"Sir, why don't you wash up first? I've prepared some water for you."
Chu Xia looked at Ying Tongtian's frown and said softly.
Ying Tongtian nodded slowly and hid the winning lottery ticket that he had brought with him through time.
I didn’t know if I would have a chance to go back and receive the award. Ying Tongtian burst into tears.
Standing up, he followed Chu Xia through the corridor of the palace and came to a gorgeous bathroom.
Ying Tongtian took off his clothes and slowly walked into the bath. He felt a comfortable warmth wrap around his whole body and began to wash himself carefully.
Chu Xia respectfully handed over the towel and combed his long hair.
After washing up, Ying Tongtian put on a gorgeous young master's clothes. The robe was large and comfortable, and the fabric was fine and soft.
He looked at himself in the mirror and couldn't help but marvel at the appearance and temperament of this ancient young master Ying Tongtian.
The spirit is as rich as jade, the instrument is majestic, and a pair of deep eyes are shining with bright light, revealing intelligence and wit.
The figure is tall and straight, standing as tall as a mountain, with smooth and elegant lines.
The shoulders are broad and strong, as if they can hold up the sky, while the waist is flexible and flexible.
Gentle and elegant, calm yet confident, what a handsome young man, the best young man in troubled times!
I love this look! On par with me!
"Sir, you look much more energetic now." Chu Xia stood aside and said with a smile.
"Thank you." Ying Tongtian nodded slightly, feeling very warm about Chu Xia's careful care.
At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the palace door.
A group of tall soldiers wearing armor suddenly appeared at the door. They walked in uniform steps, carrying a heavy sense of oppression.
Ying Tongtian frowned and looked at the appearance of these soldiers, wondering what was going on.
"Young Master, Your Majesty declares your presence." A guard walked up to Ying Tongtian and bowed.
"Father, please declare me an audience?" Ying Tongtian felt a little confused.
In his memory, he was just an ordinary young master, and Ying Zheng didn't pay much attention to him.
"Yes, sir." The guard replied, "Master, please follow me."
Ying Tongtian took a deep breath, followed the guards out of the palace, walked through the corridor, and walked towards the main hall of the palace.
In the corridor, Ying Tongtian saw many palace officials and maids.
They saluted him respectfully and he smiled back.
"Master, please come in." Outside the hall, the guards stopped.
Ying Tongtian stepped into the hall and immediately felt a solemn and majestic atmosphere.
There are various gorgeous decorations in the hall. The throne of King Qin shines in the center, surrounded by his courtiers and guards.
They all maintained a solemn silence, only the person on the throne occasionally coughed, breaking the quiet atmosphere.
"Your Majesty, the twelfth young master has arrived." The courtier reported in a low voice.
The man on the throne raised his head, his eyes were sharp and deep, as if he could penetrate everything.
He nodded slightly, put down the memorial in his hand, turned to Ying Tongtian, and looked at his son with those deep eyes.
The eyes of this iron-blooded King of Qin were filled with unknown colors at this time.
"My son, I bow to my father." Ying Tongtian knelt in front of Ying Zheng, lowered his head and kowtowed.
Oops!
This is my cheap old man, King Yingzheng of Qin, the emperor of the ages!
"Get up." Ying Zheng waved his hand, signaling Ying Tongtian to get up.
"What's the important thing for your father to summon your son?" Ying Tongtian stood up obediently and looked at Ying Zheng in confusion.
"Tongtian, do you still remember the incident with He Shibi?" Ying Zheng looked at Ying Tongtian and asked slowly.
"I know that I was wrong. I touched He's Bi without my father's permission. I ask my father to punish me."
Ying Tongtian realized something in his heart and immediately knelt down.
"Do you still remember what happened when you touched He's Bi?"
"My son, I don't remember."
"Then do you know what happened to He Shibi after you fell into coma?" Ying Zheng continued to ask.
"Although I usually don't pay much attention to your brothers' affairs, I know a lot about you."
"Among you brothers, you have always been the most stable one since you were a child. Why are you so reckless this time? This is not like you at all." Ying Zheng asked doubtfully.
"I don't know, but the moment I saw He's Bi, I subconsciously wanted to touch it, as if it was calling me." Ying Tongtian replied helplessly and blankly.
After all, the current Ying Tongtian is no longer the original Ying Tongtian!
He really didn't know under what premise the original owner was so impulsive to steal Ying Zheng's Heshi Bi!
This is truly a big deal!
It was actually his fused memory, but this part was not there! What a hell!
"Calling? It seems that He Shibi is destined to be with you. Since you don't know about it, that's all."
"If you feel unwell or have anything to say, you must tell your father in time."
Ying Zheng's eyes were fixed on Ying Tongtian, as if he could see through his heart, with an unspeakable depth in his eyes, like an abyss.
"Father, the child is fine. Thank you very much for your concern."
When Ying Tongtian heard Ying Zheng's concern, a warm current surged in his heart, he bowed slightly and replied respectfully.
"Okay, since you are fine, go back and have a good rest."
Ying Tongtian responded by saying he didn't know anything, and Ying Zheng lost interest in talking and waved for him to leave.
"Yes! Father."
"Shadow, follow him and keep an eye on him! Report news at any time."
In the empty hall, Ying Zheng's majestic voice sounded, giving orders to the air.
"Yes! Your Majesty."
In the darkness, a faint voice came out, and then a dim shadow followed Ying Tongtian in the direction he left.
Babel to the sky!
My little Twelve, what secrets are you hiding?
He's Jade has been around for so many years, no matter who touches it, it's okay, and the same goes for me!
And as soon as you touch it, it disappears. As soon as you let go, it appears again. You say you don’t know anything?
It's strange that I believe you!
"Calling, huh, that's interesting. Since you don't tell me, then my father will keep an eye on you."
Ying Zheng stared blankly in the direction of Ying Tongtian's mansion, feeling uneasy inside.
Such a big He's Jade suddenly disappeared in his hands. Although it was only for a short while, it also aroused his infinite desire, as if it was a lead of mysterious power, igniting the desire deep in his heart.
That desire is the pursuit of finding and cultivating immortals, the hope for the elixir of life, and the hope for the eternal hegemony of the dynasty.
The journey of life is too short, but the dreams and ambitions in his heart are as bright as the stars and cannot be fully realized in a short period of time.
Ying Tongtian, who returned to the mansion, had been immersed in his own thoughts and did not notice the shadow that followed him.
