I'm a killer with no emotions

Ning Yan froze, "Ah..."

Ning Zhe didn't listen, he kicked his short legs on his stomach, and quickly jumped out with his strength.

Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, Huo Chen hurriedly took a step forward, reached out to catch him, and brought him into his arms, "Be careful, are you injured?"

Ning Zhe put his hands around his neck and shook his head.

Huo Chen pursed his lips and gave him a comforting smile, then looked at Ning Yan, "My lord, I'm sorry."

Ning Zhe found that although the man said "sorry" on his lips, there was no apology in his eyes, and there was even a little provocation and joy in his eyes.

It is far from the image of the gloomy, introverted and crazy brave general a few years later.

[Probably because I haven't experienced the subsequent massacre, so I still have the upright and selfless General Huo in my heart] No. 61's voice rang softly, full of regret.

Ning Zhe finally didn't look at him coldly this time, stared at Huo Chen's young side face for a long while, and murmured 【Well, maybe】

If it weren't for those orders he gave, perhaps Huo Chen would always be as upright as he is now, and eventually become a great general who everyone respects and praises.

No. 61 adjusted his glasses and raised his lips [It's a pity that there is no if, you can't escape, your destiny has already been set from the very beginning]

【Is it......】

Ning Zhe looked calm, did not refute, but sighed in his heart, thinking, in fact, it may not be...

"What should we do now?"

While he was meditating, Huo Chen lifted him up and looked at Ning Yan who was beside him, "This child doesn't seem to want to go back to you, my lord."

"How to do......"

Ning Yan stood where he was, staring at his empty palm for a long time.

The big cloak used to protect Ning Zhe from the cold has already fallen off the ground due to Ning Zhe's struggling movements, and fell beside his feet.

"My king..."

He opened his mouth, but his expression was also bewildered, he didn't know what to say, the cold man in the past looked a little pitiful at this moment.

Ning Zhe hugged Huo Chen's neck, looked at him quietly and indifferently, without any emotion.

"Ah..."

He raised his eyes to look at Ning Zhe, but when he met his cold eyes, he suddenly lost his voice, and involuntarily took a step back, almost losing his footing.

"...My lord?" Huo Chen felt that today's King Dingbei seemed a little strange.

Ning Yan clenched his fists, lowered his head and remained silent for a long time.

A strand of long hair fell from the hair crown and slid down his slightly trembling shoulders to his chest, covering his face in the shadow, "Please General Huo to take care of this king... this king, this king Wang You wants to take a step ahead and visit him later."

After saying that, he stepped up and left, his expression indifferent and calm, compared with the Dingbei King who everyone was afraid of in the past, there was no change.

Huo Chen was only puzzled for a moment, without thinking too much, he carried Ning into the palace, and took a seat under the leadership of the palace staff.

"Little poor, you haven't told General Ben what your name is."

Ning Zhe ignored him, held the wine bottle and handed it to a palace official, blinking at him with big eyes.

The palace man smiled knowingly, brought fruit wine to fill it up for him, "This is a special fruit wine from Fanbang, it won't hurt your body, young master, drink it slowly."

Ning Zhe smiled at her, expressing that he knew, and contentedly held the wine bottle and sipped it.

Huo Chen saw that his head was cute little by little, so he also moved to his side, and asked with a smile, "Is it good?"

Ning Zhe was having a good drink, so he had no time to pay attention to him, so he nodded casually.

When he was the emperor's substitute, he liked to drink this kind of fruit wine very much. It was sweet and sweet, with a mellow aroma and no stamina, so he wouldn't get too drunk.

Apart from the Fat House Happy Water at No. 67, this is Ning Zhe's favorite drink.

It's a pity that Huo Chen always liked to control him and not let him drink too much. Now that he finally has the chance, Ning Zhe wishes he could drink enough at once, and it would be better if he could hold a jar and hide it.

Huo Chen looked at him lightly licking the wine stains on his lips with the tip of his tongue, and narrowing his eyes with love, for some reason, his heart suddenly felt itchy, and his throat felt a little dry.

He leaned close to Ning Zhe's small face, sniffed the smell of Ning Zhe's body with the tip of his nose, and exhaled softly in his ear, "It smells so good, this general wants to taste it too."

When he spoke, the warm breath sprayed all over Ning Zhe's face, making the tiny fluff on his snow-white skin tremble slightly, looking very cute.

Huo Chen stared at his face, unable to recover.

I always feel in my heart that the child in front of me seems to have a very familiar feeling.

Ning Zhe didn't think as much as he did, he just felt itchy from the hot air continuously drilling into his neck.

The same goes for Huo Chen, Ningyan, and No. 67. They talk when they talk, and they always do something so close. It's too hot.

Ning Zhe thought to himself, while sinking his head into drinking, stretched out a small hand to pat Huo Chen's big face, and slapped him away.

Seeing the deflated little General Huo who is famous in Dayue, the palace people covered their mouths and laughed silently.

Huo Chen had no choice but to back away, and looked at him with his chin propped up, with a tenderness in his eyes that he didn't know, "Slow down, no one will fight you."

Ning Zhexin said shamelessly, you wanted to grab me just now.

But it's enough to think about these cursing words, but if you really ask him to say it, he can't say it.

There were also courtiers who saw Huo Chen bringing a young boy and came over to inquire out of curiosity, but were stopped by Huo Chen with a few words, and Ning Zhe didn't bother to deal with it.

He looked at Ning Zhe'an's quiet and unremarkable appearance, and couldn't help asking: "Little poor, why did you say that King Dingbei brought you to the banquet? This general remembers that person hates contact with other people the most, let alone such an intimate one." touch?"

"Also, aren't you an important witness in the corruption case? Why didn't King Dingbei mention your name in the file? If you came forward to testify, you can completely stop the mouths of those old officials."

"By the way, you haven't told this general what your name is, but this general remembers that King Dingbei said that you can't speak?"

"And you..."

Ning Zhe clenched his fists, raised his head, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, put it heavily on the table, turned his head and looked at Huo Chen coldly, two words were clearly written in the black pupils - "shut up".

The young Huo Chen talked too much.

Ning Zhe never knew that his ruthless General Huo would be so talkative when he was young, and he regretted going back to this point in time.

[With my ability, I can only use space backtracking once at most.] 61 lightly interrupted his thoughts.

Ning Zhe had expected it, and was not disappointed.

He crawled up to Huo Chen, filled his wine bottle, handed it to Huo Chen, and let him drink it by himself.

How could Huo Chen not know what he meant, and smiled with his lips curled up, but he was really obedient, and stopped disturbing him, shaking the bronze wine bottle in his hand, frowning and thinking about something.

When the two were playing around, Ning Yan quietly looked at the two of them from the other side, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and the bottom of his eyes was like a dark and surging cage, imprisoning all the affection that could not be expressed.

At this moment, the dancing and music on the field suddenly stopped.

Accompanied by a shrill "Your Majesty is here", a figure dressed in bright yellow gradually entered the hall from the dark, with an incomparably noble and majestic aura around him.

All the ministers knelt on the ground and shouted "Long live Your Majesty".

Ning Zhe quietly raised his eyelids and glanced up.

The face that was exactly the same as in memory came into his eyes like this rampantly, awakening those painful memories that had been sleeping for a long time.

Huo Chen noticed that the child beside him turned pale and was breathing slightly, thinking that he was overwhelmed by the majesty of the emperor, so he asked softly, "Are you all right?"

Ning Zhe closed his eyes, suppressed those inexplicable crazy emotions, collected himself, and shook his head.

"Your Majesty doesn't like the palace banquet, so he should leave later."

Huo Chen comforted him.

Ning Zhe didn't speak.

No one knew the little emperor better than him, and he would never leave with peace of mind wherever Ning Yan was.

Sure enough, the little emperor has been sitting on the dragon chair since he shouted "Everyone is flat", not only did not show any signs of leaving, but instead tried to trouble Ning Yan again and again.

But Ning Yan is not a character that he can shake today, and he has been blocked back several times when he picks a fault.

The little emperor couldn't hold back his face, became angry, and said coldly: "I have read the corruption case file of Suning County submitted by my lord, and I think this case is full of doubts, so I shouldn't make a decision so hastily, what do you think, my lord?"

The address he used from beginning to end was-"Prince".

In fact, only Ning Zhe would address Ning Yan as "Uncle Emperor" when he was the emperor. The little emperor himself hated him so much that he often didn't even bother to give face.

This is the biggest difference between Ning Zhe and the little emperor. Unfortunately, in the past three years, Ning Yanli has never paid attention to this problem. During those days, Yunlan was the only one in his heart.

Facing his questioning, Ning Yandao didn't react at all, holding onto the wine bottle with his slender and clear hand, he said calmly: "The culprit in this case has been brought to justice, and the case has been closed."

The little emperor sneered, "I didn't agree, who dares to close the case?"

Ning Yan turned his head and looked at him indifferently.

The little emperor's delicate lips curled up into a sneer, and his eyes flashed with cruelty, "I heard that when the prince made his triumphant return a few days ago, he brought back the only survivor in Suning County, and he is now being raised in the mansion."

He said, looking towards Ning Zhe's direction from afar, and laughed, "I want to meet this person and ask some questions... I don't know what the prince wants?"

Ning Yan frowned, followed his gaze, and could see the half of Ning Zhe's furry head exposed in the crowd.

The warm sunlight came in through the carved wooden window, and the fine dust swirled and danced and danced lightly above Ning Zhe's head, as if playing a swan song.

This scene is unreal, but beautiful to the extreme.

He waited for a long time, for a long time, and exhausted everything in exchange for a chance to start all over again.

He will never let irrelevant people spoil all this.