Rebirth: The little puppet emperor, tearing apart the regent with his own hands

That's all, Su Qing thought to herself: In such a chaotic world, it would be better to die early than to be reborn early. This is a good thing, a blessing that Su Qing could never dream of.

Su Qing slowly turned around and walked out of the crowd step by step.

Zhong Ning wanted to follow, but was rejected by Su Qing with a wave of his hand. Zhong Ning stood there with a worried look on his face, watching Su Qing leave.

Su Qing dismissed everyone and returned to his own room. The moment the door closed, Su Qing suddenly coughed. This cough was like turning on some switch. Su Qing started coughing violently.

He immediately covered his mouth, not wanting the sound to come out, but unexpectedly, a stream of sweet blood flowed out from between his fingers, falling on his clothes and on the ground.

Luo Yun was startled and immediately said: "Su Qing!! What's wrong with you!!?"

Su Qing looked at the blood between his fingers in confusion, as if he didn't understand what happened.

"Hey, Luo Yun." Su Qing looked at his fingers blankly and asked, "Do you think if I die this time, will I do it all over again?"

After a moment of silence, Luoyun said: "I don't know either..."

Su Qing smiled bitterly. He closed his eyes tiredly, and then without warning, he suddenly fell backwards.

But he didn't fall to the ground, because a hand reached out in time and placed it behind Su Qing.

Yu Wenzhang looked at Su Qing, who fell limply in his arms and didn't know what was going on, with a gloomy expression.

On the wall behind him, there was a huge hole, which was broken when Zhang Liu was dealing with the assassins. The two rooms were separated by a wall.

At this time, the wall was broken, and the two rooms happened to be connected together. This is why Yu Wenwen was in Su Qing's room. As for Zhang Liu, he stood quietly beside Yu Wenwen, covered in wounds and looking very miserable.

"Sir, your health is not good, so I'll do it..." Zhang Liu said.

Yu Wenwen didn't show off, he nodded, and then handed Su Qing in his arms to Zhang Liu.

"He looks very tired, let him have a good rest..." Yu Wenwen ordered.

Zhang Liu nodded, then picked up Su Qing and placed him on the bed in the wing room.

Yu Wenwen stood beside Su Qing's bed, looking at his sleeping face, then stretched out his hand to tidy up Su Qing's somewhat scattered hair and pinned it to his temples.

Without the cover of her hair, Su Qing's tired and bloody cheeks were exposed.

Zhang Liu had cleverly brought over a basin of warm water and a towel.

Yu Wenzhang wet the towel with water and cleaned the blood on Su Qing's face.

"He is so smart, he must have guessed it..." Yu Wenwen said suddenly.

Zhang Liu said helplessly: "Even if you didn't guess, your Majesty should have seen it..."

It's just that my subordinates really don't understand. Sir, why do you have to force your Majesty like this? Are you really not afraid that Your Majesty will lose his mind and come in with a sword to hack you to death? "

After Yu Wenwen wiped his cheeks, he gently took Su Qing's hand and wiped the blood from his fingers bit by bit. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "Your Majesty, he can't do it. Don't the facts prove this point? ?”

After saying that, Yu Wenzhang brought the wiped hand to his lips, and gently kissed the back of that hand in front of Zhang Liu.

Zhang Liu: "..."

Just couldn't see it.

"And..." Yu Wenzhang paused here, and then continued: "If your Majesty can still succeed with you by my side, then I should doubt your loyalty, don't you think so? Zhang Liu? "