VII

"My life... Fusu, you are more nervous than me..."

"..."

"Fu Su... Su Er..." Ying Zheng smiled and said, "It's not impossible for me to take this medicine... I want you to be the emperor and protect the great Qin State for at least a thousand years. You can do it?"

"Father...you are forcing me..." Fusu's face was pale and full of despair, "you are so persecuting my son and minister, the entire Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods lasted for more than five hundred years, and my Great Qin Liguo is nothing more than this, you actually Ask me to keep it for thousands of years! There is no dynasty in this world that cannot be destroyed, and there is no country that cannot be defeated!" This empire should have died long ago!

Ying Zheng looked at Fusu in his spare time and said, "So, I just ask you to keep it for a thousand years. After a thousand years, I won't be able to see who is right."

"Okay..." Fusu who was driven to a desperate situation said tragically: "Father, you are so cruel..." He would never learn how to disobey him and reject him.

The desperate Fusu seemed to have touched Ying Zheng's hard-hearted heart. He looked away and said, "When I woke up this time, I felt much lighter. What did you eat for me?"

"Blood ginseng, half a tree of blood ginseng." Fusu clenched the jade bottle tightly, as if holding a priceless treasure, as if holding Ying Zheng's life.

"In other words, there is still half of it left..." Ying Zheng pondered: "How long will it last?"

"A few tablets a day, up to five days."

"I can live for five days?"

"Yes……"

"Fusu, you don't have to be so wronged. It's fine if I don't wake up. If I'm lucky enough to wake up, I promise you one thing."When people are pushed to the brink of desperation, they always have to give them life-saving straws. There is hope, and the long years of thousands of years will be easier to endure.To put it bluntly, Ying Zheng didn't believe he could wake up at all.

"really?"

"really."

"Anything is fine?"

"Anything is fine."

Hot tears rolled down the eye sockets, Fu Su raised his head, trying to keep the tears from flowing so fast. "That's enough..." No matter how much grievance is, it will no longer be grievance, no matter how much pain, it will no longer be pain, no matter how much waiting, there will be a direction, and the rest of my life will have a reason to live .

Fusu pushed open the door, turned his back to Yingzheng and said, "Father, do you like me?"

"I like it..." Ying Zheng closed his eyes and said, "I like it very much..." How could he not like it?I like it so much, I like it so much that I want to give him the best and most precious country.But this kind of liking is just pure father's liking for his son.

Both of them know that their love for each other is not what the other wants, but that's all they can say.To go any further would be to cross a certain taboo line.

"If Fusu's request cannot be fulfilled by the emperor, then what should we do?"

"You are not joking." Because he knew what Fusu would ask, Yingzheng would not be unable to do it. It was the easiest and the most difficult.

"My son, let's talk first, and give you time to prepare, father, so that you won't be able to do it in the future..." Fusu smiled faintly, with resentment and self-mockery, but couldn't help but be full of hope: " I want you to have me for the rest of your life."

"Fu Su..." Ying Zheng sighed. "I promise you."

Fusu walked out of the room, even closed the door consciously, then slid to the ground with his back against the door, covering his lips and crying bitterly, the heartache was more severe than ever before.He knew that although his father's face was still young, but he was already in his forties at this time, even if he woke up after taking the medicine of Xue Ning Dan, how long could he live?ten years? 15 years? 20 years?It is rare for a person to live for seventy years... Is it worth it to exchange a thousand years for Ying Zheng's uncertain 20-year company?not worth it!However, knowing that it wasn't worth it, when Ying Zheng agreed, Fusu felt that this life was enough, so it doesn't matter if it's worth it, doesn't it?

How... stupid...

Standing up staggeringly, Fusu stumbled towards the kitchen, where there was a pot of soup and medicine stewed by himself. According to the medical officer's prescription, Fusu didn't even blink Throw it in.

After simmering slowly for ten hours, Fusu filled a cup and brought it to Yingzheng's gate when it was cool. He took a deep breath and opened the door to walk in.The medical official Fang Zishi once said: This is a good medicine and a tonic, but it is also a strong medicine for seriously ill people. Although it can relieve temporary pain, it is harmful to Yingzheng's body.But for Fusu, no matter how bad Ying Zheng's health is, the key is whether he can alleviate the excruciating pain.

The medicine was placed in front of the couch, and Fusu lifted the hanging gauze curtain to realize something was wrong. Ying Zheng, who had fallen asleep for a short while, was not sleeping soundly at this time. He was frowning, sweating profusely, tossing and turning, and restless disturbed.

"Father, wake up, what's wrong with you?" Fusu reached out and patted Ying Zheng's shoulder in a panic.

Ying Zheng woke up in a daze, as if he was still in a dream.

Seeing that Ying Zheng had woken up, Fusu felt relieved, picked up the medicine cup, carefully placed it in Ying Zheng's hand, and said softly, "Father, it's time to drink the medicine."

Gradually waking up, Ying Zheng stroked the edge of the cup, looked at his own reflection reflected in the black soup, and said slowly, "I had a nightmare..."

"What nightmare?"

"The fire in Xianyang Palace..." Ying Zheng raised his eyes to look at Fusu, who looked defeated in an instant, and said, "You know what I'm talking about, don't you?" The building is full of wind.

"..."

Ying Zheng sneered: "The raging fire lasted for three months, and the sky and the earth were so red. In the fire, charred corpses and broken weapons could be seen everywhere... Fusu...my good son...shouldn't you give me an explanation ?"

"..." Fusu closed his eyes with a pale face and remained silent.

With a crisp sound, Yingzheng's furious voice reached Fusu's ears. "explain!"

Fu Su opened his eyes abruptly, avoiding the furious Ying Zheng, reached out to pick up the debris on the ground in a panic, and said: "There is still in the kitchen, my son, go and fill another pot, this medicine can relieve pain and make you feel better." many."

Unknown where the strength came from, Yingzheng grabbed Fusu's hand and said angrily, "Tell me! How could my Great Qin Empire fall!"

Fusu pressed Yingzheng's hand and comforted him: "Father, no, with my son here, Daqin will not perish... Believe me, it's not real, it's just a nightmare..."

Throwing off Fusu's hand, Yingzheng looked deeply at Fusu for a long time, and suddenly said: "Fusu, I want you to swear that the great Qin country will last forever, and the country will last forever!"

Immediately following Ying Zheng's words, Fusu said without hesitation: "Fusu swears that he will protect..."

"I swear by my life! If the Great Qin Empire falls by your hands, I will die without a place to die! I will never be reborn!"

"Father..." Eyes widened, Fusu looked at Ying Zheng in disbelief, "How can this be..."

"Say!"

With all kinds of bitterness in his heart, Fusu said with difficulty: "Fusu... swear..." The hoarse voice reached Fusu's ears, and Fusu felt that it didn't sound like his own at all.

"If the Great Qin Dynasty perishes in the hands of Fusu, the first emperor... Yingzheng..." The short number of ten spit out from Fusu's mouth, it was not only hoarse, it was trembling, and it began to shatter.

"Death has no burial... place... and will never be reborn..." After saying the last part of the sentence, Fu Su fell to the ground, exhausted physically and mentally, and his mouth was filled with a strong smell of blood.