Chapter 549 The Lucky One
"Lü Buwei pays his respects to the King."
"Prime Minister, please rise."
Ying Zheng nodded slightly, his gaze towards Lü Buwei indifferent yet scrutinizing.
Now in control of the court, Lü Buwei was no longer the humble and respectful merchant he once was. The feeling of having great power gave him full confidence, but it also blinded him, preventing him from seeing through the scrutiny in the King of Qin's eyes.
Or rather, he was still viewing Ying Zheng through the lens of the past, forgetting that Ying Zheng was now the King of Qin.
At this stage, the two are maintaining a superficial harmony. Lü Buwei is not taking the initiative to return power to the king, and the king is not in a hurry.
The two appeared to be discussing political matters in a serious yet harmonious atmosphere.
At this moment, a rustling sound came from behind the screen. Lü Buwei looked up, hesitating to speak, and saw that the King of Qin's gaze had softened slightly. "It seems that Fusu has woken up."
Lu Buwei was slightly taken aback. It seemed that the rumors circulating in the palace recently were not without reason; the king did indeed value the eldest son. He then flattered him, saying, "Your Majesty has a kind father's heart, and the eldest son is clever and obedient."
Ying Zheng nodded slightly and said calmly, "You flatter me, Prime Minister."
At this moment, Fusu's heartfelt words penetrated the screen and reached Ying Zheng's ears.
Who is this person? How can he be so eloquent? Let me take a look.
Ying Zheng was already used to it; Fusu just loved to hear compliments, so he wasn't too surprised.
But in that instant, he caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye that Lü Buwei's pupils suddenly contracted. Though it was an extremely subtle change, it did not escape Ying Zheng's keen eyes.
Ying Zheng instantly calmed himself and spoke calmly, "Prime Minister?"
Lu Buwei snapped back to reality, realizing his lapse in composure. He quickly composed himself, trying to conceal his abnormality, and replied, "Your subject is here."
However, in the eyes of the observant Ying Zheng, Lü Buwei's series of reactions were particularly noticeable.
Ying Zheng suddenly stood up, saying, "The Prime Minister is like a father to me, there's no need for such formalities," and walked to the bedside, embracing Fusu in his arms.
Sure enough, he heard Fusu's inner thoughts again—["Uncle? Recognize a father for yourself? Will your grandfather even be able to keep this up? Let me see what kind of person he is."]
As he carried Fusu out from behind the screen, he clearly saw the change in Lü Buwei's expression. The shock and unease in that instant confirmed Ying Zheng's suspicions—Lü Buwei could also hear Fusu's thoughts.
Why? What are the differences between him and Mi Ji?
Ying Zheng was still pondering when he saw Lü Buwei's expression change drastically, unable to contain himself.
Ying Zheng followed his gaze and looked down. He saw that when Fusu's originally bright black eyes looked at Lü Buwei, his pupils turned golden, the light dazzling but fleeting.
Ying Zheng subconsciously tightened his grip slightly, and Fu Su, whose pupils had returned to normal, let out an "Ah" and reached out his small hand to pat his arm without ceremony.
[What's going on? It's been a few days since I held you, Father. Your skills have gotten rusty. Could it be that you've had another child behind my back?]
Very well, it's still that unreliable Fusu.
Ying Zheng subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, not understanding for a moment why he felt relieved.
But what exactly is going on with those golden pupils?
He patted Fusu in his arms without making a sound, but his eyes turned to Lü Buwei again. Lü Buwei was also trying to calm himself down. Their eyes met in the air, and the atmosphere in the hall became subtle and tense at this moment.
Lu Buwei's throat moved with difficulty. Under the gaze of the King of Qin, a dense chill ran through his body. More than the surprise of suddenly discovering that the King of Qin had grown up, he was terrified of discovering an incredible secret.
At this moment, no amount of power could be more like sand slipping through one's fingers. The warning from life told Lü Buwei that he might not be able to leave the Hall of State Affairs today.
"Prime Minister..."
As soon as Ying Zheng spoke, Lü Buwei knelt down with a thud, trembling as he performed a deep bow: "Your subject..."
Ying Zheng didn't understand why Lü Buwei was so terrified, simply attributing it to his keen senses. But only Lü Buwei understood that the moment he met the eldest son's golden eyes, it was as if he had been laid bare under the scorching sun. Everything was seen through, and everything was melted away in the heat.
Those weren't human eyes, they were divine eyes...
[How polite!]
Ying Zheng lowered his eyes, looking at Fusu, who was staring intently at Lü Buwei with bright, eager eyes, his thoughts a jumble of emotions. He hadn't originally intended to deal with Lü Buwei so quickly, but plans can't keep up with changes, and he couldn't allow Lü Buwei to become that unexpected turn of events.
【Huh? That's strange, what's that on his back?】
Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng's intention to execute Lü Buwei froze, while Lü Buwei was stunned and trembled even more violently.
Oh my god, what's that on his back? In broad daylight, is this normal?
Lu Buwei's uneasy eyes darted around; was the hall a bit too dark?
Ying Zheng, who quickly calmed down, wanted to know more. He stroked Fusu's back and said softly, "Prime Minister, there's no need for such a grand gesture. Fusu, this is Prime Minister Lü Buwei. He was the one who helped me and my mother return to the country..."
Listening to the King of Qin's leisurely introduction above, Lü Buwei broke out in a cold sweat. What was the King trying to do? Did he want the eldest son to use magic to take him away?
[A rare commodity!]
The four large characters popped out, and Ying Zheng paused. Lü Buwei was stunned, having no time to consider why he could hear the eldest son's thoughts, because what he heard next terrified him even more.
[Strange, now that Father said that, it's like I'm seeing it all before. Tsk, Father was this cold even when I was little. Will I grow up to have a poker face too? No way!]
Ying Zheng held back. He was still young, unable to speak yet. Although he was born with knowledge, and although for a moment his golden eyes seemed to strangely allow him to see the past, he was still a child. It was normal for his thoughts to wander freely.
[Huh? So many Lü Buweis! My eyes are blurry. Wait, offering male concubines to his grandmother? Is that even allowed? Wait, isn't he the Prime Minister? Why is he exiled? Oh dear, that's poison! Doesn't it hurt?]
Lu Buwei lay on the ground, pale-faced. So, could the eldest son see his past and future, his entire life? Did he ultimately end up being exiled and committing suicide?
Ying Zheng remained calm for a long time, then realized that exiling Lü Buwei was indeed something he would do. Therefore, Fusu's golden eyes weren't just for decoration; they actually served a purpose.
【Oh! Why has it changed again?】
These words rekindled Lü Buwei's hope and piqued Ying Zheng's curiosity.
My eyes hurt from watching this, I'm so tired...
The message arrived instantly. As soon as Lü Buwei looked up, he saw the eldest son's neck tilted to the side as he slumped into the King of Qin's arms, fast asleep.
No, you're asleep at this hour?
Is this appropriate? This isn't appropriate, is it?
Ying Zheng habitually reached out a finger to check his breathing, confirming that he was asleep. This was perfectly normal.
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