Xu Jinchuan picked up the medicine bowl. The medicinal soup inside was at a suitable temperature and had a sweet smell. He scooped up a tablespoon and wanted to feed it.

Like feeding a pup.

For some reason, in his heart, his sister is still very young, and he wants to take good care of her. There is also a hint of guilt in it, not only because he missed his sister's more than ten years.

He felt that he must have been her brother in his last life, otherwise every time he saw Xiao Ci, he would feel a deep guilt, guilt that he missed a lot of her growth.

Obviously should be spoiled, but had to be independent.

Thinking of this, his voice softened a lot, and like coaxing a human cub, he asked her to open her mouth and take the medicine, and he specially added that the medicine was not bitter at all.

She was treated like a little brat, and a child would have to be coaxed if he was afraid of suffering when taking medicine.

Actually it's true.

He was originally a **** that existed in the world for hundreds of thousands of years, and was almost as powerful as the main god. Isn't Luo Ci just a little cub to him, and a half-mature cub.

In the past, he couldn't accompany her all the time, and he had to let her live independently in a small plane. No matter how indifferent he looked, he felt very indebted in his heart.

Luo Ci blinked, but did not object, and drank the medicine obediently.

Certainly not painful at all.

She knew that her brother could stay in this plane peacefully this time.

very nice.

*

Golden Palace.

Jun Heng looked at the ministers in the court with his eyes lightly. The lines on their bodies became more and more complicated. The branch lines that began to converge on the prime minister began to extend towards Meng Chi. Some ministers were even related to several representative important ministers. intersection.

This is the intrigue in the courtroom.

No one's mind is simple.

And the harem is not much different.

He sneered slightly in his heart.

After he witnessed the death of his mother with his own eyes, his eyes could see some fantastic things, such as dead souls, such as the connection between people.

Those whom he put to death said to him that you will be punished.

But no soul dared to approach him.

He had watched those people be executed with his own eyes, and their souls escaped. They resented him, but feared him even more. He said that he would never let him go after death, but he couldn't even get close to him.

He didn't care about retribution before, after all, the trajectory of his life was determined from the beginning.

So he didn't care about the gradually spreading poison in his body or how many years he could live, he had already decided to die when his body couldn't move.

But now it's completely different.

If only I could go back in time.

The young emperor sat high on the dragon chair and suddenly sighed slightly.

The delicate and handsome face is violent and sinister, and it is rare to have a bit of elegance. It is slightly calm and beautiful, like the person in the painting.

A gentleman is like Heng, and his feathers are Yuyao.

A person will make many mistakes, big and small, in his life. He will never regret what he has done in the past. He may have been annoyed, but he will never regret it. What he did is what he did.

But he regrets it now.

There are many things to regret.

The change in the expression on his face was so subtle that few people noticed it, only Meng Chi noticed it.

Meng Chi's expression was calm. Recently, many people have come to him to form gangs, wanting to overthrow Jun Heng's rule. The royalists are strictly guarding him and staring at him with vigilant eyes. He befriends.

They probably thought that he was interested in the dragon chair.

He lowered his eyelids slightly.

After the minister who was admonishing had walked in, Meng Chi stepped forward, clasped his fists and saluted, "Your Majesty, Wei Chen is related to the Empress, please allow this minister to visit the palace."

In fact, there is no kinship, but if he says in front of the courtiers that he has an old relationship with the queen, it will hinder her reputation.

Jun Heng's originally casual eyes slowly condensed a sharp sense, and he was not happy.

He said in a deep voice, "I found a genius doctor and specially sent Jin Wuwei to **** the queen to Yaowang Valley to recuperate her body, and she will not return to the palace for a short time."

He deliberately said that he had sent Jin Wuwei to protect the queen. One was to tell Meng Chi that he was very interested in the queen, and the other was to let the prime ministers know that there was less power around him.

Medicine King Valley has always been mysterious. For more than ten years, countless people have searched for Medicine King Valley, including some of the best martial arts masters in the arena, but they have all returned without success.

He was not afraid that leaking the location would put her in danger.

What's more, even if he didn't say it, the Prime Minister should know.

Meng Chi's eyes flickered slightly, and he returned to his position.

The Prime Minister's expression gradually sank.

Why didn't he know that Meng Chi was related to that girl Luo Ci? In the past few days, he secretly wanted to arrange for his eldest daughter to contact Meng Chi, but the other party didn't respond at all, and now he seemed to care about that girl. .

This is beyond his control.

Jun Heng glanced at the Prime Minister coldly, and was about to speak, when a sharp tingling suddenly came from his mind, there was a faint sign of fainting, and his face paled for a moment.

Eunuch Li was very worried, and immediately said, "If there is something to play, I will retreat."

Jun Heng got up and left without looking under the stage.

The Prime Minister was originally in deep thought, but was called back by Eunuch Li, and he soon noticed that something was wrong with the emperor.

He squinted his fox eyes, and felt a little joy in his heart. It seemed that Jun Heng couldn't last long.

...

In addition to being in a bad state at the beginning, Jun Heng quickly adjusted. His expression did not change, but there was a sense of dazedness and unrepentant pain deep in his pupils.

He walked quickly in a certain direction, the hands hanging by his side were completely clenched, and even trembled.

Eunuch Li was a little puzzled, he followed behind, his voice was concerned, "Your Majesty, this is not the way back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

He feels that His Majesty is not feeling well now, and he should return to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to take a good rest.

But Jun Heng strode forward as if he didn't hear at all.

Eunuch Li hurriedly followed. He was old, and he was inevitably far behind the King of God. At first, he didn't know where he was going. Later, he glanced slightly and found that His Majesty was going to the Prince's Palace where he had lived for twelve years.

Since His Majesty became the emperor and moved to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, it seems that he has never come back, and this is the first time he has come back.

The Prince's Palace is cleaned every day, so it is still very clean. The palace people were afraid of the name of the tyrant, and they did not dare to touch things indiscriminately.

When he came to the front of the hall, Jun Heng slowed down as if he was afraid of disturbing someone's dream, his feet were as heavy as lead.

Eunuch Li followed him for a long time, and naturally knew that His Majesty was in a bad mood right now, so he did not disturb him, and silently stood in front of the palace gate.

He looked at the door plaque and felt quite emotional.

It's been so many years.

His Highness has also grown up.