The peach tree is young and thriving, and its flowers are bright and beautiful.
It is spring, the grass is green and the birds are singing, the air is full of spring, and the peach blossoms in the suburbs are in full bloom.
On the wide and flat Qinzhi Road, a group of grand and majestic carriages slowly drove towards them.
Inside one of the luxurious and exquisite carriages, a slender hand brushed open the curtain, and then a handsome face appeared.
The young man in his prime has an extraordinary appearance and outstanding temperament. His lips of moderate thickness are holding a faint smile and his eyebrows and eyes are gentle.
Just like a gentle and jade-like young man from a noble family.
However, those beautiful phoenix eyes were like cold stars in the autumn night, aloof and sharp, deep and unfathomable, revealing the inviolable majesty and momentum of a noble family.
At this moment, he looked at the familiar city gate, his eyes were leisurely, and a hint of nostalgia quietly emerged in his eyes.
"Xianyang, I'm back."
A wisp of spring breeze blew across the branches, and pink and white petals fell like rain. The faint fragrance of peach blossoms wafted in the air, as if the peach blossom fairy was dancing with joy.
I don’t know where the person has gone, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.
When wanderers return home and families reunite, one cannot help but marvel at the magic of time.
The little child has grown up in the blink of an eye.
Chu Yuening looked up at her tall and steady son, and the unspeakable emotions in her heart instantly gushed out, and tears of relief flashed in her beautiful eyes.
Her red lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to express a mother's worry and longing for her child in thousands of words, but when the words came to her lips, they only turned into a plain and relieved sigh.
"Zhao Zhao has grown a lot taller."
"Mother, Zhao Zhao will be able to support you and your younger brothers and sisters in the future."
Ying Zhao put his arm around his mother's thin shoulders, his expression calm and resolute.
The tall and strong body is as solid and reliable as a mountain, full of a sense of security.
He was young and naive, seeking shelter in his mother's warm embrace;
He has grown up and become strong enough to protect his mother from wind and rain.
The scene of deep love between mother and son is touching.
Ying Zheng stepped forward and embraced his tearful wife, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips.
Then he looked at his son whom he had not seen for two years.
The young man was already at the age of dancing elephants, with a tall and straight figure, almost as tall as his father, the emperor. His skin was a little darker, but he had an even more majestic and manly demeanor.
Compared to two years ago, Ying Zhao has become more stable and reserved. His phoenix eyes, like his own, are firm and confident, and his aura cannot be ignored.
It's like a sword with its edge restrained.
Unconsciously, his heart was filled with pride and honor.
Jinling is not something to be confined to a pond. Once it encounters wind and clouds, it will transform into a dragon.
Well, he is worthy of being the descendant of Qin Shi Huang.
But on the surface, he still maintained the dignified and steady demeanor of a father, only his eyes were a little softer.
"You did a good job on your trip to the South China Sea. I am very pleased."
"Thank you for your praise, Father. I am simply applying what I have learned and doing my best."
"Well, don't be impatient, that's good. I will be able to hand over the Qin Empire to you in the future."
The emperor's simple words were profound.
Ying Zhao didn't notice anything, and just thought it was his father's words of comfort.
After he finished talking with his parents, his excitement about returning home gradually subsided, and he finally realized that something was wrong.
Ying Zhao's heart skipped a beat and he turned his gaze to the side.
Sure enough, I saw my sister who was as angry as a puffer fish.
The bright and lively girl crossed her arms and turned her head to the side in a huff, but she would secretly glance at him from the corner of her eyes from time to time.
When she happened to meet his gaze, the girl immediately became angry and embarrassed, and tried to leave.
Ying Zhao quickly stepped forward to stop her, apologized and begged for mercy.
"Brother, you were wrong. You shouldn't have left without saying goodbye. Lady Luan'er is magnanimous. Will you forgive me?"
"snort!"
"I haven't seen you for two years. Don't you miss me at all?"
"No... a little bit, just a little bit."
"Hahaha, Luan'er is so cute."
Ying Zhao looked at his childish sister lovingly and rubbed her furry head.
After coaxing his sister, he looked at his younger brother, who was handsome and looked like an immortal, and chuckled and joked with familiarity.
"My brother looks much more ethereal now."
"Brother is still as charming as ever."
"My brother is such a taciturn person. He stays in the lab all day and never leaves. He almost forgot about me, his lonely sister."
"I'll play with you three days a month."
Ying Zhao looked tenderly at his blood-related family members, and a gentle spring breeze seemed to blow through his heart, bringing warmth and tranquility.
The peach blossoms are withering, the camellia flowers are blooming, and late spring has arrived.
Since Ying Zhao returned to the palace, Ying Zheng began to hand over the affairs of state to Ying Zhao little by little.
After this period of tempering, Ying Zhao has gone from being flustered at the beginning to being able to handle the affairs of state with ease now. He no longer needs his father's assistance and can handle state affairs independently.
Ying Zheng was extremely satisfied with this.
Now that his son is capable of shouldering the heavy responsibility, he can entrust the Qin Dynasty to him.
One afternoon, in Qinian Palace.
When the majestic and dignified emperor threw out a bombshell in a tone that left no room for argument, the hall fell silent in an instant.
The children were shocked and even a little dazed.
What are you touring? What are you touring?
…
Traveling around the world?!
Father, do you mean that you and mother are going to abandon three hungry children and go out to wander around the world?
After finally coming to their senses, the three of them looked at their cruel parents with accusatory eyes, their expressions full of resentment and pity.
Ying Luan pouted in grievance and continued to act like a spoiled child.
"Then I want to go too!"
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