"Oh, by the way, Father, I'm sorry for leaving without saying goodbye. I broke my promise."
"You must be very tired after all these years..."
Hearing the young man's sobs filled with guilt and heartache, Ying Zheng fell silent, with an indescribable emotion surging in his heart.
Since he built this huge empire, no one has ever cared whether he is tired or not.
In everyone's eyes, he is the omnipotent and indestructible First Emperor.
But his increasingly weak body reminded him that he was also a mortal and would also be subject to birth, aging, sickness and death.
After all, he is not a god, so he will naturally get tired.
But no one cares about this.
Even if it was himself.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little sad. At this time, Ying Luan, who was sandwiched between the two men's chest muscles, protested angrily.
"Father, brother, please stop hugging me. I'm almost suffocating!"
"Ahem, sorry, Luan'er, I forgot about you and Jue'er."
Ying Zhao quickly let go of his hand and wanted to hug his sister to comfort her, but the latter dodged him.
"Hmph, stinky brother, I don't want you to hug me."
"I want my father to hold me~"
"Tsk tsk, you're not really a three-year-old child, and you're still clinging to your father and acting like a spoiled child?"
"Father, look at my brother, he's bullying me~"
"Zhao Zhao, no problem, Luan'er is not heavy."
"Okay, since the emperor is willing to pamper you, then don't make trouble."
"I won't make trouble!"
"Father, brother, sister, let's go home first."
"We don't know if there are any more assassins, so we shouldn't stay here for long."
"Well, Jue'er does make sense."
"Father, let's go home first. I'll have to trouble you to hold Luan'er and Jue'er. I will take Xiaomu to the doctor."
Ying Zheng silently chewed on the word "go home", and unknowingly, his usually cold and majestic face softened a little.
"Okay, let's go home."
The family talked and laughed as they walked away.
Hu Hai, who was ruthlessly left behind, said: Father, wait for me!
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