In the back hall of Xianyang Palace, Emperor Qin was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. Several warriors were lying in various places in the hall, looking ferocious, but they had been dead for a long time.
Without exception, all of these warriors had their throats slit, but what was extremely strange was that except for the wounds on their necks, there was no trace of blood anywhere else in the palace.
If you look closely at the faces of these warriors, it is clear that they died of excessive bleeding and shock.
After a long time, Emperor Qin, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground.
Qin Huang felt some of the conditions of his body, and said coldly to the outside of the palace: "Five more second-level ones."
Soon, Da Siming entered the hall carrying a group of second-grade warriors.
Emperor Qin said in a deep voice: "Just like before, cut open the vital points and let blood flow."
A sharp blade appeared out of nowhere in Da Siming's hand, and with a flash of light, he easily slit the throats of five people.
Perhaps because Da Siming's movements were too fast, the five people whose throats were cut by him did not have blood flowing freely, but blood slowly oozed out and gradually expanded.
Seeing that the work was completed, Da Siming bowed to Emperor Qin silently and disappeared again.
Only Emperor Qin and Da Siming themselves knew that he did not stay away, but stayed nearby, waiting for Emperor Qin's orders at any time.
After Da Siming disappeared, Emperor Qin took action. He took a deep breath and saw the blood of the five people burst out violently, turning into streams of blood and flowing towards Emperor Qin.
The last little bit seeped into Emperor Qin's body.
At that moment, Qin Huang's originally pale face showed a trace of blood, and he looked full of energy.
Emperor Qin breathed a sigh of relief. This method might be feasible.
However, before Emperor Qin could show his joy, the spirit in his body suddenly appeared and roared. The blood he had sucked into his body was immediately shaken out and turned into a cloud of blood mist, which then evaporated.
At the same time, the Qi and blood in Emperor Qin's body were agitated, and a large piece of blood was blocked in his throat. After the blockage failed, Emperor Qin's body shook violently, and a large mouthful of blood spat out, which fell to the ground, looking particularly scarlet.
Emperor Qin's face was full of gloom, and he said in a hateful voice: "It's hard to get back, Xu Fu, you have done so much harm to me, even if you cut me into pieces with a thousand cuts, it won't be an exaggeration."
This state only lasted for a few breaths. Emperor Qin's complexion quickly returned to normal. He walked out of the hall and left in the air. Before leaving, he coldly dropped a sentence: "Clean up."
Da Siming immediately appeared, bowed and sent Emperor Qin away, then stepped into the palace and took the body away.
Only the two pools of blood stains on the ground, Da Siming hesitated for a long time before gently wiping them away with his true energy, leaving behind a clean and bright bluestone floor.
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In Shu, Lin Ze got up early and did martial arts exercises facing the rising sun. This was Lin Ze's habit. When the God of War catalog reached its limit, Lin Ze took a breath facing the rising sun, trying to breathe out the faint purple
gas.
Then a sudden change occurred. Lin Ze was dumbfounded and watched helplessly as the rising sun fell rapidly. Then Lin Ze's eyesight went dark.
Lin Ze wiped his eyes in disbelief and took a quick look. The rising sun was still hanging in the eastern sky, rising slowly.
It was as if the scene Lin Ze saw before was just an illusion.
However, the secret method of "knowing destiny" running wildly in Lin Ze's body told him that this matter was not simple, and perhaps something big would happen in the world.
Lin Ze immediately called Chen Ping and said: "Contact Eunuch Huang immediately and tell him that the urgent information in Chang'an City will be sent to him as soon as possible without delay. In addition, all the spies in Chang'an will be activated to find out the information, no matter what clues there are.
Don’t let anything go, especially the news from Xianyang Palace.”
Chen Ping saw that Lin Ze said it was urgent and did not dare to delay. He immediately wrote several secret letters and had them sent out in a hurry.
Then Lin Ze summoned Wu Fan and said: "Let someone contact the young master. No, you go there in person. After seeing the young master, send him a message and tell him what my military advisor told him. Regardless of whether he has fun playing outside, let him receive it.
After writing the letter, I have to rush back to the capital of Shu no matter what. Something big may happen in the world and I need him to take charge of the overall situation. Go quickly, the sooner the better."
Wu Fan nodded suddenly and left.
Although Hu Hai has been away for a long time, the Jin Yiwei has its own way of maintaining a certain degree of contact with his bodyguards. Wu Fan can naturally locate Hu Hai's approximate location as long as he puts some effort into it.
It's just that Lin Ze said it was urgent, Wu Fan didn't dare to neglect, and while setting off with his men, he contacted the Jin Yiwei in the west to find Hu Hai's precise location as soon as possible.
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A few days later, in the Yangxin Hall of Xianyang Palace, Emperor Qin was reviewing the memorial. Zhao Gao and a group of young eunuchs were accompanying him, conveying Emperor Qin's will and carrying the memorial back and forth.
While he was criticizing, Qin Huang suddenly felt his throat was a little itchy, and he spat it out to the side, but a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Zhao Gao stood aside and saw clearly, his expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty!"
Then he shouted to the little eunuch behind him with an anxious expression: "Quick, call the imperial doctor quickly."
Emperor Qin suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Stop, no one can move without my will."
Zhao Gao had a pleading look on his face: "Your Majesty, your health is urgent!"
Emperor Qin glanced at Zhao Gao coldly and said word by word: "I know my body very well. It's nothing serious, so there is no need to make it too public. I don't need to announce the imperial doctor in such a big way."
.Besides, I don’t want to hear any gossip, Zhao Gao, you should know what to do.”
Zhao Gao's expression changed again and again, and finally turned into bitterness. He sighed slightly, moved quickly, and the sound of cracking bones could be heard.
After a few breaths, I saw that except for Emperor Qin and Zhao Gao, there was no one alive in the Yangxin Hall.
Emperor Qin didn't want to hear gossip, so the safest thing Zhao Gao could do was to silence these little eunuchs, so as to avoid future troubles.
Otherwise, if anyone dares to spill the beans, the first unlucky person would be Zhao Gao.
No matter what, Emperor Qin just vomited blood. The dragon's power was still there, so naturally no one was arrogant.
Emperor Qin stood up and said calmly: "You did a good job, let someone clean it up."
Zhao Gao nodded slightly, called the guards, and dragged the body away.
The guards were not surprised by this. Every day, maids and eunuchs were killed with sticks in the palace. Although there were a few more this time, it was not a big deal.
However, a guard took note of the scene before him, and after waiting for his shift, he handed over a very ordinary-looking letter from his family and left the palace, but it was not yet known where he would end up.
After the imperial guards finished dealing with it, Emperor Qin slowly spoke: "If Ting Wei is feeling ill, why not ask the imperial physician Xia Wuji to diagnose it?"
Zhao Gao immediately understood what Emperor Qin meant and summoned the imperial physician in his name. He quickly bowed and responded: "I thank your Majesty for your concern. I will take my leave first."
With Emperor Qin's tacit approval, Zhao Gao slowly left the Yangxin Palace. The clothes on his back were all soaked.
It wasn't until he left the Yangxin Hall for a long time that Zhao Gao breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the Yangxin Hall with lingering fear. At that moment, he smelled the smell of death.
The scarlet color of the blood spit out by Emperor Qin was deeply reflected in Zhao Gao's mind.
How can a normal strong man above the master level vomit blood? Emperor Qin may not be in a good situation this time, Zhao Gaoru thought.
Perhaps the Great Qin Empire will change hands.
Two faces appeared in Zhao Gao's mind, and finally he slowly settled on that childish face.