Zhu Xiang woke up suffocating.
He opened his eyes and saw his fat nephew, who was becoming more and more naughty, pinching his nose and grinning.
When Ying Xiaozheng saw Zhu Xiang wake up, he let go of her hand and called her "Aunt". Xue picked up Ying Xiaozheng at the critical moment when Zhu Xiang was about to catch Ying Xiaozheng to tickle him.
"Marquis Ying and Marquis Wu'an have already had breakfast and are practicing swordplay in the courtyard. My dear, if you don't get up, Marquis Ying will come to call you himself." Xue said helplessly.
She wanted Zhu Xiang to sleep a little longer, but Ying Hou's angry face reminded her of Lian Gong.
Duke Lin always doted on Zhu Xiang. He would not say anything if Zhu Xiang occasionally slept a little longer. Although Xunzi was dissatisfied with Zhu Xiang's laziness, he would only teach him a lesson when Zhu Xiang got up. Duke Lian was different. He would rush directly to Zhu Xiang's bed and drag Zhu Xiang off the bed as if Zhu Xiang was a soldier he led.
On the first day that Fan Ju and Bai Qi lived in Zhu Xiang's house, Bai Qi, who was leading the troops, did not comment on Zhu Xiang's sleeping in, but Fan Ju became angry.
After listening to Xue's narration, Zhu Xiang wondered if Fan Ju had some obsessive-compulsive disorder. I just can't stand anything that doesn't go according to my wishes.jpg
While his uncle and aunt were talking, Ying Xiaozheng thought he was safe and jumped out of his aunt's arms.
As soon as he came down, Zhu Xiang caught him in his arms.
Ying Xiaozheng blinked: "Uncle..."
"Uncle is here." Zhu Xiang put Ying Xiaozheng on his legs and started rubbing and tickling him. Ying Xiaozheng laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes and his limbs rolled around like a little turtle with its belly turned upside down.
Xue watched from the side, and only went to save her poor fat nephew after Ying Xiaozheng's voice became a little hoarse from laughing.
"Okay, get up." Xue smiled, "I'll pack up and go to the prince's house."
"Relax." Zhu Xiang said, "Madam Huayang is much more scared than you."
Xue was stunned for a moment, then she covered her mouth and smiled: "Okay."
She acted very calm, but in fact her heart was so anxious that her chest hurt. But after Zhu Xiang said this half-joking remark, Xue's heart calmed down.
When Xue changed her clothes and prepared to go out, Zhu Xiang got up and washed.
Ying Xiaozheng ran over to Bai Qi and Fan Ju to play, not at all shy.
When Zhu Xiang finished his breakfast in a hurry and sent Xue out, Ying Xiaozheng was already calling "Bai Weng" on his left and "Fan Weng" on his right, which made Zichu's face twisted.
"Why? Jealous?" Zhu Xiang said happily, "If you were a dozen years younger, you could also pounce on him and act like a spoiled child."
Zichu said: "Some people are more than ten years older than Zheng'er, and they love to act like a spoiled brat in front of their elders just like Zheng'er. I am definitely not as good as them."
Cai Ze stood aside with his hands in his pockets and watched the fun.
Seeing Zhu Xiang approaching, Fan Ju said politely, "Lord Changping, have you been too tired these days? Let the imperial physician take a look at you."
Zhu Xiang understood Fan Ju's implication - Lian Gong often mocked him like this. He smiled bitterly and said, "I am indeed a little tired, but I have rested well today and will definitely get up early tomorrow."
Ying Xiaozheng grabbed Bai Qi's clothes and peeked from behind him: "Uncle was laughing in his dream last night. He must have had a good dream and didn't want to wake up."
Zhu Xiang retorted, "Zheng'er kicked me several times last night. He must have had some domineering dream."
Ying Xiaozheng recalled that he kicked himself in the dream room yesterday. No wonder he felt that the kick was real, it turned out that he had kicked his uncle.
Zichu coughed dryly and said, "Zheng'er, don't be rude to your uncle." He was just worried that his son would bicker with Zhu Xiang in front of Ying Hou, who had a lot of problems, and make Ying Hou unhappy.
"My uncle ridiculed my father, and Zheng'er was venting his anger for my father." Ying Xiaozheng said without hesitation.
Bai Qi couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, and then immediately turned down.
Fan Ju couldn't help laughing: "Zheng'er is filial."
Zichu: “…” Is this possible? He realized that the elderly have a very high tolerance for chubby children.
After some small talk, Xue got ready and prepared to go out.
Zichu originally wanted to go back to the Prince's Mansion with Xue, but was stopped by Cai Ze.
"Madam Huayang is already dissatisfied with you. If you go with Xue Ji, she might get upset again. It may be easier for women to reach a consensus when they chat alone than for us to get involved." Cai Ze said, "If you are bored, why not visit Lu Buwei and find out what he has to say."
Zichu thought for a moment and said, "It is Lü Buwei who is anxious now, not me. Let Lü Buwei come to Zhu Xiang's house to find me himself."
Although Zichu felt a little embarrassed that he wanted to lead Zhu Xiang but ended up being led by Zhu Xiang, embarrassment did not mean that he should not use this advantage.
Now that he has grown stronger, it is time for him to take a dominant position in the deal with Lu Buwei.
When Xue said goodbye to Zhu Xiang, Fan Ju, who could not keep secrets, gave Xue a few words of advice, telling her that she could use the State of Chu to threaten Lady Huayang, and not to give Lady Huayang any face even in front of Zichu.
Bai Qi was also quite disrespectful to Lady Huayang and bluntly said that he could be used to scare Lady Huayang.
Zhu Xiang had a vision of two old men who had just retired.
He often found this situation when he visited retired professors. The retired professors were used to being busy, and suddenly had nothing to do, so they became extremely anxious and wanted to come over and give instructions on what the people around them were doing.
If the person is an old professor or leader who used to be an official, the symptom will be even more serious.
One of his colleagues said that his father was a retired senior official. After returning home, he was domineering to his family and treated them like subordinates. He was extremely annoying.
Zhu Xiang felt that Fan Ju and Bai Qi had this tendency now, especially Fan Ju, whose symptoms were a bit serious.
Fortunately, the two of them were just taking a temporary break and not retiring permanently, otherwise I would have to suffer for a while just like Mr. Lian.
Lin Gong is still the best.
After Xue left, Zhu Xiang prepared to close the door and check the "draw cards" accumulated during this period.
On the way from Zhao to Qin, he was constantly being watched by others. Not to mention taking out a seed out of thin air, he didn't even dare to draw a card.
Although there are Qin Wang’s spies in his home now, he can lock himself in the house and get a certain amount of privacy.
Zhu Xiang used the excuse of sorting out the letters he brought with him as he walked towards the study, while calling up the system page to check the number of times he could draw this time.
He saw a system prompt that was ignored.
[Your friend Lin Xiangru has given you a farewell gift, please click to check. ]
Zhu Xiang stopped.
Ying Xiaozheng, who was following Zhu Xiang like a little tail, bumped into Zhu Xiang's leg.
"Uncle, what's wrong?" Ying Xiaozheng rubbed his forehead.
"Well... it's okay..." Zhu Xiang realized something.
He lowered his head and forced a smile at Ying Xiaozheng: "Uncle has something to do, go play with your father."
Ying Xiaozheng turned his head away.
Zhu Xiang rubbed Ying Xiaozheng's head and said, "I know you have a grudge against him, but you finally meet each other. A good father-son relationship is better than a bad one, which will make you happier."
"Uncle is so nagging." Ying Xiaozheng shook off Zhu Xiang's hand, bumped Zhu Xiang with his head, and then walked back slowly.
His uncle found out. He just felt awkward in front of his biological father and always wanted to make him angry.
Seeing Ying Xiaozheng's cute appearance of being upset, Zhu Xiang felt a little relieved.
When he saw his nephew now, he rarely thought of the name "Shi Huang Zai". If he did, it was only as a joke.
After raising him for so many years, Zheng'er was just his little nephew in Zhu Xiang's heart.
After Ying Xiaozheng left, Zhu Xiang kicked his feet and continued walking towards the study.
As soon as he lifted his legs, he found that his body was limp and he couldn't even walk steadily.
Zhu Xiang loosened his fists that were clenched in his sleeves, his palms were full of sweat.
He swayed a little, walked with difficulty to the steps at the door of the study, turned around and sat down.
Zhu Xiang took a few deep breaths and didn't dare to click on the gift directly. Instead, he dragged out the favorability list first.
The favorability list in the system is all pixel avatars with very low resolution. But even with the low resolution, Zhu Xiang can clearly see that Lin Xiangru, who ranks second on the favorability list, has a background that is as if covered with a layer of gray shadow, one shade darker than the others.
Zhu Xiang stretched out his fingers, his fingertips trembling, trying to wipe away the gray shadow.
The fingers passed through the void and touched nothing.
Zhu Xiang stretched out his fingers and waved them around again, but still felt nothing.
He rubbed his eyes again, and the gray shadow was still there. It was not dust, nor was it blur.
[Your friend is offline.]
Zhu Xiang clenched his fists again. He raised his arms and then lowered them, put his fists on the ground and then moved them to his knees. He wanted to stand up but didn't know what to do. He opened his mouth and made a "ho ho" sound like a broken bellows. He couldn't speak or cry.
Whirlpools appeared before his eyes, tearing the scenery into pieces. The world was spinning around him, as if he was carsick after riding a roller coaster. His body was toppling from side to side and he lost balance, as if he was in a weightless elevator, falling continuously.
"Dear father, Uncle Cai, hurry up, there's something really wrong with my uncle!"
Zhu Xiang heard Ying Xiaozheng's slightly sharp voice and raised his head, but his eyes could not focus.
Zichu and Cai Ze held his arms on the left and right, and Ying Xiaozheng lay on his knees and shouted anxiously.
He couldn't see his best friend's appearance, nor could he hear what his beloved nephew was saying.
His mind was still spinning and he was falling and losing weight. His internal organs were shaking along with it. He felt a little nauseous and uncomfortable, but more of it was confusion. He couldn't even feel the discomfort.
"Zhu Xiang?!" Bai Qi shouted loudly, causing the spinning scenery in front of Zhu Xiang's eyes to shatter, and the normal scene returned to Zhu Xiang's vision.
It turned out that Bai Qi and Fan Ju heard the shouting and ran over.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Call the imperial physician immediately!" Fan Ju said anxiously.
How come Zhu Xiang suddenly fell ill due to acclimatization as soon as he arrived in Qin
If Zhu Xiang died, the six kingdoms would definitely slander you, saying that you poisoned Zhu Xiang!
“I… I’m fine… No…” Zhu Xiang managed to regain his words intermittently.
He hugged Ying Xiaozheng who had climbed onto his lap and rubbed his cheek, which was filled with tears.
Only then did he realize that he thought he wasn't crying, but his face was wet.
"Mr. Lin, let's go." Zhu Xiang hugged Ying Xiaozheng tightly.
He didn't think about anything at the moment, and didn't consider how to explain to others that he knew this. He just stated this fact to everyone in a dull manner.
"Mr. Lin has passed away."
After Zhu Xiang finished speaking, something seemed to be disconnected in his heart.
He fainted.
(End of this chapter)