Fusu was immediately stunned, unable to believe it was real. He tumbled down the steps and came to Li Si, snatching the imperial edict away.

The handwriting is that of Qin Shi Huang, Ying Zheng, and it was written by his own hand. It is also stamped with the imperial seal and has eight large characters: "Received the mandate of Heaven, may your life be long and prosperous!"

"No... Impossible! Impossible!" Fusu cried out in despair, his face pale.

Fusu's hand holding the imperial edict trembled violently, tearing the bamboo slips to shreds in his hands, but this still couldn't stop his emotional outburst.

"This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Fusu muttered to himself, his eyes revealing pain and struggle.

"Your Majesty, this edict left by the late Emperor was written in his own hand!" Li Si said.

Lu Li stood in the main hall, never expecting that Ying Zheng would leave him such an imperial edict.

Ying Zheng reserved his last bit of tenderness and trust as an emperor for Lu Li, because he knew that Lu Li would never rebel, because he knew that what Lu Li longed for was a peaceful and prosperous world, and because he knew that his Mr. Lu would not watch the world they had built with their own hands be destroyed!

Lu Li was filled with emotion. He never expected that Ying Zheng would make such a choice on his deathbed!

This will was enough to bring Lu Li's prestige to its peak. From then on, he was the only regent of the Great Qin Dynasty, possessing the highest power!

"No... Impossible! Father! Impossible! I am your son!" Fusu cried bitterly, almost going mad.

All of this changed too quickly. It has only been two short years since he ascended the throne. Unfortunately, Heaven did not favor Fusu, and he would soon lose his throne!

"Fusu, do you know your crime?"