"Don't be afraid, Father. I'm really capable and will definitely heal you!"
"Well, your Majesty does not need to worry as I am here."
"First, take the spiritual fruit for nourishment, then use the method of cleansing the meridians and marrow, and the poison will be cured."
"I still have some spiritual fruits here, I'll give them all to Father."
"Father, you must get well soon!"
When Ying Zheng met the concerned eyes of the two little guys, his heart, as hard as stone, seemed to suddenly crack open, and a warm current gushed out.
He rubbed their little heads respectively, his eyes softer than ever before, like the first snow melting in spring, crisp yet warm.
"Okay, thank you Luan'er Jue'er."
"Hehe, Father, you don't have to thank me. You should!"
"Your Majesty, there is no need to thank me."
In the main hall, warm sunshine shines, the father is loving and the son is filial, the family is affectionate, and the atmosphere is warm and beautiful.
There is no longer the usual coldness and loneliness.
The palace servants serving on the side were shocked and dazed. Was this kind father in front of them really their cold and majestic Majesty?
Are they dreaming?
In the following days, Ying Jue began to devote all his energy to treating his father.
As the erysipelas was discharged bit by bit, Ying Zheng could clearly feel that his decaying and withered body was regaining vitality.
Obviously, compared to the illusory elixir of immortality, the method of cultivating immortality taught by his own child is more useful and practical.
For this reason, Ying Zheng decisively ordered the recall of Mirage and sent the Shadow Secret Guard to capture Xu Fu, the Lord of Yunzhong, who had committed the crime of deceiving the emperor.
As for the plan of the eastern tour, it was temporarily shelved. With Ying Zhao as his anchor, he only needed to rest and recuperate in the palace.
at the same time.
Under his brother's devilish training, Fusu finally came to his senses.
When he learned that his father was seriously ill, it was like a bolt from the blue. For the first time, he ran to the Zhangtai Palace without caring about his image, hugged his father's thighs and cried bitterly.
"Wuwuwu... Father, it's all my fault for making you angry..."
"I am a fool and have failed my father's good intentions..."
"A tree wishes to be still, but the wind does not stop; a son wishes to support his parents, but they are no longer around."
"I am an unfilial son!"
"If there is a spirit in heaven, I, Fusu, am willing to exchange twenty years of my life for the health of my father!"
The young man in white was crying like a child, heartbroken and completely out of character.
At this moment, he was no longer the gentle, dignified and polite Prince Fusu.
He is just a child who can't bear to leave his old father.
Ying Zheng looked down at his eldest son who was expressing his true feelings. His heart was suddenly touched and his cold and majestic face softened a little.
But when he noticed the suspicious crystal liquid on the dragon robe, his face instantly turned dark and he kicked the young man who was hugging his thigh in disgust.
"I'm not dead yet."
"All right, get up. It's disgraceful to be crying like this."
"Thanks to Jue'er's treatment, I am now fine."
"Seriously?!"
Fusu sobbed as he confirmed it, and even wanted to pull off his father's dragon robe to check it himself.
But after seeing the unsheathed Tianwen Sword, his head shrank and he wisely let go of his hand.
Ying Zheng glanced coldly at his rebellious son.
Then, he took a deep breath, retracted Tianwen, and silently chanted in his heart - my dear, my dear...
Ever since this incident, Fusu seemed to have found some trick and successfully grasped the essence of "The Secret Technique of Acting Coquettishly to Conquer Your Father".
Although his father would dislike him every time he used this skill, he could feel that the relationship between father and son had indeed become much closer.
The relationship between the emperor and his ministers is no longer as unfamiliar as before.
Ying Zhao was delighted to see this.
The boy is teachable. Xiaomu is finally not a block of wood anymore. It seems that the future layout can be fully handed over to him.
He himself has more important things to do.
As the days passed, Ying Zheng's erysipelas gradually cleared and his health improved.
With Qilin'er in front of him to clear the obstacles, and two caring little guys behind him to accompany him, he felt so happy.
In addition, Ying Zheng was surprised to find that—
These two seemingly innocent babies are actually two big treasures.
One is gifted in martial arts, proficient in deploying troops and formations, and is a natural-born general;
A man of extraordinary talent, wide range of interests, and especially proficient in inventions and creations, who could easily come up with something that shocked the world.
"Is this 'paper'?"
Ying Zheng picked up a piece of paper as thin as a cicada's wing, smooth and flat, and looked at it carefully. His steady breathing became a little faster.
As an emperor with outstanding vision, how could he not understand the meaning of this object?
Once "paper" comes out, it will definitely bring about a subversive innovation.
“The time is too short and the quality is not good enough.”
Ying Jue looked at the yellowed and rough paper and was not satisfied.
"Once I make some further improvements, Father will be able to use snow-white, smooth paper."
"Jue'er, how many surprises do you have that father doesn't know about?"
"That's just a small thing. My brother has even more amazing inventions!"
"The Suzaku cannon can level mountains; the Black Tortoise chariot, with its offensive and defensive capabilities, can sweep away countless armies..."
Ying Luan puffed out her chest and showed off proudly, looking as if she was very proud of it.
The emperor standing by was overwhelmed with emotion as his eyes lit up with excitement.
He touched the heads of the two little men, and a barely perceptible light flashed across his eyes.
It's time to go find Donghuang Taiyi again.
The Qin Shi Huang in another time and space is also myself.
So, why are the children in the parallel universe not considered his children?
However, Ying Zheng did not want to take coercive measures unless it was necessary. After all, he did not want to see his three children hate him.
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