"Hahaha, you only won the throne of Qin, but you lost Zhao Ji's love!"

"Zhao Ji loves me, our son!"

Lao Ai, like a madman, barked wildly at Ying Zheng; he had entered a state of frenzy.

"Your sons? Do you think either of them is still alive?"

Although Ying Zheng's words were very calm, he was completely enraged by Lao Ai.

He was still struggling with what to do with the two children Zhao Ji had with Lao Ai, but Lao Ai's words completely ignited Ying Zheng's anger.

"No! No, no! They're your brothers too! You can't, you can't do this!!"

Lao Ai's attitude changed instantly, his voice began to tremble, and he knelt down in front of Ying Zheng with a thud.

"Zheng'er, Zheng'er, you can't do this! Have you thought about your mother? That's her child too!"

Ying Zheng sneered, slowly squatted down, and said softly, "So what? I will never let these two bastards live in this world."

"Don't worry, you won't be alone on your journey to the underworld. Your two sons will come to join you soon!"

After saying this, Ying Zheng stood up and left, leaving Lao Ai roaring in the middle of the place.

"Ying Zheng! You monster! They're still children! You can't do this!"

"King Qin! I was wrong! I was wrong!!!"

Ying Zheng stopped in his tracks, but without saying a word, he walked away without looking back.

Lu Li glanced back at Lao Ai, shook his head, and followed Ying Zheng away.

After returning to Xianyang Palace, Ying Zheng pinched his forehead, looking somewhat tired.

Lu Li then stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, the most urgent matter now is to go and see the Prime Minister."