The Path of the Cannon Fodder’s Counterattack

Chapter 41: time of crisis

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Hearing this, Ling Xiao was startled suddenly, the finger touching the strings of the piano was cut suddenly, Ling Xiao withdrew his hand in pain.

As if hesitating for something, he was in a daze, and the kneeling little eunuch waited for a while, but seeing no response from Ling Xiao, he couldn't help but said anxiously: "Boss, you should prepare, the emperor will be here in half a quarter of an hour Ningxuan Palace is here!"

Hearing this, Ling Xiao woke up suddenly. He took a deep breath, suppressed the panic in his heart, and said, "I see, you step back."

"...Yes." The little eunuch obviously wanted to say something more, but seeing Ling Xiao's complexion was not good, he finally closed his lips silently, and retreated respectfully.

After the little eunuch withdrew, Ling Xiao came to the table clutching his wound on his chest. On the table were the snacks and wine he had prepared for the emperor. He took out a pack of medicinal powder from his waist, which was the cartilage Qi Lin brought to him. San, the medicine given to Fu Yujun, will not harm the body, but it can make people immobilized for a short period of time.

Ling Xiao poured it into the wine jug on the table, this is really specially prepared for the emperor tonight.

After finishing all this, Ling Xiao lit the sleeping incense on the piano table again, he had already taken the refreshing medicine before, this sleeping incense didn't work for him, but it might not work for the emperor who took cartilage powder.

After everything was ready, Ling Xiao sat back in front of the piano table, staring at the lyre in front of him in a daze.

If possible, he didn't want to do it.

However, the previous relationship between the emperor and him was based on deception, Ling Xiao really wanted to confess to the emperor, but he couldn't gamble with his life.

Manager Xu took care of the emperor for nineteen years, but because of a lie, he was kicked out of the palace.

The prime minister's mansion is so important to the imperial court, because of lies, he was dismissed and kicked out of the capital.

He, Ling Xiao, had not been with the emperor for many years, and he was just an insignificant person, so he didn't have the confidence to confess to the emperor at all.

There was no longer any hesitation, if he didn't want to lose his life, he had to leave the palace before the secret was revealed.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao's gaze became determined, he calmed down, spread his fingers, and plucked the strings.

Fu Yujun is certainly not credible, but Fu Yujun's identity can be borrowed.

As long as he left the capital with the help of Fu Yujun's identity, Ling Xiao had thousands of ways to escape from Fu Yujun's side on the long road to Shao country...

Just as he was thinking like this, footsteps came from the door, Ling Xiao restrained his mind, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the lyre in front of him, this was the first time he played for the emperor and it would probably be the last time.

When the emperor walked to the gate of Ningxuan Palace, he heard the sound of clanking pianos coming from Ningxuan Palace.

The sound of the piano curled up, lingering lovesickness, expressing his heartfelt heart, the emperor paused slightly, stopped the servants from reporting, and walked into the house.

In the room, I saw a person sitting upright in front of the piano table, with long and slender fingers, stroking the strings.

The strings trembled slightly, and the sound of the piano poured out, clanging and melodious.

A censer is placed in front of the case, and the light smoke in the furnace surrounds the piano case, making this scene like a fairyland.

The emperor looked at this scene, his eyes gradually became deep.

The person sitting in front of him was dressed in ethereal white clothes, with handsome features and light blue hair, like a banished fairy, but those clear autumn eyes rolled around in his eyes, but his eyes quietly rolled back and forth on him, tickling people's hearts.

The style is obviously charming and enchanting.

I haven't seen this little eunuch for a long time, and this little eunuch looks more and more beautiful.

The emperor squinted his eyes, his double pupils darkened, and couldn't help walking towards the person in front of the case.

With a sound of "Zheng", Ling Xiao saw that the emperor had already walked in front of him, he stopped the movements of his hands, covered his injured wound, stood up with difficulty, and was about to salute the emperor.

The emperor raised his hands and took him into his arms.

"You don't need to be too polite, you are not in good health, why don't you rest more."

The emperor said while holding Ling Xiao's waist, his eyes swept over Ling Xiao's injured chest, and seeing that there was no bleeding there, he quietly turned his eyes away.

"..." Seeing this, Ling Xiao silently closed his eyes.

The emperor's tone of voice was still as caring as it was a few days ago, as if he had never neglected himself, this gave Ling Xiao the illusion of a world away, and he couldn't think of what to say for a while.

The emperor never heard Ling Xiao's answer, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked down at Ling Xiao.

But he saw the little eunuch in his arms, pale, with sweat streaming down his forehead, his brows were slightly frowned, his expression was sullen, and he looked extremely tired.

The emperor looked at him with a slightly displeased face. He sighed, picked him up by the waist, put him on the bed and said, "You are injured, you shouldn't be so tired."

"Your Majesty... slave..." Exclaiming that he was being carried up, Ling Xiao froze all over, and found that the Emperor had brought him to the bed, bent over and approached him, with his arms pressed against the sides of his head, in an ambiguous posture.

Ling Xiao opened his eyes, looking at the handsome face of the emperor who was close at hand, his heart was beating like thunder.

Seeing this, Xiao Lizi, who followed the emperor into the room, quietly put the tray in his hand on the side of the table, stepped back,

This tray carried bird's nest porridge presented to the emperor by the maids in Concubine Ran's Palace on the way to Ningxuan Palace. Waiting for the emperor to remember.

Seeing that the little Li in the palace retreated, leaving only himself and the emperor in the whole room, Ling Xiao felt uneasy in his heart, this bed is a place where it is easy to wipe dry and get caught.

He struggled to sit up, but the emperor couldn't move an inch. Ling Xiao turned pale, stared at the emperor above, panicked in his heart, couldn't help trembling his lips, and called out with a hint of pleading: "Your Majesty..."

The little eunuch below, with bright eyes and white teeth, his eyes are moist at this time, looking at him carefully, like a frightened rabbit, really cute and tight.

The emperor's heart softened, he leaned over and pressed a kiss on Ling Xiao's pale lips, turned over and sat up.

Ling Xiao also hurriedly sat up, seeing him like this, the emperor pursed his lips, and looked at Ling Xiao with deep eyes.

Ling Xiao felt guilty when he looked at him, he couldn't help laughing dryly, "Your Majesty...why are you looking at this slave like that?"

Hearing the words, the emperor leaned against the bed, moved a little further away from Ling Xiao, but did not look away. After a while, the emperor pondered and said, "I was wondering if you are not ready to serve the bed."

Ling Xiao was taken aback when he heard the words, and immediately knelt on the bed and saluted the emperor, pleading guilty: "Your servant is guilty."

The emperor's complexion could not be seen clearly, his expression was unpredictable, and his eyes seemed to be weighing something.

Ling Xiao had been scrutinizing the emperor's expression all the time, seeing this, he felt even more restless, his hands and feet were so weak that he started to feel weak, if he hadn't been kneeling on the bed himself, he might have sat down paralyzed.

Just when Ling Xiao was about to lose his hold, the emperor finally turned his gaze away, got up and walked to the table.

Ling Xiao heaved a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat off his forehead, got out of bed and followed the emperor to the table.

As soon as he walked to the table, he heard the emperor say leisurely: "Have you ever thought that it is more appropriate to be seriously injured than the excuse of not preparing?"

The emperor actually mentioned "excuses", Ling Xiao was startled suddenly, his knees softened, and he knelt down in front of the emperor.

The heart that had just been let go was brought up again, Ling Xiao felt a little dizzy before his eyes.

The lights flickered on and off, reflecting on the face of the emperor with an unsteady expression, making him look even more unpredictable, Ling Xiao's eyelids kept twitching, and his heart was full of uneasiness.

He didn't dare to say a word, because he was afraid that what he said just now would make many mistakes. He lowered his head and slightly raised his eyes to look at the jug on the table. He gritted his teeth and frowned. He had to find a way to get the emperor to drink the jug. wine.

Just thinking like this, the emperor suddenly stretched out his palm to Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, and raised his eyes to look at the emperor, his eyes were facing the cold eyes of the emperor, Ling Xiao was startled, he quickly withdrew his gaze, wiped his hands on the hem of his clothes, and wiped away the cold sweat from his palms, Ling Xiao reached out and grabbed the emperor's palm.

The emperor held Ling Xiao's hand, pulled hard, and pulled the kneeling Ling Xiao into his arms, letting Ling Xiao sit on his lap.

Ling Xiao's body froze, and his eyes saw the corners of the emperor's lips tightly pursed...

The emperor was angry, and he was startled secretly, so he suppressed the panic in his heart and softened his body.

The emperor frowned slightly, took the bird's nest porridge left by Xiao Li, scooped a spoonful, and brought it to Ling Xiao's mouth.

Ling Xiao was taken aback, the emperor wanted to feed him? Why

He is obviously angry!

Although he was puzzled, Ling Xiao didn't dare not to eat what the emperor brought to his mouth. He bravely put the whole spoonful of bird's nest into his mouth and swallowed it. Just as he swallowed it, the emperor spooned another spoonful into his mouth. On the other hand, Ling Xiao had no choice but to eat the whole bowl of bird's nest tastelessly, mouthful after mouthful.

The emperor didn't make a sound, and Ling Xiao didn't dare to speak, he didn't know what the emperor was thinking, and he didn't know what the emperor wanted to do.

After finishing a bowl of bird's nest porridge, the emperor finally opened his mouth.

The voice was cold and lukewarm, but it made people feel cold when they heard it. He said, "Since you don't want to serve the bed, then you asked me to come here because you want to be honest?"

honestly...

The emperor finally uttered this word, Ling Xiao tightened his hand, his heart constricted one after another, bringing wave after wave of pain, Ling Xiao pressed his lips tightly together.

He knew earlier that the emperor deliberately ignored him, and that he was giving himself time by not coming to see him... time to prepare for bedtime or to prepare for confession.

He just never dared to face the problem between the emperor and himself...

But now, he boldly invited the emperor here, just to make his position clear, and told the emperor that the time given by the emperor was enough, and he had to choose between confessing and sleeping tonight, otherwise the emperor would not be satisfied.

It is already a great gift for a king to give a young eunuch so much time to prepare.

Ling Xiao clenched his hands, frowned and lowered his head.

Ling Xiao's silence seemed to have annoyed the emperor, the emperor suddenly sneered, stretched out his hand to pinch Ling Xiao's jaw, and forced Ling Xiao to look at him.

"... You don't want to tell me that you can't give me anything, do you?"

The emperor's double pupils were dark and deep, and his eyes were stained with terrifying anger. Looking at these two pupils, Ling Xiao was shocked, and was so stunned by the shock that he couldn't even speak.