Chapter 1628 The Regent and the Dog Emperor 61

  Chunsheng’s eyes fell on the tray, in the clear bowl of rice soup that could illuminate people. That soup is what Shen Li eats today.

  He pattered his tears, and he couldn't wipe it clean no matter how he wiped it.

   "Your Majesty, the slave begs you, please eat some! If this continues, your body will really be unbearable!"

Shen Li’s eyes were filled with holes. He moved his gaze slowly and landed on the bowl of clear rice soup. He twitched the corners of his lips weakly. I'm dead, he hates me..."

  In fact, Shen Li doesn't blame her, her little thoughts are indeed not on the stage.

  Could be so, he couldn’t let it go either——

  Chunsheng whimpered with a sad expression.

  He knew that there were only a few rice grains in a bowl of rice soup every day. What is the use for a man?

   Sooner or later, it will not last.

   "Yo? yo yo, what's wrong? Why are our seven princes lingering here now?"

   Footsteps sounded outside the hall.

   Chunsheng flickered, and quickly got up and stood in front of Shen Li's bed.

   "His Royal Highness Six, Six..."

  Shen Li's vision is blurred, Chunsheng's thin body can't stop anything at all. He looked at the face that was five points similar to the emperor's uncle, and murmured softly, "The emperor's uncle..."

   "Uncle Emperor? Huh? Do you dare to be called Uncle Nine Emperor?!"

  Shen Xuan sneered, stepped forward and pushed Chunsheng away, who fell to the ground severely.

"Is the emperor uncle able to climb high? A lowly maid's low seed deserves to die here! Don't you know? The emperor is now standing on the prince's side and intends to support the prince as the new emperor. Oh, then, you will be dead here, and no one will collect your body for you! Oh—"

  He suddenly patted his forehead and smiled a little Chunsheng, "And he, this little **** will die with you too, hahaha!!!"

   "His Royal Highness... Your Highness Seven..."

   Chunsheng knelt on the ground, crying and looking at Shen Li.

  This is the little **** who has always been to him. I don’t know how many times he dragged Shen Li out of the ghost gate.

  If there was no Chunsheng, he would have been like Shen Xuan said.

  I don’t know when, I just rotted to death in this dilapidated palace, turned into a pile of mud, withered bones, and no one would find it.

  Who cares about a maid’s child?

  Uncle Emperor, Uncle Emperor...

  He sat up slowly, his pale gray face showing a lifelessness, and he stared at Shen Xuan's face faintly.

   "What did you say? Say it again."

  The voice that fell in the ear was hoarse and not look like, and the dark eyes could not penetrate the slightest light, and it was heavy and cold. Shen Xuan was frightened by the look in the eyes of this fierce ghost, and couldn't help taking a half step back.

  He became angry and said, "Why does this prince listen to you? A bastard! Come here, pluck me the tongue of this dog minion, and it makes me upset!"

   "His Royal Highness Seven!!"

   Chunsheng’s horrified eye sockets were cracking, he kept trembling and crawled back, "Don't... don't..."

  The eunuchs got orders from Shen Xuan, geared up, and walked towards Chunsheng.

  Shen Li looked quietly.

  No one noticed, there was a thread of blood under the eyes, gradually spreading.

   "Shen Xuan, you better stop them."

   There was a violent wind outside the hall, like a ghost roaring.

  Shen Xuan was taken aback, speaking of it, he would only bully others. The sky darkened, and dark clouds were surging.

  The wind swept from the hall with fallen leaves.

  He opened his lips, not daring to meet Shen Li's eyes.

  (End of this chapter)