I'm a cannon fodder, but I'm actually a heartthrob

Shen Zhaoan had never mentioned anything about the Northern Kingdom to Rong Jin, and Rong Jin didn't dare to ask, so he could only occasionally see Shen Susheng pretending to mention it casually.

Shen Susheng said: "General Lu and his men have already rushed over there, Rongrong doesn't need to worry too much."

Rong Jin nodded.

"Do you have time? Do you want to take Xiaowu back?"

Rong Jin felt that Xiaowu was Shen Susheng's cat, and Shen Susheng must miss it very much.

Shen Susheng said apologetically, "Please Rongrong take care of Xiaowu for another two days. I have too many things to do recently and I'm afraid I can't spare the time."

When Shen Susheng said this, Rong Jin also remembered something.

Shen Susheng should be busy scheming for power and usurping the throne now, so he really doesn't have much time.

He held the orange cat in his arms and decided to keep it for himself first.

After meeting Shen Susheng, Rong Jin met Pei Zhuxing again.

This time Rong Jin brought people with him, so he was not afraid of Pei Zhuxing forcing him to kiss him, and he was very confident.

Pei Zhuxing was in a hurry, as if he had something important to do.

Rong Jin deliberately asked someone to stop him, "Pei Zhuxing, my hair is messy, come and fix it for me."

After Pei Zhuxing saw Rong clearly, his expression softened and he said in a gentle voice, "I'm sorry, Rongrong, I have something to do. Can I come to help Rongrong later in the evening?"

Rong Jin would certainly not agree: "Right now, what can compare to me?"

Pei Zhuxing thought about it and felt that what Rong Jin said was right.

In his opinion, no important matter is more important than Rong Jin. Rong Jin is the most important.

Pei Zhu walked behind Rong Jin and tidied up Rong Jin's hair.

During the sorting process, Rong Jin was shaking restlessly, and Pei Zhuxing said helplessly: "Rongrong, don't move."

Rong Jin is not listening and is still wandering around.

Pei Zhuxing pinched the back of Rong Jin's neck. Rong Jin angrily slapped his hand away and was about to make a fuss about it, but Pei Zhuxing...

After so many days, Rong Jin had already returned to his original state, but when Pei Zhuxing touched him, he recalled the scene of being bullied.

He trembled all over and dared not move anymore.

Especially since there were many of Shen Zhaoan's spies in the palace, he was not sure whether Shen Zhaoan would know about that scene.

If Shen Zhaoan knew...

Rong Jin simply dared not even think about it.

He also realized that he was now too close to Pei Zhuxing, which should have seemed very intimate to outsiders.

Rong Jin's eyes darkened and he regretted not thinking it through.

Although his hair could be done quickly, Pei Zhuxing kept putting it off.

Rong Jin urged, "Pei Zhuxing, hurry up! Are your hands useless? You are so slow even when fixing your hair."

Pei Zhuxing fixed his hair slowly under Rong Jin's urging, touched it with his hand, and raised the corners of his lips: "Okay, Rongrong, goodbye."

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Rong Jin is happy.

"Humph, goodbye."

He doesn't want to come see the protagonist again until the mission is completed.

Pei Zhuxing took a long time to arrive. Shen Susheng asked impatiently, "Why are you so slow? Is your leg disabled?"

Pei Zhuxing was in a good mood and didn't care about Shen Susheng's choking words. "Let's go."

Shen Susheng glanced at him, and suddenly realized that Rong would pass by the road he was taking today.

Shen Susheng twisted his fingers lightly, and his eyes darkened for a moment.

It's okay, the plan has already been implemented and everything will be fine soon.

……

At the end of October, there was a snowfall in Dasheng.

The war at the border was still going on, and the imperial court was in a state of panic because of the enemy invasion, fearing that the enemy would reach the capital in the next second.

Shen Zhaoan still didn't care about the matter and didn't care about the invasion of the Northern Sai Kingdom.

One night, Rong Jin asked him, "Your Majesty, aren't you worried that the Northern Sai Kingdom will invade?"

Shen Zhaoan pinched Rong Jin's earlobe and said lazily, "What's there to worry about? The Dasheng has been corrupt for a long time. Sooner or later..."

He didn't say the rest.

Rong Jin asked again: "Your Majesty, don't you like Dasheng?"

Rong Jin has been with Shen Zhaoan for such a long time, but he still doesn't quite understand Shen Zhaoan.

Shen Zhaoan was not as incompetent as the rumors said. He just didn't care about anything. He didn't bother to take care of big or small matters. It seemed that he didn't care at all whether he could keep his throne or whether the Great Sheng could be preserved.

"I don't like it." Shen Zhaoan gave Rong Jin an accurate answer abnormally.

If it were in the past, Shen Zhaoan would never let Rong Jin know those dirty things, but now Dasheng is in turmoil and it is time for him to explain everything to Rong Jin.

"Let me tell you a story. My mother was the queen, and I was born as a legitimate prince, also the crown prince."

So Shen Zhaoan grew up in a greenhouse at first, until...

"When I was ten years old, my mother died suddenly."

From then on, the greenhouse disappeared, replaced by severe cold.

The young Shen Zhaoan could sense that his mother's death was not an accident. Even a child could think of that, but the emperor directly announced to the public that it was an accident and quickly appointed a new queen.

Shen Zhaoan did not believe the emperor's story about the accident and obsessively investigated the cause of the queen's death.

From the time he was ten to fifteen years old, the truth behind the queen's death was never revealed, and there were fewer concubines in the palace.

Shen Zhaoan discovered that those concubines who died unexpectedly all had children, and their sudden death was very similar to that of the queen.

Finally, at the age of sixteen, Shen Zhaoan found the truth.

Since which generation, in order to train an excellent crown prince, the emperor would secretly execute the biological mothers of the princes when they were around ten years old.

The reason is simple, the crown prince cannot have any weaknesses.

In a few years, let them kill each other, like raising poisonous insects, and trap a group of princes in the imperial city. The one who survives to the end will be the winner.

Because Shen Zhaoan discovered this secret, he was thrown into the wilderness by the emperor.

When they returned to the capital two years later, there were only three princes left. Shen Zhaoan became the final winner with his ruthless means and killed the emperor himself to avenge his mother.

That winter, the wind was bitingly cold.

Shen Zhaoan walked towards the emperor step by step, with the knife at his neck.

The emperor laughed madly and said, "Hahahaha, Zhaoan, you said you didn't agree with my training method and that you would never become a cold-blooded person like me, but you see, my method worked, didn't it?"

The emperor looked up at the sky, muttering, "It's all fate, it's a curse, there's no escape from it... a curse."

The emperor hit the blade hard and blood splattered on Shen Zhaoan's face.

The world was dyed red. Shen Zhaoan ascended the throne numbly and looked at the prosperous country.

He had vowed that he would never become like his father.

However, in the end, he found that he had become his father, and cold-bloodedness seemed to be engraved in the blood of the Shen family.

Except for Shen Susheng, who was born and raised outside, there is no one else from the previous emperor's generation.

By the time of Shen Zhaoan's generation, there was not even a single person.

"Rongrong, my blood is very dirty, Dasheng is also dirty, destruction is inevitable." Shen Zhaoan murmured.

How can a cold-blooded and ruthless emperor support such a vast empire for long?

So Shen Zhaoan watched Dasheng go towards destruction step by step, indifferent.

"Rongrong, wait a few more days and I'll take you away from here, okay?"

Shen Zhaoan held Rong Jin's hand.

The moment he saw Rong Jin on the platform, he knew that he liked Rong Jin, and his cold blood seemed to have a little more warmth.

He would hold Rong Jin's hand tightly and never let go.