Da Qin: the Identity of My Eldest Son Has Been Discovered

"As expected of Brother Zheng, this momentum is not something ordinary people can bear!"

Qin Xuan blinked, looking curious.

Unexpectedly, I can actually see the anger of Emperor Qiangu!

but

There was a sudden jolt in his heart, and cold sweat oozes out of his forehead.

The King of Qin was angry, as if he had said something wrong.

This one in front of him is known as the first tyrant of the ages!

Although according to Qin Xuan's guess, the history books were all written by the victors, but there was a deliberate smearing of Liu Bang's obedience to God's will.

But as a ruthless man who destroyed the six kingdoms, how can his temper be so good?

If you anger Zheng Ge, you may be pulled out and stabbed at any time!

He hurriedly bowed to explain: "Caomin has no father or mother since he was a child, and he has been wandering since childhood and does not know how to behave. If he says something wrong, please forgive me!"

No father and no mother...

Displaced since childhood...

The words cut like a knife in Ying Zheng's heart.

Especially when he was a hostage in Zhao State and was bullied, he could understand the hardships even more.

In my heart, there was a resonance.

The eldest son of the dignified king, who has been displaced since childhood, made the eyes of this ancient emperor couldn't help but get wet.

"Silly child, you are the son of a widow! In the whole of Daqin, apart from widowers, no one is more noble than you!"

Ying Zheng stepped forward and put a strong hand on Qin Xuan's shoulder.

Pick it up yourself.

He said gently, "Don't say anything like that again."

In the voice, there is kindness.

Loving eyes scrutinized Junyi's face carefully, the more he looked between his brows, the more he looked like someone he missed day and night.

And the clear outline of the water chestnut is very similar to the young self!

The more you look, the more you love it.

"Thank you king!"

Qin Xuan hurriedly climbed down the pole and stood up.

Xia Wuqing and several medical doctors widened their eyes in surprise, their faces full of disbelief.

King Qin is majestic, when has he ever been so kind to people?

Even if this son is a descendant of the genius doctor Bian Que, it is impossible for him to get such love, right?

In the past, the King of Qin also visited behind the diagnosis and treatment of the sons.

It was a stern, stern look.

Like the tone of voice just now, I am afraid that even those young masters have never been treated so kindly!

Suddenly, a group of people were dumbfounded!

Qin Xuan looked at the majestic face.

I secretly muttered in my heart: "Brother Zheng is not as violent as it is said in the legend, he is quite approachable!"

Zhao Gao lowered his head, his eyelids twitching wildly.

As the person who knew King Qin best, he knew that the words contained deep debts and self-blame.

The 'eldest son of the king' is afraid that he will soar into the sky in the future!

Even if he does not inherit the throne, with the king's indebtedness and self-blame, his future will be boundless!

And this son's biological mother, but since childhood, he and the king have gone through hardships together in Handan. They have supported each other for many years, and they have real feelings!

Compared with the sons of several other ladies, he has an advantage!

Zhao Gao's heart was hot, and he secretly decided to hug the eldest son's thigh no matter what!

That fleeting look of disgust may be due to my lack of understanding of myself...

Qin Xuan stood up straight with a smile on his face.

Feeling the hot gaze of the eunuch behind him, the inexplicable chrysanthemum tightened!

In the bottom of my heart, a chill rose.

No matter what Zhao Gao does in the future, just with this fiery look in his eyes, even a traveler will have chills down his spine!

Ying Zheng retracted his arm and asked gently, "Ying... Qin Xuan, is there anything you want, the widow will reward you!"

Qin Xuan was stunned for a while, and subconsciously glanced at the sleeping princess.