Quickly wear the host, don't panic, the person hasn't run far yet

Yingwu squatted on the tree and talked to Yingyi seriously.

"Hey, why did you come out? Aren't you in there to protect the prince?"

Ying glanced at his little movements and thought to himself that this kid really never keeps quiet for a moment.

“Maybe we won’t need it in the future.”

As he spoke, Ying Yi folded his arms and leaned against the tree trunk. From a distance, he seemed to have merged with the tree and it was impossible to tell that there was a person there.

Yingyi leaned against the tree trunk and closed his eyes to rest.

Yingwu scratched his head, not quite understanding.

But Yingyi didn't look like he wanted to pay any attention to him.

So I gave up asking.

He looked down at the ant nest he had poked.

The ants were obviously frightened, and large numbers of them were running around frantically.

He touched his chin and cast his gaze towards the dead branches.

I folded a few small ones, hoping to make up for my mistake.

So he squatted on the tree and started to build a nest for the ants.

Ying raised his eyelids and took a look, then shook his head helplessly, turned his head away, and continued to rest with his eyes closed.

Out of sight is pure.

At the same time, let's observe a moment of silence for those poor ants. How could they be so blind as to build their nest on this tree?

----

Emperor Qingyuan stared at his subordinates kneeling on the ground with a gloomy expression.

Chen Quan stood aside with his eyes downcast.

"What do you mean we can't get in touch with each other anymore?"

The subordinate kneeling on the ground swallowed unconsciously.

He said with a trembling voice.

"Since...since that day when we, the subordinates, followed your instructions and asked Doctor Xu to increase the dosage of the medicine, our spies in the Regent's Palace have lost contact with them...

All the people I sent out to investigate have never returned... Now even Doctor Xu is still unsure whether he is dead or alive..."

Looking at Emperor Qingyuan’s increasingly gloomy face.

The subordinate kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. It is my subordinates' incompetence..."

But the subordinates really couldn't get any information, and didn't know what was going on in the Regent's Palace...

I only know that Doctor Xu is afraid that...I am afraid that he is in grave danger..."

Emperor Qingyuan simply picked up the inkstone on the desk and smashed it out.

The subordinate kneeling below didn't dare to dodge and took the blow hard.

In an instant, black ink mixed with red blood flowed down his forehead.

The subordinates kowtowed repeatedly.

"I deserve to die, Your Majesty, please forgive me."

"You are useless trash! You can't even handle a half-dead sickly person.

Is his Regent Palace so airtight? Is it an iron bucket? Can't we get any information out?

What use do I have for you! You are all trash!!"

Emperor Qingyuan stood up in rage and pushed all the memorials on the desk to the ground.

Chen Quan glanced at Emperor Qingyuan, who was so angry that his chest was heaving, and waved his hand to let the people kneeling below go out first.

The man was as if pardoned, and he ran out of the imperial study crawling.

Chen Quan squatted down and picked up the memorials on the ground one by one and put them back on the table.

Emperor Qingyuan sat dejectedly in the chair, as if he had aged ten years in an instant, and the light in his eyes flickered.

After a long time, Emperor Qingyuan's hoarse voice sounded.

"I still remember that my father held my hand tightly and forced me to swear an oath.

Let me never lay a hand on my good brother while I am still alive, or he will curse me to die a miserable death and never be reborn.”

Emperor Qingyuan's voice revealed deep fatigue, and a hint of imperceptible madness.

"Oh, looking at his fierce and anxious look, I just find it funny.

If he knew that his good son had been plotted against by me since he was born, how would he feel? "

Emperor Qingyuan turned his gaze to Chen Quan standing beside him.

"Should I swear this oath?"

Chen Quan lowered his head, seemingly calm on the surface, but his brain was actually working rapidly, wondering how to answer this fatal question.

It seems like no matter what answer I give, it's wrong...

Chen Quan remained calm and spoke in a steady voice.

"Your Majesty, the late emperor is gone, and now you are the emperor."

Upon hearing this, a gleam of light appeared in Emperor Qingyuan's cloudy eyes.

"Yes, I am the emperor now."

"That old guy is already dead. He can no longer threaten me or point fingers at me!"

Emperor Qingyuan spoke the last few words with gritted teeth, as if the hatred had penetrated deep into his bones.

“Hahahaha…never again…”

Emperor Qingyuan suddenly burst into laughter, and his laughter continued to echo in the empty and lonely hall.

He didn't stop until tears came out of the corners of his eyes from laughing.

"Do you know what that old man said to me when he held my hand at the end?"

Chen Quan lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"He told me, 'Your brother won't live long. You should treat this as your father's last wish. Treat him well and let him live out his few remaining days in peace.'

You don’t know how sincere and sad his expression was at that time, as if he was afraid that we would kill each other.”

“That was the first time I saw him give me that kind of expression.

The funny thing is that his amiable expression and earnest words were only shown after I had sworn the oath."

Emperor Qingyuan's face was gloomy and uncertain. He turned his dull eyes towards Chen Quan, as if he was looking at someone through Chen Quan.

"I really hate him so much. From that day on, I counted the days on my fingers every day. There was not a day that I didn't hope he would die sooner."

"But why, he just won't die? Why should a sick person live on? Wouldn't it be better to die earlier and reunite with that dead father?

His father loves him so much, he must miss him so much."

"But why can't we kill him? Why is his life so tough..."

Emperor Qingyuan's expression was full of confusion, as if he really didn't understand.

"Could it be that the biased good father really wanted to protect him even in death?!"

"Why can't I get such favor..."

The hall fell into deathly silence again.

Until a gleam of light flashed in Emperor Qingyuan's chaotic eyes.

"Chen Quan, is he going to have his eighteenth birthday soon?"

A meaningful smile appeared at the corner of Emperor Qingyuan's lips.

"Pass the order down. I want to hold a grand birthday party for the Regent, in accordance with the highest standards and rituals of the Northern Kingdom."

Chen Quan bowed.

"Yes, I will make arrangements now."

----

Looking at the three people opposite, who were moving in unison, with their heads lowered and their noses and faces swollen.

Mu Wanxi understood. No wonder they all hid away after the fight that day.

It turns out that he was afraid of losing face.

None of the three seemed to have suffered any serious injuries, so they seemed to be able to behave themselves.

"What was the final result? Who lost?"

The three listless people looked at each other, pursed their lips and said nothing.