I Really Am a Slag Shou!

Chapter 95: Slag that regent (11)

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Even after he figured out certain things, His Royal Highness the Regent was still as reserved and reserved as before. The little emperor did not speak, and he would not provoke new topics. Looking away, he looked at the candle still burning in the distance.

His voice was very low, and even in a very quiet room, it could only be heard clearly by Chi Zhao, who was very close to him: "Your Majesty, rest well, Wei Chen will come when he goes."

Chi Zhao was speechless, he wanted to say, Uncle, you can actually not come!

After saying this, Shen Wumian got up and left, Chi Zhao watched him leave blankly, feeling that his already mushy brain instantly turned into a pot of fragrant, sticky rice porridge.

After the Prince Regent left, a secret guard quietly walked in to take a look, only to see their emaciated His Majesty lying on the bed, staring blankly and blankly at the sky above the field of vision, with a dazed look.

This dark guard has been in the palace for a long time, and he has long known that the little emperor has a different idea for the regent. Seeing this shape, after thinking a little, he will understand.

Everyone wants to have a lover to take care of them when they are sick. This time, when something happened to your majesty, the master rushed over so quickly, and he made no secret of his concern and nervousness about your majesty's safety. His Majesty the Emperor naturally saw it.

Look, he's already foolishly happy.

Chi Zhao was indeed stupid, and not only him, but also the system in his mind was also stupid.

Compared with Chi Zhao, the system is actually mentally prepared, but no matter how mentally prepared, I never thought that this scene would come so quickly. The plot that is absolutely impossible to fail and absolutely impossible to reverse is so blurry? !

The system felt that its data link was shaking, and there were faint signs of garbled characters.

[No... this is impossible... how can it be, impossible, how can this happen...]

The system couldn't believe what he saw, Chi Zhao couldn't believe it even more, he was no better than the system, he broke down and shouted: "I really didn't fucking do anything! The number of times I met him. Both hands can count, what the hell is going on?!"

In addition to the shock and collapse, Chi Zhao still felt a little strange. He couldn't say what the strangeness was. He just had a vague feeling. After shouting a few words in his heart, Chi Zhao became quiet, and he frowned and thought. , after thinking for a while, he said bitterly: "Forget it, I don't think I really want to be the host, this is the fourth world now, I haven't succeeded once, and the plot collapsed as soon as I came. Now I wonder if I have a skill called plot terminator..."

The more he talked, the more mourning, Chi Zhao felt that his future, which was not very bright, had turned into boundless darkness in an instant, and he broke the can and said: "Since there is no hope, why don't you just let it go, I won't go into the plot, and I don't care about the mission. I have lived for so many years, it is considered enough to live. Although it is a bit regretful that I can’t go back, my parents will be very sad, but I can’t do anything about it. Alas, after I die, I will try to take care of them. Dream about it and let them know that it's not that their son is not filial, it's that he is really unsatisfactory..."

When it comes to where the true feelings are revealed, Chi Zhao also wiped away tears that did not exist. Suddenly, an astonishing ding-dong sound appeared in his mind. Chi Zhao looked at it suspiciously. Before he could see what it was, the fluttering ribbons and gold powder scattered from his mind. Someone put a special effect on the winning page in his head.

Chi Zhao: "... what's the situation?"

As if I could hear what he said, the colorful celebration special effects slowly disappeared. Without systematic manipulation, the success value panel fell by itself. There were only two rows of numbers on it before, but now there is a third row, and the third row is bright. Printed with two Arabic numerals, spelled together is 10.

It seems that this is the success value issued after the end of the last world, but this success value is not issued early or late, but it is issued when he is the lowest, and a full score is issued as soon as he is issued...

Chi Zhao suddenly had an illusion, as if the other party was deliberately trying to make him happy.

Chi Zhao called out hesitantly, "System, look at this..."

Before he could say the next words, a terrifying cry suddenly broke out.

[Wow! - It's useless to give success points! I no longer have the value of existence, I'm sorry for my version name, I'm sorry for the engineer who worked so hard to maintain the server for me, woo woo I am a useless system—]

Chi Zhao: "… "

To be honest, he always thought that the dignity and pride of the version name that the system had said before was lying to him. Now that he heard the system burst into tears, he realized that the system really cares about its work and responsibilities.

In the past, the system used the data cable to comfort Chi Zhao, but today it is the other way around. Chi Zhao is trying to mobilize his spiritual sea. This is a skill he learned from the second world, but he is separated from the world that can concretize spiritual power. After that, it is basically useless and can only be used to threaten the system occasionally.

After threatening so many times, Chi Zhao never really went to toss with the system, but today, his spiritual sea shook gently, just as careful and gentle as a mother shaking her child, "Okay, okay, don't. Crying, you have already got your favorite success value, so don't cry. Although the plot has collapsed, we still have a second way, um... I will definitely work hard to abuse the protagonist in the future! Don't worry!"

The system clicked twice, very suspicious.

[real?]

"Really," Chi Zhao nodded, "Okay, I'm sleepy too, so, I'm going to bed, don't you like to sing? Go and sing, come back when you've had enough singing, I'll be watching the task here ."

When Chi Zhao rarely spoke in such a soft voice, the system was moved to tears again.

[Thank you, host...]

Chi Zhao smiled slightly, and then really relaxed his body. It looked like he was about to go to sleep, and the system moved his body slowly, and soon came to the depths of Chi Zhao's mind, but it didn't sing. Instead, he quietly and well-behaved began to clean up the data garbage for himself.

After about half an hour, Chi Zhao didn't open his eyes, but his mind moved. Soon, the data panel that recorded the success value fell down. Looking at the three numbers above, he frowned slightly. After a few seconds, he retracted the panel again.

This time, he really fell asleep.

On the other side, His Royal Highness the Prince Regent, who had gone and returned, took Zuo Xiang from the Interrogation Bureau. The two stayed in a room with the door closed, not knowing what they were talking about. Watch your mind, just do what you need to do quietly, and never disturb the two people inside.

After noon, Zuo Xiang personally opened the door. He was still wearing the pale linen prison uniform. When he saw that it was Zuo Xiang, the person outside the door had a surprised look on his face, followed closely by Shen Wumian. also came out.

He instructed: "Send Zuo Prime Minister back to the mansion."

A single sentence explains a lot of problems. For example, Lord Wei is still the Prime Minister of the Left, and he has not been demoted; another example is that the Prince Regent no longer intends to kill the Prime Minister of the Zuo.

No one knows what consensus the two have reached, but Zuo Xiang's complexion has softened a lot compared to when he first entered, but before leaving, he turned around and glanced at Shen WuMian, the emotions in his eyes were extremely complicated, as if he was sighing, pity.

Shen Wumian saw his eyes, but didn't give any response. He passed Zuo Xiang and went in another direction. Zuo Xiang's path was the only way to leave the palace. He took the exact opposite. It is the way to the depths of the palace.

Watching the figure of the regent gradually disappear in this deep and long brick red road, Zuo Xiang sighed invisibly.

Regardless of whether the Prince Regent supports their Majesty or not, as long as Shen Wumian is around, their Majesty will not be able to have any more descendants. I heard that the two princesses already have children, should he go and see those children? Indifference, and then adopt a person to come back...

As the prime minister of Zuo who is worried about the country and the people, Lord Wei exudes his thoughts and gradually walks away. The afternoon time passes quickly again, and Chi Zhao wakes up. Unsurprisingly, he saw Shen Wumian's figure at first sight.

He still sat beside his bed, as if he hadn't left since the morning, when he saw him awake, he smiled, "Does your majesty want to get up?"

The little emperor was lying on the bed and looked at him without blinking. His current appearance was not the same as usual. His eyes were empty, without the usual warmth and excitement, nor with the familiar self of Shen Wumian.

Shen Wumian's heart jumped, he pursed his lips, however, it was just a blink of an eye, the strange little emperor just now disappeared, and the young man in front of him smiled lightly, "Uncle Huang is here again."

It is normal for the little emperor to be surprised when he sees him over and over again in the past two days, but Shen Wumian narrowed his eyes slightly and did not respond for a while. He comforted himself in his heart, freezing three feet is not a day's cold, and melting ice and snow is not a moment's warmth, as long as he corrects slowly, Chen Yi will not say that again.

He comforted himself optimistically and positively over there, but Chi Zhao sat up weakly. Seeing this, Shen Wumian hurried to help him, but Chi Zhao didn't refuse. After sitting up with his support, he looked outside. Seeing that it was getting dark, he smiled softly, "It's already night."

The delicate young man's appearance to him softly was too well-behaved, and Shen Wumian's cold and hard face couldn't help but change a little, "How is your majesty feeling, are you still dizzy?"

The young man shook his head gently, "No dizziness."

It was said that he was not dizzy, but after shaking his head, his eyes remained stagnant for a second, as if he was stabilizing his sight. It's not very good-looking, but he is concerned about the people around him. He doesn't show it so straightforwardly, and he smiles a little reluctantly, trying to appease the fragile and sensitive heart of the little emperor.

If the other party is really a small emperor, this will certainly be useful. Chen Yi said that he is an emperor, but in fact he is still a half-year-old, and his development has not yet ended. No sleep, but Chi Zhao is different.

Chi Zhao looked at Shen Wumian with a smile, seeing that he had almost slowed down and was no longer worried, he took the tea cup that Shen Wumian personally handed over, took a sip, and then continued to raise his head obediently.

"Uncle Huang, it's already night, why haven't my tonics been delivered yet?"

Seeing that the blood on Shen Wumian's face was getting lighter and lighter, he sat stiffly and lost his voice in an instant. Chi Zhao smiled slightly, and immediately struck while the iron was hot, making a second knife in his heart.

"It must be that the minions below forgot, if the red tears were there, it wouldn't be like this," Chi Zhao lowered his head and rubbed the tea cup in his hand, "It's better to have red tears, red tears can always remember Uncle Huang. Your order, Uncle…”

The young man raised his head timidly. After the regent's attitude changed drastically, he made his first request, "Can you make the red tears come back? I'm very obedient, and I won't do anything to make the emperor angry again. , so... it's still the same as before, just let Hong Lei watch me alone, don't send so many people, okay?"