Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 382: Chapter 170: Ying Zheng’s Excitement!!

Ying Zheng’s hand trembled as he reached out to caress the portrait, a kind of longing not befitting a king reflected in his eyes.

Twenty-one years.

He had found her.

He finally found her.

Originally, he thought his most beloved woman had gone to the Zhao state, far away from Qin.

To find her, Ying Zheng did not hesitate to go to Handan immediately after its capture, hoping to find her.

"Who would have thought..."

"You never left Qin, Shaqiu, what a place Shaqiu County is."

"Hahaha."

After the longing passed.

Ying Zheng couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

For the first time.

Ying Zheng laughed with immense joy and happiness.

A portrait.

Ying Zheng felt relieved.

A portrait.

Ying Zheng also understood why his father-in-law never returned to Xianyang and chose to travel instead.

"Father-in-law."

"It seems that while you were in Xianyang, you discovered something, so you followed Zhao Feng to Shaqiu. After that, there must have been some hidden reason you didn’t return to Xianyang."

"Were you afraid I would find out, afraid that Efang would once again be in danger?"

"I understand everything you thought of."

Thinking of Xia Wuqie, thinking about how he only sent Zhao Feng back with a letter before leaving, Ying Zheng’s heart was as clear as a bright mirror, completely understanding.

"Minister, congratulations, Great King."

Seeing Ying Zheng’s appearance, Dunruo immediately bowed.

Having been a minister for many years, he naturally understood how happy Ying Zheng was at this moment.

"How many people know about the matter of Efang?" Ying Zheng asked in a deep voice.

"A Dark Guard infiltrated at the Zhao Residence at Shaqiu knows, but he only painted a portrait and knows nothing else."

"Loyal and reliable," Dunruo immediately replied.

"I do not wish for this matter to leak," Ying Zheng said solemnly.

"I understand," Dunruo nodded immediately.

"So, Great King..."

"Should we bring Madam back to Xianyang?" Dunruo asked respectfully again.

"If she wanted to come back, she would have returned long ago," Ying Zheng sighed.

"This..." Dunruo’s face changed.

He was also a wise man and naturally understood clearly.

If she wanted to return,

she would have come back by now that Ying Zheng ruled the empire, unlike in the past.

"I must personally visit Shaqiu."

"Do not let anyone know of this," Ying Zheng said solemnly.

"Great King."

"I have something I am not sure if I should say," Dunruo said with hesitation.

"Speak," Ying Zheng waved his hand.

"Twenty-one years."

"All records in the government office are accurate and Madam’s records have no errors. Her husband died in Handan, and the siblings of General Zhao Feng were also recorded in the records."

"This..." Dunruo said anxiously.

The implication was clear.

That Xia Dong’er had already married someone.

Upon hearing this,

if it had been any other suspicious king, they would have erupted in anger, but Ying Zheng’s face bore a smile as he said with unwavering trust, "Perhaps other women would, but Efang would not."

"Zhao Feng is twenty this year, isn’t he?" Ying Zheng smiled slightly, his eyes filled with unprecedented gentleness.

"Yes," Dunruo nodded.

"Twenty-one years, Zhao Feng is twenty."

"Doesn’t this coincide exactly with the time Efang left back then?"

"I do not think that Efang could so quickly find another man and marry after leaving Xianyang."

"I trust her."

For his beloved woman with whom he had shared life and death numerous times, Ying Zheng was very confident and trusting.

Thinking of this.

Thinking of Zhao Feng and his siblings.

Ying Zheng was exceedingly happy in his heart.

"Heaven has eyes."

"Zhao Feng is my son."

"Qin, there is succession."

At this moment.

The smile on Ying Zheng’s face did not fade.

No wonder, when he first met Zhao Feng, he felt a sense of closeness, even when interacting with Zhao Feng he never felt the need to feign dignity; instead, it was more of a relationship between a senior and a junior.

Thinking about how Zhao Feng was his son, Ying Zheng was extremely excited.

Even though he had many children, even the most outstanding in the eyes of the outside world, Fusu could not win Ying Zheng’s favor, because Fusu was too benevolent, lacking the control of a king, unable to govern court ministers, and instead would be governed by them.

If the empire were handed over to him, the consequences would be dire.

Upon seeing Zhao Feng.

Ying Zheng often had the thought that if Zhao Feng were his son, how wonderful it would be.

Although Zhao Feng outwardly displayed great martial prowess, with strong military command and an unbroken record of victories.

Ying Zheng also saw that Zhao Feng was a talent that could be developed, with potential for guidance in governance matters.

Moreover.

Ying Zheng saw in Zhao Feng a reflection of his younger self: confidence, fearlessness.

This is what a king should possess.

And today.

After seeing this portrait.

Ying Zheng’s wish came true.

Zhao Feng was indeed his son.

In his heart, he didn’t even consider it a possibility.

Because he firmly believed his Efang would not find another.

When Dunruo heard Ying Zheng’s words, he was shocked in his heart.

Even though he knew best what feelings the Great King harbored for the Xia Dong’er who left twenty-one years ago, if Xia Dong’er hadn’t left back then, the long-vacant Queen’s position would have been hers, without a doubt, and as the Queen’s son, he would surely be the Crown Prince.

However.

Hearing Ying Zheng say this in person, Dunruo was still taken aback.

Because these words clearly indicated Ying Zheng’s stance.

The significance of the four words, ’successive ruler,’ was just so.

"Great King, do you require the Heibing Plarform to investigate further?"

"After all, this concerns that Madam, and more importantly, the Great King’s offspring."

"The Royal Family’s bloodline cannot be handled carelessly," Dunruo said respectfully.