Avenue Gold List, me!Supreme Valkyrie has been exposed

Ying Zheng walked towards the palace, but found a very strange scene.

I saw a pale man exactly like him lying on the bed.

"Is this me?"

Ying Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the figure on the bed, and then looking at Zhao Gao beside him, even more puzzled:

"Where is this? Wasn't Zhao Gao killed by the god of war? He was also split in half, and it is impossible for him to live!"

"Zhao Gao!"

Ying Zheng shouted.

However, Zhao Gao didn't seem to hear it, Ying Zheng stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pushed towards Zhao Gao, but was horrified to find that his hand had passed through Zhao Gao's body.

It was as if he and Zhao Gao were no longer in the same world.

One of them is phantom like.

He found that he could not influence the people here.

Ying Zheng didn't speak, just watched quietly.

at this time.

The first emperor on the bed was about to die. He made a will and asked the son to help Su to inherit the throne, and then died.

"His Majesty?"

Zhao Gao stretched out his hand to probe, and found that after the death of the First Emperor, his eyes suddenly became hideous.

He looked at the edict in his hand, and his voice was hideous: "Your Majesty, you let Fusu inherit the throne, how do you let your servants live?"

When Ying Zheng saw Zhao Gao's face change and his hideous words, a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

really.

Zhao Gao did not immediately announce the death of the First Emperor, but let Young Master Hu Hai and Li Si come in first.

"What? Your Majesty is dead!"

Li Si was surprised.

Hu Hai suddenly pretended to be sad.

But they are more concerned about the wills.

"Master Zhao, does Your Majesty have a will?"

Lis asked.

Zhao Gao handed the edict to Li Si: "Your Majesty asks Young Master Fu Su to inherit the throne."

"Now that His Majesty has passed away, we need to take back the Young Master as soon as possible and take charge of Da Qin."

Li Si looked at the edict and said.

Ying Zheng, who was standing beside him like a spectator, heard the words and nodded with relief: "Li Si really lived up to my high expectations!"

"Master Li, Master Li, Fusu Master's closeness to Confucianism is completely different from Master Li's philosophy. If Master Fusu inherits the throne, Master Li will still have the status he has today?"

Zhao Gao looked at Li Si and said meaningfully.

"Zhao Gao, what do you mean?"

Li Si looked stunned and asked.

Zhao Gaoyin laughed and said, "Master Li, if Young Master Su succeeds to the throne, you can imagine what will happen to Master Li at that time. It would be good to be able to retire completely."

"Master Li, why don't you join me in supporting Young Master Hu Hai to succeed him. At that time, Master Li will be the minister of the dragon, under one person and above ten thousand people."

Hearing this, Hu Hai's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly promised Li Si that Li Si would be under one person and over ten thousand people in the future, and his status would be unshakable.

"This pervert!"

Ying Zheng clenched his fists tightly, if he hadn't been able to intervene, he would have stepped forward to break Hu Hai's leg.

There is also Zhao Gao, a dog slave, who is so rebellious and daring.

Resisting the anger in his heart, Ying Zheng stared at Li Si. He wanted to see how the prime minister who had been with him for so many years would choose.

"Lord Zhao, Master Fusu has Meng Tian's support, and Meng Tian has 30 Qin elites in his hands."

Li Si did not agree, but was obviously moved.

Zhao Gao was already prepared, showing a chrysanthemum-like smile, saying:

"Now that His Majesty has passed away, only the three of us know. Let's change the edict, then escort His Majesty back to the DPRK, and then decree the death of Fusu and Meng Tian. Such a great event can be accomplished!"

Li Si thought about it, and the plan was indeed feasible.

With Fusu's character, he was determined not to go against His Majesty's will and rebel against Meng Tian.

As long as Fusu and Meng Tian died and Hu Hai succeeded to the throne, there would be no more pressure.

Thinking of this, Li Si also agreed.

"Rebel!"

"Dog slave! It really deserves a thousand cuts!"

Seeing this, Ying Zheng was so furious that he really wanted to rush up and hack these traitors to death.

However, I don't know if this is a dream or what.

He could only watch, not intervene.

The screen continues.

According to the plan, Zhao Gao, Li Si and Hu Hai escorted the first emperor's body back to Xianyang without anyone knowing.

Those who doubted were dealt with by Zhao Gao's snare killers.

Then Zhao Gao ordered Fusu and Meng Tian to die.

Hu Hai succeeded to the throne.

Although Hu Hai succeeded to the throne, the road was not right.

But he was Ying Zheng's son after all.

Ying Zheng also wanted to see if Hu Hai could be the emperor.

It's not that he can't think about it.

However, what Ying Zheng didn't expect was that Hu Hai was so foolish, that Zhao Gao covered the sky with one hand in the courtroom, calling a deer a horse.

"Trash! How did I give birth to such a perverted child!"

Ying Zheng cursed, but couldn't stop it.

The screen keeps rotating.

He saw Hu Hai slaughter his brothers and sisters.

I saw beacon flames all over the world.

I saw that Li Si was beheaded by Zhao Gao.

Seeing that Daqin was overthrown by Xiang Yu, Liu Bang and other princes, Xianyang was even burned to the flames by Xiang Yu.

"My Great Qin is dead!"

Ying Zheng lost his mind for a while.

……

Royal Palace.

On the dragon couch in the bedroom, Ying Zheng suddenly woke up.

"It turned out to be a dream!"

Ying Zheng was gasping for breath and had lingering fears in his heart.

He Daqin actually died in the second world.

Although it's just a dream.

But this dream deeply penetrated into his heart and mind.

It can't be wiped away, it can't be wiped away.

"Why didn't I see Wu'er in this dream?"

Ying Zheng was a little puzzled.

Immediately, a flash of light flashed through his mind.

He was able to find Zhao Wu because of the appearance of the Dao Golden List.

If the Great Dao Gold List hadn't appeared, he wouldn't have looked for Martial God, nor would he have found Xia Yufang and Zhao Wu.

Could it be that everything in the dream happened without the Golden List?

Although Ying Zheng didn't believe it, he carefully scrutinized what happened in his dream, but found no flaws.

If he really died suddenly, and Zhao Gao didn't die, then things might really evolve like in a dream.

He died of the Great Qin General II, and was defeated by that idiot Hu Hai and that dog slave of Zhao Gao.

Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes.

But he got the dog spell, immortal.

What happened in the dream can never happen again.

And Zhao Gao also died.

It was late at night, Ying Zheng suppressed the anger in his heart, and waited for the cloudy sky to talk.

And after Zhao Wu gave Ying Zheng a spoiler, he stopped worrying about it and fell asleep holding Yan Lingji's soft and graceful jade body.

……

[38.Chapter 38 Title Wuwang (Second update)]

The night passed quietly.

the next day.

"Son!"

Early in the morning, Zhao Wu was awakened by a knock on the door, raised his head from Yanling Ji's tender chest, and opened his sullen eyes.

"Come in."

Accompanied by Zhao Wu's voice, Yin Zhu came slowly from outside carrying hot water, and said softly, "My lord, you can't sleep in late today!"

"why?"

Zhao Wu asked lazily, then Xianyu turned over, resting his head in Yanling Ji's arms, and continued to fall asleep.

"Young Master, today is the day when you recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestry, not to mention that Your Majesty has to make the son a king, so you can't help but go?"

Yinzhu took the towel and walked to the bed, looked at Zhao Wu who was lying on the bed, and smiled, the young master is really willful.

"It's nothing if I don't go, and I don't care about Brother Zheng's reward."

Zhao Wu stretched out his hand to wrap around Yin Zhu's waist, and pulled hard.

"what……"

Yinzhu exclaimed, her plump body fell into Zhao Wu's arms, and said angrily, "My lord, don't make trouble, when you come back, you can do whatever you want!"

"Sister Lingji, don't you persuade the son!"

Yinzhu's beautiful eyes looked resentfully at Yan Lingji, who was watching the play.

If Zhao Wu is the emperor, she must be a witch who brings disaster to the country and the people.

Since then, the king will have her share in the morning.

"Whatever the master likes, what does it matter if you don't go to the morning?"

Yan Lingji's voice was quiet, melodious, and touching.