the secret guard is here, so you don't have to worry about it. Hehe, anyway, since you haven't returned, you will walk with the widow. It's been a long time since you and I have had a long talk."

Ying Zichu nodded quickly: "Listen to my father."

The two walked down the garden together, several attendants were waved away by Ying Zhu, and the secret guards had already disappeared, but if King Qin was in danger, they would probably appear immediately.

There are few sounds at night in the palace, the chirping of insects seems to be heard in the shallow grass by the roadside, and the faint sound of wind blowing gently in the ears.

Ying Zhu seemed to feel the cold and tightened his cloak.

"Zi Chu." He seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly asked with a smile: "Back then, the late king sent you as a hostage to the State of Zhao, and you must have suffered a lot..."

Ying Zichu's expression froze for a moment, then his lips turned pale, and he tried his best to maintain his composure.

"Zhao Guo treats me as a guest, so why bother?"

"So, it hurts my son."

Ying Zhu said, how could he not know what it would look like to be a proton in Zhao Guo and bear the country's crimes?

Ying Zichu frowned: "It's not bitter."

Today's Ying Zhu leads him, it can be said that he has done what a father should be.

However, he also clearly remembered Ying Zhu's ignorance of him and his mother's cold reception back then.

With his head down, he didn't hesitate any longer, and took out a box from his arms.

"Father, one of the servants in my son's family was originally a businessman who traveled all over the world, and the family has hidden a lot of exotic items."

"Huh?" Ying Zhu turned his head and saw the box in Ying Zichu's hand, with a somewhat unclear look in his eyes.

"Businessman? But when you fell into Zhao State, the person who came to Qin State to talk to you?"

"It's that person."

"In this way, he can be regarded as my son's benefactor. Although he is a businessman, you should respect him."

"Yes."

Ying Zi Chu responded, and continued: "The man has a secondary prescription in his hand. He heard that it is nourishing, and he thought that his father often said that he was weak, so he came here to find someone to offer it to his father."

He said and opened the box in his hand.

The inside of the box is covered with brocade, which looks very delicate. Inside the brocade, a few pills are placed there quietly.

"Oh?" Ying Zhu seemed a little surprised, and took the brocade box from Ying Zichu.

Pills were placed in it, each about the size of a fingertip, dark and round.

"It's my son who has a heart."

With a chuckle, he closed the box and put it in his arms: "In this way, the widow will accept it."

In the following time, the two were like a harmonious father and son, talking happily.

Before he knew it, he had already reached the gate of the palace, and it was not suitable for Ying Zichu to go in again.

The two stopped.

Ying Zichu took half a step back: "Father, it's getting late, so please come home first."

"Yeah." Nodding, Ying Zhu waved his hand: "Go, rest early."

"Yes."

Ying Zichu bowed and took a few steps back, then got up and left.

It wasn't until he turned his back that the modest look on his face faded away.

What he gave to his father was indeed a tonic, and it was a good tonic, and it was a different prescription given to him by Lu Buwei.

However, some other substances were added, in addition to nourishing the body, it also has the effect of nourishing the body and nourishing the yang, and the medicinal properties are not too strong.

Ordinary people will be fine after eating it, and it can even be regarded as a rare product.

But King Qin's body is weak and weak, and often needs to be recuperated by the imperial physician.

A few days ago, Ying Zichu made a special trip for someone.

I got Ying Zhu's medical record from the imperial physician, and based on that medical record, I made these medicines.

Even if a famous doctor comes to test, it is impossible to find anything in a short time.

But if this medicine is really taken by Qin Wang Yingzhu's body, there will be only one result.

Within three days, qi and blood rushed to the heart.

With his hands behind his back, Ying Zichu's robe rolled up with his steps.

He finally got to this point.

The last step in falling completely into this power.

He raised his head, seemed to pause in his steps, and grinned dryly.

I don't know what I'm laughing at.

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Ying Zhu returned to the palace, the candles in the palace were lit, and he walked in alone.

Sitting at the table, he took out the medicine box in his arms and put it on the table.

With a calm face, he glanced at the medicine box.

"Come on."

Like the wind, but not the wind.