Dew timid

Coming out of the interrogation room, everyone saw that the calm and self-retaining new emperor seemed to be suffering from a mental disorder, his eyes were dull, and his straight back seemed to be crushed.

Eunuch Gao was guarding outside the hall, and when he saw someone coming back, he was about to go up to serve him, but he was avoided without a trace.

Lu Yong entered the Chaoxing Hall, half closed the door and finally said to Gao Gonggong: "I'm not feeling well today, don't disturb me if I have nothing important to do."

Eunuch Gao was worried: "Do you want this old slave to call the imperial physician for His Majesty?"

"No need," Lu Qi glanced at his face indiscriminately, "You just need to guard the gate for me."

Apart from Ruan Dao, he didn't even have a single person who could satisfy him when he first ascended the throne. Right now, those vassal kings are still stranded in the capital, waiting for the big banquet three days later.

In the current situation, every move is under the eyes of others, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is surrounded by enemies.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the emperor sat in such a state that he was embarrassed.

His eyes narrowed fiercely, he closed the door of the main hall, and incidentally covered the countless pairs of eyes outside the house.

Lu Qi sighed wearily.

After a short period of silence in the hall, a black shadow descended from the beam. Ruan Dao tore off the black scarf covering his face, revealing a handsome face. When he looked at Lu Qi, there was deep self-blame in his eyes.

He hung his head angrily, not daring to speak.

These days, he has never been exposed to the public eye.

In fact, he has been by Lu Yong's side all the time. His task is to secretly search for all the places that Emperor Chengde often goes to on weekdays.

Whether it's the hidden compartments built in the palace or any places where secrets can be hidden, all of them have been searched.

Emperor Chengde left in a hurry, and did not leave a single word about the whereabouts of the antidote for 'Zhaoku'.Now I have touched all the places where the antidote may be hidden, but still find nothing.

The death of Emperor Chengde concealed the secret between the two, and at the same time undoubtedly put his life on the mountain of swords and blood.

But he has more important things to do now than to lose his life.

Lu Yong stretched out his hand and patted Ruan Dao's back. His palm was thin and long but possessed force that could not be ignored, pulling him into his arms. At first glance, it seemed as if he was holding someone in his arms, and Ruan Dao was close to his body. His body stiffened for a moment, his clenched fists opened and closed, tightened and then loosened.

It wasn't until a hot and humid voice came from his ear that he was pulled back from the chaos in his heart.

"help me."

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Master Kuzhi glanced at the absent-minded young man in front of him, and showed a very shallow smile, "My lord is not thinking about it now, if I win, it will be a victory without force."

"We'll talk about it if we win." Fu Chengci kneaded the brow bone with two fingers, and the blue veins on the forehead bone were slightly visible.

Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, Ku Zhi sighed.

After the two alternated, a slightly hasty figure rushed in, and Wei Ye was so anxious that he had no manners.

"My lord, the emperor returned to Chaoxing Palace after interrogating Jinu, and the gate of the palace is still closed."

Fu Chengci ordered him to 'guard' Lu Qi in secret, and to inform him of every move he made when necessary.

After Wei Ye got the news, he was ready to come back to report, but he didn't expect to be intercepted by no less than two groups of people before he even left the palace gate.

If this happened on weekdays, Wei Ye, as a shadow, would naturally be able to deal with it easily, but this matter was left in the palace.

Beside that person, Wei Ye was distracted for a moment, and was almost killed by the sword several times.

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