Chapter five hundred and twentieth eight hunters and prey
At the same time.
The old capital of the Qin Kingdom, Yongcheng.
Changxin Houyi got emergency information news from Xianyang City secretly, and carefully browsed and observed, and couldn't help but panic.
"Why can't I care about this mouth?!"
"What do you drink so much wine, this is troublesome, alas ...!"
He subconsciously patted his mouth, annoyed and regretted his face.
But it's too late to regret it at this time.
The development trend of things now has forced him to a cliff.
When that sentence was shouting, he and Qin Wang Zhao Zheng, between the two, could only live one.
The winner is born, the loser dies.
"no!"
"I can't sit still!" Changxin Houyi burned the important information in his hands, stood up, carrying his hands, walking inside the hall.
Think about the corresponding countermeasures in your mind.
"It seems that some of the rear hands arranged before Benhou can be opened smoothly."
"But it is not completely without any effect."
Think about it.
On the face of Changxin Houyu's face, a trace of ruthless color was revealed, and when the original murder was recovered, the fight was fierce.
There is no idea of lying down and death at all.
"Zhao Zheng, this is what you forced me!"
"This time, Benhou will make your crown and become your funeral. Let the day of next year be your taboo day."
I want to do it.
Changxin Houyi waved to call the palace girl in the hall, and she groped for a while on her body. She was a little unrealistic.
But dare not resist the sound.
"Go, tell Wei Wei exhaustion, inner history, Zuo Ge exhausted, middle doctor Ling Qi, ..., let them come over to see Benhou immediately."
"Benhou has an important thing to instruct them to do it."
"The slave is nominated!" The palace lady blushed her face, whispered, and then fled as if she left here and quickly went to the distance.
Inside the main hall.
Changxin Houyi put his right hand near his nose, closed his eyes, and sniffed deeply.
A hint of obsession on the face of the face of the face was sighing.
"The fragrance of the woman's body is still so fascinated by Benhou!"
"Unfortunately, if this time can not be removed by Qin Wang Zhao Zheng, then Benhou will have no future. What is the use of the woman's body?"
Sigh secretly.
When Changxin Houyi opened his eyes again, he had no nostalgia and obsession, and some just calculated the care of the future and boldly.
"With the full support of Zhao Ji, the mother of Zhao Zheng, the mother of Zhao Zheng, he couldn't fight Zhao Zheng's children!"
"As long as he removes him, and then with the help of Zhao Ji's support, Benhou and Zhao Ji's son is the king of the next Qin."
"And this is the true father of King Qin, no longer a fake father ..."
The greedy and strong ambitions, growing in the heart of Changxin Houyi, like weeds, gradually grow rapidly.
He was blew up, and he didn't understand the terrible of the ancestors.
I am still doing that delusional daydream.
Nympho
Nympho
After a few hours.
On the way from Qin Guoxin's Xianyang, rushing to the old capital of Qin Kingdom, Yongcheng.
Qin Wang Zhao Zheng, who was on the inside of Qin Wang's exclusive carriage, suddenly looked up slightly and looked at a member of a shadow -secret guard inside the carriage.
"Enlighten His Majesty!"
"The Wei Wei, the inner history, Zuo Ge exhausted, the Dr. Ling Qi, ..., a total of more than 20 people, received orders from Changxin Hou, together, they gathered together."
"You must not expose any traces, and continue to monitor secretly." Qin Wang Zheng said with a sinking voice, and then stopped watching the shadow guard who was half -kneeling not far away.
I still look forward to browsing a roll of bamboo slips held by my palms.
The member of the shadow secret guard bowed his head slightly and bent down, respectfully saluted the Qin Wang Zhao Zheng, and then quickly disappeared inside Qin Wang's exclusive carriage.
When it comes, the movement is silent.
It seems that Qin Wang Zhao Zheng, who is focusing on reading books, is not on the bamboo slips in his hands. Instead, he flew to the old capital Yongcheng.
Thinking about the things about Changxin Houyi and Wenxin Hou Luwei.
"Changxin Houyi, it has already started."
"You can do the last force and give full play to the residual heat, you must do something unforgivable."
"If this is not the case, how can the widows use your great sin to deal with Wenxin Hou Lu."
From beginning to end, he did not take Changxin Houyi in his eyes, but a little bit of a little bit.
Even if he knows that he and his mother Zhao Ji.
But compared with the huge pressure brought by Wenxin Hou Lawei's, Changxin Houyi, it is not difficult to entangle the role at all.
As a pawn, I still feel it.
"Without the widow's person, you can sit on the noble position of Changxinhou?" Thinking of this, Qin Wangzheng was full of haze.
In order to convert the text of Hou Luwei and regain the right of King Qin, he paid too much for this.
Among them, his mother Zhao Ji.
One of the places was haunted, and wanted to succeed in entering Xianyang Palace, entering Zhao Ji's residence, and then rising rapidly at a incredible exaggeration.
Obviously there is not much achievement.
However, he can counterattack with grass roots and sit on the noble position of the Marquis of the Qin Kingdom.
Among them, if there was no secretly acquiescence of Qin Wang Zhao Zheng, it would not be able to reach it at all. Even if he was just a puppet king at the beginning, there was no right to have.
But on the bright side, he is the king of this Qin Kingdom.
It represents the highest level of Qin Kingdom's rights.
"Bait, it has already spilled." Qin Wang Zheng turned his head slightly and looked at the vast mountains and rivers outside the right window, secretly whispering: "It's time to close the net."
"Well, I hope you will disappoint the widow."
"Can the widow overthrow the letter and Hou Luwei, but it depends on your performance this time."
The slightly stunned inner emotions were soon recovered by Qin King Zhao Zhengping.
On the handsome and majestic young face, a trace of calmness and calmness revealed, the chest has a bamboo, and the confidence is extremely confident.
Outside the carriage.
The vast mountains, the rivers and rivers, and the thousands of thousands of spirits, all move backwards with the team's rapid forward.
The residual yang is like blood, and slowly falls.
The dull sunset, with the twilight phase, sprinkle this vast land.
Look at that scene from a distance.
It seems to indicate that the two mountains of Changxin Houyi and Wenxin Hou Luwei are about to collapse.
Unconsciously, Qin Wang Zhao Zheng, who looked at this scene, quietly showed a slightly light smile in the corner of his mouth, and soon fleeting.
As if nothing happened.
He turned his head again, his eyes were low, and he continued to observe the bamboo slips he held in his hand.
"Reading Han Fei's [Lonely Angry] and [Five Puppets], widow understands that there are such wonders in this world!"
"Han Fei, don't want to escape the palm of the widow."