Zhao Ji raised her neck and exposed her snow-white neck, shouting that Ying Chengqiu would kill her, and everyone in the Xuanniao Palace focused on her.

I always disliked Zhao Ji. My uncle, who played the role of Dinghai Scientific Needle in the Ying clan, felt a little uncomfortable when he saw Zhao Ji's appearance.

Anyway, Zhao Ji is also the Empress Dowager of the Great Qin. The Empress Dowager of Yiguo is like a madman. She is too embarrassed and disgraces the Qin State.

He wanted to persuade Ying Chengqi to kill but he just slapped his head. The upper and lower teeth in his mouth were merged together as soon as they separated.

Forget it, the kids are very responsible.

Beside Concubine Chu, who was restrained by secret guards, was his son Ying Jianglu. He heard the sound and saw this scene, and a trace of alertness flashed through his eyebrows.

Not like acting...

When the third young master Ying Jianglu was restrained, he took a half-peeled orange in his hand. Now he really wants to peel it and eat it intact.

After looking at the serious and nervous scene, I gave up what I thought in my heart, thinking about when this farce will be over and I am not full yet.

He was not worried about anything happening to his eldest mother Zhao Ji, nor was he worried about the First Emperor who fell on the high platform.

Xiao Taotie thought that all this was fake. It was a scene made by his father and uncle who joined forces to do. He did not believe that Ying Chengqiu would really kill the First Emperor.

"Sannen."

Among the dozens of people standing up, the youngest-looking old man called softly.

"uncle."

Ying Chengqiu turned around and responded, and took down the sword that was placed on Zhao Ji's neck.

"Let's stop here." said the young old man.

His name is Ying Ji and his title is Weiyang Jun.

He is the eldest brother of King Zhuangxiang of Qin and the eldest son of King Xiaowen of Qin.

If it weren't for Ying Chengqiu, King Zhaoxiang of Qin had been granted the title of King of Qin for three generations.

According to common sense, after King Xiaowen of Qin, the eldest son Ying Qi should inherit the position of King Qin.

"The Queen Mother has regretted it, and she will not do this in the future. Next time, you will be able to endure it, we."

Weiyang Jun Ying Qi paused for a moment, turned his head left and right to look at the old people around him, and the old people nodded one after another.

Then he said solemnly: "We won't let you endure it either."

Ying Chengqi looked back at Zhao Ji who was still calling for death, and turned back to look at the old people in front of him.

"According to the meaning of all uncles, uncles, uncles, uncles, and grandfathers..."

"The empress dowagers in Qin have too much power, which is not conducive to the stability of the government. They immediately cut off their regency and return to the royal power." Ying Qi said righteously and sternly.

The uncle took a few steps forward and walked to Zhao Ji. Ying Chengqi followed respectfully.

"Mrs. Queen Mother, are you willing?"

"I'm the head! Kill my head!" Zhao Ji hissed.

The death of the First Emperor made her lose her thoughts and motivation.

What are power, glory, wealth, all of which must be possessed by people when they are alive.

At this moment, Zhao Ji completely lost her mind and no longer had any intention of the power she originally cared about.

Ying Chengqiu looked at the deep hatred and deep regret in Zhao Ji's eyes, lowered his head and smiled faintly.

Bang~

The uncle slapped Zhao Ji in the face, which shocked Ying Chengzu.

Uncle, what are you doing? How come this is happening on the TV series? You, an extra, don’t add a show to yourself!

Turning his head to look at the platform, he could see the Queen Afang holding the First Emperor in her arms, crying there.

Brother, you can't get up?

Zhao Ji's face was twitched to the side, and blood was pumped out from her mouth.

This is not because the old man's hands are too strong, but because Zhao Ji originally had the blood in her mouth, which was caused by the bleeding of gums caused by gritting her teeth hard just now.

Zhao Ji's voice was paused by the slap, but he immediately pressed the play button.

She suddenly turned her head and stared at her uncle with her deep hatred.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You killed Zheng'er. You are all accomplices of this Zhuzi! No matter how good Zheng'er does, you will ignore it! There is only this Zhuzi in your eyes, and there is never Zheng'er! You all deserve to die!"

The surging hatred of worship cannot be washed away even if it is poured out of the water from all over the world.

Bang~

My uncle slapped Zhao Ji with another slap in the face without any concern.

Ying Chengqiu glanced at Zhao Ji's slapped face, then looked at the direction of the platform, muttering in his heart.

Uncle, please be careful. This play is directed by me. I can't explain it to the emperor when you act like this...

"Huayang dares not be so arrogant in front of me. If I hadn't known that the kid had no intention of throne, if it weren't for your sake, I would have killed you in person today!"

My uncle was stunned by the sudden change. At this moment, after Ying Ji said this, his IQ reoccupied the high ground.

If a child wants to be king, it will be long ago. It must be a good show made by the two brothers. It is supposed to be so that this woman cannot hinder the child from doing things anymore.

I can do this woman, but if the child is not beautiful, he can also reduce his authority by the way.

The grandfather of the generation who was the uncle of King Zhaoxiang of Qin, even the last powerful empress dowager Huayang was a junior in front of him.

Zhao Ji, the empress dowager, can suppress many people, but not her uncle.

"Pooh!"

Zhao Ji spat.

The red saliva fell on the same red elixir, and it was almost impossible to see.

"Shameless!"

Zhao Ji sneered.

"After this matter, I have to say that this prince had no intention of throne. The Ying clan really lost all his face!"

It seemed that he was a little crazy and a little IQ was slapped by these two slaps.

Zhao Ji turned her head to look at the platform with two slap marks on her face.

If this was a show, then with her understanding of Zheng'er, Ying Zheng would have stood up long ago, and when she was first slapped.

But no one stood up there.

"It's my mother's fault." Zhao Ji's eyes gradually faded, and was filled with regret. She said with a smile: "I shouldn't have taken you out of Handan, and I shouldn't have let you fight for the throne. I shouldn't have ignored advice and insisted on killing this man, causing the miserable incident today."

Ying Zheng was not allowed to give up the throne anyway, unless Ying Chengqiu stepped over Zhao Ji.

In the last moment of life, one finally feels regretful about what he has done.

"Let go."

She turned her head to Gai Nie who controlled her. She had two tears on her red and swollen face, which looked really not very beautiful.

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Gai Nie saw the death intention in Zhao Ji's eyes, and ignored Ying Chenghua's warning gaze and let go of his hands.

Zhao Ji, who has always paid attention to etiquette, beauty and demeanor, ignored the phoenix crown and twisted together in a mess regardless of the long hair mixed with silver threads.

The first time he escaped from the trap, he did not tidy up his instrument, but suddenly grabbed the sword around Gai Nie's waist and pulled out the sword around the sword saint's waist.

Snap ~

The sword is unsheathed.

"Gay Nie!"

Ying Chengzuo was not good at calling out.

You are the sword saint, can you let her take your sword away? Are you still a little more outrageous?

Gai Nie told Ying Chenghua with practical actions that he could.

Lord Sword Saint was indifferent, as if Zhao Ji was doing so fast that he, who was known for his fast sword, could not react.

Until Zhao Ji put the long sword on her neck, she looked like she had lost her soul and numbly glanced at the circle of old people around her.

He said hollowly: "I will not let you go even if I become a ghost."

After saying a symbolic sentence, when you try to wipe your neck with both hands.

Gai Nie still didn't react, and Gai's reflex arc was temporarily lengthened a lot today.

Ying Chengzu sighed lightly and was about to go up and grab the sword. He couldn't let Zhao Ji die like this.

Before he finished sighing, his uncle was the first to move. He raised his leg and kicked the sword in Zhao Ji's hand away, and the other was kicking Zhao Ji to the ground.

Pointing to Zhao Ji's head, he scolded angrily: "You can die if you want to die, don't disturb my interest, get out and die!"

Zhao Ji was on the ground and did not express his uncle's words. He crawled numbly to touch the sword that fell on the ground.
To be continued...