The Emperor's uncle loves me! My paranoid wife, don't run away

Inside the compartment of the magnificent building.

Shen Runing did not collapse as Luo Mian had expected.

She just gently placed the paper covered with words on the table, then sat down and poured herself a glass of wine.

The spicy liquid flowed into his throat, and Shen Runing couldn't help but frown.

Most of the people in Kyoto are unaware of the provocation from the Jinlin Kingdom, and the city is still prosperous.

Shen Runing looked at Luo Mian.

She thought a lot.

She would definitely not let down Shen Kuo's revenge. In her previous life, Shen Kuo's heart-wrenching voice at the execution ground had always lingered in her ears.

Shen Kuo, ah Shen Kuo, how many secrets have you hidden?

But, the other party is the emperor and Luo Mian’s biological brother.

The spicy taste lingered in Shen Runing's mouth for a long time.

Luo Mian followed Shen Runing and drank a glass of wine.

Perhaps because he drinks it so often, this little bit of spiciness is nothing to him.

When he met Shen Runing's eyes, he found that her eyes were pitch black, as if the darkness could swallow everything.

"Mian'er..."

"Ning'er..."

The two of them were in sync and spoke in unison.

"I will avenge my brother."

Shen Runing smiled.

The moment he opened his mouth, Luo Mian felt that the beauty in front of him pushed him thousands of miles away.

"In other words, Mian'er, I think I would kill your brother regardless of the consequences."

If it were someone else, he wouldn't dare to say this even if a knife was placed on his neck.

Luo Mian sighed softly.

There was silence between the two.

"Luo Mian..."

Luo Mian interrupted.

"Call me Mian'er."

Shen Runing pursed her lips.

"I'm going to kill your brother."

Then he looked up and observed Luo Mian's expression.

Luo Mian straightened his sleeves.

"Wang Li vomited something."

"Ning'er's method really works."

Shen Runing asked hurriedly: "So who hurt you?"

"Can the person who poisoned us be found?"

"Is there an antidote?"

His face was filled with anxiety, as if he was the one who was poisoned.

Luo Mian held Shen Runing's hand.

He felt how cold her hands were.

"Why don't you speak?"

Luo Mian grinned: "I really like to see Ning'er worrying about me."

Shen Runing's face flushed uncontrollably.

The street downstairs was bustling in the night, with the vendors' cries mixing with the laughter of passers-by.

Luo Mian spoke.

"My strange illness is related to the emperor."

Shen Runing held Luo Mian's hand tightly with his backhand.

Luo Mian could feel that Shen Runing's palms were trembling slightly, conveying the unspeakable shock in her heart.

"You didn't lie to me?"

"How could this be?"

Shen Runing was unwilling to believe it. After all, Luo Mian was the emperor's younger brother. How could he do such a thing?

Luo Mian hugged Shen Runing gently.

"So, stop pushing me away, okay?"

Shen Runing immersed herself in Luo Mian's arms.

It turns out that all my little movements cannot escape his eyes...

……

The farewell banquet was to be held tomorrow, but late at night, Shen Runing was urgently summoned into the palace.

The soldiers on Mo Wen Mountain were under control, but the prince encountered an ambush on his way back.

If Tong Jiasuo had not sent people to protect him secretly, the prince would most likely have died.

The other side didn't have many people, only about twenty, but they were extremely powerful.

Nearly a hundred good generals of Tongjia Lock died tragically, which bought the prince a glimmer of hope.

Shen Runing hurried into the palace accompanied by Luo Mian.

The prince was lying flat on the bed, his face was black but his lips were very white. Shen Runing gave him a rough examination and found only one arrow wound on his chest.

Although it did not harm the heart, the arrow was highly poisonous.

The emperor stood aside, and although he didn't say anything, his eyes betrayed him.

He is anxious, very anxious.

This is the successor he trained!

At this moment, he discovered a loophole in his plan, a huge loophole.

Because he did not come to the throne in a glorious way, he was afraid that the same thing would happen again, so he really only cultivated this one "treasure".

He thought that as an emperor he had tremendous power and could dominate everything, but he was wrong.

Nothing in the world will develop according to someone's will.

He is a man, not a god.

At that moment, he decided to have a few more princes as backup.

Then he looked at Luo Mian.

He said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Could it be that Mian'er is still not satisfied?"

Luo Mian spread his hands.

"Brother, you really think highly of me."

Shen Runing looked at the half-dead prince in front of him and felt murderous.

But on second thought, a hidden dragon should not be used. Now is not the time to have a head-on conflict with the emperor. It would be bad if I end up losing more than I gain.

Tong Jia Ruyan supported the nearly fainted queen and pushed the door open.

"Prince..."

"Prince..."

Tong Jia Ruyan was also wiping her tears and looking at the person on the bed eagerly.

It was the Queen's request that Tong Jiasuo send people to protect the Prince. Ever since the Emperor asked him to go to Mo Wen Mountain to withdraw his troops, the Queen has been always worried.

"Lord Fangyi, Lord Fangyi!"

"You...you must save the prince!"

……

When Luo Mosheng received the news, he felt a darkness before his eyes.

The breeze is gone.

Qingfeng led people to assassinate the prince this time.

All twenty-five people were wiped out, and they had never expected Tong Jiasuo to appear.

"Where is the body?" Luo Mosheng's throat was a little hoarse.

"It was trampled beyond recognition by the horses' hooves."

……

How long has Qingfeng been with him?

It seems that Qingfeng has been by Luo Mosheng's side ever since he could remember.

That was a really long time.

Luo Mosheng still owes Qingfeng something. When he was a child, Luo Mosheng vowed to Qingfeng, who was a few years older than him, that when he became emperor in the future, he would make him the prime minister.

He was rewarded with a thousand acres of fertile land, ten thousand taels of silver, and a large house built for him.

Qingfeng loved to laugh when he was a child, unlike the sullen person he is now when he grows up.

Luo Mosheng slumped on the chaise longue and looked towards the place where Qingfeng often stood.

He shook his head vigorously.

"Breeze."

"Breeze."

"Breeze!"

He didn't believe that Qingfeng was gone.

He hoped that the breeze would rush down from the eaves as it did before after hearing his voice.

When he was a child, Luo Mosheng told Qingfeng that he hated people being late and ignoring him the most.

So from then on, whenever Qingfeng heard Luo Mosheng's voice, he would definitely appear beside Luo Mosheng the first time.

“Qingfeng!!”

Luo Mosheng's voice was a little broken.

But the familiar figure still did not appear.

"alright."

"This time, I allow you to be late once."

"But you must come."

Luo Mosheng was still too stubborn to believe that Qingfeng was dead, and there wasn't even a corpse left.

Suddenly, there were footsteps outside the door.

The doorman came running over.

"Your Highness, His Majesty summons you to the palace."

"Well, I see."

Luo Mosheng slowly stood up and rubbed his eyes.

He paused, looked at the empty spot and said.

"Qingfeng, come with me to the palace."