Daqin: in the Beginning, Ten Thousand Swords Return to Their Ancestors

Only then did Ying Xuan remember that even if he had a cold face all day long, was busy with political affairs, and resisted confrontation with Lu Buwei, Ying Zheng would still care about him and Fusu.

They also have to be distracted and work hard to find a good husband for the two of them and teach them.

This made Ying Xuan, who always regarded himself as a transmigrator but an outsider, have a warm feeling in his heart.

As an orphan in his previous life, he had never felt this kind of affection.

This made a change in Ying Xuan's mood, that is, the recognition of this world, the further acceptance of his own identity, he is the second son of Da Qin, not a passer-by!

The sword qi circulating in the body couldn't help but become sharp, and the turnover was faster. It seems that the breakthrough in the state of mind has vaguely increased the quality of the sword qi to a higher level.

If it weren't for the limitations of his young body, it is estimated that Ying Xuan would be able to break through to the fourth level of the innate at this moment.

After realizing this, Ying Xuan's expression softened, no longer the solemn appearance of the previous military order: "Father, my son also thought this way, there is no need to travel in person."

"Just stay here in the Qin Palace, and share the family relationship with the father and brother Fusu."

"But I don't know the reason for the contents of the old god's dream, so I can't tell it all or write it down on the bamboo slips, so I have to go to Erchen in person."

"I also ask the father and king to agree to let the son and the father fight side by side to overcome the difficulties together."

Hearing Ying Xuan's softened tone, Ying Zheng slowly closed his eyes.

Both sides understand each other's intentions, and they are both thinking about each other. One is that they don't want their second son to be implicated, and the other is that they want to relieve their father's troubles.

The positions are different, but both are mutually correct.

Ying Zheng opened his eyes again, and had recovered to a color without emotional ups and downs, and sat back on the high platform silently: "Teacher, Ying Xuan wants to learn the way of the military so much."

"Just please take him to the Lantian camp to see and see."

Wang Jian could also hear Ying Zheng's overtones, that he wanted him to take Ying Xuan out of the palace!

Immediately replied: "Everything is covered by the minister, and the second son will return safely!"

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Chapter 8 Young Master (10/[-])

Ying Xuan sat on the sedan chair that was returning to the bedroom, and there was still a hint of sigh in his mind. Ying Zheng's care for him made him a little unexpected.

He had always subconsciously thought that Ying Zheng was the kind of ruthless emperor, but today with the Zhangtai Palace and his party, he realized that no matter what kind of emperor, at least they were all human beings, and they also possessed feelings.

It's just that Ying Zheng's performance has never been obvious, but will be hidden in his heart silently, and he doesn't want anyone to see anything from his surface.

Back in the bedroom, Ying Xuan was a little surprised that Xin Lan was standing at the door of the bedroom waiting for him. When she saw him coming back, Xin Lan's eyes showed a look of joy.

Xin Lan changed into a lady's dress today, wearing a Qin Gong women's dress, with light pink as the base, with a plain white underwear, and the crossed collars of the underwear outlined Xin Lan's attractive figure.

Coupled with a pair of small embroidered shoes with flowers and plants, the whole person is pink and tender and looks very lovely.

"Young Master, you're back." Xin Lan greeted her, she couldn't tell what she was thinking.She only knew that since last night, she really wanted to serve her son.

Probably out of an eagerness to help out, to repay the favor.She usually lived with her son, but today he suddenly went to Zhangtai Palace.

Let Xinlan have some troubles.

Ying Xuan motioned for Xin Lan to go in and talk about it. The guards around were talking a lot, so Ying Xuan didn't worry about them.

Ying Xuan took Xin Lan directly back to his side hall, and then began to command: "Sister Xin Lan, help me pack a small bag, I want to go out."

"You don't need to bring too much, just two changes of clothes, and I will prepare other things."

When Xinlan heard the news, if she was struck by Lei Ji, she was stunned for a moment, stunned in place, her eyes became a little empty, but Xinlan reacted after a while.

He started to pack up in the side hall, and his movements were very capable.

Let Ying Xuan nodded secretly, he really did not see the wrong person, Xin Lan did not ask too many unnecessary things, but did exactly what he said, with a sense of peace of mind.

Since there were only two pieces of clothes, it was very quick to pack up, but when Xin Lan handed the package to Ying Xuan, Ying Xuan was touched.

Xin Lan's eyes, which had been slightly red and swollen last night, began to mist again, as if faint tears were brewing in them.

"What's the matter? Young master, I have something to do when I go out this time."

"I know." Xin Lan's voice was a little bleak and sad: "The world only thinks that the son is a four-year-old child, but everyone knows that the son is amazing and talented. At this age, he has already seen the disputes in the court of Qin."

"Presumably this time, after discussing with the king, I decided to go out, right? Xinlan doesn't understand any court disputes or intrigues."

"But at least Xinlan knows that the son's going out this time must have something to do with Lu Buwei and Madam Huayang. It must be to help the king and Qin. This is... this is a very important and important thing."

"Xin Lan knows this is very important, so she will silently cheer for the son, and pray to God for the son every morning and night, just, just..."

"Presumably this trip will involve danger, so... so Xin Lan hopes that the young master can take care..."

The more Xin Lan spoke, the lower her voice seemed, as if there was a hint of crying, and she didn't want to worry her son too much, so she gradually stopped talking.

Ying Xuan stared blankly at Xin Lan, he did not expect that he would have such a high status in Xin Lan's heart now.

It can even be called Xinlan worrying about her.

This made Ying Xuan's complexion soften. Before, there was the cuddling feeling of Ying Zheng of Zhangtai Palace, and then there was the genuine concern of his own maid.

After coming to this beloved Qin Shi world for four years, I have left many fetters before I know it, so I have to protect them even more!

"Sister Xinlan, can you squat a little?" Ying Xuan wanted to grow up quickly, the body of a child was too troublesome.

Xin Lan held back her tears and forced a caring smile to squat down slowly, facing Ying Xuan face to face: "Master, Young Master, if you have any orders, Xinlan will take it to heart."