[Ying Zheng + Dahan Emperor] Golden House

Fortunately, Gan Luo only asked a question and didn't plan to pester Liu Che, which made Liu Che heave a sigh of relief.

Because he wanted to live in the royal city, Ying Zheng sent people to the farmhouse to find Xiao Tong and Li Si.

It was the first time for the two of them to enter the royal city. When the little boy saw Ying Zheng, he almost cried and said, "Young master, you are fine. It rained so much last night, and you didn't come back all night. I'm really afraid that something will happen to you, let's talk about it." , you don't have a caring person beside you..."

As he spoke, he approved Liu Che with white eyes, and continued: "Master, you can bring me with you next time you publish a book."

Ying Zheng waved his hand and said, "Okay, are you a careful person? You are a diligent person."

The little boy blushed, and said: "At any rate, we are still courteous, not as negligent as others."

Liu Che knew that he was talking about himself, but he was too lazy to argue with Xiao Tong, and he didn't know if his skin was born to attract people's suspicion. Let alone Xiao Tong, even Ying Zheng didn't look at him directly.

Li Sidao: "I heard that the crown prince will be selected in three days?"

Ying Zheng nodded and said, "That's the case."

The little boy said: "No wonder the street is so lively, posters are posted everywhere."

Gan Luo on the side smiled and said: "Naturally, it will be lively. The King of Qin wants to be fair, but the King's body cannot be present, and he is afraid that the examiner in charge of the selection will cover up, so he can only make the matter public and invite the princes to come." It's in prison."

Li Si followed the voice of the voice and saw Gan Luo sitting in front of the wooden table, holding his chin, and said with a smile: "I know you, you were not in front of Prince Chengjiao a few days ago, but now you are here ?”

There was a moment of embarrassment on Li Si's face, and Ying Zheng said: "Don't do this, Li Si is my servant, and you will plan to work under the same roof in the future."

Gan Luo just stuck out his tongue and didn't speak again.

Everyone was sitting together, helping Ying Zheng to study, while the little boy was busy serving water and studying ink, but Liu Che was the most idle. National plan.

Liu Che was on the side, staring at Ying Zheng from the corner of his eye. When he was bored, a waiter came in and whispered a few words to Liu Che. Liu Che was stunned for a moment, then turned around and left the hall.

Ying Zheng was reviewing his books, but he also caught a glimpse of Liu Che walking out. Although he didn't speak, he squinted his eyes immediately.

The waiter said to Liu Che, the prime minister asked him to come and talk.

Liu Che didn't know what Lu Buwei was looking for him for, but looking for him at this time, I'm afraid it was the selection of the prince.

Liu Che walked out of the hall and followed the waiter all the way, but he didn't go too far, the waiter asked him to wait a while, but Liu Che looked around, there was a corridor, and there was no room for discussion.

Not long after, there was the sound of footsteps, Liu Che's eyes and ears were extremely sensitive, and his footsteps were light and powerful, not like an elderly person like Lu Buwei.

As expected, it was not Lu Buwei who came across the corridor, but Prince Chengjiao.

Cheng Jiao was still wearing a black cloak, with a dagger that symbolized power and status around his waist, and walked over with a hearty smile on his face.

When Cheng Jiao saw Liu Che, he pretended to be surprised, and said with a smile, "Brother Lai Ai, what a coincidence."

Liu Che raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, he was also born as an emperor, how could such little tricks deceive him, and said with a calm smile: "Unfortunately, if the prince didn't do it deliberately, how could it be such a coincidence?"

Cheng Jiao was stunned for a moment, he was still young, although he was tall, but after all he was much shorter than Liu Che, Cheng Jiao stretched out his hand and patted Liu Che's shoulder, and said with a smile: "To be honest, I'm really admire you."

"The villain is terrified."

Cheng Jiao said: "Don't be strangers to me, you see, I have no pretensions, unlike big brother, I'm very easy-going, I don't like to beat around the bush when I speak, I appreciate you, if big brother Lai Ai is willing... "

Before he finished speaking, Liu Che had already stopped him, saying: "The prince's words are really jerky and difficult to understand. Even if the prince is easy-going, the villain's status is humble, but there is a world of difference, and he dare not climb high."

Seeing that he was unmoved, Cheng Jiao didn't feel the gentle feeling of standing beside Ying Zheng at all, and felt a little unhappy. After all, he was a prince who grew up in the city, and he was praised and loved by others since he was a child. It is said that he has good character and outstanding talent, but he is just a small guard in front of him, and he doesn't buy his account.

Cheng Jiao thought, if it wasn't for the hasty choice, he wouldn't have gone to this servant.

Cheng Jiao suppressed his unhappiness, with a dry smile on his face, and said: "Oh, it seems that I don't have this blessing, but if Brother Lai Ai changes his mind in the future, you can come to me, I welcome you very much. .”

After he finished speaking, he looked at Liu Che and waited for Liu Che to agree, but he didn't expect Liu Che to just smile and say: "Then send the prince respectfully."

With a smile on Cheng Jiao's face, he snorted coldly, turned around and left, thinking that sooner or later you will beg me.

Liu Che watched Cheng Jiao go away, heaved a sigh of relief, suddenly heard the slight sound of clothes hemming behind him, looked back, and at some point, Ying Zheng had folded his arms and leaned on the corridor.

Liu Che panicked for a moment, not knowing when Ying Zheng would come. It would be good if he heard the whole process, but if he didn't hear the whole process, and misunderstood that he was hooking up with Cheng Jiao, it would be miserable.

Before Liu Che opened his mouth, Ying Zheng had already sneered, and said in a neutral tone, "Brother Lai Ai is really kind to others. He has become a baby lump, and everyone is rushing to ask for it. The queen mother is like this, and the second brother is also like this..."

Ying Zheng deliberately taunted him, so his tone was very gentle. This sentence "Big Brother Lai Ai" was light and fluffy, and Liu Che's heart was so excited that he suddenly felt a little passionate. He swallowed dryly, feeling that his throat was burning. Woke up.

It's been a while since Liu Che took on this skin. He is a young man, so he naturally has lust. In addition, Lai Ai has a lot of lust, and Ying Zheng is always by his side. Liu Che endured it very uncomfortable. .

Liu Che listened to Ying Zheng's words, but his eyes lingered on Ying Zheng's slender neck. He quickly looked away, lowered his head, and looked at the three-point road in front of him.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ying Zheng finally sneered and turned back.

Liu Che stared at the man's back for a while before following him.

Because there were only three days, everyone seemed to be very busy. Li Si and Gan Luo were counselors, and they studied books with Ying Zheng. Liu Che pulled the boy aside and said, "The food for the young master needs to be carefully checked."

The little boy scoffed, and said disdainfully: "That's natural, I'll do it if you don't tell me."

It's just that Xiaotong is also smart, just after he finished speaking, he suddenly rolled his eyes and said, "Did you hear something?"

It's not easy for Liu Che to tell about Cheng Jiao, after all, there is no evidence, so he just said: "No, just in case."

The little boy stared at him for a while, then walked away with a frown.

Before dark, Li Si and Gan Luo went back. The boy brought food to Ying Zheng. Ying Zheng was tired after reading all day. up.

Only Xiaotong and Liu Che were around Yingzheng, and they took turns going to bed at night. Xiaotong gave Liu Che some advice, and then he left the inner room and went to rest in the side room.

Ying Zheng was very tired when he came in, and he fell asleep immediately when he was next to the bed. Liu Che sat not far away at first.

He was sitting not far away, staring at Ying Zheng who was sleeping soundly on the couch. Ying Zheng was at an age that was slowly growing up. His stature was tall and his face would change from youthful delicacy to youthful handsomeness.

Liu Che has read a lot of history books. Because of Yingzheng's violent dictatorship in politics, many records can vilify Yingzheng's face. She was so beautiful, otherwise she wouldn't have dazzled Qin Yiren.

Yingzheng's face resembled Zhao Ji's, but also faintly contained the aura and temperament of a king, which seemed to be in conflict with that immaturity and delicacy, but unexpectedly blended properly.

No matter in terms of appearance or demeanor, Ying Zheng attracted Liu Che's attention. This kind of brilliance was really unmatched by other people.

The young man was lying on his back on the bed, his slightly thin chest was heaving and falling due to his breathing, and he was also heaving up and down with the quilt on. Through the dim light, Liu Che could see the young man's slightly bright red face and his slightly blush neck. , even the delicate collarbone that the underwear could not cover.

Liu Che gave a dry cough, and was afraid of waking Ying Zheng up, so he could only clear his throat. He wanted to distract himself, but his eyes still glanced at Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng seemed to be sleeping a little uneasy, turned his body sideways, and the quilt fell off the bed with a "thud" following his movements.

Liu Che froze for a moment, then stood up, walked over softly, and picked up the quilt.

Ying Zheng was lying on his side, with two slender legs crossed together, his waist was slightly twisted, making him look even leaner, and the curve of his waistline was smooth, even charming.

Liu Che's movements were even more stiff. He covered Ying Zheng with the quilt and covered Ying Zheng's body in his underwear with the quilt. Then he sighed, as if his forehead was sweating.

After Liu Che covered the quilt, he was about to walk back, but he was staring at Ying Zheng, but he was a little lost...

Looking at Ying Zheng's face at close range, his eyelashes trembled slightly like a feather fan. Because he was asleep, his delicate face looked extremely gentle, and even carried a sense of fragility that he had never felt when he woke up.

Liu Che stretched out his hand involuntarily, and gently scratched Ying Zheng's cheek with the back of his index finger.

Ying Zheng seemed to feel the gentle and warm touch, and he let out a comfortable "grunt" in his throat, like a deep sigh. Liu Che's heart was also tickled by this sigh, and a rush of heat surged up. His head became hot from the rush, and a dense layer of hot sweat appeared on his forehead.

Seeing that Ying Zheng was fast asleep, Liu Che lingered on Ying Zheng's cheek with the back of his index finger, rubbed gently on Ying Zheng's slightly opened lips.

Yingzheng's lips were very elastic, delicate and smooth, moist with breath, and made Liu Che's fingers scorching hot all of a sudden.

Liu Che put his finger between Ying Zheng's lips. Ying Zheng seemed to feel a foreign object around his mouth in his sleep. His lips subconsciously opened slightly, and the hot tip of his tongue protruded out, touching Liu Che's finger in an instant.

Liu Che's whole body trembled, and the hot tip of his tongue was shaking and dawdling on the back of his fingers with a charming wetness. Just this one moment made Liu Che's rationality vanish into thin air.

Liu Che immediately lowered his head, put his hands on the couch, put Ying Zheng's lips in his mouth, and began to trace lightly.

In his sleep, Ying Zhengyou felt a gentle kiss with his lips wrapped. He was not unfamiliar with this kind of ambiguous kiss, and was even very familiar with it. Ying Zheng thought he was dreaming.

The body of a young man has not yet tried lust, especially at this age, he is still very young, and he cannot withstand Liu Che's sophisticated provocations. In addition, Ying Zheng is familiar with this method of provocation. Ying Zheng really thought it was a dream, so there is no way Restrain your passions.

The young man's body reacted quickly...

Liu Che felt the waist of the person beneath him tremble slightly, swaying slightly, and his breathing became short due to his kiss. Liu Che was excited for a while, and the hotness rushed straight to his head.

Ying Zheng soon broke out in a thin sweat, half asleep and half awake, only felt that the quilt was too thick, and there was nowhere to vent the heat on his body.

Liu Che lifted his quilt at this time, only wearing a thin undershirt, and Liu Che saw Ying Zheng looking up slightly.

Ying Zheng didn't open his eyes, but his breathing became more rapid. Without the quilt, he felt a coolness. He sighed in his throat, and his straight legs trembled from the coolness.

Ying Zheng felt uncomfortable and couldn't vent his emotions. He subconsciously grasped the sheet on the couch with both hands, and put his legs together, as if to relieve the sadness that had nowhere to vent.

Liu Che kept staring at Ying Zheng, watching him swaying on the couch, his throat seemed to be boiling, very dry, Liu Che took a deep breath to restrain his impulse.

He lowered his head again, enfolded Ying Zheng's lips, and kissed him tenderly, with one hand resting on Ying Zheng's ear, and the other along Ying Zheng's leg, gently stroking through his clothes.

Ying Zheng closed his eyes tightly, he was so familiar with that feeling, he couldn't help smiling wryly in his heart, it turned out that he couldn't forget that person so much, thinking that as long as he had power, as long as he was Ying Zheng, everything would be enough...

Ying Zheng felt the familiar touch and caress, but the inner thigh was gently taken care of, and the tingling pleasure almost made his mind go blank.

Yingzheng was panting, the end of his eyes slowly turned red with lust, his eyes were closed tightly, his eyelashes were a little misty, his throat rolled rapidly, Liu Che's hand ran along the inner thigh of his, and groped up through the clothes , and finally landed on the thing he had fully raised his head.

Ying Zheng's body tensed up. He had never experienced this feeling with his young body. The feeling he was already familiar with was obviously just scratching the surface, but it brought him great pleasure, almost like a flood.

Liu Che looked at his youthful reaction, but whenever his hand touched the opponent, the boy would immediately tremble. Liu Che felt even thirstier, so he stretched out his hand to support one of his legs, lifting the boy's waist slightly.

Liu Che's hand moved away from the thing he was raising his head, and instead stroked his lower back, from the lower back all the way down, still through the clothes, with his fingers pressing on the young man's unexplored back.

Ying Zheng's body trembled violently, his waist bounced violently, and he moaned "Mmm...".

Liu Che's fingers were slowly rubbing the place through Ying Zheng's trousers, watching his white underpants slightly sunken in due to his rubbing, Liu Che felt his whole body was hot.

Yingzheng was picked at the back by him through his clothes, his throat was startled, and he subconsciously wanted to call out "Liu Che", but he restrained the voice forcefully, his ankle was lifted, and Yingzheng gasped deeply. , His eyes were no longer filled with water vapor, and the involuntary eye sockets were moist.

Ying Zheng's eyes were blurred, and he was immersed in the pleasure of being given. When he opened his eyes a little, his hands and feet felt cold immediately, as if he had been hit hard by someone.

Ying Zheng's face turned pale in an instant. He always thought it was a dream, and the way this person touched him was so similar to Liu Che's that he couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream for a while. It was just that when he opened his eyes, what he saw It turned out not to be Liu Che, but the face he hated and made even the Qin Kingdom ashamed...

Ying Zheng's ankle was still being grabbed by Liu Che, and he pulled it away abruptly, only then did Liu Che meet his eyes.

Yingzheng's body could still feel the aftertaste of pleasure, which made his heart palpitate even more. Yingzheng kicked Liu Che over to the bed, and threw the mountain pillow in his hand, which hit Liu Che's chest.

Ying Zheng was trembling with anger, squinting his eyes fiercely, his voice was a little hoarse, and his tone was cold, he shouted: "Get out."

Liu Che's chest hurt from being hit. Looking at Ying Zheng's cold eyes, he felt dizzy for a while, and opened his mouth and said, "I am..."

Before he finished speaking, Ying Zheng stopped him coldly, and only heard Ying Zheng say: "If you were not sent by the prime minister, you would have been decapitated by now, get out."

Liu Che listened, and finally closed his mouth. He was so excited just now that he almost said that he was Liu Che, but if the other party didn't remember anything, how could he know who Liu Che was.

Liu Che breathed heavily, stood up slowly, turned around and walked out.

Ying Zheng stared at the man's back, watched him walk out step by step, and his heart felt chills. He was half asleep and half awake, thinking it was that person, but he didn't expect it to be the one he hated so much.

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng slammed the bed hard. If Lu Buwei hadn't been in power at this time, if he killed Lao Ai himself, Lu Buwei would have thought that he had opinions on him, which might have ruined the event.

Ying Zheng swallowed a breath, feeling that his chest was about to explode. After sitting for a long time, his whole body suddenly relaxed, and he lay down on the bed with a "bang", sighed, curled up again, and turned sideways to face lying down.

When he got up early the next day, Xiao Tong noticed that the atmosphere was a bit unusual. Although the young master didn't like to see this guard on weekdays, it was just that he wouldn't have a cold face like today, and he would often be in a daze.

Xiaotong pulled Liu Che aside, gritted his teeth and said, "Why did you provoke the young master?"

Liu Che didn't sleep all night, and he was not in a good mood. He just gave Xiao Tong a cool look and didn't speak.

No matter how you say it, Liu Che is also a person who grew up in the palace, and he has an aura of his own. He looked at Xiaotong so coldly, and Xiaotong shrank his neck subconsciously, but then he thought about it, but he was just a lowly servant, and he hadn't I have been with the young master for a long time, so I stuck my neck and said: "I tell you, the prince will be selected soon. If you provoke the young master, and the young master does not perform well, you will definitely feel better!"

Liu Che still didn't speak, this time he didn't even look at him, turned his head and left.

On the day of the selection, many princes entered the royal city. Lv Buwei, Gang Chengjun and the general came up with questions. Yingzheng and Chengjiao were invited to sit down. The rest of the people stood a few feet away, fearing that someone would help in private.

Because time was too tight and Liu Che refused to cooperate, Cheng Jiao couldn't find an opportunity to make a move, so he could only comfort himself. Anyway, there are two civil and military assessments. , It also depends on the network. I have such a wide network in Xianyang, how can I be afraid that Ying Zheng will fail?

Both Ying Zheng and Cheng Jiao sat in front of the case, Lu Buwei did not participate, but just sat on the hands, Gang Chengjun asked the waiter to hold a blank bamboo slip for writing, and put it in front of Ying Zheng and Cheng Jiao. Individuals answer at the same time.

Liu Che stood outside the hall, there was no sound inside, it was completely silent, no one came out, and no one went in. After a while, the door of the hall opened with a loud bang.

Lu Buwei came out first, followed by Yingzheng Chengjiao, followed by Gang Chengjun and the general.

Liu Che went to see Ying Zheng, and when Ying Zheng's eyes met him, he immediately moved away. Liu Che glanced at the prince Cheng Jiao who was next to him. Ying Zheng won.

Everyone came to the martial arts training field in Wangcheng, and the martial arts test must be about to start. Liu Che still couldn't follow, but just watched from a distance. Even though he had sharp eyes and ears, he couldn't see clearly even if he was too far away.

As Gan Luo said, General Meng Ao did not allow the two to compete in martial arts, and the two continued to write questions to test their military skills and familiarity with military classics.

Although Cheng Jiao is also familiar with military books, he panicked when he heard that he didn't want to compete in martial arts at first. After all, only in martial arts competition can Cheng Jiao be sure of winning. In this way, wouldn't it be two literary tests.

Cheng Jiao immediately said: "General, I have something to ask."

Meng Ao heard Cheng Jiao's question and said, "Please tell me."

Cheng Jiao said: "Since it is agreed that it is a martial arts test, why not a martial arts test, but a literary test instead?"

After hearing this, Meng Ao suddenly burst out laughing, the laughter was extremely hearty, and said: "Don't you know, the prince, being a king is not about going to battle to kill the enemy, it is not about being stronger than anyone else, only brute force can still kill, and you can command the whole army?" ?”

Meng Ao spoke bluntly and didn't care about Cheng Jiao's face. Cheng Jiao's face was flushed immediately, a little ashamed, and he argued: "Although this is the case, the martial arts test is still required. After all, as a king, you must Don’t you have the physical strength to work day and night?”

Meng Ao nodded and said: "That's the case, but right now we're going to test the classics of the art of war. If the prince takes the test, please enter the list. If you abandon the field, you can invite it now."

Cheng Jiao blushed again, and could only retreat resentfully.

There was not much noise in the martial arts arena, and the situation didn't look like a martial arts competition at all. In fact, Liu Che also agreed with Gan Luo's statement. If Meng Ao really asked the two to compete in martial arts, wouldn't he lose face as a general? .

Moreover, there must be a crown prince among the two, who will be the king of Qin in the future. It is difficult to explain whoever is injured, and there is always a winner in a martial arts contest. Not easy to untie.

After listening to the movement for a long time, Liu Che was relieved a little. Just then, he suddenly heard a sound behind his back. A maid came over and patted him on the shoulder. Liu Che was prepared, so he was not frightened. It was natural. Look back.

Seeing Liu Che's composure, the maid suddenly felt that it was not fun, and said, "Are you Lao Ai?"

Liu Che hesitated for a moment, then said, "Exactly."

The maid looked him up and down, then blushed a little, covered her mouth and smiled and said: "The queen invites you to go over."

Liu Che felt disgusted, and just about to refuse, he heard the maid continue: "Don't refuse in a hurry... You, a little guard, whether you are the prime minister's servant or the prince's servant, you can still hold your hand. Do you want to go to the thigh? The queen said, I will kill you! The queen said, if you don't go, it will be the second time you don't give her face, so be careful in the future!"

Liu Che was silent for a while, and said: "Even if the queen is unhappy, the villain can't be too big."

The maid was swayed by his words, nodded at him, and said: "You wait."

After saying that, he turned his head and left. Liu Che chuckled lightly and didn't take it seriously. It would be a disaster if he really got involved with Zhao Ji.

It's just that Liu Che just cleaned up for a while, and the maid came back, and behind her was a gorgeously dressed lady, who was undoubtedly Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji raised her chin slightly, her attitude was very haughty, Shi Shiran walked over, glanced at Liu Che, then looked away, looking at the martial arts field in the distance, as if she was very focused.

Zhao Ji said: "I heard that your score is very big. Is it because someone backs you up? Is it the prime minister or Zheng'er?"

Liu Che took a step back deliberately, keeping a distance from Zhao Ji, and said respectfully, "How dare a villain be so big in front of the queen."

Zhao Ji covered her mouth and laughed, her eyes started to glance at him again, after looking for a while, she put her eyes on his lower body, with a faint red color on her face, and said: "You...you really think I can't do anything The law controls you? Lai Ai, you are very capable, aren't you? Don't force me to give you... corruption."

After Zhao Ji finished speaking, she covered her mouth and giggled again, causing a chill to creep up Liu Che's back.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhao Ji thought he was afraid, so she softened her voice, moved closer to him, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Prime Minister...the prime minister has already agreed, you just need to serve...with all your heart I'm fine."

She said, with a twisted look on her face.

Liu Che frowned, and before he could speak, there was a commotion in the direction of the martial arts training ground. A young man in a black robe strode out. There was blood on his arms and shoulders, and the blood soaked the black body. The young man's face was also a little pale, but his mouth was tightly pursed, his brows were slightly frowned, and he strode forward in a serious and dignified manner without losing his bearing, as if he didn't take this little injury seriously at all. .

The young man who came out first was naturally Ying Zheng.

Chasing after the minister, the minister asked Wang Zizheng to stop, saying that the imperial doctor would be here soon, but Ying Zheng waved his hand, as if he didn't care much.

When Liu Che saw Ying Zheng coming out, he looked good but was covered in blood, and immediately raised his heart. When Zhao Ji saw Ying Zheng, she immediately took a step back and stayed away from Liu Che, but she was a little unwilling on the surface, and good things were just like this. broken.

Zhao Ji immediately put on an anxious expression, went up to hold Ying Zheng, and said, "My son, why are you injured?"

It turns out that according to Meng Ao's intention, the martial arts examination is just a test of the classics of the art of war. Just take the exam.

Although Ying Zheng was not weak, he was not as tall as Cheng Jiao, and his hands were not as strong. He couldn't stand Cheng Jiao and slashed fiercely. If Meng Ao hadn't stopped him, Ying Zheng's arm would have been useless.

Ying Zheng's arm was clutched by Zhao Ji, and the pain of tearing hit him, and he shook off Zhao Ji's hand with a "snap". The repeated incidents made Ying Zheng feel cold towards Zhao Ji. In addition, coupled with the fact that the martial arts test did not go well, his face became very cold.

Ying Zheng said dryly: "My son is dirty, don't dirty the mother's clothes."

That's all, without stopping a step, boarded the car next to him, and let the riding slave go to the hall where he stayed.

Everyone in front of the hall was looking forward to Ying Zheng's early return. When the boy saw Ying Zheng's black car coming, he immediately said, "My lord is back! You are back!"

The little boy went up to meet him, and when he got there, he saw that Ying Zheng's body was covered in blood. He panicked and said, "Master...what's the matter with you, Mr.!"

Li Siganluo also followed, Li Si hurriedly said: "Help the young master in quickly, stop the bleeding quickly."

Everyone was at a loss, and accidentally touched Ying Zheng's wound. Ying Zheng took a breath and frowned in pain. Liu Che couldn't stand it anymore, and immediately pushed everyone away, and hugged Ying Zheng Everyone was taken aback, and saw that Liu Che had strode into the palace with Ying Zheng in his arms.

The imperial doctor quickly chased after him, showed Ying Zheng the wound, applied medicine, and carefully bandaged it up.

Li Sidao: "How about the selection?"

The little boy gave Li Si a sideways look, and said, "I'm still in the selection, the young master has been injured like this."

But Ying Zheng waved his hand to signal that it was okay, and told everyone about Cheng Jiao's request for an additional test, and said, "What Mr. Gang Cheng means is that I must be better in the literary test. But I am inferior in martial arts.”

Gan Luo frowned and said, "The result will still need to be determined by the King of Qin."

The little boy said, "Isn't this the same as not being selected?"

After hearing this, Li Si raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said, "The outcome has already been decided, so there is no need to think about it."

The little boy said, "Sir, what do you mean?"

But Ying Zheng also smiled slightly, although his face was pale, but there was a look of complacency on his face.

Liu Che looked at Ying Zheng's smile, and suddenly a golden light flashed in his mind, and he understood everything immediately. Seeing the brilliance in Ying Zheng's eyes, a wave of anger rose in his heart.

Li Si smiled and said to Xiao Tong and Gan Luo: "I don't know, but the son was injured, maybe it was intentional? Everyone has forgotten? Earlier, the king of Qin summoned the son and the prince Chengjiao, and said that no matter who wins or loses, it will be the same. Don't kill each other... But recently, in the martial arts arena, Prince Chengjiao killed the young master, everyone knows his ruthlessness, and the King of Qin must also hear about it.

Gan Luo also laughed and said, "That's how it is!"

It's just that just after he finished speaking, Liu Che suddenly slapped the wooden table. Everyone else was startled by him. Liu Che's face was a little heavy. Everyone didn't know why he was so calm when everyone was happy right now. Bad face.

Liu Che did not avoid Yingzheng's expressionless gaze, but looked directly at Liu Che, and said, "Young master, why do you need to do this extravagantly? You don't hesitate to make fun of your own life in order to secure victory. You should cherish yourself, so that you can sit in the country for a long time."

Hearing Liu Che's tone, Xiao Tong said, "Bold, who are you talking to!"

Ying Zheng was taken aback for a moment, listening to his words and looking into his eyes, he thought for a moment that he saw Liu Che...

When Ying Zheng was in a daze, a servant hurried in and said, "Prince, Your Majesty has summoned you."

All eyes were on Ying Zheng at once, thinking, success or failure, at this very moment.

Yingzheng stood up immediately, straightened his clothes, deliberately did not change the bloody clothes, and followed the waiter out of the hall. The waiter asked Yingzheng to get into the car. Yingzheng's arms and shoulders were injured, and he could not reach out to help him. , It was a bit difficult to get into the car, Liu Che's expression was still very bad, he stood silently by the side, and stretched out his hand to support Ying Zheng's waist.

Ying Zheng got into the car, looked back at Liu Che, and let the slave driver drive. Liu Che stood still, and soon the car slipped away, and the farther and farther he went, he disappeared.

Gan Luo looked at Liu Che's back, stepped forward and patted Liu Che on the back, and said with a smile, "Brother Lai Ai, don't be angry, the young master is also eager to win, and the young master can appreciate your kindness."

Liu Che sighed. In fact, with his current status, how could he be angry with his master, but he just couldn't control it. Liu Che couldn't help thinking of the mutiny in Ganquan Palace back then.

Ying Zheng is also fighting recklessly at any cost, and the opponent he is facing now is not himself, and he will never be soft at the critical moment. If General Meng Ao hadn't shot to stop him, Ying Zheng might be able to escape, or he might be crippled.

Sitting on the black car, Ying Zheng felt palpitations, not because he was frightened by the martial arts competition just now, but because Liu Che's demeanor was too similar.

Similar to Ying Zheng losing his mind in front of everyone, Ying Zheng thought this way, his thoughts suddenly drifted to that night, that night too, he clearly felt that he was in a dream, being touched by Liu Che, but when he opened his eyes, he was frightened Drenched in cold sweat, the whole body was icy cold.

"Prince, here we are."

Ying Zheng's train of thought was interrupted. The waiter asked Ying Zheng to get out of the car. Ying Zheng endured the severe pain in his shoulders and arms, and stepped out of the car while leaning on the railing.

Cheng Jiao's driver happened to arrive too, Cheng Jiao gave him a cold look, and strode into the hall.

Ying Zheng restrained his thoughts, straightened his clothes, and walked into the hall.

King Qin sat on the couch, his face pale and bloodless as usual, wrapped in a thick quilt, he seemed very cold.

Lu Buwei, Cai Ze and Meng Ao are both present, so they must have finished reporting on the selection of the crown prince.

Cheng Jiao walked in first, bowed down and saluted respectfully, Ying Zheng also walked over, and when he bowed and saluted, he deliberately covered his shoulders, as if in pain.

When the King of Qin saw him, he coughed at first, and his cough was exhausted. Lu Buwei hurried forward to support the other man, King Qin struggled and raised his hand, signaling that Ying Zheng should not salute.

Seeing this appearance, Cheng Jiao suddenly felt something was wrong, and his heart beat like a drum.

King Qin's cough gradually subsided, and Lu Buwei hurriedly gave him some comfort, so King Qin waved his hand weakly, and said slowly: "Cheng Jiao, kneel down."

Cheng Jiao was startled, broke out in a cold sweat, and knelt down on his knees with a "plop".

The King of Qin shouted: "Cheng Jiao, you almost made a big mistake! The widow... the widow told you not to kill each other, but you actually... unexpectedly..."

When he said this, his breath was a little short, and after panting for a long time, he continued: "You actually hurt your brother!"

Cheng Jiao repeatedly kowtowed to admit his mistake, and said: "The child didn't do it on purpose, it was just a mistake, and I'm already blaming myself... Please punish me, Father! Punish me severely!"

Qin Yiren wanted to reprimand him, but the servant came in suddenly, with an anxious face, whispered a few words to Lu Buwei, and then backed out.

King Qin said: "Prime Minister...what is it?"

Lu Buwei hesitated for a while, but still told the truth, saying: "My king... Jinyang has rebelled."

Qin Yiren didn't catch his breath, and almost fainted. The imperial doctor hurried over to check. Qin Yiren was lying on the bed, with a chuckle in his throat, and said: "They are looking at the widow! They can't do it...Prime Minister!"

Lu Buwei immediately stepped forward and said, "The minister is here."

Qin Yiren spoke intermittently, and said: "General Meng Ao led the troops to fight against the rebels...The prime minister is preparing, tomorrow in the hall, the widow...the widow will announce the candidate for the crown prince."

As soon as his words fell, Ying Zheng and Cheng Jiao raised their heads at the same time, Qin Yiren stopped talking and let everyone back out.

Cheng Jiao came out of the main hall, turning around anxiously, seeing King Qin's appearance, he had just reprimanded himself, and he would definitely not pass the throne to him, if it passed to Ying Zheng, he would hurt him again, and he felt in his heart for a while. Without paying attention, he turned around violently.

Seeing Cheng Jiao like this, Sheren said softly, "My lord, don't panic, Jinyang is plotting a rebellion right now, and the general is leading the army. This is a great opportunity. The king will announce the candidate for the crown prince tomorrow, why not tonight..."

He said, revealing a