Chaotic Qin

Qin Zichu's heart skipped a beat, he was afraid that the male tiger would appear, and found the scene where his wife and children were making out with the "wild man".

The tigress doesn't care what Qin Zichu is worried about!

It pushed Qin Zichu with its head again, and then quickly took out a particularly weak-looking cub from the grass, turned to look at Qin Zichu, its clear eyes were full of water marks.

Qin Zichu's psychological defense immediately collapsed.

He took the weak cub, held it in his arms, and said in a low voice: "It's sick, does it need my help to treat it?"

The tigress seemed to understand the meaning of Qin Zichu's words, and immediately arched his legs eagerly, pushing him outward.

Qin Zichu didn't hesitate anymore, he carefully protected the young tiger and rushed down the mountain, but when he turned around, he saw Ying Zheng with sweat on his forehead.

He actually came after him?

Qin Zichu was taken aback for a moment, ignoring the previous unhappiness, and said directly, "Ah Zheng, it's sick."

Ying Zheng glanced at the cub in Qin Zichu's arms, and when he heard Qin Zichu speak up, a look of relief flashed across his eyes.

Ying Zheng pulled Qin Zichu back and said, "Don't worry, I will find someone to cure it."

The fluffy little dumpling let out a weak but soft cry in Qin Zichu's arms, and Qin Zichu couldn't help rubbing the fur on its chin with his fingers.

He said softly to Ying Zheng: "When you were such a small ball, you were much uglier than it was."

Ying Zheng paused, and suddenly said, "Things always have accidents, and it's common sense if they can't be saved."

"...Ah Zheng, you are really narrow-minded." Qin Zichu found helplessly that the scope of Ying Zheng's aversion to creatures close to him had expanded to the standard of "living creatures".

As he walked out with Ying Zheng, he said, "Ah Zheng, why are you so angry? I always feel that you are very dissatisfied recently."

Ying Zheng hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Now you pay less and less attention to me."

Qin Zichu stopped suddenly, pulled Ying Zheng into his arms, bit his ear and gently tugged, and said in a soft tone: "What do you want me to do with your small appearance? Can I open your mouth?" Do you want to eat?"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Zichu pushed Ying Zheng away and continued on his way.

He lowered his head slightly, met the young tiger's curious eyes, and couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

A powerful hand behind him suddenly grabbed Qin Zichu's wrist, and Ying Zheng quickly walked over him a few steps, and dragged Qin Zichu forward again.

Ying Zheng's voice floated from the front: "If you can get close to me every day, I won't think as much as I do now."

"Stupid boy, wait until you're old enough to talk about this issue." Qin Zichu chuckled.

Not long after, the accompanying doctor rushed over with a medicine box. When he saw that the so-called "patient" turned out to be a weak cub, he couldn't help showing a little resentment.

But most of the doctors who moved with the army were proficient in treating cattle and horses. Although he had never treated tigers, he didn't know anything about it.

After examining it, the medical officer said with a stiff expression, "Master Zi Chu, it's very healthy, it's just that it's not full."

Qin Zichu stared blankly at the doctor's eyes, and his face suddenly turned red.

He forced a smile on his face, and after politely sending the doctor away, he immediately turned his head and stared at the cub who looked back at him innocently, and told He: "Go and prepare mare's milk, goat's milk or cow's milk, and bring some minced meat."

Youhe was doing business, and after a while, the little tiger regained its vitality after eating enough, and staggered into Qin Zichu's arms.

It seems to be very clear that Qin Zichu is the one who really has the final say compared to the lotus that feeds itself.

Mao Tuanzi kept thumping in his arms, tripped with his left foot and fell all over the right foot, and it didn't take long for Qin Zichu to be amused.

He gently scratched the soft fur on the cub's chin, turned his head and smiled at Ying Zheng.

"We are a family of three, do you want to take a nap together?" Qin Zichu's smiling eyes fell on Ying Zheng's face.

He said softly: "I used to soak in hot springs, so we should do this?"

He solemnly put the cub into Ying Zheng's arms, took off his clothes and lay down on the bedding, letting out a sigh of relief.

When Qin Zichu looked at Ying Zheng, he found that his eyes lit up.

"Come here." Qin Zichu patted the place beside him.

In a flash before his eyes, there was already a hairball in his arms.

The clothes that Ying Zheng was wearing had already been discarded on the ground, and Qin Zichu immediately found that he and Mao Tuanzi were wrapped tightly in a hot embrace.

"Is it enough to get close to you now?" Qin Zichu narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile.

Ying Zheng glanced at Qin Zichu in his arms: "If you are willing to throw this thing out, I will be really happy."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Sleep, you slept too much yesterday, you tossed and turned for half the night, and I was with you and couldn't sleep at all, now you are so sleepy."

Qin Zichu smiled and said nothing, holding the Mao Tuanzi that was still about to move with one hand, and stretched out his hand to Ying Zheng's back, stroking and patting gently.

Not long after, the two "young" "boys" fell asleep under his caress, and Qin Zichu smiled and closed his eyes.

No matter how long the days of relaxation are, they are too short.

After Qin Zichu became more and more fond of the life of eating, sleeping, eating and walking the tiger with nothing to do every day, the short vacation between him and Yingzheng finally came to an end.

Qin Zichu was wearing a long robe with wide sleeves lazily.

His lapel was slightly parted, revealing the snow-white underwear inside, and when he saw the figure of the visitor, he immediately smiled sincerely and called out: "Mr. Zhangli!"

Zhang Li's eyes wandered around Qin Zichu's rosy and bloody face, and then he laughed.

He said happily: "Young master looks stronger today, he is no longer as thin as he was in winter."

Qin Zichu looked at Yingzheng beside him with a smile, and said softly to Zhangli: "Ah Zheng also kept saying that I lost weight, lost weight, and lost weight again, but in the end he just dragged me into the other hall for leisure, and put a lot of things into my hands. It was all transferred to the doormen for them to deal with. It didn’t take long before my waist swelled up.”

"The young master is a careful person. Recently, the young master went out with the young master, and the king always mentioned that the young master is not around, so it is inconvenient for him." Zhang Li looked around while talking. .

The servants immediately exited the room in a well-trained manner, leaving the space to Qin Zichu and the others.

When the room was completely emptied, Zhang Li suddenly said: "Half a month ago, Prince Zhu fainted suddenly. After waking up, his ears were bleeding profusely. Hearing that the king was too worried, he also vomited blood. After waking up, he was more energetic than before. It’s still worse. Zhang Li feels that this is not a good thing, the king is about to die, and the crown prince is also old. The young master has been wandering outside for long enough, it’s time to go back and take charge of the overall situation.”

Qin Zichu looked at Zhangli and was about to nod, when Ying Zheng suddenly interjected, "Mr. Zhangli was ordered by the king to come to pick up his father back to the palace, or did you do it on your own?"

Zhang Li said in a low voice: "The amount of gold and silver tribute from Qi State this year is too huge, the lord sent me to Qi State to find out what happened. I took this opportunity to come here."

After hearing Zhang Li's answer, Ying Zheng clenched his fists after a moment of silence.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I can't go back, I need to wait for the king's summons—otherwise, the lives of my father and my husband will be in jeopardy."

Qin Zichu was startled, and immediately understood what Yingzheng meant: the big news that King Qin and the crown prince were seriously ill at the same time was destined to be blocked.

He presided over the construction of the water canal in the hinterland of Guanzhong. If he got the news and rushed back so soon, wouldn't it seem that the affairs of Xianyang Palace are under control?

Now the increasingly eccentric King Qin and the already sensitive and suspicious Prince Zhu will definitely not let him go.

Qin Zichu nodded, and said to Zhangli: "There are queens and Mrs. Huayang presiding over the palace, and they have expressed their kindness to me. If the lord and the crown prince are seriously ill, they will definitely send someone to notify me to rush back to take the throne. The news hasn't spread yet, so it can be seen that the problem is not serious. Don't worry about me, sir."

Zhang Li nodded, and said seriously: "Since the young master knows it well, then Zhang Li will continue to go to Qi."

"Sir, have a good trip." Qin Zichu respectfully sent Zhang Li away.

But when Qin Zichu returned to the room and met Ying Zheng's eyes, they smiled wryly at the same time.

When facing Zhangli, both Qin Zichu and Yingzheng were able to say that there was no rush.

But King Qin's health is really bad, and when his son suddenly became seriously ill when he was old, no one can say whether King Qin can really survive this sudden emergency.

Even though Qin Zichu is already a sure-fire grandson of King Qin, and there are two giant Buddhas in the palace, the Queen and Mrs. Huayang, to escort him, he is not afraid of succession, just in case. will become irreparable.

Standing still or rushing back as soon as possible, the dilemma has been placed in front of Qin Zichu!

Qin Zichu hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "I would rather take the risk once! Let's stay here and wait, otherwise once the king and the crown prince are back to the palace, we will also be unlucky—how to know the secrets in the palace, no matter what How is unclear."

"Okay, I'll accompany you." Ying Zheng nodded without hesitation, accepting Qin Zichu's choice.

They all thought that the waiting for this matter would be over soon, but until they passed the autumn harvest, and even Yingzheng's birthday after the Spring Festival, there was still no news that the king of Qin called them back to the palace.

Not only did the two of them not receive the news, but what Qin Zichu could send back to Xianyang City to inquire about the news had never had anything to do with King Qin's body.

According to the information obtained, both Fan Sui Xiangguo and Wu An Lord Bai Qi entered and exited the palace on time every day.

Looking at the news sent back, Qin Zichu couldn't help touching the cold sweat rolling down his forehead.

He said to Ying Zheng: "Fortunately, we were careful. It seems that it is true that the prince is seriously ill this time, and it is false that the king vomited blood after being stimulated."

Ying Zheng laughed: "The more this happens, the more I can be sure that the Lord's health is indeed getting worse day by day. Otherwise, why is he worried that someone will pass the news out of the palace behind his back?"

"Pack up your luggage. The spring plowing has started again. The lord will definitely send someone to take us back to the palace soon." Ying Zheng led Qin Zichu to stand up and looked out the window at the green ground again.

He suddenly turned around and said, "I am one year older again."

Qin Zichu's expression froze, looking at Ying Zheng's smiling face, he felt his chrysanthemum tighten for some reason.