Da Qin: The First Emperor wanted to train me to be the empress

Chapter 3
The First Emperor murmured the information in his mind, his eyes still observing the banquet hall calmly.

Where did this sound come from?
Could it be that the person who said this was not anyone present, but the gods and gods were talking to me?
Otherwise, why can only I hear it?

His scornful gaze swept over the entire audience, confirming that there was nothing strange about the others.

Except for me, no one heard this voice.

As far as I could see, no one spoke...

"By the way, the voice I heard just now seemed to be a woman's voice."

"The voice is sharp and crisp, without any impurities. It looks very childish, which shows that he is not very old."

Thinking of this, the First Emperor looked calmly at the women's area.

Unfortunately, they were far away and he couldn't see their appearance clearly, and he also didn't notice any rudeness on their part.

"His Majesty?"

Zhao Gao, who was accompanying him, found that the First Emperor was standing here without saying a word or giving any sign, and felt very uneasy.

He tried to shout quietly and respectfully.

Unfortunately, the voice came from the First Emperor's mind again, and he couldn't care less about Zhao Gao.

[Ah ah ah, Zu Long is looking here. I wonder if Zu Long’s eyesight is good at this time. Can he see me clearly? 】

"Ancestral Dragon? Is it also a title for me?!"

While Ying Zheng listened to the voice in his head, he wondered where the voice came from.

"Why do you call me Ancestral Dragon?"

Could it be...

[So cool, domineering, and handsome, ahhh, I love my housekeeping brother to death. My housekeeping brother is much more heroic and handsome than those public figures describe him to be. 】

Political brother?

Why did you change your name again?

This voice must not come from an immortal. How could there be such an unruly immortal in the world?
[If I can take a photo with Brother Zheng and take it back, I can brag about this for eight lifetimes.Mom, the atmosphere is so depressing, how can everyone hold it back? 】

Ying Xuman had no idea that the First Emperor had heard all his inner thoughts and was still going crazy.

[That’s not right. If I really took back the photo with Brother Zheng, no one would believe that I had really met the First Emperor in person. Instead, they would think that I was deceiving people with the fake one. 】【Forget it, if I have the opportunity to hold Zulong's big thigh tightly, the right way is to let my rice insect career last for a long time. 】

hug your thighs?
The First Emperor didn't understand what the group photo was, but he understood the following sentence.

His eyes were strange and he thought to himself: "Whose girl is this? How could she have such unrealistic ideas?"

Thinking of this, Zulong lowered his eyes slightly and looked at his thighs.

If I had such a girl hanging on my thigh...

What is the system?
Zu Long couldn't even imagine what it would be like to have a female doll hanging on his leg.

He shook his head secretly in amusement.

"His Majesty."

Zhao Gao felt a little worried when he saw that the First Emperor had been standing here for a long time.

His voice raised slightly unconsciously, and he reminded cautiously and cautiously: "It's time for the palace banquet."

"Ah."

The First Emperor's gaze did not stay in the women's area for too long.

Those who don't understand may even think that His Majesty is just observing the children of each family.

They all hope that their children can fall into His Majesty's eyes.

He withdrew his gaze, looked at the people around him, and said in a calm tone: "Zhao Gao, hereby announce the banquet."

"only."

Zhao Gao bowed respectfully, then flicked the whisk, and the palace servants and maids filed in carrying trays, and the courtiers also returned to their seats.

Then the dancing and music started, and the banquet started.

The First Emperor turned around, and with the help of Zhao Gao, he came down to the only empty table on the high platform.

After adjusting his mysterious robe, he knelt down and sat in that lonely position.

The first on the left and right sides are the eldest son Fusu, who is in his late 20s and nearly 30 years old, and the most favored young man, the [-]th son Hu Hai, who is [-] or [-] years old.

(End of this chapter)