Chaotic Qin

Chapter 22

Qin Zichu was bitten severely by Ying Zheng, instead of getting angry, the smile on his face became brighter.

He couldn't help leaning closer to the baby boy's chubby face, pecking and kissing him non-stop, and proudly said, "As expected of Ying Zheng, even his teeth are much better than ordinary people's."

This is the real man! ! !

"Azheng, aren't you hungry?" After praising his son, Qin Zichu put away his smug smile, with worry in his eyes.

He looked into the dark eyes of the baby boy and asked softly.

--Why?Ah Zheng can open his eyes? !

Taking a closer look, Qin Zichu was again shocked by the baby version of His Majesty the First Emperor, and he couldn't help saying in surprise, "You actually have double pupils!"

Little, little husky!

(*/ω\*) Help, how can my son be so cute.

Qin Zichu couldn't help but leaned forward to kiss Ying Zheng again and again, his face was full of smiles, he couldn't tell that the father and son were in the wilderness, with their chests pressed against their backs with hunger, and their mouths were hot There was no water to drink.

The more Qin Zichu saw his son, the more he liked him. The third time he leaned in front of him, and repeatedly pressed his soft lips to the skin that was softer than his lips, and gently rubbed it.

He showed a silly smile at the baby boy, and said softly, "You don't like the taste of dim sum, so let's go quickly. Lu Buwei and the others made such a big commotion when they left, the Zhao soldiers must have chased them As long as Zhangli can see the mark we mentioned, he should know the general direction we are heading. I remember the direction we came from. If we go back, even if we can’t meet him, we can easily return to the village where we started. Find a woman who has just given birth and let you have a full meal."

After finishing speaking, Qin Zichu tore off the rags wrapped around the soles of his feet, and adjusted his movements back and forth with his hands.

It wasn't until the baby boy showed a comfortable expression on his face that he fell asleep peacefully in his arms, did he remember the current posture in his heart, and walked back quickly holding Ying Zheng all the way.

Qin Zichu's feet hurt.

Although he had traveled a lot, the soft-soled cloth shoes on his feet now walked on the dirt road full of gravel and tree roots, and his bones ached after a while.

But he still gritted his teeth, kept taking deep breaths, and continued walking forward without saying a word.

It was not yet the first month, and the cold wind was blowing very hard, but Qin Zichu was tormented by the pain under his feet and broke out in a cold sweat.

The originally well-behaved baby boy nestled in his arms opened a pair of deep black eyes.

His eyes are sober and deep, with a strangeness that makes people feel cold in the back. If one had to describe the baby boy's eyes at this moment, it could only be "cold".

The baby boy was weak all over, but he just opened and closed his eyes all the time, his eyes were fixed on Qin Zichu's chest, and the corners of his mouth were raised up strangely, showing an expression that was almost a smile.

Ying Zheng nestled comfortably on Qin Zichu's chest. Through his small movements, Qin Zichu couldn't help but adjust his movements to make himself more comfortable.

Qin Zichu paused, subconsciously stroking the baby boy's back with his palm, and said in a slightly apologetic voice, "I'm sorry, I must have made Ah Zheng hungry. I'll walk faster. Before dark, we will definitely be able to Hurry back to the village you passed by. Ah Zheng, can you bear with me a little longer? I promise you will have warm breast milk then, and I will never lie to you with Sanlu."

The baby boy moved his lips, but he did not ask why "deer milk" is not as good as "human milk" - he is still speechless.

Ying Zheng still nestled obediently in Qin Zichu's arms, and only responded with a soft hum from his nasal cavity.

If an ordinary person saw this scene, he would definitely feel that the child was full of weirdness, but Qin Zichu would never think so!

Is Qin Shihuang in his arms?

There is a reason for everything a male god does!

Some of what the male god did was correct!

A male god must be a genius!

Is there a real Dragon Emperor? !

Although my male god is still a baby boy, he is even more handsome than that!

(*/ω\*) It looks so cute, it makes your heart beat faster, your legs are weak, and you can't hold it.

Qin Zichu completely ignored the objective laws of biology, and was amazed by Ying Zheng's outrageous behavior all the time with a mentality of a brain fan, all he thought was "My son is still hungry, it's a serious matter to find a wet nurse first .”

He lightly took a bite of the baby boy's small hand with five pits, and then smiled contentedly and stuffed it back into the swaddle.

︿( ̄︶ ̄)︿Happy to death, kissing the back of the male god’s hand...

Do not! ! !

When I was feeding the snacks just now, I got the first kiss from the male god! ! ! ╰(*°▽°*)╯Thinking that His Majesty the First Emperor completely relied on him as his father at this time, Qin Zichu instantly felt boundless strength.

He kept walking back along the main road, and the baby in his arms was really sensible and calm, leaning on his chest obediently.

Ying Zheng was in a burning pain, and he knew that he was going to die, or already dead.

Decades of imperial career have always tempered his self-esteem, preventing him from rolling and screaming like a pariah under the erosion of pain.

Ying Zheng clenched his fists, but his expression was calm, waiting for the arrival of death, but in an instant, all the pain that had been cast on him disappeared completely.

Before Ying Zheng could breathe a sigh of relief, a strong smell immediately wafted into the air.

This is the smell he has smelled all over the six countries. The original fresh life gradually disappeared due to the loss of blood, but with the continuous assassination after registration, Ying Zheng found that he gradually became unbearable to this bloody smell.

This smell belongs to a group of stupid people who can't accept failure.

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. The people of the six countries can't even accept this. No wonder the Qin army was able to sweep Liuhe unstoppably.

Ying Zheng frowned impatiently, and suddenly slapped his ass with a rough and old palm, which made Ying Zheng angry.

Since ascending the throne, no one dares to disrespect him!

Before Ying Zheng said angrily, "The car cracked", he could no longer control his body, and let out a cry amidst the sharp pain.

But only one voice.

Ying Zheng couldn't believe that the howling just now came from himself. He instantly controlled his urge to cry wantonly, frowning and suppressing all the strange feelings in his throat.

Even though he couldn't see clearly, his face gradually regained his composure.

A bright light flashed across the "room", and Ying Zheng thought it was the flash of a sharp knife, but the experience between life and death many times in his life had given Ying Zheng an intuition for murderous intent.

No matter what flashes by, he will be safe and sound!

Ying Zheng didn't have any strength in his body, but there was no panic in his heart, and he lay peacefully in place.

But although he thought of this peace, he never thought that he would be held in his arms by a pair of warm arms, gently rubbing his cheeks.

How could he be hugged so easily? !

Ying Zheng thought he was tall and well-built, and most men standing in front of him couldn't match his height when he was sitting upright, but now he was wrapped in a stranger's arms like a baby?

Moreover, even in a sudden illness, Ying Zheng was sure that he would never become so weak and weak.

Just like a helpless baby!

The clear and gentle voice flowed in his ears, but it was like a thunderbolt, which shocked Ying Zheng for a long time-"The child born in the first month, the baby name is Ah Zheng. Ying Zheng, you are the blood of my royal family, He will surely hold power and rule the world.”

Even the soft lips on his forehead didn't wake Ying Zheng up.

What's happening here……?

...why is someone giving him a name!

Ying Zheng couldn't see clearly, he just felt the soft lips brushing against his brow, leaving an inch of warmth, which confused him for a moment.

Was it really his father who spoke?

In Yingzheng's vague memories of his childhood, "father" is really a strange and ironic word, but it has to be said that his father used a childhood full of hardships to make him invincible.

Ying Zheng once doubted whether he was Ying Yiren's child, or as rumored, he was Lu Buwei's child.

But whose son does it make any difference?He has great intellectual abilities.

Wake up and hold the power of the world, and lie on the knees of beauties drunk.

Is it the king's land in the whole world, is it the king's ministers on the shore of the land, and all the people living in the world are his servants.

He is rich in the world.

Regardless of Lu Buwei or Ying Yiren, if they survived, they would all be vying to be his father. He didn't need to care about this at all, and even felt sorry for it.

But even if he thinks so in his heart, Ying Zheng still hates Ying Yi's behavior of running back to Qin alone, regardless of the life and death of his mother and child, and even disregarding his flesh and blood.

Simply disgusting!

This is not a decision that a man can make at all.

His childhood was ruined by Ying Yiren and turned into darkness. In order to survive, the mother and son could only take shelter under the Zhao family's family, disguised as servants incognito, and were constantly bullied and humiliated.

How could such an irresponsible, timid, mediocre and incompetent man leave such tender comfort between his brows when he was just born?

Being treated like this, instead of feeling lucky, Ying Zheng felt that he had been humiliated by Qin Zichu.

But something even more unbearable than Ying Yiren kissing his forehead happened immediately - a man's voice that he had listened to for several years and almost made him think it was his biological father suddenly sounded.

Lu Buwei ordered Ying Yiren to drop him to attract Zhao Bing's attention!

Ying Zheng almost sneered when he heard this.

Lu Buwei, I could bear what others couldn't bear, and watched you have an affair with the queen mother, and called you "Yafu" from the age of 13 and crowned you at the age of 22; then, even if I go through another life, I can still bear the beast in my heart, After a long wait, you will finally be knocked out of the dust!

Yingzheng was angry in his heart. He calmly waited for the sad reality that he was about to be discarded, but his father, who he had never expected, was stubborn and let him stay.

In other words, accept the fate of being abandoned with him.

Ying Zheng's eyes were like the surface of a calm sea, seemingly calm, but under the surface there was a dark tide.

Zhao Ji has always let him down, as long as there is a chance to escape alone, his mother will let go without hesitation, and she doesn't even want to look at him more.

This was nothing unusual, no different from the dirty women he knew.

Ying Zheng had long had no expectations for his biological mother, Zhao Ji.

No matter what Zhao Ji did, she could only change his opinion of her. Therefore, Zhao Ji didn't have any kindness for her, which was not what Ying Zheng expected.

But why would Ying Yiren want him instead of his life?

What Ying Yiren did completely overturned Ying Zheng's perception of him.

The man's gentle sigh and apologetic words echoed in Ying Zheng's ears, causing him to be in a trance for a while, as if falling into a dream.

The cold wind hit the father and son non-stop. Ying Zheng felt cold and hungry, but he didn't want to make any demands on Ying Yiren.

One is that he still disdains Ying Yiren, and the other is that he can't make an embarrassing look of crying endlessly, just to beg for a meal.

Well, at his current age, he can't even eat "rice", only milk.

But this idiot, how stupid is he?He didn't even know that a newborn baby couldn't eat other things, so he dared to chew up a snack and feed it into my mouth.

And also his damn... tongue!Slippery and flexible tongue, stick it into my mouth!

Unable to restrain himself, Ying Zheng bit down on his nimble tongue.

Sure enough, Ying Yiren immediately let out a cry of pain, which made him sneer in his heart.

Ying Zheng was ready to win another man into a rage and throw him away, but this strange man's yell was full of surprises, and he happily talked about how different he was!

...Is my father really like this?

Thankfully I didn't grow up with him.

Ying Zheng questioned himself in his heart, he finally calmed down slowly, and accepted his second life without the slightest obstacle.

For the rest of my life, I hoped to be enlightened by immortals and live forever, but I got nothing except being deceived repeatedly, and finally died violently on the parade.

But I am still the Son of Heaven, who has been loved by the heavens and regained my life.

Ying Zheng was almost fascinated by the very weak body.

"Ah Zheng, look, there is smoke in front of us. We have milk!" Qin Zichu walked out of breath, but when he looked down at Ying Zheng, his joy almost flew out of his voice.

The shameful words rang in Yingzheng's ears, full of joy and vitality, and it was impossible to tell that they were avoiding the arrest of Zhao soldiers.

Ying Zheng closed his eyes, his diamond-shaped lips drew a shallow arc, and pressed his face against Qin Zichu's heart. Hearing his heartbeat full of vitality, he gradually fell asleep with a sense of peace that he couldn't explain.

He subconsciously thought: When I open my eyes again, I will be able to lie in the warm bedding and drink milk that suits me.

Ying Zheng realized that he was really wise and mighty, so he was wrong.

But why am I here?

The father and son were in a spacious, bright but messy room. A man in disheveled clothes was lying on his back on the bunk opposite Ying Zheng.

The man's tall and muscular back was fully exposed in Ying Zheng's eyes, exuding a sense of obscenity and sexiness. He was holding a woman in his arms and kept moving, while another woman in the room was hugging and breastfeeding her, completely undisturbed by the man .

Qin Zichu sat next to the man with an embarrassed expression on his face, and he held his wrist tightly.

==How unreliable my father is!

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