A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

After analysis, Shu Ange confirmed that Princess Yurong of the Chu Kingdom would not become Ying Zheng's queen, and put the matter aside for the time being.

Ying Zheng recently abandoned martial arts training, not to hide from her, but because the government affairs are too busy.

The feudal feudal lords were fighting, and the Qin State had hardly stopped its expeditions in recent years. When King Zhao and King Xiaowen and their predecessors died, the Qin army was still at war.

After the death of King Zhuangxiang of Qin State, most of the other six kingdoms thought that King Qin was young, and Qin State was likely to be in civil strife because of this, and more or less saved some thoughts of profiting from it.

Previously, Lord Xinling of Wei State led the five-nation coalition to repel the Qin army, which made those countries that were defeated by the Qin army relive their thoughts.

Since Ying Zheng ascended the throne, he has been looking for various reasons to send beauties to Qin, but it is not for the purpose of spreading branches and leaves for the King of Qin.

These wedding teams leave, I don't know how many spies and how many beauties there are, and there are snakes and scorpions hidden under their beautiful beauty.

The throne of Ying Zheng, while others look at the infinite beauty, is actually in danger.

After he hastily ascended the throne, rumors abounded, and there were those who questioned his lack of age to take on a great responsibility, and some who doubted his bloodline.

Some people asserted that Ying Zheng was not the blood of the late king, and that Lu Buwei was his real father.

Rumors can kill people. Such rumors questioning the blood of the royal family are very unfavorable for Ying Zheng to win the hearts of the people. If Lu Buwei had not punished those who spread the rumors in time, the rumors in the market would have been even more twisted and bizarre.

The state of Qin is very strict on speech control. Such rumors can spread in Xianyang City because someone is behind the scenes.

The half-brothers of the late king were not thirsty, and those who supported the son's success did not give up. In fact, Ying Zheng's situation was a bit difficult.

After straightening these things out, Shu Ange felt more and more distressed for Ying Zheng.

Based on the idea that she could not come, she took advantage of the night to sneak into Ying Zheng's bedroom as if no one was there.

Countless guards were patrolling outside the palace, the night pearl in the inner hall was shining brightly, the oil lamps were burning cracklingly, and the temple and the maid were waiting in the hall, and the more people went inside, the fewer people there were.

Shu Ange quietly passed the crowd, passed through the beaded curtain silently, and walked all the way to the inner hall.

It's already Hai Shi, and all the sounds in the palace are silent, except for the rustling of more leaking sounds.

Ying Zheng had not yet gone to bed, and under the bright candlelight, he was holding a pen in one hand and pressing the bamboo slip in the other, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled.

The guard was about seven or eight feet away from Ying Zheng's dormitory. After Shu Ange looked around, he tiptoed towards Ying Zheng, who was concentrating on looking at the bamboo slips.

When she was still a few steps away from Ying Zheng's book case, he put down the pen in his hand and raised his head, his eyes were like torches, and he fell directly on Shu Ange.

When he saw her again, Shu Ange was not surprised, smiled and beckoned to him, sitting diagonally in front of his desk. Elbow pressed on the bamboo slip.

In the pre-Qin period, chairs were not so popular. In the daily life of nobles, they often used the kneeling posture to handle official duties or entertain guests.

The most impatient, Shu Ange knelt up straight, slumped lazily in front of the desk, with a sweet smile in his eyes.

After reading the memorial for nearly two hours, Ying Zheng was also a little tired. He was so busy these days that he didn't even have time to practice the exercises, and naturally he didn't meet Shu Ange.

In all fairness, he did mean to avoid her.

Her beauty is too aggressive, and his dreams are filled with her naughty smile while biting her nails.

Ying Zheng didn't want to be entangled in his mind by a woman all the time, and these days, he put all his mind on the government.

If it wasn't for her wet clothes, the flirtatious amorous feelings in her eyes flashed in his mind from time to time, Ying Zheng almost thought he had forgotten her.

How did she avoid the eyes and ears of the guards in the palace, pass through the many defenses, and quietly entered his bedroom.

If she had the intention to harm him, he would be more or less certain that he would be able to escape.

Shu Ange was most familiar with Ying Zheng. Seeing the change in his eyes, he tapped his fingers as if playing the piano on the bamboo slip: "If you look at people like this, they will be shy."

As she spoke, she deliberately covered her face with her hands to make a shy look, and her pair of watery eyes stared straight at Ying Zheng through her fingers.

Everything was silent, and the moonlight was faintly reflected from the paper-thin glazed tiles. Looking up at the roof ridge, it seemed to be plated with a thin layer of silver.

On such a cool night, a beautiful woman comes floating, and when she encounters an amorous monarch, it is about to make a story about the love of the king of Chu and the goddess.

Ying Zheng was not the king of Chu, nor was Shu Ange a goddess. He pursed his lips and looked at her with obsidian-like eyes without saying a word.

Shu Ange was about to tease Ying Zheng, when she suddenly felt something was wrong, her heart skipped a beat, and she ignored the reminder.

It was too late and the time was too fast. The two of them had just dodged, and a delicate arrow flew past where Ying Zheng had just been sitting on his knees and submerged into the beams and pillars.

"There are assassins."

Shu Ange subconsciously blocked Ying Zheng from behind, and just said in a deep voice that there was an assassin, the roof was torn open, and several masked men in black jumped from it, shooting hidden weapons at the two of them like rain.

When the guards outside heard the movement, they rushed into the hall in a hurry, and a dozen men in black suddenly rushed out from all around, fighting with the guards.

Since Ying Zheng ascended the throne, the palace has not been very peaceful, and his food and clothing expenses have been checked several times.

His residence has always been heavily guarded. This assassin can break through the siege and come to his bedroom, not only because of his high martial arts skills, but also because of his inner strength.

There are many hidden weapons, as small as a cow's hair, making it hard to guard against.

Ying Zheng's expression was awe-inspiring, and his heart was secretly sinister, and he felt that it was too shameful for him to be a dignified man and let a weak woman stand in front of him.

Then Ying Zheng thought again, he had always been jealous of Shu Ange, the other party would protect him when he was in danger, making him feel ashamed.

Hidden weapons were like rain, Shu An singer was defenseless, and at the critical moment, he used magic to put a barrier around the two of them.

After the assassin landed, he came back towards the two of them with a sharp blade in hand. When he saw that the hidden weapon was less than a foot away from the two of them, and the ding ding dang fell to the ground, he was shocked.

Not to mention the assassin's surprise, even Ying Zheng was a little stunned. He was still worried about whether the hidden weapon had been quenched with the drug. In the blink of an eye, the menacing hidden weapons fell to the ground one after another.

"Your Majesty, stand here and don't move."

Shu Ange pressed Ying Zheng's shoulder and looked at the assassins with cold eyes. After exhorting one sentence, he left the barrier and took the weapon from one of the assassins with a body like lightning.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and the assassin whose weapon was taken away was wiped off his neck immediately, and lay on the ground in astonishment.

Most of the other assassins charged towards Ying Zheng, and the other half charged towards Shu Ange.

(Meow, Lan Qiao-kun is too stupid, yesterday's update was not sent out...)