I, Ying Zheng, Was Just About To Ascend The Throne, But I Was Broadcast Live By Sister Zhou

Looking at the live broadcast room, sister Zhou's eyes widened.

My heart skipped a beat.

Such a quiet Ying Zheng.

Beautiful and soul-stirring.

even.

It really makes people want to kneel down and kowtow to him.

Sister Zhou was short of breath.

on screen.

The young man wiping his sword with downcast eyes slowly raised his head.

What kind of eyes are those?

indifferent!

Indifference to the extreme!

Stand aloof and look down on the world.

The wind blows.

Lifted a strand of hair from his forehead.

bass! ! !

The Son of Heaven Sword let out a low chime.

Ying Zheng's expression suddenly became complicated, and a trace of grief flashed across his eyes.

"Father, do you blame me?!"

He returned to Qin for three years.

Half father!

Cheng Yu is nearly three years younger than him.

That child, when he was young, was close to him.

Yiren gave him all his father's love, including guilt.

It's normal to be jealous.

Ying Zheng thought about it and let him go.

But that kid.

In the end, he went astray!

Embarked on a dead end! ! !

There was a strong wind.

Ying Zheng knelt and sat in the strong wind.

The long hair and the robe are agitated at the same time.

But his eyes were firm in an instant.

The grief dissipated.

"Father, he chose this path himself!!! Gu, I've already given him a chance!"

The barrage is empty.

The audience watched the scene.

My heart is also messed up.

Totally messed up.

Ying Zheng should be a domineering, ruthless, and decisive powerful emperor.

When Cheng Yu decided to rebel against Qin and surrender to Zhao.

He has already been condemned to death!

But he.

The cruel emperor.

But still, he came to his father's coffin.

asked a question.

Father, can you blame me? !

He is not afraid of being accused by the world! Don't be afraid of future generations' comments! Don't be afraid of the stench of history books! ! !

But worried about the dead father.

will blame him! ! !

"There are other people who know underground, and I will definitely not blame you, Zulong!!!"

"Cheng Yu chose the path himself, he chose it himself, woohoo, Shihuang, you are right, you are right!!!"

"Zu Long is only thirteen years old! With the appearance of his own mother, there is no way to rely on him. There are so many things before he is enthroned. In the end, all the words can only be talked to strangers."

"No, I got sand in my eyes."

"Actually, Zulong himself is a bit reluctant, but for the sake of Daqin, even brothers with the same father and mother must be killed. Cheng Yu already has the heart of disobedience."

"Hey... I always thought Zulong was a ruthless working machine."

"Assuming the great Qin on his shoulders, how could the first emperor show his emotions? The only way to relax is in front of the coffin of the alien."

on screen.

Ying Zheng looked at the white silk flying all over the sky.

In the silent hall.

He was the only one breathing.

solitary.

Widow also.

Now that he has become the king of Daqin.

It is necessary to take up this responsibility.

Ying Zheng ah Ying Zheng.

After all, he is still alone!

Ying Zheng lowered his head and chuckled, as if laughing at himself.

"A woman's benevolence cannot accomplish great things!"

Just for a moment.

Those eyes were full of determination and domineering.

for a while.

Everyone in the studio had mixed feelings.

Sister Zhou bit her lower lip tightly.

No, I won't let Ying Zheng be a loner!

She will definitely accompany Ying Zheng, go on!

at the same time.

In Chengyu's house.

The figure tossed and turned on the bed.

When my heart was in a mess, I simply sat up.

The maid hurriedly lit the candles.

"Young master!"

The personal maid is still used to calling him son.

Cheng Yu's face was still red and swollen.

But it doesn't affect speech.

"And the secret envoy of Zhao Guo, have you already connected?"

The maid nodded and said with a smile: "That young master was overjoyed when he heard that the young master wanted to follow him to the Zhao country. If the young master follows him to the Zhao country, he will definitely be reused!"

"My son, Ying Zheng, is a sibling of yours, but he has a wrong background. There have been rumors in the Zhao country that Zhao Ji is a singer in the Zhao country! Thousands of people ride thousands of people to sleep!"

"Ying Zheng's father, I don't even know who it is!"

Cheng Yu frowned.

Snapped! ! !

The maid's head was knocked out of the way.

Hastily knelt down and begged for mercy: "My lord, I have said something wrong!"

"Whether Brother Wang is of my father's bloodline, I don't allow you to say! I'm nothing more than me, I can't compete with him! I have to take advantage of the situation."

"However, what you said is not unreasonable. When I go to Zhao, King Zhao will naturally treat me with courtesy."

Cheng Yu didn't expect it.

Ying Zheng really dared to shoot and kill his clan relatives in front of Xianyang Palace.

Thousands of people besieged and killed!

He was scared out of his wits.

Can you call him a useless Lord Chang'an?

Impossible!

Daqin is his!

Zhao Guojun promised.

If he can go to Zhao State, help him ascend the throne.

Since the communication with the secret envoy of Zhao Guo.

Cheng Yu felt restless.

But as long as he thinks about it, everything that Ying Zheng got should belong to him.

That anger came up unconsciously.

"Young master, do you still want to apply ice? The king's hands are too heavy, don't you care about your face? You are concerned about the brotherhood, and you confessed to him in advance to prevent your clan from harming him. Treat you like this!"

Another maid came, with tears in her eyes.

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