The man's voice was loud, and it fell into the ears of several people around him. One of the older ones immediately slapped him, "You kid, the immortals have built it for us, what are we doing? How are we going to support our family? What are we going to eat and drink!"

"That's right, you are a carefree boy, but I didn't expect you to be so mean. Aren't you going to destroy our livelihood?" another woman also shouted.

The man with the pointed chin and monkey cheeks was scolded but still refused to give up and said, "But can't the immortal give us food and drink?"

"What are you talking about! According to what you said, we don't need to plant the land, and we don't need to work!"

The older man became angrier and angrier as he spoke, and he picked up his walking stick and wanted to hit him, "When did we, the Qin people, only rely on the immortals? If one day the immortals no longer care about us, won't we just starve to death!"

"As an elder of the clan, I will educate you on behalf of your parents today!"

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Qin Shi Huang and Prince Fusu changed their clothes and hid in the crowd, just in time to see the whole scene clearly.

Prince Fusu felt relieved, but he was also afraid that people's hearts were unpredictable. If the Qin people became complacent because of the immortal, they would probably bring about their own destruction.

This is him, the Qin people. He will never rely on others blindly, but will strengthen himself!

...

...

As he was sighing in his heart, Qin Shi Huang, who was walking in front of him, suddenly stopped and said, "I will return to Xianyang soon. If something happens to me one day, you will immediately take half of the troops back to Xianyang."

Upon hearing this, Prince Fusu's heart was shocked, and he vaguely felt that something big was about to happen.

"Father, you are still in your prime, how could anything happen to you? Fusu is only staying at the border to protect the Qin territory for you."

"The remnants of the six kingdoms are ready to make a move. You can't go back to Xianyang City now. As long as I am here, the Qin Dynasty will not be in chaos. But I..." Qin Shihuang still did not tell Fusu about his physical condition.

As they talked, they walked up to the repaired section of the Great Wall.

Qin Shihuang stood on the Great Wall and looked into the distance, his eyes flashing with complex light. In his mind, he saw his Qin ancestors going east through Hangu Pass and himself unifying the six kingdoms and becoming emperor.

Human beings are so insignificant.

He hated that the time he had to live was so limited.

"If father has something on his mind, why not tell it to the immortal?" Prince Fusu looked at Qin Shihuang's back, lowered his eyes, and asked tentatively after a while.

Unexpectedly, Qin Shi Huang refused: "No, I already know what I should know."

Prince Fusu understood what was going on. Considering his father's strange behavior since he woke up, it seemed that his father must have known something.

The conversation between the two ended here.

That night, the moonlight was still hazy and the candlelight was flickering.

Prince Fusu looked at the still motionless mirror, thought for a long time, sighed softly, wrote a note and handed it over.

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Li Rongrong, who had been staying at home all day, was browsing her phone when she heard the noise from the mirror.

He threw down his phone, ran to the mirror, and opened the note, which read: "The materials for building the Great Wall have been received. Fusu thanks the immortal. Last time the immortal talked about the future... Can you tell Fusu what happened in the future, and which countries want to embarrass China?"

After reading the note, Li Rongrong poked the hibiscus hairpin beside her with some displeasure, "Okay, you let me think about you day and night, but you act like nothing happened."

"Scumbag!"

Even though she said this, she still sent over the maps of China and the world that she had prepared earlier.

When she picked up the pen to write a reply, she rolled her eyes, noticed it, and immediately wrote: This is a map of the later generations of China, I hope to pass it on to His Majesty the First Emperor. His Majesty did not send a letter today, but was he busy with state affairs?

Sure enough, after receiving the letter, Prince Fusu's face turned black when he read the contents clearly.

I could endure not writing to him for more than ten days, but I only wrote to my father for a few days and showed such concern.

He would not admit that he felt a little jealous.

Xiao Shitou, who was reviewing his homework nearby, saw Master Fusu's mouth slightly raised and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Every time you see the young master smiling like this, someone is going to be in trouble. No one knows who has offended the young master.

Prince Fusu took out a chocolate with a wine filling from his sleeve and played with it for a few seconds before picking up the pen to write: The immortal blames Fusu. Fusu was injured by a bad guy a few days ago and has been in a coma for many days. He is also busy with work. It is Fusu's fault for not replying immediately.

These days Fusu carries the chocolate given by the immortal with him and only tastes it when he misses the immortal.

It is a blessing for the Qin Dynasty that the immortal cares so much about his father, but it is a pity that Fusu will have to be more frugal in the future.

Prince Fusu finished writing seriously and put down his pen, as if he had just finished writing a memorial.

Only Li Rongrong, who saw the reply, rubbed her eyebrows in pain.

Unexpectedly, Fusu is also a master of tea art.

The words show weakness and misery, and he does it so well.

Li Rongrong sat on the edge of the bed, tapping the mirror unconsciously with her fingers.

The scene of the beauty crying under the moonlight last night appeared in my mind again.

Forget it, forget it.

Lost to him.

She put on her slippers, took a mirror and went to the supermarket downstairs, and stuffed any snacks she saw into the mirror.

Especially chocolate, I basically bought all the types on sale.

Of course, except for chocolate with liquor filling.

After delivering the things, she picked up the pen and replied:

"Don't eat chocolate with liquor filling if you're not feeling well. Also, get more rest."

Prince Fusu looked at the snacks that kept appearing on the tribute table, took out his wooden box that contained his treasures, and put them in.

These were all given to him by the immortal. The immortal was so kind to him.

Others will not be treated this way.

After delivering the snacks, Li Rongrong returned upstairs with the mirror and sat on the bed to continue writing letters.

Looking at the hairpin beside the pillow and thinking of its meaning, her cheeks instantly blushed.

Keepsakes and the like are so embarrassing!

Even though she was thinking this, she still wrote: "Also, the hibiscus hairpin you gave me is very pretty. I like it very much."

After writing it, the note was sent over.

Prince Fusu stared at this sentence, and the corners of his mouth almost curled up to the sky.

My heart feels as sweet as if I had eaten honey.

The immortal said that she liked it very much.

When Xiao Shitou walked to Prince Fusu with the homework he had written down, he saw the smile in his eyes and the joy all over his body. He was a little confused for a moment.

What's wrong with you, young master? You are angry and happy at the same time...

Without thinking too much, Little Stone bowed respectfully and said, "Sir, this is today's homework."

He has learned a lot from following Fusu these days. Although he has not yet mastered etiquette perfectly, he has gotten some basic knowledge.

Prince Fusu instantly returned to his teacher-like demeanor and flipped through the book in his hand: "I understand. It's getting late. You should go back."

Seeing that he had no intention of assigning any more homework, Xiao Shitou breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left.

Compared to doing literary homework, he preferred to practice martial arts with the soldiers.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard Prince Fusu's voice: "From now on, you can review your lessons by yourself at night, and don't come to me."

When Little Stone heard this, he closed the door even more happily.

The night before yesterday, the young master let me review my homework in the room. It was so pleasant to study alone in the room without the young master staring at me and questioning me constantly.

But sir, do you have anything to do tonight?

What Little Stone didn't know was that Prince Fusu, who had something to do, had a serious expression on his face and was writing nervous notes over and over again.

The last note passed over only had a simple sentence: It's good that you like it. If the immortal likes something else, Fusu will offer it to you with both hands.

Finally, a line of inconspicuous small words was written on the back of the paper: The moonlight is also beautiful tonight.

Li Rongrong blushed, and of course she did not miss this line of small words.

On the contrary, I prefer this feeling, which is like treasure hunting, where the more you try to hide something, the more obvious it becomes.

She tossed and turned in bed for a long time, and finally just sent a message: Go to bed early, good night.

Prince Fusu was looking at the map of China and the world when he received the note.

Just now, because there was someone next to him, he did not open the album she gave him.

Now I realize how shocking it was.