"Empress Dowager, as long as he kills Ying Zheng, he will support our son to ascend the throne. From then on, we will be open and upright, together with both sides. Isn't that good?"

"No, Zheng'er is also my son. How can I kill him! How dare you kill him?"

"Then wait for him to kill us. Our relationship is exposed. Think about our two children, Ying Zheng only has one, but we have tomorrow and Rui'er."

"But……"

"Stinky woman, I really think I will like you, an old woman. I will hand over the tiger talisman to me. This time Ying Zheng came to Yongcheng, which is the best opportunity to kill him!"

"Zheng'er, I'm sorry, I don't want to..."

"Mother, who are you going to let me replace me!"

"Chop two wild-bred evil sons on the spot!"

"Zheng'er, it's all my mother's fault. Let my child go. They are your younger brother, king, please!"

"I don't have brothers, and they are even less worthy!"

"What are you my child? You are not my child at all. You are just a king who will unify the world with the help of God! A cold-blooded and ruthless king!"

"You father and son have never considered me, ascended the throne, are only busy with government affairs, and have never cared about me! You don't care about me!"

"From then on, the son does not know his mother, and the mother does not know his son. In this life, we will never meet each other! Puff..."

...

The messy scenes flashed through my mind quickly.

"Uh! Mother!"

"Why!"

"I am your son!"

On the rushing carriage, a boy of eight or nine years old woke up from a nightmare.

"Zheng'er, what's wrong with you, Zheng'er?"

"My mother is here."

On the carriage, a beautiful woman in her twenties, who was over 20 years old, suddenly woke up when she heard the movement, rushed over and hugged the boy on the couch tightly in her arms, with a nervous face, "Zheng'er, you have finally woken up!"

"Zheng'er, how are you doing now? What else can you do? Tell my mother quickly, she is worried about death."

Zhao Ji held Zhao Zheng tightly in her arms, unwilling to let go, for fear that she would lose her beloved son forever after she let go.

"My mother..."

Zhao Zheng murmured, his eyes first showed confusion, and gradually became clear. He showed hatred and pain in his dark pupils, but soon became complicated again.

The people who are most familiar, trusted, and those who are connected by blood are gradually becoming a little unfamiliar.

His mind was very confused at this moment. He didn't know what was going on, so he could only say, "I'm fine, I want to sleep for a while."

"Okay, sleep with peace of mind, the carriage is bumpy, just sleep in my mother's arms."

Zhao Ji sat upright and hugged her son to her legs, her cheeks tightly against her chest, and her chin was pressing against her son's forehead. She hugged her very tightly, very tightly.

Her expression gradually relaxed, and two dimples appeared on her face, and she comforted her softly, "Zheng'er, be good, we will be in Xianyang for a few more hours. Everything will be better when we return to Xianyang."

"Um."

Zhao Zheng responded indecisively, lowering his head, his expression full of complexity.

In any case, he never thought that the mother, who had been dependent on him since childhood and had been blessed with him, would eventually become the person he hated the most in this life, the person he could not forgive, the only stain in his life and the biggest stain.

The memories in my mind are extremely clear, and every bit of living with my mother is remembered in my heart, but everything that happens in my dream is so real that people cannot tell the truth or falsehood.

He is Zhao Zheng, the future Ying Zheng, who has just left Handan and went to Qin to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors.

He was attacked halfway and had a fever in a hurry to escape, but he had an extremely long dream, from entering Qin to unifying the world, even spanning two thousand years, becoming a modern young man and seeing the future.

The pictures in the dream are very chaotic, fast, and the order is different, and many pictures are already blurred.

But the last scene deeply hurt his soft heart.

That is, his mother, who is dependent on her for life, shared joys and sorrows, and led him to hide in Tibet in Handan City to survive, was able to do such a thing in the end.

He actually betrayed himself for an outsider.

This made him not know how to deal with it for a while.

After all, he just had a dream, and it was a fact that he had depended on his mother for eight or nine years. It happened not long ago, and even before leaving Handan, the mother and son were still hiding from each other, dependent on each other in life and death.

Ah Mother's warm arms warmed his body and also warmed his heart.

Just when Zhao Zheng thought of the dream scene, he felt extremely painful.

That's not someone else!

That is the mother he has been dependent on each other since he was a child and his favorite mother!

From childhood to adulthood, my mother ran around to protect him and how many stones she suffered to protect him.

He was born in Handan, the capital of Zhao State, which was immortal during the Battle of Changping.

As a Qin man, he was naturally humiliated.

The mother and son are also bullied.

Every time I think of my mother's protection and love for him.

This made him accept what happened in his dream.

The deeper the love, the more painful the heart!

"Since that's the case, I will make my mother unable to leave me forever and always be in my current situation."

"I can't wait for eight more years to rule!"

Zhao Zheng's eyes gradually became firm, his fists were clenched, and his body trembled slightly.

He made him cold and unfamiliar with his mother now, and asked him to kill his mother or imprison his mother. He asked himself that he could not do it and could not do it.

In this case, then we will eliminate the people who affect Ah Mother, let her not reach those who tempt her, and then solve everything.

At that time, my mother had only one son, and she was the only one who could rely on.

No one can take it away from him again.

"Zheng'er, what's wrong with you, Zheng'er?"

At this time, Zhao Ji's nervous and concerned voice came again, obviously he noticed that Zhao Zheng was tense all over and thought that his beloved son was not feeling uncomfortable.

"I'm fine."

Zhao Zheng's voice was hoarse again. After a moment of silence, Zhao Zheng couldn't help but raise his head and looked at Zhao Ji. His sudden actions made Zhao Ji slightly stunned. Then he heard his beloved son ask: "Mother, do you love your father very much?"

"like?"

Zhao Ji's eyes were dazed, and her arms were tightened slightly with her arms around her. Is there any love between her and Ying Zichu? If so, why would Ying Zichu and Lu Buwei leave her and the child behind when they fled to Qin?

If she hadn't had her son as her spiritual pillar in recent years, she would probably not be able to persevere.

However, Zhao Ji quickly came to her senses, and smiled again on her face, and two diapers bloomed, "Zheng'er, what did you say? Of course I love your father."

After saying that, Zhao Ji gently patted her beloved son on the back and said, "But you are the one whom you love the most, do you know? You must get better quickly."

"Is this really the case?"

Zhao Zheng was still looking at Zhao Ji. The more Zhao Ji loved him now, the more painful his heart was.

This made Zhao Ji feel that Zheng'er is a little different today. Her son used to be very attached to her and never did this.

However, Zhao Ji didn't care too much. After all, the child grew up with her in Handan since she was a child and suffered too much hardship and grievances. Now that she is going to a strange place, she is naturally nervous.

"What about Lu Buwei?"

Zhao Zheng asked again.

He was very concerned about this matter!

Zhao Ji's expression was slightly stiff. Looking at her beloved son with a firm expression, she couldn't help but sigh and said firmly: "Zheng'er, don't listen to the filthy words of the people of Zhao State. They just have a grudge against me, Qin State, and deliberately humiliated us, mother and son. My mother only have your father, wins Yiren, one man."

"I see."

Hearing this answer, Zhao Zheng lowered his head. He chose to believe that there must be only one answer.

Relying in Zhao Ji's arms, Zhao Zheng whispered: "In the past, my mother protected Zheng'er, but now it's time for my mother to protect her. With me here, I will not let any man or anyone hurt her mother. Whoever dares to touch her mother will kill whom I will kill!"

Speaking of it later, Zhao Zheng's tender voice added a hint of determination and coldness, which made Zhao Ji feel cold.

But soon Zhao Ji came to her senses. After all, this was her own son. A happy smile appeared on her face, "Zheng'er loves her mother the most, so her mother will rely on Xiao Zheng'er to protect her in the future!"

"Then my mother, remember not to leave me, never."

Zhao Zheng felt tired again and gradually fell asleep in Zhao Ji's warm embrace.

Zhao Ji didn't feel tired either, for fear that the carriage would bump into her baby son, so she hugged her tightly.

Looking at Zhao Zheng who was sleeping peacefully, after a long time, Zhao Ji didn't know what he thought of, and couldn't help but smile, "After all, he is still a child, but my Zheng'er's ability to say this also means that my Zheng'er has begun to grow up, and it's worthy of my mother's care."

Zhao Ji couldn't help but lower her head and kissed her son gently on the forehead.
Chapter completed!