Fantasy, how can my villain play without a system?

When everyone saw the corpse of the prince all over the place, their expressions were horrified.

At the same time, I saw a stranger standing in the center, but this person was somewhat similar to the prince.

Zhao Guang's complexion changed, he couldn't remember why this person was familiar.

He rushed to Yingtian's body first, raised his hand and squeezed it tightly, "Who are you! How dare you pretend to be the third prince and kill all the princes," he was about to search for his soul immediately.

Others also gathered around, wanting to rectify Yingtian on the spot, Shengwei squeezed towards Yingtian endlessly,

There was a creaking sound from his bones, as if he would be crushed if he was delayed for a moment.

Yingtian's face remained unchanged, but he looked up at the old man high in the sky. "My identity, you should know."

With a wave of his hand, the old man overwhelmed everyone's aura, Yingtian lightened and resumed his breathing.

"Old Meng?" Someone asked in confusion.

Meng Xiang walked down slowly and said, "Your name is Yingtian, right? You are also the heir of Emperor Qin."

This situation is already very obvious, the princes of Daqin are all killed, there is no one except Yingtian, and he came here by order, and Qinhuang has already told him about Yingtian's identity.

Not to mention that even if the prince is all around, he must keep a proud man like Yingtian, let alone the prince is the only one left now.

"Yes, it seems that the Sun family has found out about me." Yingtian's face was calm, and he was relieved to see Meng Lao's attitude. Sure enough, talent and strength are more important than anything else, as long as you have blood.

Zhao Guang tried his best to remember something, and suddenly a dirty little face appeared in his mind, which began to overlap with Yingtian's face.

"So it's you?" Zhao Guang said suddenly, he didn't understand how this child survived, and even made it this far.

"Mr. Zhao has a good memory, it's me." Yingtian didn't have any feelings for Zhao Guang, and this person didn't care about him at all at that time.

"Really, the world is impermanent," Zhao Guang took a deep breath. He guessed that when he came back from the Hengduan Mountains, he would not be the former third prince. He tried his best to calm down and stopped talking. It was left to Emperor Qin to deal with it. If this is the case, this is an internal matter of the royal family itself.

But other people still have a lot of dissatisfaction, because Meng Lao looks like he is going to let Yingtian go, so he said hastily.

"Old Meng, this person is now pretending to be the third prince, which means that the third prince must have been killed by him, and the death of the eldest prince and the fifth prince must have something to do with him. Now that the evidence for the corpses of these princes is solid, do you want to spare him?"

"Your Majesty has to decide on this matter. I'll take him to meet His Majesty before we talk about it. You are all quite old, and you have more than one prince to assist you. Don't I know what you are worried about? It's nothing more than petty profits. If you're not satisfied, I'll make it up later," Meng Lao snorted coldly.

These old guys don't really care about the life and death of these princes, they are nothing but interests.

Hearing such blunt words from Meng Lao, he couldn't hold back his face, stopped talking immediately, and looked at Yingtian with uncomfortable eyes.

This is the third person on the list of minor saints, and he just suddenly appeared in Daqin.

For a while, I didn't know whether to be happy or what to do.

Only Zhao Guang didn't know that he was facing this Yingtian.

"Yingtian, let's go, Your Majesty and many princes are waiting for you, this matter is of great importance," Meng Lao said.

After Meng Xiang left with Yingtian, the place returned to calm, but the things here fluctuated greatly, and many people in the palace saw and heard it.

All of a sudden, there was a wave of waves.

"I didn't expect that there are still such young people who have endured for so long, just to avenge the hatred of the past?" Zhao Guang sighed,

He saw a heroic temperament in Yingtian, and he even felt that this person had a chance to compete with Gu Tianxing, and he was definitely the most suitable Qinhuang for Daqin.

"Old Zhao, you have been around the third prince for so long and haven't found any clues?"

Zhao Guang shook his head and said, "No, I didn't pay attention at all, but I advise everyone, if this son can come from such adversity to this point, his future achievements will definitely be not small, and you should give up the idea of ​​revenge."

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Zhao is thinking too much. Although we are all serving the prince, we are also very clear that it is all because of cultivation. The prince can be anyone. Besides, this is an internal competition of the royal family. What good do we have?" hateful"

"The anger that shouldn't be there just now has to be angry, and you can't be too indifferent."

Zhao Guang waved his sleeves when he heard the words, he didn't bother to talk to this group of sanctimonious people.

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The imperial palace of Daqin is brightly lit, and it is also the most magnificent palace under the night sky.

It shines like daylight in a radius of tens of miles.

Yingtian looked calm, neither happy nor sad, walking on the jade road leading to Qinhuang Palace.

This jade road is a full five thousand feet from the main entrance of the Qinhuang Palace to the Qinhuang Palace.

Yingtian walked neither fast nor slow, and Meng Xiang, who was walking ahead, didn't say a word.

The road is long.

Facing the majestic palace, Yingtian's eyes were steady, not knowing what he was thinking.

The distance from the palace was getting closer and closer, and this was the first time he was about to face his father.

That is, Qin Huang, there is no fluctuation for him at this moment.

For such a father, Yingtian has no feelings, and even has some hatred.

He would rather be an ordinary person with normal parents, and send his parents to die when he is a hundred years old.

Marry an ordinary woman by himself, and then live a carefree life, he has always hoped to have such a day,

Perhaps it was because Yingtian watched all the fireworks in the world when he was in trouble, and felt the simple life, which made him envious, yearning,

But after the seeds of hatred and the ambition that made him grow, he could never go back.

I don't know how long I walked, and finally came to the entrance of the main hall of the Qinhuang Palace. It is very magnificent when viewed from a distance.

Now that he got close, he was even more out of breath. The palace avenue seemed to cover the sky and the earth.

"Yingtian, now you have truly recognized your ancestors, kneel down" Meng Lao said softly,

Yingtian's eyes were steady. He had thought about it many times at this moment, but he didn't want to admit this father, but he was indeed of Daqin bloodline. Although he was ruthless, he had to rely on this bloodline to take back everything he had.

With a bang, Yingtian knelt down, clasped his hands and lifted them up, raised his indifferent eyes to look at the majestic palace, and said loudly

"Great Qin ancestor Qinzu 630 12 generations of descendants, great-great-grandson of the great-grandfather Chengwang, great-grandson of the great-grandfather King Yunxiang, grandson of the ancestor Hengguogong, the new Qinhuang's... the concubine Yingtian came back from abroad, Worship the ancestors, ask to see the father and king, and implore the child to recognize the ancestors and return to the clan."

His tone was flat, without any excitement at all. He deliberately said the word "bastard son" because he was extremely unwilling, but he just wanted to be the heir apparent in the name of the son of a son-in-law, and beat Qin Huang hard, that is, This so-called father's face.

"Enter" came a deep voice from the palace, which seemed to belong to Emperor Qin.

Yingtian stood up and stepped up the steps. After stepping into the majestic hall, he found that the situation inside was similar to what he had imagined.

Civil and military officials stood on both sides,

As he entered, everyone cast surprised eyes, most of them were curious, puzzled,

Undoubtedly, everyone is thinking about how this bastard, who was kicked out of the palace since childhood, came to this point.

Adventure?Heaven-defying chance?All of these seemed to be nothing, the young Yingtian became mysterious in everyone's eyes.

At the top, sat the majestic Emperor Qin, wearing a crown on his head, and his bronze-colored skin made him even more intimidating.

When he saw this strange and familiar heir, he really felt that it was his own blood.

"Huanger, I have suffered." Qin Huang's voice was deep and magnetic. "From now on, your mother will be Concubine Tianxin from now on, and you will also be the real legitimate son"

As a tyrannical hero, when I saw this child who used to be indifferent, now he showed a look of hesitation and care.

In a word, all worries were eliminated, at least on the surface, and Yingtian's identity was changed to his son, and the maidservant whom he didn't remember at all was promoted to imperial concubine.

"Thank you! Father!" Yingtian arched his hands, and also responded without emotion. His performance was exactly the same as Qinhuang's, without anger, silence, or sadness.But when he heard that his mother had an orthodox title, his hands trembled unconsciously.

It seems that he is really a prince who accidentally fell into the world of mortals, returning to meet his father again.

Such a scene made all the ministers couldn't help raising their evaluation of Yingtian again.

Because the shadow of Emperor Qin has been seen in him,