Chapter 615: Prince Fusu visits, seeking Ying Zheng

"Your Majesty, Young Master Prince Fusu is here."

Eunuch Zhuo's voice sounded outside the door.

After hearing the report, Ying Zheng stopped his voice.

"Let him in."

Not long after, Prince Fusu's figure appeared in front of Ying Zheng's sleeping quarters.

"Father Emperor."

Just as he walked in, Prince Fusu bowed respectfully.

"Enough, there are no outsiders, so these polite formalities can be omitted."

Ying Zheng waved his hand, signaling Prince Fusu to be more casual.

Prince Fusu's bowing movement stiffened slightly.

"Father Emperor, etiquette cannot be abandoned."

"A son must have the rules of a son, and a subject must have the rules of a subject."

Prince Fusu said.

Ying Zheng frowned, and a look of impatience appeared on his face.

The age gap between his three sons was actually not large.

The most outstanding eldest imperial son.

Being able to receive his favor was not just because of his excellence.

Sometimes Ying Zheng also hoped to enjoy the fatherly kindness and filial piety of an ordinary family.

But these three sons, some feared him, dreaded him.

Although they hid it well, how could Ying Zheng not feel it?

Only that eldest son could calmly accept everything about him.

Whether it was the majestic Emperor or the father who was occasionally willing to indulge them.

He would not be like Prince Fusu, who insisted on involving etiquette in a simple matter.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Han beside him sighed slightly.

Sometimes he also did not quite understand why, among His Majesty's three sons, only Young Master Prince Fusu was taught to be so rigid.

If Young Master Prince Fusu had followed His Majesty's words, I am afraid His Majesty would not have such a headache.

"You came over, what is the matter?"

Ying Zheng could not be bothered to argue with Prince Fusu about whether this was inappropriate.

Instead, he asked directly.

"Father Emperor, do you still remember the incident where your son was attacked?"

Prince Fusu raised his head and looked at Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng nodded slightly, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

This meant that he had already thought of that incident.

"Back then, it wasn't just your son who was poisoned; Zhang Liang was also poisoned, and his poison was even deeper than mine."

"Father Emperor, back then, if Zhang Liang hadn't followed by my side, I am afraid your son would have already died at the hands of that group of men in black."

Prince Fusu said.

Ying Zheng thought of the incident back then, and his eyes turned cold instantly.

Regarding that incident, he had not yet found the true culprit behind it.

But after Feng Quji was thrown into prison, he understood the whole thing.

That group of men in black were all sent out by Feng Quji.

The purpose was to eliminate Prince Fusu and support Hu Hai to sit in his position.

"Father Emperor, although the poison in your son's body has been reduced, Zhang Liang is still suffering from the erosion of this poison every day."

"Your son... your son..."

Speaking to the end, Prince Fusu was speechless for a moment.

He did not know how to ask his Father Emperor for help.

Looking at the conflicted expression on Prince Fusu's face, Ying Zheng immediately understood what Prince Fusu was thinking.

"Are you asking if I still have that elixir from back then in my hands?"

Ying Zheng hit the nail on the head, directly exposing the question Prince Fusu wanted to ask.

A slight redness appeared on Prince Fusu's face.

After hesitating for a while, he nodded.

"Father Emperor told your son back then that this elixir was given by the Ghost."

"Your son wants to... ask if we can ask the Ghost for another one?"

Actually, when these words were spoken, Prince Fusu himself felt a bit embarrassed.

After all, from the effect of that elixir, one could see the preciousness of this elixir.

The entire Great Qin imperial palace was helpless against the poison in his body.

Yet that elixir completely neutralized the poison in his body.

After Prince Fusu finished speaking, Ying Zheng hesitated for quite a while.

Since he took the elixir back then and his body was eroded by the elixir,

the Ghost gave him a new batch of elixirs, and this batch of elixirs allowed his already dilapidated body to slowly recover.

From that time on, Ying Zheng had already realized that these elixirs in the Ghost's hands were not mortal grade.

Clearly, he was the Emperor of Great Qin, the master of the entire Great Qin.

Yet he did not have this kind of elixir from the Ghost in his hands.

Back then, Ying Zheng had originally intended to completely kill the alchemist Xu Fu who offered the elixir.

But thinking that the elixir in the Ghost's hands had such curative effects, I am afraid he possessed a precious prescription.

And the refining of this kind of elixir was extremely complicated; only these alchemists could possibly refine it.

Xu Fu seemed to know this point as well; under his bitter pleading, Ying Zheng could only temporarily imprison him in the imperial palace.

Ying Zheng had originally hoped that Xu Fu could refine the kind of elixir the Ghost gave.

But he did not expect that the alchemist had studied it for a long time, yet still had no progress.

Truly a piece of trash.

This made Ying Zheng's regard for the elixir given by the Ghost rise another level.

The second type of elixir given by the Ghost was to neutralize the poison on Prince Fusu.

Actually, when he received that elixir, Ying Zheng's heart had already trusted the Ghost.

He knew that the poison the entire Great Qin was helpless against could definitely be neutralized. ===== CHAPTER 617 =====