Quickly wear, the host has evil intentions

Lu Zhian looked at the man with his clothes neatly arranged.

Seeing him staring at him, Duan Ci smiled at him provocatively without fear of death.

Lu Zhian frowned. It looked like the little emperor had just drunk some wine and didn't do anything.

But this is too shameless. He even dares to provoke the killers from their Xingxiu Pavilion.

His eyes turned cold and he didn't do anything, but since he was here, he couldn't just do nothing, so he decided to test the little emperor's strength.

He exerted a little force with his hand, and the wine glass in Duan Ci's hand was broken into two.

Duan Ci blinked and looked at the sword in Lu Zhian's hand again.

The blade of the sword was as thin as a cicada's wing, emitting a cold glow, and had a golden pattern of the Vermillion Bird on it. It was a rare and good sword.

Duan Ci kicked with his long legs, and the table in front of him flew up and hit Lu Zhian.

Lu Zhian chopped the table in half easily without changing his expression. This sword of his was specially made by someone at a high price. It was very hard and could cut iron like mud.

Just now, if he wanted, Duan Ci's wine glass would not be able to block his sword and he would have been killed by the sword.

But after reading the messages from Duan Ci and Jiang Zhi, he changed his mind and no longer wanted to kill the little emperor for the time being.

The table was chopped open, and Duan Ci took advantage of the opportunity to escape through the window.

But just as he reached the window, a cold light flashed and directly cut off most of the window next to him.

He looked at Lu Zhian who was not far from him, and seeing that he could not escape, Duan Ci drew the dagger from his waist and fought with him.

But before he could fight for a few moves, his dagger was cut off by the opponent's sword.

Looking at the useless dagger, Duan Ci decisively threw it towards Lu Zhian and ran away.

Lu Zhian dodged the object that was thrown at him by leaning sideways, then took a few steps forward and caught up with Duan Ci.

He grabbed Duan Ci Mingyun by the scruff of the neck and threw him onto the bed.

Fortunately, the mattress was soft, and Duan Ci was not injured or felt any pain when he was thrown on it.

However, when he put his hand on his neck, it hurt a little. This little assassin was a little rough.

Seeing Lu Zhian walking towards him with a sword in hand, Duan Ci stood up with a somersault and grabbed the quilt and threw it at him.

The quilt was not like the table. After being cut open, the cotton wool inside flew everywhere, directly blocking Lu Zhian's sight. Duan Ci took the opportunity to jump out of the window and leave.

Lu Zhian raised his hand to wave away the cotton wool, walked to the window, looked down, and saw Duan Ci who had landed safely.

Duan Ci also turned around to look at him at this time, with a smug smile on his face. He raised his chin towards him and left with a swagger.

This smug little look is quite cute.

Lu Zhian gently stroked the hilt of the sword with his thumb, silently watching his back as he left.

After Duan Ci returned to the palace, he received a list of names to be confiscated from the regent in the evening.

The above are all people he deliberately revealed who appear to support him but are actually real parasites.

The interests of these people are intertwined and any move would affect them. It would be difficult for a young man like him to touch them.

So he guided Jiang Zhi to help him eliminate those people.

Not only can it fill up the national treasury, but it can also make the Regent offend a lot of people.

But the Regent's spies are still there, so he still has to pretend.

With an angry look on his face, he swept everything on the table to the ground.

Thinking that he still wasn't satisfied, he asked someone to call Lu Zhian to ride with him.

Lu Zhian looked at the man riding the horse recklessly, frowned, and wondered what was going on.

Wasn't he looking pretty good today? I could even provoke him.

For his safety, Lu Zhian followed him closely even though he didn't know what was going on, fearing that something might happen to him.

After riding a few laps, Duan Ci stopped.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

Lu Zhian looked at him with some concern.

Meeting his worried gaze, Duan Ci felt as if all the strength had been drained away.

He got off the horse somewhat discouraged, looking extremely depressed.

"Forget it, my dear Ming, just have a drink with me!"

His appearance made Lu Zhian feel an inexplicable emotion and a little irritated.

He nodded and accompanied him to the Imperial Garden to drink.

Duan Ci waved away all the servants and drank glass after glass of wine.

Lu Zhian accompanied him silently, thinking about going back tonight to find out what had happened to make the little emperor so sad.

Duan Ci picked up the wine glass, raised it towards Lu Zhian, and then drank it all in one gulp.

The same is true for Lu Zhian.

"Your Majesty, is there anything troubling you?"

He asked, his voice softening.

Duan Ci paused in his drinking, smiled bitterly, and looked at the person he had just met.

He had been in this palace for so long, but he didn't even have someone to talk to.

I can only find him as a playmate to talk to.

"My dear minister Ming, do you think I am a coward as an emperor? I have to be controlled by others and look at their faces in everything I do..."

He drank and complained, expressing how wronged he felt.

"I have no relatives, not even one, no one will care about me..."

He drank so much that he leaned over the table, his eyes red, his soft face deformed, and he mumbled to himself.

Lu Zhian suddenly felt a little distressed. He just found out about this today.

The little emperor was not as stupid and cruel as he appeared.

He is just a puppet without real power, a man who lives under the surveillance of others at all times, an emperor who has to live cautiously, and a man who has to disguise himself.

He would not kill people at will or spend money lavishly. His stupidity and cruelty were only for the regent to see.

Lu Zhian wanted to hug the drunk man in front of him, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, Duan Ci propped himself up and sat up.

Lu Zhian's outstretched hand just stayed in the air, and then he withdrew his hand with some embarrassment.

Duan Ci tugged at his collar in annoyance, looked at him, then pursed his lips and said aggrievedly:

"You have no idea how unlucky I am today. I was assassinated when I went out to do some work."

As he spoke, his eyes turned red and he looked aggrieved and about to cry.

Lu Zhian felt a little guilty and he wouldn't do it again next time.

Because the image of the little emperor's stupidity was so deeply rooted in people's minds, he really thought he was going to a brothel.

I was just angry at the time and thought of teaching him a lesson.

Duan Ci was just complaining when he heard the chirping of birds and stopped drinking.

The sound that he had heard so pleasantly in the past now only made him feel irritated.

As a person who only knows how to have fun, he naturally has things like bows and arrows around him.

He immediately picked up his bow and arrow, not knowing whether he was drunk or just wanted to drive away the bird.

Instead of using arrows, he casually broke off a piece of elmleaf plum, stood up unsteadily, and bent his bow towards the direction where the birds were calling.

The little emperor, with a somewhat dazed look, became particularly serious when he was drawing the bow.

The little emperor's fair face was slightly red from drinking.

He let go, the branches flew out, the petals fell, and some of them landed on him.

The peanuts were very good, but Lu Zhian felt that he was more delicate than the flowers, and the petals were just his embellishment.

Duan Ci heard the birds singing and broke off another branch, but before he could draw the bow, he lost his balance and was about to fall to one side.

Lu Zhian quickly supported the man. Maybe Duan Ci drank too much and his legs were a little weak. Even with someone supporting him, he still slipped down.

Lu Zhian simply hugged the man’s waist and pulled him into his arms.

The little emperor looked at him with a somewhat confused look, with a faint light in his peach blossom eyes.

The collar was a little messy due to the previous action, and from this angle he could see the delicate collarbone and snow-white skin.

Looking closer, Lu Zhian discovered that there was a small red mole on his left cheek, which, combined with that enchanting face, looked like a wonderful embellishment of a work of art.

(Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality, justice, rule of law, patriotism, dedication, integrity, and friendliness.)