Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 726  Chapter 298: Zhao Feng: How Am I Emperor Qin Shi Huangʼs Son? Iʼm Stunned!

”Did Emperor Qin Shi Huang mistake someone, or what?”

”How could my mother possibly be Emperor Qin Shi Huangʼs childhood sweetheart?”

”How could my mother be Emperor Qin Shi Huangʼs childhood sweetheart? That makes no sense?”

Zhao Feng looked on in shock, his expression frozen in disbelief as never before.

Beside Zhao Feng.

Zhao Ying was also completely dumbfounded.

”Brother.”

”Whatʼs going on?”

”Why do I feel like the First Emperor is looking at Mom?”

”He must be mistaking someone, right?”

Zhao Ying whispered, filled with apprehension.

And Zhao Fengʼs wives were also looking at Zhao Feng in surprise and confusion.

However, they didnʼt say anything.

Their husband didnʼt speak, what could they possibly say?

With Ying Zhengʼs gaze gathering everyoneʼs attention.

Looking at the struggling and anxious Xia Dongʼer.

Ying Zheng spoke again.

”Efang.”

”Step up to the platform.”

”This day.”

”Iʼve been waiting for nearly thirty years.”

”I owe you thirty years, and also owe the children you bore for me twenty-eight years.”

”Now, your Brother Zheng has the strength to protect you.”

”Come.”

Ying Zheng smiled slightly and extended his hand towards Xia Dongʼer.

At this moment.

His gaze remained fixed on Xia Dongʼer, who stood beside Zhao Feng.

At this moment.

Completely certain.

”Mother, could it really be true?”

Zhao Feng turned his head to look at his own mother.

”Yes.”

Xia Dongʼer nodded.

”Fengʼer, Yingʼer.”

”Heʼs your father.” Xia Dongʼer finally spoke.

”How is this possible?”

Zhao Fengʼs expression turned utterly shocked.

”How am I Emperor Qin Shi Huangʼs son?”

”And the Eldest Imperial Son?”

”Efang recorded in the unofficial history is my mother?”

”This joke is too big, isnʼt it?”

”How is this possible?”

Zhao Feng stared at his mother in shock, unable to speak for a long time.

But at this moment!

Led by Wang Jian, some ministers aware of the inside story bowed to Xia Dongʼer.

”Please, Empress, step onto the platform.”

The ministers bowed to Xia Dongʼer.

”Do they all know?”

Looking at Wang Jian, Han Fei, and Li Si.

Those who were unaware.

Like Huai Zhuang and other ministers, all looked on in astonished silence.

With this high call.

Xia Dongʼer eventually fixed her gaze firmly.

”Brother Zheng said that Fengʼer is capable of taking responsibility on his own, and also said his Qin cannot be without Fengʼer.”

”And Fengʼer also wants that power.”

”In that case.”

”Let Fengʼer obtain what should belong to him!”

Xia Dongʼer declared firmly, taking a slow step forward towards the stairs.

As Xia Dongʼer stepped forward.

On the peak of Mount Tai, all eyes converged.

”How could it be him?”

”How could the Eldest Imperial Son be him?”

”If itʼs him, would that position still be possible?”

”He can survive on the battlefield, can I really defeat him?” Hu Hai gazed bloodshot at Zhao Feng, filled with unwillingness.

If it were someone else.

Perhaps Hu Hai would have another thought, but seeing Zhao Feng, Zhao Feng was his elder brother, the elder brother of all the princes.

A fear arose inexplicably in Hu Haiʼs heart.

The name Zhao Feng, the name God of Slaughter.

Who among Zhao Fengʼs enemies isnʼt afraid?

He, a pampered prince, standing before Zhao Feng, felt an unspeakable fear, let alone daring to move against Zhao Feng.

At this moment.

Hu Haiʼs heart was also in a panic.

”No wonder.”

”No wonder Father shows such favor to Lord Wuʼan, turns out heʼs our elder brother, no wonder Father wishes for his prestige to spread across the land, even supporting him with a Royal Edict, all because heʼs Fatherʼs son, the Eldest Son.”

”Perhaps from the moment he showed his talent, when Father knew his identity, Father had already decided his position.”

”Father let me and the eighteenth brother attend court, all to pave the way for him, to shift all attention away from him.”

”Father…, youʼre truly a master tactician.”

Fusu completely understood at that moment.

Recalling the reasons and consequences of his attendance at court, Fusu understood completely.

Why did Wang Jian suddenly oppose him at first, changing his usual stance of offending no one.

Why did his father show such favor to Zhao Feng, granting him privileges no minister could have.

Everything became clear.

”We are finished.”

Huai Zhuang looked towards the place Zhao Fengʼs figure stood, his old eyes filled with despair.

Now Zhao Fengʼs identity has been announced, but once Zhao Feng becomes the Crown Prince of Qin, the Crown Prince, all those who targeted Zhao Feng previously would have no good end.

Not just him.

Chunyu Yueʼs face also turned pale, as did many prominent Confucians in the court.

If Zhao Feng becomes the Crown Prince, he follows military strategistsʼ path, where would he use Confucianism?

Theyʼre finished too.

”How could Zhao Feng be the Eldest Imperial Son?”

”How could it be?”

Chunyu Yue widened his eyes, filled with disbelief.

Among the almost all complex, shocked gazes.

Xia Dongʼer had reached the steps below the sacrificial platform.

”Efang.”

”Come up.”

As Xia Dongʼer approached, Ying Zheng called gently.

At this moment.

Everyone was astonished by the First Emperorʼs attitude towards the woman in front.

This was a gentleness never seen, a friendship never felt.

To anyone else, the First Emperor was always majestic, always above all, inviolable.

But today.

The First Emperor seemed to return to the time when he was young, together with his beloved.

Years of friendship, years of longing, years of guilt, today everything was displayed by Ying Zheng in his gaze.

Under Ying Zhengʼs gaze, under the gaze of countless civil and military ministers on the peak of Mount Tai.