Qin Yiren did not ask Ying Zheng about Queen Huayang.

He didn't ask what the queen had talked with him alone, whether he had formed an alliance, or even Ying Zheng's own personal wishes.

Because it doesn't matter at all.

What is important is the existence of Ying Zheng.

He exists in Qin State and above the "identity" of the son of the prince Yiren. His identity represents the "relationship" in which he naturally possesses all of this.

And this kind of "relationship" is what Queen Huayang needs to use.

This has nothing to do with Ying Zheng's own will.

Although Queen Huayang and Qin Yiren were not familiar with the theory of "production relations" and could not clearly perceive such truth, the wisdom of politicians like them was enough to make them vaguely understand that the development of things had long exceeded the control of Ying Zheng, a "nine-year-old child".

Even Ying Zheng was a fool who knew nothing and entered the palace of Queen Huayang in a confused manner. As long as he met Queen Huayang, this matter would have been a bad thing for Qin Yiren.

A loophole appeared in careful planning.

Although the "loophole" himself is unconscious, it appears, it appears.

No one can change the established facts.

What Yi Ren thinks now is to try his best to remedy it.

But what can I do to remedy...?

The most fundamental way to remedy is of course to erase this "loophole".

Ying Zheng accidentally fell into the water and died, or fell into a pit and drowned when he drowned, or fell off a horse while hunting.

As long as he is not in Qin at this time, or he is not in the position of "the eldest son of the crown prince Yiren".

Yiren looked at Ying Zheng, his eyes were filled with the kindness and emotion of his father, and his heart was boundless anger and resentment.

Lu Buwei stroked his beard lightly and looked at Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng hugged Yi Ren with an attached look on his face.

A good family of fathers and sons are filial.

"Who are you?" A tender voice came over.

Cheng Qi, who was playing with the wooden sword, looked at the boy holding his father's thigh in surprise: "Are you here to play with me?"

Ying Zheng glanced at Cheng Qiong.

The eyes were cold.

Cheng Chuang asked who he was?

Ying Zheng had an enlightenment in his heart.

He probably didn't know that his father had another son besides himself.

Otherwise, he would not ask who he was, but should ask: "Are you the concubine son of my father?"

Ying Zheng listened to the childish voice and thought he would be angry.

Because this is the loss of fatherly love and the father's concealment of his own existence is an absolute betrayal.

But Ying Zheng clearly felt his emotions.

I was not angry!

This means.

Ying Zheng's eyes were cold, and his heart was even colder than in his eyes.

He knew that he really had no fantasies about his "father" Qin Yiren.

Maybe there was a situation when Zhao State was helplessly worried.

But now there is nothing left.

Ying Zheng knew that he didn't need to rely on his "father".

On the contrary, my father will be his biggest enemy!

‘I already have the ability to survive and gain strength alone!’ Ying Zheng thought, and looked back.

His eyes passed over Meng Yan and fell on Ju Zizhou, who was not very tall or handsome.

They are "school brothers" relationships.

It is a "comrade" relationship.

Have the same ambition and master the most exquisite theoretical knowledge in the world.

And have enough ways to gain the power to realize "ambition".

"We don't rely on you!" Ying Zheng said to himself in his heart.

Although the relationship between "school brothers" may not be very reliable, with the existence of that "spirit", Ying Zheng knew that behind him there was a powerful person who would never betray him before "spirit" was realized.

"Cheng Chuang, this is your brother Zheng." Yiren saw that Ying Zheng had nothing to say, so he introduced him to Cheng Chuang.

Cheng Qiu dragged the wooden sword and jumped off the brocade bed.

He looked at Ying Zheng with a ignorant look: "Brother?"

"It's the other son of Ah Father, your closest arm helper in the future!" Yi Ren said with a smile.

Lu Buwei glanced at Ying Zheng.

When Ying Zheng heard "your closest arm help from now on", he had no reaction.

Lu Buwei smiled.

No reaction is the biggest reaction.

Either Ying Zheng was stupid and could not understand the profound meaning of this sentence.

Or, Ying Zheng is smart and knows how to hide his true emotions.

Hiding emotions is itself a kind of leak of thoughts!

Lu Buwei sighed.

"A Zheng!" Zhao Ji smiled happily when she saw her son.

"The old woman didn't do anything to you, right?" She was small-minded, but she really had no scruples to her son.

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Although she is not a very competent mother, she still cares about her son very much.

Especially in an unfamiliar environment where you lose your past privileges.

All she can rely on now is her husband and son.

Yi Ren glanced at Zhao Ji.

He frowned.

Looking at this innocent and romantic woman, just like the past, Yi Ren can no longer find the feeling of the past.

He just thinks this woman is stupid and noisy now.

"Zheng'er, Cheng Chuang, you brothers are close to each other. My father and Uncle Lu have political affairs, so let's go out first." Yi Ren said casually.

He was a little bored and didn't want to see Ying Zheng and Zhao Ji again.

Before leaving, Yi Ren told him what he thought of: "Zheng'er, don't bully your brother."

Ying Zheng nodded mutely.

"Ingenious..." Zhao Ji was a little reluctant.

She didn't feel any changes in her husband, at most, she had a little more beard!

"So you are my brother?" Cheng Qi blinked his big eyes and looked at Ying Zheng, poking him in the face: "Why are you smelly and your clothes are so worn?"

Ying Zheng glanced at Cheng Qiong, with no expression on his face.

He thought for a while and reached out to Meng Yan.

Meng Yan immediately stepped forward, took the iron sword from his waist and handed it to Ying Zheng.

"Swish" iron sword is unsheathed.

Ying Zheng waved his hand and cut off the wooden sword in Cheng Jiao's hand with one sword.

Cheng Qi was shocked.

He held the wooden sword tightly in his hand.

The iron sword cuts off the wooden sword not only because the iron sword is sharp, but also because the wooden sword is very well fixed.

——That is, Cheng Jiao held the sword very tightly.

Ying Zheng put the sword in the scabbard and said, "Don't be clever, it's meaningless!"

He threw the iron sword at Cheng Qi's feet: "If you have the ability, you can hold the true sword against me!"
To be continued...