Since I came here that night, for half a month, Chi Zhao never saw Shen Wumian again, and he couldn't even see it when he went to court, because His Royal Highness the Regent asked for leave due to illness, and Shen Wumian was not there. It is developing more and more in a perfunctory direction.
Chi Zhao was not interested in the changes in the court, the only thing that made him feel relieved was that Shen Wumian finally stopped punishing him by practicing calligraphy.
For no reason, when Chi Zhao woke up, he found that he only had to practice calligraphy for half an hour, and Hong Lei would come to remind him that it was time to go do something else.
At the beginning, Chi Zhao was very grateful and felt very happy. Later, he became more and more uneasy. In the plot, it was said that Shen Wumian's revenge against Chen Yi was gradual.
Chi Zhao anxiously and nervously waited, waited, waited... After half a month, he really couldn't wait any longer.
It felt like there was a sharp sword hanging above my head. I knew that there was a deadly sword on top of my head, and I also knew that it would fall down soon, but that sword would never fall!
This is too torturous! Might as well give him a treat as soon as possible!
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Chi Zhao was very angry, he sat at the round table and thought for a while, then he stood up and walked to Qinzheng Hall.
Although the Prince Regent was ill, he did not delay in dealing with state affairs. Every day he "struggled up his body to share the emperor's worries".
A certain emperor who was being worried about snorted coldly in his heart, Come on, who knows what kind of moth he has come up with, and he is still ill, with Shen Wumian's current physique, it is no problem to beat a cow to death with his bare hands.
But thinking about it this way, Chi Zhao still felt that it was necessary for him to brush up on his sense of existence. In case Shen Wumian focused on the struggle for power, he was so busy that he forgot what to do with his enemy emperor for a while.
When I woke up at noon, Hong Lei didn't know where to go. The other eunuchs and palace maids were doing their own thing. The person who usually served her was Hong Lei. If she wasn't there, no one would come to Chi Zhao. So, when Chi Zhao came out, no one wanted to follow him.
When he came to the gate of Qinzheng Hall, two guards with knives stood guard here. Chi Zhao raised his foot and wanted to enter. With a sound of "Zheng", the long knife stood in front of him.
The guard looked at him blankly: "The regent has an order that no one can enter the Qinzheng Palace until the time is right."
It is now two quarters of noon, which is what modern people call one o'clock in the afternoon. The sky is hot. If you wait until the hour, you have to stand here and wait for an hour. Chi Zhao is not the real emperor, and he is not so sensitive to the issue of honor and inferiority. Therefore, After hearing what the guard said, he nodded in a good manner, "Alright then, I'll come back in a while."
After speaking, Chi Zhao really walked back home, and even the guards were blinded for a moment. They thought the emperor would make a fuss for a while before leaving. After all, their attitude had been directly stated. They only listened to the regent. He didn't take the emperor in his eyes at all, but the emperor was not angry at all.
Could it be that the regent has really become a puppet emperor
No one knew the doubts in the guards' hearts. Chi Zhao thought it was too hot outside, so he went back to the dormitory soon. The red tears were not there, no one was staring at him, and he was not good at practicing calligraphy by himself, so he could only hang out with him. Chat with the system in your head.
It's easy to get sleepy in summer, Chi Zhao sat on the bed for a while, his head twitched little by little, and after a few minutes, he fell asleep again.
On the other side of the Qinzheng Hall, Shen Wumian listened to the people beside him reporting what happened outside in a low voice. After listening, he lowered his eyes slightly and did not express any opinion, but looked at the red tears kneeling in front of him. .
"You keep talking."
Although Shen Wumian no longer went to see Chen Yi, Chen Yi's daily diet and daily life would be reported to Shen Wumian by Hong Lei, and when he heard Shen Wumian's order, Hong Lei's head dropped even lower, "Yesterday, Your Majesty still had no appetite, I drank a bowl of bird's nest lotus seed soup in the morning, I didn't order lunch at noon, I only ate half a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and I ate a little more in the evening, but only used half a bowl of rice."
The more Shen Wumian listened, the more his brows wrinkled. With this amount of food, the royal cats raised in the palace can eat more than him.
Since a long time ago, about the day he started to deliver poison to Chen Yi, Chen Yi's appetite has been getting worse and worse. Now it's still better. In the past few days, it was almost no different from a hunger strike. Although I ate every meal, I couldn't fill a small vinegar dish with everything I ate.
He didn't pay attention to these things before. Although some people recorded Chen Yi's diet, as long as the emperor did not have an accident and there was no problem with his diet, the subordinates would not report it to Shen Wumian. After all, these subordinates are the most observant, and everyone can see it. The current regent is very displeased with the emperor, and naturally he will not use such trivial matters to touch his mold.
Even Hong Lei thought so, until three days ago, the regent suddenly asked her to report the situation every day when Chen Yi was taking a nap.
Before Chi Zhao couldn't eat, it was because he was in a bad mood. He was very low every day, and naturally he couldn't eat much. Now he has eased a lot, and he still can't eat because it's too hot. He just wants to lie down. Corpse, don't want to eat.
Shen Wumian was still the same old person, with no expression at all, the fingers of his right hand tapped the armrest regularly, and the atmosphere was depressed and tense.
Hong Lei breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned down lower, "Yes."
The red tears were gone, Shen Wumian turned his head slightly and looked at the guard who had been standing beside him, "Go and abolish the legs of those two people. Since you don't kneel to the king, it's useless to keep them."
In a fluttering sentence, the two guards outside are destined to be crippled people for life. In fact, this is already considered a kind of mercy for Shen Wumian. If someone broke Shen Wumian's rules before, leaving a whole body would be a bargain for the other party.
The guard sighed and bowed his head in response. At the same time, he also remembered that after returning for a while, he must beat the people under his hands well, and must not offend the emperor again. The regent looked displeased with the emperor, but he actually valued it more.
Chi Zhao didn't know what happened in the palace, because no one would tell him. When he woke up again, the red tears had come back. Chi Zhao could probably guess where she went, and he didn't say anything. , I just sat up slowly, thinking about whether I should go over to brush my presence.
After thinking about it for too long, looking at the sun again, it is estimated that Shen Wumian has already left the palace and returned to the palace, so Chi Zhao decided to go again tomorrow.
He planned very well, but he didn't expect that when Huoshaoyun just appeared in the sky, Shen Wumian also appeared in his bedroom.
Chi Zhao instantly entered the first-level alert state.
I'm coming! The second wave of the offensive is coming!
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Chi Zhao thought too much, Shen Wumian didn't think about what to do to him, he just came over to have a meal and left after eating.
Hearing Shen Wumian's remarks, Chi Zhao wondered, is it popular in this world to put the Hongmen Banquet at the other party's house
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No matter what, the prince regent wanted to eat, so Chi Zhao couldn't drive people away. Sitting at a small round table, the maids and eunuchs came in to set the meal, and the twelve dishes were set up one by one. Chi Zhao, who was very restrained, hesitated for a long time, and finally picked up the chopsticks first.
After him, Shen Wumian, who had not moved the whole time, moved a little, and also held on to his chopsticks.
Although he is planning his life and the throne every day, Shen Wumian is really unexpectedly abiding by the rules...
After silently complaining in his heart, Chi Zhao took a mouthful of rice.
During this meal, Shen Wumian and Chi Zhao didn't say a word, but Shen Wumian's eyes kept silently observing Chi Zhao. Chi Zhao was nervous at first, but then nervous. When you're nervous, don't be nervous.
His attention was slowly put on a table of dishes. Under the observation of Shen Wumian, Chi Zhao took one bite after another. Soon, the bowl of rice was completely eaten. After eating, he did not ask for it any more, but He asked the palace maid to fill himself with two bowls of soup, and then he drank the two bowls of soup one by one.
It is completely different from what Hong Lei reported. Not only does it eat a lot, but it also tastes delicious.
Hong Lei stood on the side, seeing this scene, he was also very puzzled, and at the same time, he was a little worried. The current master is already suspicious enough. What if he thinks he is lying and is helping the little emperor Bo sympathize? .
Shen Wumian didn't think so, his attention was still on Chi Zhao, he nodded secretly in his heart, and sure enough, as long as he came over, Chen Yi's appetite would improve. miss myself.
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Although Shen Wumian's narcissism makes people speechless, it's a fact that Chi Zhao's appetite has improved, and he didn't realize it himself. The system silently watched them eat. It looked at Shen Wumian, and then at Chi Zhao, logic. The library has become a lot more disorganized.
Could it be that Shen Wumian is very good at eating
After Shen Wumian came over, Chi Zhao's brainwaves were always in an active state, first nervous, then apprehensive, and then calm with a little excitement. The first two states can be understood by the system, but the last one doesn't matter how you look at it. can't read.
Shen Wumian is here, what's there to be happy about
Not to mention the system, even Chi Zhao himself didn't understand it.
It is rare for the two rulers and ministers to have such a leisurely and harmonious time. After dinner, Shen Wumian took the calligraphy practiced by Chi Zhao these days, quietly and critically read it for a long time, and found out many deficiencies for him. Chi Zhao couldn't understand a single one, but he still responded with respect.
After talking for some time, Shen Wumian suddenly noticed that there was a person standing beside him. He raised his eyes and looked over. It was a eunuch serving here. The tray comes up.
In the center of the tray, there was a bowl of dark brown concoction.
Shen Wumian's hands holding the rice paper suddenly froze for a moment, he stopped talking, Chi Zhao also raised his head, saw the medicine, he straightened his waist naturally, and reached out to take the bowl of medicine. Shen Wumian's expression changed slightly, he opened his mouth to say something, but saw Chi Zhao raised his head and drank a bowl of medicine.
The last time he watched him drink the medicine with his own eyes, at that time, Chi Zhao thought the medicine was bitter and had to drink a cup of tea to relieve the pain, but now, after drinking the medicine, he didn't show any expression, and put the medicine bowl down with a natural look. went back.
Because he's used to it.
After getting this knowledge, Shen Wumian's soft heart seemed to be kicked severely, his hand holding the rice paper tightened slightly, while on the other side, Chi Zhao wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and returned to Shen Wumian's side. , and smiled at him lightly, "Uncle Huang, I've been drinking the tonic you sent me all the time, and I won't waste a drop."
… It's almost like saying it on purpose.
Before he finished speaking, his heart seemed to be kicked three or four times in succession, each with great strength, as if he was about to kick the fragile surface of the heart to bleed, Shen Wumian pursed his lips, he concealed it very well , However, the edge of the rice paper was slightly cracked.
Chi Zhao didn't notice this, but Shen Wumian saw it. After a moment's pause, Shen Wumian closed the rice paper and stood up with a cold face, "It's not early, Wei Chen retired."
After speaking, regardless of Chi Zhao's reaction, he just left here. Chi Zhao looked at his back and thought that this person was really a freak.
There is no reason to come, and there is no reason to leave, what is it that is not a freak
What was Shen Wumian thinking about, Chi Zhao didn't bother to look for it, but after he came, Chi Zhao rarely slept well and didn't have any more sad dreams.
Dreaming of the past is because of dissatisfaction with the present, and no longer dreaming of the past because the present has become the same as the past.
Many times, people are not that smart, and the body restricts their brains. However, the soul is different, and the soul has no restrictions. They can recognize the same kind under different skins earlier, and identify who the other party is faster.
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Lying on the comfortable dragon bed, Chi Zhao slept soundly, unaware that a certain "ill" regent once again broke into his bedroom in the middle of the night with his power and stood beside him with a bright or dark expression.
He stood beside him for a long time, and then he slowly sat beside Chi Zhao. He looked at Chi Zhao with hatred and calm eyes. After watching for a while, he stretched out his strong right hand, and then covered Chi Zhao. on the slender neck.
The boy's Adam's apple was not as prominent as the adult's, Shen Wumian exerted a little force, Chi Zhao didn't feel the pain, but he didn't like being held like this, so he frowned in the dream and patted the one that was holding his neck. Hand, just clapped, he stopped moving.
The unconscious movement showed that he was not aware of the danger at all, and thought that the people around him were joking with him.
He is obviously a child who grew up in the palace, but he is not vigilant at all. Should he be called stupid or too innocent.
Shen Wumian's expression is too heavy at this time, the dark light in his eyes is like the reflection on the scythe of the death god, the system has been staring at him since he came in, and now seeing his appearance, the soul is scared to fly, it hurriedly He was about to wake up Chi Zhao, but before he could start howling, he saw a struggling and painful look on Shen Wumian's face. Suddenly, he let go of his hand. Like the people who came up, tired and powerless.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. After a long time, he opened his eyes slightly, his big hands lightly covering Chi Zhao's hair, and his drooping eyes gradually became quiet.
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The next day, Chi Zhao suddenly discovered that the system had disappeared.