Chen Xuan has become the destiny of the country and no longer has any desires. Now his only goal is to assist Ying Zheng and unify the country.

Then spread Ying Zheng's power throughout the Qin Dynasty and the entire China, and firmly implanted the belief in great unification into this nation and this land.

After all, only when the sense of identity is improved can Qin live longer, and only then can he live longer.

Since I was a little panicked, it was impossible for me to walk around like this.

Chen Xuan wanted to return to Xianyang in advance to take care of Ying Zichu, save his life, and let him wait for Ying Zheng's return.

Ying Zichu can die, but not now. If he wants to die, he has to wait until Ying Zheng returns to Xianyang safely, and then take over his position and realize his ambitions.

"Zheng boy."

Chen Xuan leaned over and called out to Ying Zheng. Seeing him nod slightly, he knew he had heard him. Without wasting any time, he continued:

"This journey is a bit boring. There are other people in your carriage, and I can't talk to you. I will go back to Xianyang and sleep, and wait for you."

Ying Zheng looked up and blinked slightly. Chen Xuan understood, flipped over, and flew towards Xianyang.

It was impossible for him to tell the truth to Ying Zheng, at least not now.

After all, Ying Zheng was still a child, and he was not good at hiding his emotions. If he really knew that Ying Zichu was going to die, he would probably have marched back to Xianyang as fast as a soldier.

He didn't want to make Ying Zheng so tired for the time being, so he didn't say anything. After all, with him around, nothing would happen to Ying Zichu.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong? What don't you understand?" Li Si saw Ying Zheng raising and lowering his head, and thought that Ying Zheng had another question, so he asked.

Ying Zheng smiled, waved his hand, and continued reading.

Although he didn't know why Chen Xuan went back, it was definitely not because he was bored.

However, if Chen Xuan didn't say anything, he naturally wouldn't ask. This was a kind of trust, a trust that was built up by unknown reasons.