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Winter to spring.

But Yingzheng's heart was still stuck in that cold winter.Ever since Lan Pei died in his arms, his soul seemed to follow him and stay here.Just an empty shell.

But he can't go yet.The world is tentatively settled, Fusu is young after all, and he can't afford all this. He has to stabilize the situation before he can leave.

"Fusu." The emperor said hoarsely.

"My son is here." Fusu, who also lost a lot of weight, replied sadly.

"I want to build a palace."

Yingzheng took the word "emperor" from "Three Emperors and Five Emperors" and established the Qin Dynasty.He is called Qin Shihuang, and his descendants will pass on the Qin Dynasty under the names of the second, third, and hundred generations.

"Isn't it what kind of palace the father wants to build?" Fu Su had already vaguely guessed.

"Let's call it Chengze Palace..." Ying Zheng said flatly.

"Promise." Fusu cupped his hands and said, "Father, my son has something to report."

"speak."

"Teacher, he has already left. But Erchen, it's not like others gossip about Teacher. So... Erchen wants some people to shut up." Fusu said coldly.

The women of the Meng family... are really not fuel-efficient lamps!

Not long after the teacher passed away, Meng Yao spread rumors in the palace, saying that the teacher bewitched the father!

Fortunately, he discovered it early and suppressed it in time.Otherwise... the teacher's reputation will be ruined!

"She is your concubine, how to deal with it is your business." Ying Zheng said with a blank expression, "You should also go and have a look at Meng Tian. He is a smart man and knows how to restrain his younger siblings."

His Cheng Ze said that he didn't want to be reviled by future generations.He will naturally fulfill his wish.

Lan Pei, whose name is Chengze.The nephew of Li Si, the prime minister of the Qin Dynasty, and the teacher of Qin II.After several years in the palace, he taught the second emperor conscientiously.In 227 BC, he was seriously injured in order to save the first emperor, and he lived in the palace to recuperate. He died in 221 BC, posthumously named Wenke.

This will be recorded in the history books.His Chengze cannot tolerate anyone's slander.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was another ten years.

In 210 BC, the first emperor abdicated and was passed down to Prince Fusu.

After that, he went to live in Chengze Palace.

In the main hall, it was very cold.Because in the middle, there is an ice coffin.

In the ice coffin, a young man who was still about sixteen or seventeen years old lay quietly in it, his facial features and appearance did not change at all.

Ying Zheng didn't dare to touch him, but only gently traced his outline through the ice coffin, his eyes were extremely soft.

"Chengze, I'm here to accompany you." Ying Zheng murmured.

"Fusu is fine. He already has three sons, all born to the Wang family. Li Si is also fine. He and Han Fei have grandchildren, and they are very happy."

"That's right. Mrs. Hu died, and the widow will bury her generously. You can also feel at ease."

"That kid Zhao Gao is quite remarkable. His reputation is getting higher and higher as the old General Wang Jian retreats."

"It's just that this kid hates the people of the Meng family. Especially Meng Yi, he has often been repaired by him."

"They miss you very much, I know. Me too..." His voice became lower and lower, Ying Zheng leaned against the ice coffin, and slowly closed his eyes.

There was a faint smile on his lips...

Qimian powder, this is the poison he had been poisoned.Now, he used it on himself.

After all, today is the seventh day...

Ying Zheng thought that after death, people are unconscious.It's just that when he woke up again, he was in the sea of ​​stars.

The cute little boy flapping his wings was extremely nervous: "Hello, hello! My name is... my name is Lin Lin!"