Fusu's eyes flickered slightly, and the boiling murderous intent in his heart slowly subsided.
Zhao Gao really deserved to die.
But, not now.
He is my father's close attendant and is deeply trusted. If I touch him now, I will have to explain to my father.
It would be most appropriate to leave this kind of eunuchs to the emperor to clean up the mess personally.
Thinking of this, the coldness and loneliness in Fusu's eyes receded like the tide, replaced by a touch of just the right gentleness.
He dismounted from his horse and personally reached out to help Zhao Gao, who was still kneeling on the ground, up.
"Mr. Zhao has worked hard all the way here and come to greet you personally. Fusu is deeply grateful."
His voice was clear, a little hoarse from the long journey, yet gentle as jade, completely different from the eyes that almost froze one's soul.
The moment Zhao Gao was touched by Fusu's slightly cool fingers, he did not feel the slightest bit of comfort. Instead, it was as if the back of his hand was licked by a poisonous snake. A deeper chill and fear rushed up from his tailbone, making him tremble almost uncontrollably.
This... this doesn't look like Prince Fusu at all!
Zhao Gao was so frightened that he almost cried out in shock.
In his impression, Prince Fusu, although known for his benevolence, also had a bit of the arrogance and stubbornness of a scholar. He was a modest gentleman whose emotions were more or less revealed on his face.
Has there ever been such... such a method that is murderous one moment and gentle as a spring breeze the next?
This look, this posture of smiling despite the sharp blade hidden in his eyes, looks so much like... so much like His Majesty when he was young!
The King of Qin who had not yet unified the six kingdoms, who fought cautiously in the midst of swords and spears, and who decided life and death in the midst of laughter and conversation!
Zhao Gao's heart almost jumped out of his throat, but he was a man who had been immersed in the vortex of power all his life. Even though his legs were weak at this moment, he still tried to maintain an expression of panic and gratitude on his face.
"Your Highness, you are too kind. This is my duty. How can I dare to thank you?"
Fusu smiled faintly and said no more. He just turned slightly and signaled Zhao Gao to lead the way.
The two men walked towards the palace, one in front and one behind, each with complicated thoughts that others could not guess.
One seems gentle, but actually harbors murderous intent;
One is servile, but inside there are turbulent waves.
In the main hall of the palace, the First Emperor sat upright.
Although he looked a little tired, his dragon eyes that looked down upon the world were still sharp and intimidating.
"Your son Fusu pays homage to his father!"
Fusu stopped a few steps outside the hall, lifted up his robe, and knelt down heavily in front of the figure sitting high.
When I think of the historical records, this wise and capable father will suddenly pass away during his eastern tour within two years, and then Zhao Gao and Li Si will tamper with the imperial edict, Hu Hai will ascend the throne, and the tragic end of the Second Emperor of Qin will come...
Su felt a huge sense of sadness and powerlessness surging in his heart, his eyes instantly turned red, and his voice was choked with sobs.
"Father... your son... your son has made you worried!"
The First Emperor was slightly stunned when he saw his son kneeling below.
He originally thought that after more than a year of experience, Fusu would have made some progress, or at least become more calm.
But I didn't expect that when we met, she was still so... soft-tempered and even choked up in public.
The First Emperor felt a little annoyed at his son's "uselessness", but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a subtle sense of sympathy between father and son.
Forget it, he is my flesh and blood after all. Maybe he was frightened along the way, so he... hasn't grown up very much.
No matter how emotional he was, the man in front of him was his eldest son after all, the one he once had high hopes for and who was now favored by the immortals.
The frustration of "hating iron for not being able to make steel" in the heart of the First Emperor was finally transformed into an almost inaudible sigh by Fusu's suppressed calls of "Father".
Well, he is my flesh and blood after all. To be chosen by the immortal, I think he must have some extraordinary qualities. It’s just that his temperament... needs to be honed.
He stepped forward with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, and extended his rough hand to Fusu: "Stand up and speak. How can you, a dignified prince of the Qin Dynasty, be sobbing and wailing like this? How unbecoming!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stretched out his hand, Fusu screamed "Wow", became even more violent, hugged the First Emperor's legs and burst into tears.
The crying was so mournful and sorrowful, as if what was before her was not her living father, but a cold tombstone.
"Father! I am an unfilial son! I am incompetent! I...I almost never see you again, Father! Wuwuwu..."
Fusu cried with tears streaming down his face, and every word he said was heartbreaking. It looked like he was mourning!
The First Emperor only felt the veins on his forehead throbbing.
What a loser!
He was the prince of the Qin Dynasty and the future candidate for the crown prince, but he hugged his legs and cried like a three-year-old child!
Zhao Gao, who was standing aside, was already frightened by Fusu's previous glance. Now seeing him "reveal his true feelings" like this, his heart was in turmoil and he could no longer see through this young man.
One moment she was murderous, the next she was gentle as jade, and now she is crying like a baby...
Is this really the gentle and kind Prince Fusu?
wrong!
Absolutely wrong!
Zhao Gao's eyes rolled, and an idea flashed through his mind like lightning.
Could it be... Could it be that the young master is deliberately showing weakness?
He has obtained the fate of becoming an immortal, but he is afraid that Your Majesty will be suspicious, so he uses this method to dispel Your Majesty's doubts?
Yes!
It must be like this!
This Fusu has become so smart, he knows how to hide his shortcomings, and knows how to use this method to win the pity and trust of Your Majesty!
Thinking of this, the thought of surrendering that had just arisen in Zhao Gao's mind was instantly extinguished.
When he heard that Fusu had obtained the immortal space and returned safely, he did think about changing his allegiance.
After all, with the help of immortality, his future is limitless, far beyond what Hu Hai, a useless person, can achieve.
If he could assist a monarch who was destined to be an immortal, Zhao Gao might be able to make further progress in the future.
However, the undisguised murderous intent that Fusu revealed to him in front of the palace gate today was like a basin of ice water, chilling him to the core.
That look clearly showed that he wanted to kill him!
Combined with Fusu's "performance" at this moment, Zhao Gao felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
This boy's scheming was so deep and his methods so unpredictable that they were far beyond his imagination!
If I let him continue to grow, when he becomes fully grown, how will I survive?
No! Absolutely not!
Zhao Gao clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves, his nails almost digging into his palms.
Prince Fusu must die!
Otherwise, it would be Zhao Gao who would die!
The originally wavering mind became completely firm at this moment.
Although Hu Hai is stupid, he is at least easy to control. Fusu... this person cannot be kept!
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