A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

The yellow, orange, and orange apricots lay in Shu Ange's white and tender palm, and when Ying Zheng just settled down on the bed, the fragrant fruity scent rushed to his nostrils.

Shu Ange likes to eat fruit, he knows that, so he often orders the palace servants to send her fresh fruits and melons.

He himself doesn't really like melons and fruits, especially apricots that are so sour.

"Eat."

Shu Ange's cheeks were slightly pouting, as rosy as a peach, leaning forward and handing some more slender hands forward.

Her long eyelashes were pitch black like a small brush, Ying Zheng couldn't say anything when he refused, so he had to stretch out his hand.

Before he stretched out his hand completely, Shu Ange shoved the apricot into his palm, and the soft little hand touched him, causing a burst of fire.

Ying Zheng held Xingzi, Shu Ange looked at him eagerly, he couldn't bear to disappoint her, and slowly brought Xingzi to his lips.

"These apricots are delicious, you really should eat more."

As Shu Ange spoke, Ying Zheng took a bite, and the sweet and sour juice filled his mouth. He frowned, looking at the apricot he took a bite, as if he saw an unsolvable problem.

The look of him eating apricots fell into Shu Ange's eyes, which was indescribably cute.

Shu Ange changed his clothes and makeup gently and skillfully, walked over to Ying Zheng's side, leaned down, took Ying Zheng's hand, and took a bite of the apricot.

There are two rows of tooth marks on the yellow-orange apricots, one is hers and the other is Ying Zheng's.

Her sudden sip made Ying Zheng's ears heat up, holding half an apricot in her hand, neither eating nor putting it away.

"Your Majesty, now, there's only half left, so you can finish it."

The big Qin Gong, except Shu Ange, no one dared to be so presumptuous in front of Ying Zheng and share an apricot with him.

Her presumptuous behavior didn't bother her at all, and Ying Zheng wasn't afraid of sour apricots, so he ate the remaining half apricot in three or two bites.

I don't know if it was because of her hand, but the sweet and sour apricots were wrapped in a faint scent of grass and trees.

Ying Zheng never understood why Shu Ange was originally a deer with the scent of grass and trees on his body.

After eating the apricots, it was time to get down to business. Shu Ange sat for a long time, lazily on his body, and simply stood up and started talking.

"Your Majesty, Qin and Zhao have always exchanged protons. Now that the old Zhao has died and the new Zhao has ascended the throne, it is better to replace the proton with Zhao Qian, the son of Zhao Yan."

The proton who was in Qin before is the younger brother of the current King of Zhao, the son of the old King of Zhao. Compared with brothers, protons are naturally more suitable for sons.

However, Ying Zheng glanced at Shu Ange: "Where did you know about Zhao Qian."

It is not uncommon for countries to send spies to each other, and Ying Zheng is no stranger to the name of Gong Ziqian.

Zhao Qian's biological mother was a widowed daughter in Handan. When Zhao Yan wanted to marry her, the general of Zhao State once used this woman to have an unhealthy background. If she married Zhao Yan, she would sully the blood of the clan and be harmful to the country and society.

Zhao Yan was hooked by the beauty and lost his soul. How could he be willing to listen to Li Mu's words and insist on accepting the advocacy Ji as his concubine.

In the past when the previous king was there, Zhao Yan, as the crown prince, was a little more dreadful about his actions.

Now that he has become the monarch of a country, not long after he ascended the throne, he threw the queen and crown prince Zhao Jia aside, and devoted himself to advocating Ji and Zhao Qian.

If the news from the spies is correct, Zhang Ji and Zhao Qian are now planning to frame up Prince Jia and abolish his position as prince, and let the king of Zhao make Zhao Qian the prince.

Abolishing the virtuous prince and replacing the prince who advocated the emperor's son, this is a virtuous thing.

Qin and Zhao had always had old grudges, and they were happy to see it come to fruition, so Ying Zheng paid more attention.

Hearing the word Zhao Qian from Shu Ange's mouth, Ying Zheng pondered, then raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why should Zhao Qian be taken as a hostage in Qin, you—know him?"

When asked about the second half of the sentence, Ying Zheng bent his finger and tapped unconsciously on the desk.

"What are you thinking?"

Shu Ange approached Ying Zheng, leaned down, and stared at him with big watery eyes without blinking.

She was very close to him, and the satin-like blue silk, with two strands scattered, brushed across his cheek and landed on his shoulder.

Ying Zheng's heart beat fast for half a beat, his eyes wandered a little, and he tried his best to turn his attention to other places.

He is not a fool, since he first met him, Shu Ange has been provoking him intentionally or unintentionally, and he can naturally feel it.

Ying Zheng never took the words that shemales have different paths to heart.

He never gave a clear response because he didn't know how to respond.

A long time ago, Ying Zheng was determined to unify the six kingdoms and become the first emperor of all time. The color is like a bone scraping knife, not to mention a peerless monster like Shu Ange.

He was afraid that he would indulge in women's lust, forget his revenge in the past, achieve nothing, be ashamed of the ancestors of the Qin state, and make the princes of the six kingdoms ridiculed.

Therefore, Ying Zheng has always been very restrained in words and deeds, and in the face of Shu Ange's provocation, he is like a man of earth, stone and wood.

When she said "what are you thinking", she hit Ying Zheng's weakness all of a sudden, he turned his eyes, opened the letter on the case, and said lightly, "Just a casual question."

"To be honest, I had a bit of a rift with Zhao Qian when I was in the country of Zhao. Now that I have a rare opportunity, I naturally want him to be unlucky."

Shu Ange didn't bother to speak in front of Ying Zheng, and vaguely mentioned the old grudge between Ming Lan and Zhao Qian.

For some reason, when Ying Zheng heard her words, his heart was relieved, and the anxiety that had been lingering in his heart before dissipated in an instant.

He mistakenly thought that Shu Ange and Zhao Qian were old acquaintances, so he specially let him go to Qin as a proton. Now that he heard that it was not an old acquaintance but an old grudge, his heart immediately relaxed.

When it comes to old grudges, his eyes turned a little colder. He had no old grudges with Zhao Guo.

His grievances were not directed against one person, but against the entire Zhao Kingdom and the royal family. In those years, he and his mother were trembling in Handan, and every day was like stepping on the tip of a knife.

On the day he returned to Qin, Ying Zheng swore in his heart that one day he would step on Handan and capture all the clans of Zhao.

"Your Majesty?"

Seeing Ying Zheng absent-mindedly looking at the bamboo slips in his hands, Shu Ange's eyes were ruthless, remembering what happened to him in Zhao State, and he let out a worried cry.

It was her negligence that she forgot. When it comes to hatred, the rift between Ying Zheng and Zhao is even more inseparable.

Since they met, Ying Zheng had never mentioned her experience in Handan in front of her, and Shu Ange had devoted herself to other places, which was why she did such an inauthentic thing.

Ying Zheng restrained the ruthless look in his eyes and looked at Shu Ange calmly: "It will take a year and a half to change the proton, and this is not the best time."

Ying Zheng was obviously much younger than himself, but when talking to him, Shu Ange always felt that he was too mature.

"Oh, it's still about the bigger picture, I'm just talking."

Shu Ange tapped his cheeks, stuck out the tip of his tongue, and sat carelessly across from Ying Zheng.

Just as she was racking her brains, how to make Ying Zheng forget about Zhao Guo, and when she was happy again, Ying Zheng spoke again.

(The storm is crying, why are you repeating it, Lan Qiaojun didn’t repeat it like this)