No matter how great wealth and glory you have, you must live to enjoy it!
But Ying Zheng standing aside was not afraid at all.
He had a blank expression on his face, his fists clenched tightly at his sides, veins popping out on the backs of his hands, and his pair of pitch-black phoenix eyes seemed to be burning with unyielding flames.
Lu Buwei secretly observed the eldest prince who was living among the people, and could not help but be impressed by his noble demeanor and extraordinary ambition.
Therefore, he became more determined in his idea.
"Don't worry, Madam. I will do my best to help you and the young master return to the palace."
"Okay, okay, Buwei, thanks to you being here..."
Zhao Ji, who was in a daze, seemed to have found her backbone. She excitedly grabbed Lu Buwei's arm and thanked him repeatedly.
Then he pulled his son over and urged him anxiously.
"Zheng'er, quickly call Zhongfu. With your Zhongfu's help, we can return to the palace and recognize your father."
Ying Zheng looked at the two people behaving intimately, secretly clenched his fists a little tighter, and a hint of coldness lingered around his body.
Chu Yuening sighed softly upon seeing this, touched the boy's head, and consoled him earnestly.
"Zheng'er, a latent dragon needs to lie dormant before it can emerge from the abyss."
“.......”
Ying Zheng pursed his lips, and finally reason prevailed over emotion.
The next day, inside the Xianyang Palace.
When the new king ascended the throne, envoys from the six countries came to congratulate him. Civil and military officials stood on both sides, and musicians played solemn tunes. The scene was extremely grand.
With the help of Lu Buwei, Zhao Ji and Ying Zheng successfully entered the city of Xianyang, but were stopped outside the palace gate by people sent by Lady Huayang.
Ying Zheng looked at the grand and solemn scene in the palace and knew that this was a perfect opportunity.
So, with a fierce look in his eyes, he rushed in regardless of anything.
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