Chaotic Qin

The assassination of Qin's son Chu and his son immediately shocked Xianyang Palace and angered King Qin.

Madam Huayang was supposed to sit in the palace and wait for Qin Zichu to tell her that everything was fine, but when she thought that she was not Qin Zichu's biological mother but was involved in this matter, Madam Huayang couldn't sit still no matter what.

"No, I have to meet Zichu in person." Mrs. Huayang circled around the courtyard a few times.

She finally walked quickly to Qin Zichu's courtyard with a group of youthful and beautiful maids.

"Why did Madam come here?" After Qin Zichu led Ying Zheng to report the assassination incident to King Qin, he immediately walked towards the palace where Madam Huayang lived, but he happened to meet her on the way.

Mrs. Huayang's eyes turned red, she took Qin Zichu with one hand and held Ying Zheng in her arms with the other, and choked up with grievance.

Qin Zichu patted Madam Huayang on the back a few times, and immediately withdrew his hand.

Then, he said softly: "Madam, don't be afraid, Ah Zheng and I are fine. Let us send you back to rest."

Mrs. Huayang knew that her actions at this time were too out of character.

Covering her face and gently wiping away the tears, she lowered her head slightly and led Qin Zichu to her yard.

After explaining the matter to Madam Huayang, most of the worry on her face finally disappeared.

Neither Qin Zichu nor Yingzheng believed that what Zhi'er did was ordered by Mrs. Huayang.

Because they are a community of interests, even if Mrs. Hua Yang finds someone to assassinate King Qin and Prince Zhu, it is more reasonable than wanting to kill Qin Zichu and Ying Zheng.

Madam Huayang's future would be damaged only by not having a son or grandson, so this matter has absolutely nothing to do with her.

"Ma'am, don't worry." Qin Zichu sat opposite Madam Huayang, holding his hand tightly.

Even though Qin Zichu and Ying Zheng are now safe and sound, Mrs. Huayang still hasn't been able to completely shake off her previous fear.

She shook her lips and said with difficulty: "Zi Chu, don't you suspect that I did it?"

Qin Zichu smiled, and said softly: "What is mother thinking? People's hearts are in the belly. We can't guess what Zhi'er is going to do. Besides, she has been away from you for nearly three years. How could you know her?" recent situation."

After hearing Qin Zichu's words, Mrs. Huayang was convinced that he still trusted her, and nodded movedly.

She suddenly ordered to the maid beside her: "Go and get the things I prepared for you, Young Master."

Qin Zichu was still wondering what Mrs. Huayang was going to give him, but when he saw the real thing, he suddenly felt that he was not well.

Σ(っ°Д°;)っYellow, gold body armor?

The feeling of the golden light is almost blinding the eyes!

But mother, have you ever considered that I can't bear such a heavy weight!

"Thank you ma'am." Qin Zichu expressed his thanks dryly.

Qin Zichu tried to wear it on his body, but he didn't know where to start anyway, so he put on this golden vest that seemed to weigh more than a hundred catties.

_(:з」∠)_If I don’t crush my spine, I can definitely become a golden saint.

Ying Zheng glanced at Qin Zichu's blue face, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

He got up and easily lifted the golden vest, weighed it in his palm, and said pertinently: "Actually, it doesn't hurt to wear it, it doesn't weigh too much."

After being praised by her grandson, Mrs. Huayang immediately showed a smile.

She presented the treasure and said: "Yes, it is not heavy at all. I specially ordered the craftsmen to press the non-important parts of the gold sheet to be thinner than the brocade silk, and both sides are woven with hair-thin gold threads. Only the chest and abdomen are so thick that even a knife can't cut it."

Ying Zheng nodded, agreeing with Mrs. Huayang's statement very much.

Standing behind Qin Zichu with his vest in hand, he said softly, "Try it?"

Qin Zichu dazedly stretched out his arms to put on the golden vest, and said in his heart: It's really not heavy, it looks like thirty catties at most.

...But is it normal for a boy who is barely three years old to easily lift up to thirty catties?

Ying Zheng, you are constantly breaking my impression of normal people!

You are very stubborn, does your father know?

_(:з」∠)_Forget it, I am your father, I just found out.

Qin Zichu looked at Ying Zheng with complicated eyes.

Ying Zheng slightly curled his mouth and sat back beside Qin Zichu, held Qin Zichu's palm, but looked at Mrs. Huayang pitifully and said, "Ma'am, can't I sleep with my father? He asked me to move out tonight and sleep by myself. "

Mrs. Huayang's beautiful face, which was originally smiling like a spring breeze, changed instantly, and she said sinisterly: "Zi Chu, as a father, you should know how to take care of children. Ah Zheng was so frightened today, how could you Let him sleep by himself—what if he has nightmares at night. Don't be awkward, you don't have a wife anyway, you two, father and son, should sleep together these days."

"... What Madam said is true." Qin Zichu had no choice but to bow his head to comply with Madam Huayang's request.

Qin Zichu let Ying Zheng sleep by himself after knowing that this kind of thing happened. With his vigilance, he might not sleep all night, so he has changed his mind.

But when he thought about this brat forcing himself to do this in front of Mrs. Huayang, Qin Zichu was a little bit unwilling.

At this moment, Qin Zichu felt a slight pain in his palm, and was grabbed by Ying Zheng. He felt that Ying Zheng seemed to be very defensive.

Qin Zichu couldn't help turning his head to look at Ying Zheng, but he didn't turn his head to look at him at all, only the strength of the touching palms was getting stronger and stronger.

Qin Zichu couldn't understand Ying Zheng's reaction, so he couldn't help but look at him worriedly.

Ying Zheng suddenly let go of Qin Zichu, grabbed the copper plate containing melons and fruits on the low table, and threw it directly on the back of the head of the palace maid who was changing spices behind Mrs. Huayang.

"Ding-lingling-dang!" The copper plate slipped from the back of the maid's head, rolled a few times on the ground, and then fell upside down on the ground.

Instead, the maid fainted to the ground without saying a word.

Mrs. Huayang was already stunned by the astonishing change in front of her eyes.

She fixed her eyes on the blood gushing out from the back of the maid's head, and suddenly let out a scream, and fell to the ground, her legs were so weak that she couldn't stand up.

Qin Zichu quickly helped Mrs. Huayang up, stuffed her into the arms of the other maids, and walked up to Ying Zheng by himself, and said in a low voice, "What's going on?"

"There is a problem with the spices." Ying Zheng frowned, and his eyes were also puzzled.

After a subtle pause, he said softly, "It's different from the one on the dagger, it's not the poison that seals the throat when it sees blood."

This time even Qin Zichu was stunned.

Mrs. Huayang is just an ordinary harem woman, and all her power can only be effective when she influences Prince Zhu's decision.

However, Prince Zhu himself did not control political power. In other words, Mrs. Huayang's life and death had no influence on the political situation.

Even if Mrs. Huayang died, Qin Zichu was still the prince's legitimate son.

Yingzheng walked to the incense burner, fiddled with it casually, then turned to Qin Zichu and said, "It's a spice that can make people suddenly palpitate and die from long-term use. It's picked from flowers and plants."

It's no secret that Mrs. Huayang likes the fragrance of flowers and plants in the harem. She even likes to drink flower water, drink nectar, and eat flower petals.

Qin Zichu didn't need to doubt Ying Zheng's judgment.

So right now, it seems that there is no connection between what was discovered in Mrs. Huayang's palace and the two things that Ying Zheng was assassinated.

Ying Zheng's face was sullen, thinking of Prince Zhu who had only been the ruler of the country for three days and his biological father who died suddenly in his prime, his face was solemn.

He gave Qin Zichu a look, Qin Zichu was startled, and pulled Ying Zheng to hide him behind him.

Immediately, Qin Zichu walked up to Madam Huayang, and comforted him softly: "Madam, don't be afraid, the prince will be here soon."

Mrs. Huayang's face was full of tears, and her eyes were helpless, like a kitten shivering in the cold wind, which made people feel unbearable.

She lowered her head and said in a low voice: "I don't know which beauty the prince is with. He won't come 'immediately'."

After finishing speaking, Mrs. Huayang twitched the corners of her mouth, raised her head, suppressed the fear in her heart forcefully, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Zi Chu, take me to your yard to sit and sit down quickly. There is Ah Zheng, the boss It’s reassuring.”

Mrs. Huayang has long been unable to hold Ying Zheng, but her attitude towards boys has not changed at all. Even because Ying Zheng saved her again today, the gender discrimination against future generations has become more serious.

She held Ying Zheng's hand tightly, and when she left the oppressive environment, the frightened look on Mrs. Huayang's face finally faded.

Mrs. Huayang sat in Qin Zichu's yard, looked up at the empty sky, smiled softly, and said, "I know that the women in the harem want me to die, but I never thought that someone could actually deliver things to my house .”

Qin Zichu didn't know what he could say at this time, so he could only silently accompany Mrs. Huayang.

Fortunately, Mrs. Huayang never thought of asking Qin Zichu to comfort her.

She just wanted to talk. On weekdays, Prince Zhu liked to have sex with her, but he was not in the mood to listen to her talk about these distresses.

"The prince heard the news tonight, and he will definitely come to me. Don't worry, I will order the prince to search the harem tomorrow morning. I am not happy, and the women in the harem should not be happy." Mrs. Huayang pouted, said unwillingly.

She would rather simply accompany her son and grandson, but if she wanted them to be safe together, holding Prince Zhu's heart became an important thing.

After Madam Huayang finished speaking, she stood up quickly and said bluntly: "Okay, I'm going back. Don't send me off."

Leaving this sentence behind, she hugged and left again.

When the idlers left, Qin Zichu immediately rushed back to the room with Ying Zheng in his arms.

After tightening the latch, he said directly, "Ah Zheng, what did you want to tell me in Mrs. Huayang's palace just now?"

Ying Zheng suddenly brought up the person who had been left behind by Qin Zichu: "Are the ladies and children in the palace still alive? Lu Buwei, can you be sure that he has left Xianyang?"

"Why did you mention them all of a sudden?" Qin Zichu asked inexplicably.

Ying Zheng lowered his face and leaned against Qin Zichu's side.

He frowned and said: "After the death of King Qin, Prince Zhu died suddenly. Just three years later, my father also passed away overnight. Today's assassination and the poisonous spice in Mrs. Huayang's room seem to have nothing to do Let me think in a bad direction."

Qin Zichu frowned, but he still said impartially: "If Lu Buwei insists on putting a boy on the throne, then it is possible for him to bribe Zhi'er to assassinate you; there is no need to murder Mrs. Huayang and the prince. Here Who should they poison?"

Ying Zheng shook his head, denying Qin Zichu's guess.

He said calmly: "As long as the purpose is the same, some people don't necessarily need to get benefits from killing people. This matter is definitely not done by the same person, but their purpose is very consistent.... The main wife of Mr. Xi and the prince's harem will not accept it." Beloved women..."

Ying Zheng looked up at Qin Zichu, and suddenly said, "Also, the daughter of the king of Wei who was rejected by you."

Σ(°△°|||)I seem to have been shot in the knee by an arrow.