The young boy is probably nine-years-old, somehow familiar to her. "Prince?" Dong Li Hua frowned and stared at him for a long time. He snorted and continued running away from his servants when suddenly, a white tiger showed up behind Dong Li Hua. "Get out of my way!" the young boy arrogantly shouted but Dong Li Hua remained still. She stopped her steps to see a young boy dashing onwards. "Prince, wait!" cries of servants can be heard nearby the open hallway where Dong Li Hua is strolling at. We could have saved them, Yi Ge! You never knew how lonely I was and lived a life without anyone to count on! You left me, your family and Chang'an just for a mere county like Rao? Ridiculous!" Lü Buwei wouldn't be the one I should follow. "You left your family in Qin and surrendered to Zhao, who is the one responsible for their death? Was it me who was f****d to follow Lü Buwei's administrations? Or you who abandoned them for a small land like Rao? If you hadn't left, things would have been different. "Listen well, Yi Ge." Ying Zheng lowered his tone and knelt with one knee in front of Ying Chengjiao. "You executed my family! You killed your sister-in-law! Your nephews and nieces died! Is that how a real brother treats his sibling's family?!" "Yi Ge? You still have the guts to call me your brother?!" Ying Chengjiao fiercely glared at Ying Zheng his gaze full of hatred. The man chained on the wall lifted his head with an expressionless face. Unexpectedly, mixed emotions of anger, disappointment, grief and mockery emerged from his gaze. His dark eyes flickered with the warm torch. " Ying Zheng called out after entering the cell. He finally reached the only cell in that place where a man is chained. The whole place looked ominous, his monotonous steps kept resounded within. The cold stone corridor gave off a freezing temperature and dim lit torches waved with shadows caused by the tongue of flames. Inside the city jail, Ying Zheng alone entered the cell deep underground.
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