After the death of the host: the tyrant cried red eyes

Lu Zhong wanted to explain, but Xiao Yi just kept talking: "Last time I trusted her, I became a cripple."

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhong shut up and dared not say anything more.

The strength in his hands gradually increased, and the fragile teacup finally shattered, the fragments cutting his skin, and when he let go, his palm was covered in blood.

Seeing this, Lu Zhong became even more panicked and said anxiously, "I will go and call the imperial physician!"

"No need."

Xiao Yi shouted coldly, lowered his head to examine his bleeding hand, and felt a sharp pain spreading.

It hurts, that's okay.

Only pain can make people remember.

Whenever I recall this heart-wrenching pain, I know it is unforgivable.

She said that everything was forced by Xiao Qian.

She said that she disappeared on her wedding night just to avoid Xiao Qian's murderous clutches.

She said she never wanted to hurt him...

The whole city says.

Three years later, she still regarded him as a puppet.

Xiao Yi laughed softly, but there was no warmth in his eyes. Paranoia and resentment were intertwined into a web in his eyes, which was impenetrable.

Blood dripped down and bloody flowers bloomed.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally broke free from the suffocating mood, but Lu Zhong was still kneeling beside him, not daring to move.

"Get ready tomorrow and go to the dungeon."

He whispered the order and was met with Lu Zhong's surprised gaze.

"Go down. You should know the situation in the dungeon..."

Lu Zhong's eyes were wide open, as if looking for a definite answer.

"Ah."

Xiao Yi nodded slightly, his eyes gradually became sharp, and he sneered and said: "Of course the Queen doesn't know--"

"Xiao Qian...is still alive in this world."

For some reason, Shen Bingning tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep last night.

I woke up this morning feeling uncomfortable all over.

But these were all minor matters, as she had more important things to do today.

"My lady, are you really going to do it?"

Looking at Shen Bingning who was choosing among various fruits and vegetables, Lu Zhong felt worried and advised, "The emperor has always been picky about taste. Even the meals prepared by the imperial chef are often rejected..."

"Don't worry, I have my own way."

Shen Bingning blinked confidently, turned around and started washing the vegetables.

"That's...ok."

Although Lu Zhong was skeptical, he did not force it and silently accompanied Shen Bingning to wash the vegetables.

Shen Bingning's cooking movements were neat and tidy. Soon, smoke rose from the kitchen and aroma wafted from the pot. Shen Bingning put the dishes on a plate and turned to say, "Lu Zhong, it's a bit cold today. Go inside and get me a shawl."

"Ok."

Lu Zhong obediently turned around and left, but suddenly a strange feeling arose in her heart. She hesitated for a moment, and finally turned back to see what was going on.

Shen Bingning was seen packing dishes into food boxes, looking very focused and did not notice her return.

It seems that I am worrying too much.

Lu Zhong breathed a sigh of relief and was about to leave, but he found that Shen Bingning seemed to be looking for something and took out a piece of oil paper and unfolded it.

No, no, right?

Lu Zhong opened his eyes wide in surprise, his hands clenched into fists involuntarily, and he stared at the hand holding the oil paper.

Under her anxious gaze, Shen Bingning finally took action and sprinkled all the powder into the dish.

Seeing this, Lu Zhong didn't dare to stay for long and returned to Shen Bingning.

Shen Bingning was completely unaware and handed the food box to Lu Zhong, saying, "Lu Zhong, take this dish first. I'll be there soon."

Slight change in complexion:

"Mother, this..."

"Why don't you go quickly?"

"Yes……"

Lu Zhong pursed her lips, said nothing more and left in a hurry.

Along the way, she walked with an unusually heavy voice. The queen shouldn't be such an impulsive person, but it looked unusual for her to take something, and she deliberately sent her away.

Before he could think clearly, he had already arrived outside the palace. After announcing, Lu Zhong walked into the hall, placed the food box on the table, and whispered, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty...I prepared lunch especially for you today."

Xiao Yi, who was reviewing documents at his desk, looked up when he heard the words and carefully scanned every dish on the table. The aroma was fragrant, and they were all the flavors he liked in the past.

Is it because you know that you have been perfunctory, so you come to apologize now?

Thinking of this, he smiled and walked towards the table: "Where is the queen?"

Lu Zhong gritted his teeth:

"The queen...instructed the servants to come and prepare things first, and will be here soon."

"Ah."

Xiao Yi nodded slightly, picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick up the ribs, when he suddenly saw Lu Zhong's panicked and hesitant look as if he had something to hide:

"What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty, spare your life!"

Lu Zhong's face turned pale, and he knelt on the ground, his body trembling. "Today, the queen finished cooking and sent me away. I returned quietly with doubts in my heart, and I saw her sprinkle unknown powder into the dishes..."

Lu Zhong's voice became thinner and thinner, and Xiao Yi's smile faded away. His face froze into frost, and he asked in a deep voice, "Are you serious?"

Lu Zhong kowtowed repeatedly:

"I am willing to guarantee with my life that every word I say is true!"

The trembling words were like thunder in his ears. Xiao Yi's body swayed slightly, his eyes were deep and revealing a bit of fragility, and his knuckles turned white from clenching his fists.

"Perhaps, the queen has her own difficulties..."

Lu Zhong wanted to defend Shen Bingning, but swallowed the words back when they came to his lips.

This is the fact, why say more?

"Huh! Shen Bingning, are you so impatient?"

A low sarcasm spilled from Xiao Yi's lips, which seemed to be mocking Shen Bingning's recklessness, but also seemed to be mocking himself.

Thinking back to the attack that had severely injured him, it had taken three years to prepare. How could he have expected that she would be so impatient and act rashly as soon as she returned?

Did you realize your own suspicion?

Or was he determined from the beginning to perish along with his enemy just to take revenge on Xiao Qian?

As he thought of this, his black eyes gradually turned red, like a burning flame that wanted to burn everything to ashes.

Lu Zhong felt the strong murderous aura emanating from the emperor, lowered his head even more, and asked timidly: "Your Majesty, do these dishes need to be processed?"

"No need."

Xiao Yi waved his hand to stop her, his face hard and cold: "Let her see what she wants to see clearly."

"...obey the order."

Shen Bingning fixed her makeup, changed her clothes that were stained with oil smoke and walked into the hall, but found that the originally bustling hall was unusually empty and the atmosphere was so heavy that it was suffocating.

"emperor?"

Shen Bingning called out tentatively and walked into the hall, only to see Xiao Yi sitting silently at the table and Lu Zhong with his head lowered like a sculpture.

Glancing at the untouched dishes on the table, Shen Bingning was slightly surprised:

"Why hasn't the emperor eaten yet?"

Xiao Yi finally reacted after hearing this. He stared at her deeply for a while, then a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He whispered, "Of course, I'm waiting for the Queen to have lunch together."

"wait for me?"

Shen Bingning was even more surprised.

When did Xiao Qian become so considerate that he even waited for her for lunch?

Putting aside the doubts in her heart, Shen Bingning sat down beside him and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, there is no need to wait for me. I will feel bad if you starve your body."

Xiao Yi listened to her false concern and felt only irony. The slightly cold dishes on the table were just like his heart which had long since cooled down and no longer had any warmth.