Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

"Zi Chu knows a lot about what he does in daily life. And."

Ying Zichu paused for a moment, then moved his eyes away: "If Zichu is willing, I can also know the safety of the master."

There was a drop of cold sweat dripping from Lu Buwei's forehead, he just felt that he was completely seen by the person in front of him, and there was no secret at all.

It was obvious that Ying Zichu's secret son had been planted by his side.

"Sir, Zi Chu is very kind to Zi Chu, and Zi Chu will remember it in his heart, but if there is any discrepancy, Zi Chu will be very embarrassed." Ying Zi Chu narrowed his eyes and smiled.

He wouldn't kill Lu Buwei, perhaps because he was thinking of old feelings, but maybe it should be said that Lu Buwei is still useful.

Ying Zichu's time is numbered. If he dies, Ying Zheng will succeed him.

Zheng'er is still young and the current situation is unstable, so there needs to be someone who can grasp the overall situation.Lu Buwei would be a good choice, and he can trust that.

"There should be no cure for my disease. After I go, I will hand over my things to Zheng'er, and I need my husband to take care of me."

"Sir, what do you think?"

What should be handed over to Yingzheng, it should be that Qin State naturally still has the right to Lu Buwei's safety.

Ying Zichu made his words very clear, emphasizing both grace and power.

You just need to do what you have to do, and I can let you go for a while, thinking about the past kindness.But if you do something wrong, I also have a way to kill you.

Lu Buwei lowered his head and replied calmly: "I understand."

It was cold behind him.

Seeing Ying Zichu waving his hand, he retreated slowly.

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Lu Buwei walked with his head down in the long corridor of the bedroom, the light from both sides shone into the somewhat dim corridor, and shone at his feet piece by piece.

He understands that although he has the financial power in his hands now, the road ahead is already a cliff, and if he makes a wrong step, he will be doomed.

"Tap Tat Tat..."

There were footsteps at the end of the corridor.

At this time, who else is there?

Lu Buwei raised his head.

I saw a man in a white robe coming around the corner.

He was wearing a large white robe, his head was tied in a bun, and his face was covered with a bronze mask, so he couldn't see clearly.

There is only one person in Xianyang City who can do this dress.

Lost in battle.

Have you returned to Xianyang yet?

Both saw each other, stopped at the same time, looked at each other across the long corridor, and walked forward at the same time until they passed each other.

"Long time no see, Mr. Lu."

"Yeah, long time no see."

The two didn't say much or even looked at each other, and walked away towards one end.

At this time, call the forbidden army?

Lu Buwei walked towards Gu Nan with his back on his back, his eyes flickering, and he remembered the appearance of An Guojun Yingzhu when he succeeded to the throne.

Do you clean the door?

1Chapter 17: Maybe this is wrong

The air in the hall has a faint smell of medicine, maybe it has not been ventilated for a long time, and it is so dull that it makes people feel uncomfortable.A few particles of dust wandered in the air, flying down aimlessly in the light beams cast from the window.

An indescribably depressing smell.

Sitting on the bed, Ying Zichu should have been only in his thirties, but he looked like he was already in his twilight years.

There was a light knock at the door, and he raised his head to see the man in the white robe walk in.

With a faint smile: "You are here."

Gu Nan made a martial salute: "Meet your majesty."

There was no one else around, so Ying Zichu weakly raised his hand, smiled and said, "No."

Gu Nan straightened up, and there was a moment of silence in the hall.

The smile on Ying Zichu's face was somewhat helpless, maybe he also understood that the two had different identities after all.

Suddenly Gu Nan walked to the window silently, stretched out his hand to press on the window, and slowly pushed the window open.

"I'm so bored, if I'm not sick, I should be bored."

"A smell of herbs."

The window was pushed open, and the sunlight from outside fell in, shining on the person with a bit of warmth.A gentle breeze blew away the dust and heavy air in the room.

Ying Zichu looked at the person standing by the window, and reluctantly dispersed, his expression relaxed, and he smiled slowly.

"Ahem, I feel the same way. Those quack doctors in the palace say that you can't see the wind, which really makes me panic."

Both of them looked out of the window, and what they saw was the endless palace.

Gu Nan turned around and half leaned against the window.

"Didn't it mean that it was just a common illness, to this extent?"

"Who knows?" Ying Zichu didn't seem to care about his body, he leaned casually by the bed and said with a light smile.

Squinting his eyes and looking at the sunlight coming in through the window, it seemed very pleasant.

"Oh, what do those quack doctors in the palace say?"

"Time is running out."

"Zheng'er is young. After I leave, I hope Brother Gu will take care of me in the future."

"Naturally." Gu Nan looked at Ying Zichu who was sitting there, then moved his eyes away, and looked out the window: "I'm Zheng'er's husband."