The Ninth Prince suddenly fainted on the road. The imperial doctor said that he was suffering from dementia and would never wake up in this life. Five days later, Ying Zheng came to visit me in person. I was chewing on the roast chicken that the palace maid had hidden, and my mouth was full of oil. He froze at the door: "You... Are pretending?" I swallowed the roasted chicken: "Father, don't worry, please sit down first and listen to me tell you something bigger than pretending to be sick - Zhao Gao is selling your throne behind your back." Ying Zheng's hand shook: "Come here! Call Zhao Gao!"
