Is this the King Xiaowen of Qin, who died three days after ascending the throne after a year of mourning? He does look a lot like the young Zheng. But why is there a... snake? Or... a dragon?!

The dragon seemed to have seen Chen Xuan as well. A smile appeared on its snake-like face, and a trace of black blood leaked out.

The dragon's blood is black? No, it's poisoned!

Chen Xuan was a little confused at first, but he quickly reacted. When the dragon vomited blood, a trace of black blood also fell from the corner of King Qin Xiaowen's mouth.

"Father!"

The man kneeling in front of Ying Zheng exclaimed and was about to stand up and go forward to check, but was stopped by King Xiaowen of Qin.

"What's up with all that noise?" King Xiaowen of Qin wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and rinsed his mouth. "You're a worthless person among your brothers. If Huayang hadn't taken a liking to you and recognized you as his legitimate son, I really wouldn't have wanted to make you the crown prince."

Ying Zheng was a little dazed, watching his most admired father being scolded and dared not speak, he felt as if something in his heart seemed to collapse.

Chen Xuan watched quietly, without saying anything to comfort Ying Zheng, but gently rubbed Ying Zheng's little head with his hand.

"I am an incompetent son and have brought shame to my father." Ying Zichu knelt on the ground, tears about to flow as he spoke.

"Get up now! You look frightened." King Xiaowen of Qin laughed and rolled over. "I didn't say I was going to depose you. On the contrary, after seeing my grandson today, I feel that this crown prince is the right one."

Ying Zichu had tears on his face and looked up at King Xiaowen of Qin, who was motioning him to come over.

"Zheng boy, you go down first. I have something private to say to your father." King Xiaowen of Qin said to Ying Zheng with a smile, waved his hand and had Ying Zheng taken away.

The hall fell into silence again. Ying Zichu slowly walked to the throne. King Xiaowen of Qin's dim eyes seemed exceptionally bright.

"Your son is quite good, and has the potential to sweep across the six kingdoms. However, you are far inferior, and can only use some shady means to protect yourself..."

Ying Zichu's eyes widened, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.

"...I don't have much time left, are you worried that you'll die before me? Oh, by the way, the woman I sent yesterday was quite attractive, but she died after only one night of fun. Don't send me another one in the future!"

Ying Zichu was sweating profusely, almost drowning himself.

"Zichu, you must remember who is the ruler and who is the subject. Don't let others treat you like a commodity. Send Zheng'er to Huayang tomorrow. When peace returns to your country, you can bring him back. Get lost!"

"Yes." Ying Zichu saluted tremblingly, feeling that his body did not belong to him. He walked out of the palace woodenly and saw Ying Zheng waiting for him outside the door.

"Father." Ying Zheng's face was a little pale, which made Ying Zichu feel distressed. The unpleasantness that just happened in the hall was also put behind his mind.

"Zheng'er, your grandfather is like this, there's no need to be afraid." Ying Zichu touched Ying Zheng's little head, smiled and took him outside.

Ying Zheng said "hmm" and stopped talking. He listened quietly to his father's words and slowly followed Ying Zichu outside.

Chen Xuan flew up when Zichu's hand fell, looking at the palace quietly, with other thoughts in his mind.

Boy Zheng, do you see this? This is the majesty of a king!

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