"No, wouldn't killing you, you dog, be too easy for you?"
Before Ying Zheng could get angry, the wicked husband couldn't hold back any longer and sneered, "Don't be in such a hurry to think about dying. The king has promised to hand you over to me to play with."
Lao Ai glanced at the wicked husband with a somewhat perverted expression, subconsciously swallowed, and felt a sense of unease for some reason.
Ying Zheng suddenly smiled, a very bright smile, "My wicked husband, don't disappoint me, you must give Marquis Changxin a good welcome."
The wicked man nodded. "Rest assured, Your Majesty, I will absolutely not let you down."
The two of them talked back and forth, which made Lao Ai tremble with fear. Even a fool could tell that he was about to suffer inhuman torture.
At this moment, Zhao Ji spoke up, "Zheng'er, if you still consider me your mother, you are not allowed to touch Lao Ai without permission!"
Even now, Zhao Ji still wants to protect Lao Ai, letting the wicked husband truly see a side of him that was not recorded in the historical records.
What a shameless bitch!
The wicked husband is disgusting; I never imagined Zhao Ji could be so despicable. It truly proves the saying, "Don't suffer in others' shoes, don't advise others to be good." It's truly remarkable that Ying Zheng was able to overcome so many hardships to unify the six kingdoms.
Most people would probably have become psychologically twisted by now.
Modern people say that the influence of one's family of origin lasts a lifetime. It is truly remarkable that Ying Zheng was able to overcome all kinds of hardships to create the achievement of unifying the world.
People say that the King of Qin was tyrannical, but he was, after all, only human. If we look at all the great men throughout history who saved the country from collapse, which one of them didn't commit some of the most reprehensible acts?
"Does Mother's words no longer have any effect?" Zhao Ji shouted again when she saw Ying Zheng remain silent.
Ancient etiquette was strictly enforced, and even Ying Zheng did not want to overstep it. Seeing the particularly awkward atmosphere and his beloved Zheng Ge in a difficult situation, the wicked husband once again stepped forward.
"Guards, the Empress Dowager is tired. Why don't you quickly take her to rest?"
As soon as she finished speaking, two soldiers of the Black Dragon Armor Army stepped forward and lifted Zhao Ji up from the left and right, letting her scream and curse like a shrew.
"Hurry up and take her away!" the wicked husband shouted, urging him on, not wanting this vile woman to continue disturbing Ying Zheng's mind.
Ying Zheng took a few deep breaths, trying to calm his anger.
Seeing this, the wicked husband's lips curled into a smile, his expression extremely sinister. "Your Majesty, this bastard child must not be allowed to live..."
People shouldn't bottle up their anger; why make themselves suffer? His actions were intended to guide Ying Zheng to vent his pent-up resentment.
"Oh, right!" Ying Zheng snapped out of his daze, only then remembering the existence of those two bastards, and immediately asked, "Where are they?"
Zhang Han was prepared and turned around to shout, "Bring the person in!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than the sound of a child crying echoed through the long corridor of the main hall.
"Let me go, let me go, you bastard."
"My father and mother will not let you get away with this. Put us down now!"
The two men's crying and commotion could be clearly heard in the quiet hall, and the words they spoke enraged Ying Zheng.
Lao Ai's eyes were filled with panic. He struggled and lay on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly with heavy thuds. "Your Majesty, spare them! They are your own brothers!"
"Your own brother?" the wicked husband roared. "Your own mother my foot! Do those two bastards even deserve to be called brothers?"
Having said that, he walked up to the two bastards, picked one up casually, and was about to throw him hard to the ground, recreating their fate as recorded in the annals of history.
"don't want!"
"Wait!"
Two roars rang out simultaneously inside the hall, one from Lao Ai and the other from Ying Zheng.
"Your Majesty, rest assured, I will handle this matter and guarantee that it will not implicate Your Majesty!" The wicked man looked at Ying Zheng with some doubt, mistakenly believing that Ying Zheng did not want to kill him and did not want to bear the infamy of cruelty.
Unexpectedly, Ying Zheng got up, took a few steps to the wicked husband, snatched the child away, and his expression was very gentle.
Lao Ai, standing to the side, suddenly showed a look of surprise, thinking that Ying Zheng was afraid to kill them and intended to spare the lives of the two children.
But then Ying Zheng said with a smile, "You wicked husband, I will personally kill these two bastards. You don't need to do it."
"Bang!"
A dull thud echoed through the hall, followed by piercing cries and screams.
"Ah...Father...save...me!"
Lao Ai stared at the small body struggling and writhing on the ground, especially the bright red blood flowing from the corner of its mouth, which made his eyes widen in horror.
"You, Ying Zheng, you deserve to die...you bastard!"
Lao Ai went completely mad, constantly uttering curses against Ying Zheng, his hysterical state resembling that of a madman.
Ying Zheng ignored him completely, raised his foot and stomped hard on the chest of his struggling 'brother'. The powerful kick was accompanied by a cracking sound of bones breaking, and his chest collapsed, leaving him lifeless.
"My son!"
Lao Ai's eyes suddenly bulged, and an unusual crimson color appeared on his face. Overwhelmed by anger and rage, he spat out a mouthful of dark red blood, and his spirit immediately weakened.
It is said that great joy or sorrow can make people exceptionally calm, or even laugh and cry. This was exactly the state of Lao Ai at this moment, which opened the eyes of the wicked husband.
At this moment, Lao Ai slowly spoke, his voice calm as still water, "Ying Zheng, you little brat, my son is a bastard, but aren't you one too?"
Before he could continue speaking, a loud shout rang out from outside the hall: "Your Majesty, Lord Chang'an Chengjiao and General Wang Jian have arrived with their troops and request an audience with Your Majesty."
Upon seeing this, a strange light flashed in Lao Ai's ashen eyes, and he immediately shut his mouth.
"Oh?" Ying Zheng was taken aback upon hearing this. With his meticulous mind, he immediately realized that the two must have come to aid the king. A warm feeling welled up in his heart. "Quickly invite them over."
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