Parsed with an automated reader. The content accuracy is not guranteed.\năăShen Jue listened to Feng Qingbaoâs words and had a seemingly smiling look.
ăăFeng Qingbao was inexplicably chilled, and for some reason, he felt that Shen Jueâs eyes were strange, but how, he couldnât say.
ăăHe sat in Shen Jueâs room, quite restless.
ăăShen Jue, however, ignored Feng Qingbaoâs small thoughts and poured a cup of water for himself; he had no tea here, only cold water. In the meantime, when Shen Jue took a sip of the cold water, he squeezed his brows. Because Qin Yuan had beaten him, he had accidentally bitten off the tip of his tongue, and now it was still injured, so even drinking cold water hurt a little.
ăăHe slowly finished the cup of water and saw that Feng Qingbao hadnât left yet, so he glanced over, âWhy are you still here?â
ăăFeng Qingbao gave an oh and stood up, âIâm leaving.â
ăăFeng Qingbao took two steps and then turned back, âYou be careful these days, donât be cheated next time, Iâll be sure to look for you myself ah.â
ăăHe knew that this morning someone had used him as a pretext to trick away Shen Jue.
ăăThis Shen Jue was inevitably deceitful as well.
ăăHow else would such a person get along in the palace?
ăăFeng Qingbao was worried for Shen Jue as he walked outside.
ăăHe thought about it all the way through and came to a conclusion-.
ăăâShen Jue is still too young.â
ăăAt the end, he nodded his head.
ăăâŠâŠ..
ăăSince his return, Murong Xiu looked at him with complicated eyes for several times, and then rewarded him with many things. Although it wasnât a rare treasure, it wasnât something that a slave could use, and Murong Xiu even gave Shen Jue most of the Mist Water Tea that he often drank to Shen Jue.
ăăMist tea was only a few taels a year, so after Murong Xiu gave it to Shen Jue, the tea in his palace was changed to another kind of tea.
ăăAs soon as the regent tasted it, he found that the tea had been changed and put down the cup, âChanged the tea?â
ăăMurong Xiu was used to having a straight face in front of the Regent, and this time was no exception, âMm.â
ăăâI even had some sent over last time, why did you run out of it?â The regent raised an eyebrow, âYour Majesty hasnât rewarded anyone with this tea, has he?â
ăMurong Xiuâs face didnât change, âItâs just tea, so what if I reward someone?â
ăăThere were only the two of them in the palace at this time, and as soon as the regent came, he had Murong Xiu send the palace staff out, and even closed the palace door.
ăăShen Jue was the last one to exit, and he looked back at Murong Xiu as he exited.
ăăHis eyes were filled with worry.
ăăMurong Xiu didnât want to show weakness in front of Shen Jue, so he just turned his head away as if he didnât see it.
ăăWith a gentle smile, the Regent stood up and gently strode up to Murong Xiu, his phoenix eyes slightly raised, like a hunter looking for prey, firmly placing his sight on Murong Xiu. Murong Xiu was currently wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, he was slender and beautiful, so beautiful that people could hardly move their eyes.
ăăAt first the regent wasnât prepared to help Murong Xiu to the throne, but at the first sight of Murong Xiu, he changed his mind and directly slashed the second prince who was kneeling at his feet with his knife. Blood splattered, and Murong Xiuâs pretty little face was also stained with blood at that time.
ăăHe thought that Murong Xiu would show fear and fall to his knees, but how could he know that he was like a peacock, obviously afraid, but still craning his neck and holding up his tail feathers, as if he was afraid that the bystanders would not see his beauty.
ăăNow the peacock was still the same peacock, but there was a dirty gray mouse by his side, and his peacock seemed to have grown fond of the little mouse recently.
ăăThis made him a little unhappy.
ăăâŠâŠ..
ăăShen Jue was standing outside the palace with Feng Qingbao.
ăăăAcross from them stood the guards that the regent had brought in, those guards arrogantly wore swords, but no one dared to tell them to drop their swords.
ăăFeng Qingbao was a little worried as he looked at the forbidden doors of the palace, every time the regent came, the emperor was in a particularly bad mood that day. He sighed softly and sneaked a glance at Shen Jue, who was standing beside him.
ăăShen Jue lowered his head, his eyes woodenly looking at the floor tiles beneath his feet.
ăăThis guy must have been terrified, the regent had taken a special look at him.
ăăFeng Qingbao thought in his heart.
ăăHe was a little worried about Shen Jue.\năăQin Yuan was the Regentâs lackey, and now that Qin Yuan was dead, he was afraid that the Regent would not let Feng Qingbao go easily.
ăăWhile Feng Qingbao was imagining things, a voice suddenly came from within the palace.
ăăâShen Jue, you come in.â
ăăFeng Qingbaoâs body stirred, this was the regentâs voice. The Regent actually knew Shen Jueâs name, Shen Jue he⊠he was afraid that this time he would be in danger.
ăăFeng Qingbao saw Shen Jue moving next to him and couldnât help but pull on his sleeve.\năăShen Jueâs footsteps slightly paused, and with a somewhat surprised glance at Feng Qingbao, he hooked his lower lip and pulled back his sleeve from his hand. Feng Qingbao was slightly stunned, why was Shen Jueâs smile somehow a little seductive?
ăăHe was too busy lowering his head, he must have been dizzy.
ăăShen Jue didnât care what Feng Qingbao was thinking, he entered the palace with lowered eyes.
ăăAs soon as he entered the palace, Shen Jue realized that something was wrong.
ăăBecause he heard the rubbing of clothes, ambiguous sounds, and Murong Xiuâs faint voice.
ăăSounds like they were coming from tightly pressed lips.
ăăShen Jue guessed what was happening in front of him, and he wanted to laugh a little.
ăăDuring his years as a ghost, he had watched countless love scenes between Murong Xiu and the Regent.
ăăHe restrained the laughter in his eyes and knelt directly on the ground. Shen Jue really didnât want to see it, so he had to lower his head, and if he could, he wanted to cover his ears. Why should he watch and listen to such filthy things?
ăăMurong Xiu glanced at the small figure of Shen Jue, his eyes were red with anger, and he struggled with all his might, but he couldnât break the Regentâs shackles. He was shaking with rage, but he couldnât utter a word. And the Regent insulted the beauty beneath him indiscriminately before raising his head, he reached out and wiped the watery gloss off Murong Xiuâs lips, tightly holding the man on his lap.\năăMurong Xiu gritted his teeth and couldnât stop trembling all over. When he closed his eyes, he focused on Shen Jue who was kneeling on the ground.
ăăHe must have seen it.
ăăThe regent silently admired the beauty in his arms, saw that the beauty wanted to kill the gray rat, and quirked the corner of his lips.
ăăIt was a strange shame for an emperor to be humiliated by the sight of a slave.
ăăThe more the Regent thought about it, the happier he became, and even spoke, âShen Jue, crawl over here.â
ăăShen Jue blinked his eyes and obediently crawled over, but his mind was a little distant as he crawled over. He suddenly remembered his senior brother, who had cultivated with him under the Red Ancestor, and his senior brotherâs favorite thing to do was to become a mortal and talk about those love affairs. At that time, he couldnât understand why his senior brother was so obsessed with love, for all the love in the world was just a lie.
ăăThe senior brother shook his fan at that time and said with a smile, âDull Jue, you donât understand this, talking about love is the most interesting thing in the world, donât keep cultivating and look outside too.â
ăăShen Jue snorted coldly and walked away with his sword.
ăăHe didnât understand love . Love, and he didnât understand it now .
ăăWhy did people need love?
ăăAll this talk of love was just a way to satisfy peoples desires. It was just a desire to satisfy oneâs own desires.
ăăIt was obvious that they were greedy for the other person, but they wanted to take the banner of love and finally possess the other person.
ăăIf they couldnât possess them, they pretended to be hurt, which was ridiculous.
ăăIt was not like they were begging you to love them, they didnât accept your love, so what reason did they have to be sad, it was just because their desire couldnât be satisfied.
ăăShen Jue had crawled up to the Regent and Murong Xiu, and he still had to hear the Regentâs voice before he could get back to his senses.\năăâThis gray rat is the one that broke in last time, isnât it?â The regent spoke softly, his hand still stroking Murong Xiuâs waist.
ăăMurong Xiu was livid and didnât say anything.
ăăThe Regent didnât want Murong Xiu to answer either, and he turned his gaze to Shen Jue.
ăăNo matter how he looked at it, this dirty rat didnât deserve to be around the peacock he was raising.
ăăâYou raise your head.â The regent said to Shen Jue.
ăăShen Jue paused before raising his head.
ăăThe Regent frowned when he saw Shen Jueâs face.
ăăThe injuries on Shen Jueâs face werenât yet fully healed, and now that he was looking at it up close, the injuries were even more pronounced and his entire face looked even uglier.
ăăâTsk, ugly.â The regent disliked him.
ăăShen Jue sniffed, but didnât lower his eyes, but looked worriedly at Murong Xiu.
ăăMurong Xiu found out that Shen Jue was looking at him and turned his face away in annoyance, his lips even more tightly pursed.
ăăThe regent found that Shen Jue actually dared to look at Murong Xiu, and couldnât help but feel a little amused as he released Murong Xiu, bent down, and looked at Shen Jue who was kneeling on the ground, âDo you know who he is and what you are?â
ăăShen Jue met the Regentâs eyes and said calmly, âHis Majesty is the Son of Heaven, and I am a slave serving the Son of Heaven.â
ăăThe Prince Regent nodded, âRight.â He paused, âThen I will now spoil your Son Of Heaven, so you can serve him well beside me.â
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TN:
Tsk, this reminds me of game of thrones, the regent is joffery , the emperor is a twisted version of Sansa, who the heck is the MC though, is he that red headed slave that was whipped by joffery [ it matches đ ]\n