Qin Wang Yingzheng

Ying Zheng nodded, indicating that it was time to start, and the palace servants pinched the arms of all the people around them as instructions.

The fierce and high-pitched music sounded suddenly, although it was very pleasant, it was a bit out of place in such an environment.

Ying Zheng frowned in displeasure, and glanced at Yan Zheng's similarly frowned brows with a trace of sadness, and couldn't help but turn his eyes colder, so frightened that palace man quickly pinched him again, signaling that the unreliable The performer changes a tune.

Unexpectedly, a sudden change happened at this moment, and Gao Jianli, who was getting closer and closer to the performance while King Qin was not paying attention, suddenly raised the bamboo in his hand, and threw it decisively at the position he had identified from the sound he heard before— —

"Dog thief, take your life!"

With a loud "boom", Nazhu fell to the ground within a few centimeters of Yingzheng's feet. Although it didn't hit anyone, the sound made the unprepared Yanzheng suddenly palpitate, and suddenly out of breath.

"Hmm..." Clenching her heart tightly, Yanzheng's body suddenly arched, obviously gasping for breath, but it always felt like nothing was inhaled, the oxygen in her body seemed to be constantly lacking, just Like lost life force, irreversible.

"Azheng!" Ying Zheng quickly hugged Yanzheng, who looked uncomfortable and dying, without even looking at the assailant just now, no matter how he called, he ignored him, just kept calling Azheng's name, hugging Him, let him not be so uncomfortable.

"Call all the imperial physicians!" Ying Zheng's hysterical voice made the palace staff rush to carry out the order.

The whole world became chaotic, with noisy ears, but Yingzheng only saw Yanzheng's increasingly pale complexion, and only more and more blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. Can't stop it.

"Hahaha, Ying Zheng, look at you now, have you experienced the pain of losing your loved one? You have also tasted it! So what if I can't kill you, at least I can still feel you It looks so sad, isn't it powerless, is it sad? But the more you are like this, the happier I am! I lost Jing Ke, and you will soon lose this so-called Zheng!"

Gao Jianli laughed crazily, blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, but he was really happy, he hadn't been so happy since Jing Ke left him!

"Yingzheng, I curse you, I curse you that you will not get what you want most in this life, whether it is power or love, you are doomed to be lonely in this life!!! Even if you live the same life as this world, even if you become Lord of the world, everyone you love will leave you, soon, soon, hahahaha..."

This fierce curse made Ying Zheng turn his head quickly, and his cold eyes like a hell demon wrapped around Gao Jianli's body, which made this already crazy person shrink back with a trace of fear.

"Cook it!" Gao Jianli's face paled in an instant with just two words, and the guards who came here did not care how the man struggled, and stepped back directly.

"Yingzheng, Yingzheng, I curse you, curse you!"

The gradually lowering voice was like a gangrene, echoing in Yingzheng's ears over and over again. He suddenly remembered that many years ago, in that cold and gloomy Yang Palace, his mother was like this, shrill and piercing. The voice said over and over again——

"Yingzheng, I curse you, I curse you that you will not get what you want most in this life, whether it is power or love, you are destined to be lonely in this life!!! No one will love you, no one will love you Yes, hahahahahahahaha..."

The world is cursing him, everyone is cursing him, but he doesn't care, he doesn't care at all, he only wants A Zheng.

"Azheng, don't leave me..." Embracing the man who fainted from the pain in his arms, the Qiangu Yidi silently shed his tears at this moment, as fragile as a child who lost everything...

Longevity

Yanzheng's body is getting worse day by day, and his face is getting paler day by day. Everyone in the palace knows that this cold-looking but kind-hearted young man is about to die.

Everyone knows it, and Ying Zheng knows it too, but he doesn't believe it, or... he doesn't want to believe it.

He still came to see him every day, took more time to see him than before, and fed him a lot of food to nourish his body, but he couldn't eat those things, or he vomited after eating them, Yanzheng's already thin face became thinner and thinner After walking down, the scar on the side of the face became more obvious and more ferocious.Hovering over it, like wriggling light-colored reptiles, bit by bit devouring his little vitality.

"Is it ugly?" On a quiet, sunny morning, Yanzheng raised her hand and gently held Ying Zheng's hand that was stroking her cheek, and smiled weakly, "If it's ugly, don't look at it."

Ying Zheng didn't pull his hand away. In fact, he enjoyed such a peaceful time, if Ah Zheng's illness wasn't so serious.

He bent down, kissed the scar on the side of his face lightly, and when he straightened up again, Ying Zheng also smiled: "No, it's very pretty, and it's still as good-looking as before."

"You're coaxing me again." Yanzheng smiled, but there was still a nice blush on her pale face.

"I didn't coax you. You really haven't changed at all. You are still the same as when we first met." Ying Zheng's eyes seemed to have a flash of light, and the sincere eyes made people feel eager and warm. He held Yanzheng instead and became The same skinny hand, gently, as if it was only covered with a layer of skin, "Azheng, I have sent someone to the place of cultivating immortals to seek the law of longevity, you will be fine."

Yanzheng lowered his eyes and did not speak. Although he has been recuperating here these days, he knows many things about the palace and the Qin Dynasty, and they all come from the mouth of the emperor in front of him.

In the beginning, many imperial physicians and doctors were summoned both inside and outside the palace to see his fate, but maybe it was his fate, but no one could diagnose what his disease was and how to treat it.Although Yingzheng didn't show anything on the surface, Yanzheng could understand all this from his increasingly tight lips. In fact, he didn't care. From the beginning, he didn't think he could survive.

But Yingzheng's mood became worse and worse. From the beginning, talking with him about policies and construction projects turned into talking about longevity and immortality. Although he always comforted and encouraged him gently, Yan Zheng knows that this unprecedented emperor has become more and more moody, isn't it evident from the decree he accidentally learned about "burning books and burying scholars" and building the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang?

And what happened to the palace man who inadvertently leaked this?Ying Zheng didn't tell him, but since then, there are no palace people who can speak in the place where he lives, and even those palace people who can't speak can only walk around outside his room. The only person who can stay in this room is King Qin, no, it should be Qin Shihuang now.

"What's the matter, why don't you talk?" Ying Zheng grabbed Yan Zheng's hanging hand and kissed the withered fingers, his eyes were fixed on the man who turned his head sideways, he knew that every time he said something like that, he would Ah Zheng always chooses to remain silent, as if in disbelief.

"It's nothing, I'm a little sleepy." Yanzheng closed her eyes, her pale face could not hide the exhaustion. In fact, even though he slept most of the day, he still couldn't resist the sleepiness and The feeling of exhaustion came like a tide, "I want to see Fusu and Bizhi, I haven't seen them for a long time."

In fact, it's not just that I haven't seen them for a long time?Since that incident, there is almost no one else around him except Ying Zheng. Even though Ying Zheng has been with him as much as possible, he still feels lonely and swallows him slowly like the night. Maybe one day he will be alone. I closed my eyes completely and couldn't wake up again.

Looking at the rare brilliance in the eyes of the person in front of him, he couldn't say the words of refusal when it came to his lips. In the end, Ying Zheng could only nod his head, even though he wanted to be alone with Yan Zheng so much that he didn't know how long it would take. good time.

That's right, although he never admitted that his Zheng would leave him soon, he was still afraid, and couldn't help crying when he watched him sleep soundly.

Fusu and Gan Luo arrived soon, and the two of them sat on the head of Yanzheng's bed, their eyes turned red, and they could even vaguely hear Fusu's suppressed soft sobs.

The three of them chatted briefly under the gaze of Ying Zheng not far away, and in Ying Zheng's eyes, the man who hadn't smiled for a long time finally showed a hearty smile, and his pale complexion seemed to be stained with a red light , gave Yingzheng the illusion that his Zheng was just lying on the bed tired...

The conversation didn't last long. Ying Zheng sent Yan Zheng away when he saw that Yan Zheng was tired, and didn't leave until he watched him fall asleep.

In the main hall, the red-eyed Fusu kept clenching and loosening his fists, as if he could only vent his anger and grief in this way. He really didn't expect that after a few months of absence, a person who was only a little weak would Become what it is now.

Is it all the father's fault?His father had changed, really changed. Whether it was the inhuman orders he gave before or the absolute control over brother Zheng, he was shocked, scared and distressed.

People are always very impulsive when they are angry. The moment Ying Zheng stepped into the main hall, Fu Su stepped forward, and subconsciously raised his voice, suppressing his anger: "Father, you still have to treat Brother Zheng like When is this closed?"

At the same time as the sentence fell, the two people present were shocked.

Gan Luo did not expect that the eldest son, who has always respected and respected his father, would issue such a question, and Ying Zheng did not expect the same, but he was more angry.