I and the King of Qin Sweep Liuhe

Zhao Zheng subconsciously wanted to throw this guy out, and suddenly a mechanical voice sounded in his mind: "Your Majesty! This is Your Majesty!"

Zhao Zheng: "..."

System: "This body is made of dragon bones. It has only been raised in the Dragon Ball for three years. It is still a little unstable. When it is exhausted, it will tend to transform into a dragon shape."

Ying Zheng also heard this, and his face was a little gloomy.

The system hurriedly said: "It's very easy to solve! This body lacks human blood, so it's like this. Your Majesty, please give your Majesty a little blood to see. After that, feed a few drops every day, and it will stabilize in about a month."

Zhao Zheng's face paled, and he was just about to find something to bleed out, when the little dragon suddenly wrapped around him, circled all the way, and reached his neck.

He opened his mouth and pierced his skin with his fangs, sucking.

Your Majesty is really not polite at all.

Zhao Zheng tilted his head slightly, feeling extremely cute.

Not long after, Ying Zheng, who had turned back into a human form, grabbed his clothes from behind and put them on.Looking back, Zhao Zheng saw a faint golden mist in his eyes and blood at the corner of his mouth, so he reached out to wipe it off for him.Seeing that Ying Zheng was displeased, he comforted him: "It's okay, it would look good if you turned into a dragon."

Ying Zheng: "...No."

Zhao Zheng held back his laughter, thinking that it must be dawn outside, and said softly, "Do you want some food?"

Yingzheng was indeed a little hungry, and the voice of the servant just sounded outside: "Your Majesty, it's time to wash up and eat."

Zhao Zheng knew from Ying Zheng's expression that he was hungry, so he asked the servant to come in.

There was only the light of the night pearl in the room, illuminating the inner room brightly, the waiter led the waiter to deliver the meal to the outer room, and laid it out on the table, when suddenly he heard a soft voice: "Open the window."

The waiter was taken aback for a moment, then overjoyed, "Yes!"

The waiters immediately went to draw the curtains and open the windows by the way.

Fresh air came in in the morning, the sun was warm and clear, and the dullness and gloom in the room before were swept away, and the servant heard Zhao Zheng say again: "How many sets of clothes did I take?"

The servant hurriedly said: "Your Majesty ordered you to prepare two copies of everything yesterday, and I dare not forget it."

Zhao Zheng: "Come in and serve."

The waiters filed in with their respective things.

The inner room was very large, almost empty, and as soon as everyone entered, they saw a His Majesty sitting on the couch, and another opening a window.

Waiters: "..."

Although I had already seen the dragon son who was exactly like His Majesty on the deck yesterday, but it was only a quick glance, because His Majesty immediately returned to the room with the sleeping Long Zi in his arms.

At this moment, I really saw it up close, and found that the two people are exactly the same, even the eye movements are very similar!Everyone felt very...frightening.

One His Majesty is enough for them to be frightened, another one, my God!

Standing by the window, Zhao Zheng glanced at the scene outside. Sure enough, the group of courtiers were whispering together on the deck, and they seemed to be planning to discuss Longzi with him.He withdrew his gaze calmly, and the servant on the other side was struggling with Ying Zheng: "...Your Majesty?"

Ying Zheng was wrapped in a thin blanket and refused to change, staring at Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zhengcai remembered the marks on his body, smiled slightly, and signaled the servant to put down the bed curtain.The curtains are so thick that no light can penetrate when lowered, only the night pearls beside the couch emit clear light.Ying Zheng threw the blanket and was about to take off his clothes when Zhao Zheng lifted a corner of the curtain and moved up, "I'll change it for you."

Ying Zheng turned his back and took off his wrinkled underwear. Zhao Zheng silently watched the beautiful scene, and the urge to bully him emerged again.

...was so bad.

After Ying Zheng put on his underwear, Wei Wei turned his head and asked Zhao Zheng to help him pull out his hair. Zhao Zheng did as he said, and helped him get dressed by the way.

Soon, he thought.

After breakfast, the two emperors had a short court meeting with the courtiers who followed the parade.

The content is quite simple -

Courtiers: Your Majesty, what do you plan to do with this dragon son who is exactly like you?

Your Majesty: I unilaterally declare that this is my soul mate who will accompany me for the rest of my life.

Courtiers: Your Majesty, you scum...

Your Majesty: Drag it out, chop it up

Courtiers: Oh, God bless Daqin for your majesty to have such a wonderful soul mate!The minister waited for the tears to flow and couldn't help himself!Hurry up and write a letter to Xianyang to tell His Royal Highness the great news!He wants two!indivual!father!Emperor!up!

A certain prince: ...? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Xin Si.Emperor parade north.

Guiwei, to the old land of Handan.

After the fall of the Zhao Kingdom, the old site of the royal palace no longer exists, and only some annexes of the palace are still preserved.After the unification of the six kingdoms, there was no war, and Handan was more lively and prosperous than before. The evening was the busiest time before the curfew.

But today's Handan is much more fortified than in the past, and there are guards patrolling everywhere on the road.

Zhao Zheng and Ying Zheng met officials from Handan and its surrounding areas in the Li Palace, and set up a banquet, firstly as a consolation and favor, secondly, to give Zhang Liang and Li Si a chance to make a wave of remarks about being ordered by heaven, and then talk about it The black dragon comes out of the water or something, create public opinion, and lay a solid foundation for him and Ying Zheng to come to court together in the future.

Ying Zheng left first because he was unwell. After the banquet, Zhao Zheng got a little drunk and went to find Ying Zheng. They agreed to visit Zhao Li's mansion.

The door of the mansion was open, and it was already guarded by heavy soldiers. After Zhao Zheng entered, he walked in the direction of the study involuntarily.

Handan officials have been taking care of this place all the time, and the area is still the same as in memory, and not a single plant or tree has changed.When he stepped into the courtyard, he saw a person standing by the wall.

With a clear and cold back, he looked up at a wisp of flowers protruding from the other side of the wall.

Zhao Zheng raised his hand and waved the waiter away, took off his cloak and walked over.

Ying Zheng turned around when he heard footsteps, and there was a smile in his pale golden eyes.

Zhao Zheng was engrossed in watching it, and couldn't help but pause.

"Come on, come here." Ying Zheng raised his hand nostalgicly and gestured, "You were only this high when you climbed over this wall, and your leg was injured. I was frightened at that time."

Zhao Zheng looked at him, "Want to read it? I'll show you another one."

"What is your identity?" Ying Zheng pulled him into his arms, as if he was back when Zhao Zheng was a child, "What if I get hurt again."

Zhao Zheng hummed childishly, "I know that Mr. loves me."

Ying Zheng couldn't help laughing, "Go in and have a look."

The furnishings in the study were the same as before, not a single thread was moved, they were carefully cared for, and there was no dust left.Ying Zheng also took out the ruler to look at it, and Zhao Zheng rubbed the back of his hand seriously: "You really can do it."

Ying Zheng said boldly: "It's not me who hurts."

Zhao Zheng: "..."

It will hurt you later.

Ying Zheng looked at the bookcase again, and finally got behind the screen and saw the familiar bed.

"That Zhao Li is in poor health, he has to lie down for seven out of ten days."

Zhao Zheng: "Zhao Ying's nose bleeds just by looking at me."

Ying Zheng: "...that's really a physical problem, and I don't want to."

"Isn't it because I'm so charming?"

"...Yes, Your Majesty is so handsome, I can't help myself."

Zhao Zheng was amused by him, and kissed him on the lips, as if thinking of something, his eyes moved slightly: "I don't seem to have fed you today."

Ying Zheng: "...have eaten."

"Feed a little more." Zhao Zheng took out a needle from the small mechanism box he carried with him, pricked his finger, and brought it to Ying Zheng's lips, "Eat more."

Ying Zheng understood his little thoughts, but he didn't pierce them. He pressed his fingertips a few times, "Enough is enough..."

Originally, he wanted to bandage him up, but Zhao Zheng took the opportunity to put his finger into his mouth and stirred it maliciously.Ying Zheng bit it, but he couldn't speak anymore, so he let go and sucked it like candy.

This is really a clear temptation.

Zhao Zheng's eyes darkened, "Try harder, eat a little more."

Ying Zheng just didn't listen to him, he spat out his fingers, and a bloody silver thread was pulled out from between his lips.Zhao Zheng's breathing was a little messy, but he still restrained himself very well. He grabbed Ying Zheng and pressed him on the couch, bowed his head and kissed him, pecking his lips little by little.

Ying Zheng tasted a little alcohol he brought, as if stimulated, it invaded his lips and tongue.Zhao Zhenghui used a more domineering invasion, groping in his sleeve while pestering.

Suddenly, a familiar bell rang.Ying Zheng, who was immersed in it, opened his eyes at that time, and saw a century-old lock in Zhao Zheng's hand.

"Sir, put it on." Zhao Zheng unfolded the hundred-year-old lock and brought it to Ying Zheng.

It was the lock that Zhao Zheng gave him back then.

Ying Zheng got up slightly, and the five-color rope passed through his head. Zhao Zheng pulled his hair out with his hands, and time seemed to go back to the beginning. A humble proton living in another family, using his little money to buy a lock for the person he loves the most, in this room, in front of this couch, he puts it on that person very solemnly and tenderly.

It was as if he had given him the most precious thing in the world.

And it does.

He gave him the emperor's love that no one else dared to ask for.

Just like that.

That serious and focused look didn't even change, but there were more taboos and secret desires than admiration.

Zhao Zheng's fingers brushed against Ying Zheng's neck, and the picture overlapped with that of 18 years ago.

But now, he is no longer that little proton who can't even protect himself.

Not only has he been able to protect the person he loves the most, but he has also protected these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, so that those barbarians will never dare to attack again.

"The first time I wanted to own you was when I gave you this lock." Zhao Zheng gently stroked the lines on the silver lock, "At that time, I just thought that when I became the King of Qin, I must receive you." Qin Gong hides it so that you can only treat me well."

Ying Zheng smiled, "I've always been nice to you alone."

"So I only want you alone."

Zhao Zheng lowered his head and bit his lips lightly, and said hoarsely: "18 years, sir. I love you."

If you can kiss the sky with one kiss.

He hoped this moment would never end.

Ying Zheng hugged his neck with his eyes closed, and all his words became mediocre.The most sincere feelings cannot be expressed in words, but it is this one-ten-thousandth that often makes people live or die.

Ying Zheng gently stroked his back and whispered, "I love you too."

"Student knows." Zhao Zheng took off his coat, took out four bracelets with bells and a heavy medicine box from the skirt, and coaxed him to wear them on his wrists and ankles while kissing them.Finally, he opened the medicine box, dug out a piece of thick and rich ointment, and gently rubbed against Yingzheng's ear, with a bewitching tone in his low magnetic voice: "Don't be afraid, I'll be lighter."

It rained heavily in the middle of the night.

Amidst the sound of the rain came faintly hasty and messy bells, jingling all night, and the heavy rain became more and more urgent, covering up the bursts of broken, hoarse, sometimes trembling and painful voices.

the next day……

As soon as Ying Zheng opened his eyes, he wanted to pull Zhao Zheng over and beat him up.He sat up suddenly, the bell bracelets on his hands and feet jingled together.

Zhao Zheng was half lying beside him, reviewing the papers in his hand, and looked up reflexively when he heard the ringing of the bell, and saw his majesty hissed heavily, and lay back slowly while supporting his waist...

There was a faint smile on Zhao Zheng's lips.

Seeing his smug look, Ying Zheng became furious: "What about the imperial physician, I want to see the imperial physician!"

Zhao Zheng: "No one can see it."

Ying Zheng raised his foot and kicked him: "...you bastard!"

The bracelet on the ankle rang again, Zhao Zheng hid for a moment, pushed him back, completely ignored it, and said to himself: "I want to listen to it for a day and a night, it's good."

"To shut up."

"Don't hold back next time, you'll bite your mouth."

Only then did Ying Zheng realize that what he said was not about the bell, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing: "...you shut up!"

Seeing that the corners of his eyes were red, Zhao Zheng didn't know whether he was angry or shy, so he smiled lightly, and took the small medicine box on the table next to him.

Zhao Zheng leaned over and gently pecked his eyebrows and eyes: "Apply some more medicine, it will heal quickly."

"……Do not."

"Get out of bed early."

"..." A certain His Majesty broke the jar and said, "Tu, hurry up!"