"Senior brother, could it be that they have already started?"

The voice of the young man was transmitted through the image, perhaps because he was scruples about the voice, he deliberately lowered it, so he couldn't hear it clearly.

Glass pondered for a long time. According to the news he got, it should not be time to start, but Yuyin definitely couldn't have an accident for no reason.

Could it be said that every precaution was taken, or were they succeeded?

He has already placed people around Bianjing. If they can appear, he can't be unaware at all. Besides, this place is only a hundred miles away from Bianjing. If it is them, why didn't he notice it at all?

But if it weren't for them, in this world, who would be able to attack the little emperor?

They really have no scruples, even if they know that Yuyin is from Jiuhuashan, they still do it.

At this point, they are estimated to have already left, and the little emperor has little chance of life. It seems that he has to think about it in the long run.

"It seems that we are still a step too late," said Glass. "You send people first. Since they dare to do it, they will not be afraid of being investigated. The bodies of the little emperor and Yuyin are probably still there. Bring them back."

"Yes."

Su Chen looked at the little emperor lying on the bed and had regained his weak breath, wiped off the sweat dripping down his cheeks, and sighed lightly.

The little emperor's complexion was still a little cyan, but the gray-cyan at the tips of his fingers had faded, and his pulse had become much stronger.

He withdrew the spiritual power that had been put into the little emperor's body, and he had no choice but to control the little emperor's body in order to stimulate the medicinal properties.

At this time, there was no one in the room, Su Chen's eyes flashed with inexplicable light, and the little emperor's body was much weaker than he thought.

When he first met, he noticed that the little emperor's body was not as tough as he looked, but he didn't think much about it at the time. Now it seems that there is a reason behind it.

The emperor has always lived in the prefectural government, but the strange thing is that the little emperor has been lying in this courtyard for three days, but no one has approached to inquire, even the **** who was guarding in this courtyard before has disappeared at this time.

Su Chen has been guarding the little emperor, and Hong Mingshou did not dare to speak if he had any doubts in his heart. It was not until the evening of the third day that a servant finally left outside, looking at the courtyard door and looking towards the courtyard.

As soon as Hong Mingshou came out of the kitchen, he saw that the young servant retracted his head in a panic, and he calmly entered the room with clear porridge and side dishes.

"Finally, a living person came. I thought that Zhizhou was really bold and left the little emperor here without paying attention."

As soon as Hong Mingshou said that, he was stunned for a moment. The little emperor was thrown here, and he was in a hurry.

Su Chen drank the clear porridge slowly, and lost his appetite after eating two bites of small dishes at random. He has been guarding the little emperor for the past few days. Hong Mingshou's cooking skills are really poor, and he can only barely eat his stomach. It is really not delicious. .

"He's not just daring," Su Chen looked at the clear porridge in front of him, his brows couldn't help but knit together, "I'm afraid he has already voted for another bright master now."

Hong Mingshou's spoon stopped in mid-air, but he himself had forgotten that Heaven and Earth would find an emperor's substitute, and now he's back in the capital, and the little emperor in this courtyard is probably the one who took over.

It's just that the little emperor has been living in the prefectural mansion and has not left. Judging from the current situation, it must be clear to this prefecture of the drama of the civet cat changing the prince.

"If that's the case, why doesn't he dare to approach here?" Hong Mingshou thought about the whole story, and there was no crunch in his heart. He couldn't tell whether he was worried about the little emperor or whether he would leak his whereabouts next.

"The person who did it probably didn't tell him whether the little emperor died or not. I'm not sure, how dare to approach."

Su Chen said.

""

Hong Mingshou lost his appetite, he put down his spoon and couldn't help but look back at the thin figure lying on the bed. The little emperor's face looked much better, but he still looked pale.

The little servant looked around for a long time, and suddenly found that there were still living people in the courtyard. He fell to the ground in fright. Thinking of what his adults said, he hurriedly got up.

In a hurry, he rushed into the main courtyard and plunged into the study room. He didn't have time to see the reaction of his own adults.

"crash"

The blue-and-white porcelain bowl of the Jingde official kiln fell to the ground, and the owner of the prefectural government froze in place.

The scorching sun sets in the west, the crescent moon rises into the sky, Su Chen looked at the little emperor who slowly opened his eyes in front of the bed, only raised one corner of his mouth, and sighed with a light smile: "I'm late for the three-day appointment. ."

The little emperor seemed a little dazed at first, blinked his eyes, and when he saw who the person in front of the bed was, an astonishing light suddenly burst out of his eyes. He stared at Su Chen, his lips parted: "You are here."

Su Chen said: "It's a bit late."

"not late."

The little emperor slowly closed his eyes, the corners of his mouth were unconsciously raised to the sides, and his sunken cheeks were also flushed.

In the silent night, a solitary lantern came from a distance and stopped at the door of the small courtyard. There was no movement for a long time.

The courtyard door opened with a creak, and Hong Mingshou looked at the man in official uniform standing outside, "Come in."

There was no expression on the man's face. He followed Hong Mingshou's courtyard to the front of the house, but suddenly stopped, his face trembled and trembled, finally showing a trace of panic.

There were a few light coughs from the room. The voice was familiar and unfamiliar. The man's feet were a little weak, and he seemed to be a little unsteady. Hong Mingshou didn't look at him, he just stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the house.

The little emperor had regained some strength and was able to sit on the head of the bed. You only saw the man walk in front of you, kneel down with a plop, frantically burst into tears, and slowly closed his eyes, although his breathing was steady, But there was still a bit of sadness on his face.

"What's the news from the capital?"

When the emperor opened his eyes, he couldn't see any emotion.

The man just knelt there without saying a word, and the emperor didn't seem to care, he chuckled and said, "Forget it, now your master is no longer me."

A terrified whimper overflowed from the man's throat, and he raised his waist, as if he wanted to speak. The little emperor had already patted the quilt and looked at Su Chen, "From today onwards, I am no longer Aisin Gioro."

Su Chen said casually, "Then you can give yourself a new name."

"Su Pu, how are you?"

The emperor thought about it and asked.

Su Chen smiled, "The emperor of the Qing Dynasty actually wanted my surname?"

"Now the emperor of the Qing Dynasty has returned to the capital," the emperor smiled when he looked at Su Chen, "If you don't want to, give me a name."

"Su Pu, it's fine."

Su Chen laughed, his eyes turned to the pale-faced Zhizhou, his smile deepened.