After being read by the First Emperor, I became the favorite of the Qin Dynasty

Ying Zheng took Yun Jiao to the camp and gave her the medicine himself, without saying a word during the whole process.

Seeing him like this, Yun Jiao raised her eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

It wasn't until the last piece of ointment was applied to Yun Jiao's neck that Ying Zheng was shocked to realize that he had broken out in a cold sweat.

He put down the medicine jar, hugged Yun Jiao gently, and said muffledly in her arms: "Sister... you scared me to death."

God knows, when he saw Yun Jiao surrounded by so many people and covered in blood, his heart almost burst out of his chest.

Yun Jiao felt warm in her heart and gently stroked his hair: "Okay, okay, it's just a skin injury."

[My martial arts are very powerful, but I was taught by A Zheng himself. 】

[Speaking of which, who was the one who plotted to poison Lord An Guo that day? 】

[Did you assassinate me this time because I heard their conversation that day? 】

[Azheng was still there that day, would they mess with Azheng? 】

Thinking of this, Yun Jiao suddenly lowered her head and looked at the child in her arms: "Azheng, you have to pay more attention these days whether you are going out or doing other things. By the way, you should also pay extra attention to your diet, especially your diet! "

Ying Zheng nodded and reached out to gently touch the wound on Yun Jiao's neck. Due to years of martial arts practice, his fingertips had become thinly calloused.

As the fingertips slid over, Ying Zheng's eyes slowly welled up with a hint of distress.

It must have been very painful when my sister faced so many swords, guns, swords and halberds.

"Sister, don't worry, nothing will happen to Zheng." After gathering his thoughts, Ying Zheng spoke softly, "Sister, have a good rest."

"it is good."

When Ying Zheng walked out of the tent, Wang Jian was already waiting.

"I sent people to surround the entire mountainous area and captured two assassins who had not escaped. After torture, the assassins have confessed that they were ordered by Lord Yangquan to assassinate Yun Zhanshi." When Wang Jian saw Ying Zheng coming out, he immediately bowed. There was no slightest sign of neglect of etiquette just because he was a child.

"Where is Lord Yangquan?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Mr. Yangquan has been ill at home recently and is still recuperating in his mansion."

"Excuse me, General Wang, to prepare for the assassination. When I return to the capital tomorrow, I will personally visit you."

Wang Jian bowed and left.

When there was no one here, Ying Zheng clenched his fists slightly, exhaled a deep breath, and then left.

Because of the assassins, everyone had no intention of hunting. They all returned to Xianyang the next day. Ying Zheng and Wang Jian went to visit Yangquan Jun who was ill at home.

Lord Yangquan heard about Ying Zheng's arrival early in the morning and led his people out to greet him. He coughed from time to time and said, "I am ill and have not been polite enough. I hope you and the general will forgive me."

Ying Zheng raised his hand, Wang Jian understood, looked at everyone, and said with a calm expression: "Everyone, step back."

Everyone left here one after another, and only three people were left here.

Yang Quanjun brought warm drinks to the two of them and glanced at them secretly.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but when Ying Zheng has a straight face, he’s quite scary.

Ying Zheng glanced at the rice wine in the wine bottle and remembered that Yun Jiao once said that children should not drink alcohol, so he did not move. Instead, he played with the wine bottle and looked up at Mr. Yangquan. His red phoenix eyes slightly curved: "Mr. Yangquan was sick? A few days ago, Mr. Yangquan was ill. You're still very lively, I heard you can still eat three kilograms of meat in one meal, why are you so sick today?"

Although the child smiled, the smile did not reach his eyes, which made Mr. Yangquan feel frightened.Isn't it...all the Ying family dolls are so scary?

Suppressing the palpitations in his heart, Mr. Yangquan laughed: "It has been rainy in Qin recently, and one of us accidentally caught a cold."

"Mr. Yangquan always talks when he talks. Why... there's putty on his face." Wang Jian raised his head and glanced at Mr. Yangquan. He smiled when he saw him smiling. Powder fell from his face and he almost choked his throat with a sip of wine.

Yang Quanjun: "..."

Toes, let’s get to work.

Ying Zheng laughed softly, put down the wine bottle, and said casually: "Yesterday, my sister was assassinated. General Wang surrounded the forest and captured two assassins. After interrogation, he said some interesting things , Mr. Yangquan, would you like to hear it?"

After hearing Ying Zheng's words, Yang Quanjun, who was still embarrassed for pretending to be ill, suddenly shrank his pupils.

He subconsciously raised his head and glanced at Ying Zheng. The young master gently squeezed the bronze wine bottle in his hand and suddenly changed its shape.

Yang Quanjun: "?!!"

"Mr. Yangquan, did you know that the assassination of my sister was an attempt to assassinate the princes and nobles of the Qin Dynasty." Ying Zheng put down the badly deformed bronze wine bottle and spoke softly.

Yang Quanjun: "!!!"

Threat!

He's threatening!

Before a certain person's mind could recover, his body had already reacted first.

He stood up in a hurry, knelt down in front of Ying Zheng with a plop, kowtowed first, and then said in mourning: "Your Highness, I am unjust! I was forced to do all this!"

"Forced?" Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows, "Who dares to instruct Mrs. Wang's brother? Let's talk about it."

Yangquan Jun took a deep breath and said with a decisive look on his face: "Yes... it's Young Master Xi!"

Fellow Taoist who is poor and has no way to die, I can’t stand you anymore!
Ying Zheng and Wang Jian stopped together.

Sir?
"Why did Master Xi want to assassinate my sister?" Ying Zheng suddenly stood up and walked to Lord Yangquan. At some point, he pulled out the dagger from his waist and pressed it against Lord Yangquan's neck.

"The iron law of the Qin Dynasty still exists, the young master must not be rash!" Wang Jian's eyelids jumped when he saw this, and he spoke quickly.

"Young Master Xi conspired to poison the king, forged a posthumous edict, and made himself the King of Qin! He sent me to put chronic poison in the king's meals, causing him to die suddenly and unknowingly! When I reported the progress of this matter to Young Master Xi more than half a month ago, Young Master Xi Said Yun Zhanshi heard our conversation and asked me to send someone to assassinate her!"

Yang Quanjun was so frightened that he couldn't care about anything else at the moment, so he immediately blurted out everything he knew.

Not to mention Ying Zheng, Wang Jian breathed out when he heard these words, and then his eyes turned cold: "How brave! What you are doing is tantamount to conspiracy! There are several heads that are worthy of beheading! "

"Your Highness, have mercy on me, Your Highness, have mercy on me! I helped Young Master Xi with his affairs, and I was also tempted by him. He promised that if he became the King of Qin, he would make me the Prime Minister... I felt hot for a moment, so I agreed. I am so obsessed with this, Your Highness, have mercy on me, Your Highness, spare your life!”

Seeing that the dagger in Ying Zheng's hand was still pressed against his neck, and there were even faint blood marks on his neck, Yang Quanjun was so frightened that he almost lost control on the spot, and began to beg for mercy with tears streaming down his face.

Ying Zheng lowered his eyes and glanced at the ugly Yangquan Jun: "Want to atone for your sins?"

"If your highness can spare my life, I am willing to do your best for your highness!" Mr. Yangquan said quickly.

After all, poisoning the king of a country is a big mouth for the Yi people. Now that he has the opportunity to live, Lord Yangquan naturally refuses to miss it.

(End of this chapter)