The Crown Prince I’m Raising Has Turned Evil

In fact, the slave girl already believed it, not because of the jade, but what Xie Linlang said before.

She said that everything she has done so far has been for the people. These people are not only the people of Qin, but also the people and slaves of Ze!

She has never heard anyone say that. Generally speaking, whether officials or talents from various countries, they only want to work hard for their own country, because those who are not from my race must have different aspirations.

Only Xie Linlang can say with a clear conscience that she is working hard for the people of the world! Only she has such a big heart, only she has such courage, and only she can do what she says!

The female slave suddenly knelt down on the ground and shed tears. She was originally desperate and suddenly overjoyed, but at the same time she felt flustered...

She finally met, met the owner of the legendary "Holy Land", and met hope, but could this person in front of her really be her salvation?

Seeing her crying, Xie Linlang suddenly panicked!

Although she is cunning, she hates seeing girls cry.

She squatted down, took out her handkerchief and handed it over.

After the slave girl took it, she held it in her hand for no use. She just looked at her and asked with a choked voice.

"Is the water in Xiangcheng really all sugar water?" She didn't really believe it, but she thought it was true, and now, she could finally ask herself.

After hearing this, Xie Linlang chuckled.

"If you are willing, I will take you to have a taste."

She said, wiping away the other person's tears with her fingers, and asked softly.

"Can I know your name now?"

The slave girl blinked her tearful eyes gently, and finally said in a low voice.

"My name is Keya."

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On the other side, before the dinner officially started, Qin Jue met Chang Qiyin who was ordered to visit him.

Because he was attending the banquet, Chang Qiyin wore a dark gold prince uniform and looked much better.

Accompanied by the palace attendant, he looked normal and not as nervous as when he faced Xie Linlang.

Qin Jue was originally writing something, but when he heard the fifth prince asking to see him, he let him in directly.

Amidst the sounds of people kowtowing, Qin Jue sat in front of the table and looked at Chang Qiyin.

I saw him sitting in a wheelchair. Although he was over twenty, he had a very small baby face.

If it weren't for Linlang's speculation, others would never have thought that the man in front of them would be the manipulating the black hand. After all, he looked so weak and harmless.

They are also good at checking people's hearts. Almost as soon as they meet, they can find familiar shadows in each other.

But soon Chang Qiyin began to think sarcastically that he was the one who had been entrusted. There was no trace of familiarity. The other party was the emperor of Qin, holding real power and having sound limbs.

And he is just a useless prince.

Thinking of this, a cold light appeared in his eyes, but a pure smile appeared on his face.

"I pay my respects to the King of Qin. I am sorry that I cannot salute you because my legs and feet are inconvenient."

Qin Jue looked at his smile and for a moment seemed to see his former self.

There was almost no need to confirm anything, and he knew that Linlang's inference was correct. The person in front of him, even if he was not the mastermind behind the scenes, was by no means an ordinary character.

With a cold face, he spared everyone the courtesy, and then said to Chang Qiyin.

"The fifth prince doesn't need to be polite. Mr. Ze Guo said that the fifth prince is good at chess. It's still early before the dinner. Why don't the fifth prince talk to me about a game first?"

Chang Qiyin naturally would not refuse. After that, he asked the palace attendants sent by the emperor to retreat first on the grounds that he needed to be quiet while playing chess.

Qin Jue also waved back, and the elegant room in the study suddenly became quiet. The chessboard was set aside, but Qin Jue did not sit down.

Chang Qiyin rolled his wheelchair and sat down on one side of the chessboard, then looked at Qin Jue with some confusion.

"Why don't you, Mr. Qin, sit down? Didn't you say... you want to play chess?"

When Qin Jue heard this, his clothes moved and he sat down opposite Chang Qiyin.

Seeing that Qi Yin took out the handkerchief and seemed to want to pick up the chess pieces through the handkerchief, Qin Jue didn't move and said directly.

"I have more important things than playing chess. I want to make a deal with the fifth prince."

Chang Qiyin raised his head with a puzzled expression.

"Trading with the minister? Your Majesty may have forgotten that the foreign minister is just a cripple and can't do anything!"

He looked at Qin Jue with a very innocent look, and when he said this, he patted his shrunken legs.

Qin Jue lowered his eyes and said cautiously.

"I would like to send 300,000 troops to help the third prince of Ze Kingdom quell the chaos and ascend to the throne."

As soon as he said these words, the pure smile on Chang Qiyin's face froze a little bit, and he paused in patting his legs. Finally, he put his hands on his knees and tilted his head to ask.

"Why help him?"

Qin Jue said lightly, "Because Chang Qiyu promised that once he succeeds, he will cede Xiaocheng, Xuncheng, and Luocheng in Zeguo to me."

Chang Qiyin suddenly laughed.

"Your Majesty lied. Brother Three Emperors was defeated miserably at the hands of the Qin Dynasty. If the people of the Qin Dynasty helped him become emperor in the end, what would others think? Others would question whether his defeat was premeditated, and would accuse him of collaborating with the enemy and treason.

If the Third Emperor Brother really wanted to be the emperor, how could he dare to let himself be charged with such a crime? "

Qin Jue shook his head, "If a person is pushed to the extreme, what can't he do in order to survive? If Zeguo is really in irreparable chaos, let alone the three cities, even half of Zeguo, as long as I want it, he can It has to be exchanged!"

Only then did the smile on Chang Qiyin's face disappear.

Yes, people are selfish. No matter how upright and upright Chang Qiyu usually behaves, in a life-or-death situation, who knows what he will choose?

Chang Qiyin pondered for a moment, raised his eyes to look at Qin Jue, and smiled again.

"Your Majesty will summon your ministers. There must be room for change in this matter. I wonder what your Majesty will do to prevent your Majesty from interfering in Zeguo's affairs?"

When he said this, it was equivalent to admitting that he was the person behind the secret fight with Chang Qi Yu.

Qin Jue narrowed his eyes and said decisively.

"I want the Witch King's Poison Sutra."

Chang Qiyin raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, "The Witch King's Poison Sutra?"

You must know that if Emperor Qin has prepared a large army to guard the border and agrees to join forces with Chang Qiyu, then once Chang Qiyu is pushed to the extreme by him, Chang Qiyu may really take half of Zeguo in order to survive. Instead, Emperor Qin came to his aid.

The benefits of this can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye. He originally thought that Emperor Qin would let him give a higher price than Chang Qiyu. Who knew that Emperor Qin was willing to give up this opportunity for expansion? Own.

"That's right, the Witch King's Poison Sutra."

In order to be sure, Qin Jue said seriously, "Is Su Ding your subordinate? If so, then you should know which poison book I want."