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The emperor was critically ill, and the fifth prince Qin Yu'an became regent.

Upon hearing the news, Ling Si slowed down his moves for a moment and was caught by Chu Wang.

Chu Wang placed his white piece, "The security of the imperial city has been strengthened recently, so that nothing will go wrong that day."

Looking at the situation on the chessboard, the two sides are equally powerful. Every time they place a piece, they suppress the other side. Half an hour has passed, and there is still no change on the chessboard. It must be said that he is worthy of being the head of state in his previous life.

Chu Wang's position in the previous world was somewhat similar to Qin Wen's. After arriving in the Qin Dynasty, he came down from such a high position and became a subject. He had to kneel from time to time and pretend to be humble. Ling Si was curious about his thoughts.

He said, "The Eighth Prince is determined to seize the throne, and his private troops are gathering in Bianzhou."

"Jin Fei's mother's family is engaged in business. In order to prevent one family from dominating, Qin Wencai chose the eldest prince's maternal grandfather's family as the imperial merchant. But the wealth they have accumulated should not be underestimated. It is normal for them to be able to afford private soldiers." Chu Wang said, "When did you find the private soldiers?"

"It was a long time ago. At first, it was just some family members and servants, and then it gradually became a large-scale one. This time the movement was too big. I guess they are ready to burn their boats."

"Burn the boats?" Chu Wang's expression was cold, and he smiled without much warmth. "My Lord, you are overthinking it. A month ago, the Emperor secretly summoned Censor Wen."

"I know." Ling Si's eyes fell on a certain position on the chessboard, and finally chose to place the piece in the adjacent position, "General Chu, can you help me?"

He did not mention any so-called previous friendship. The two had little communication before, and this world even confronted each other several times. Chu Wang was the person he could not grasp the most. Even the most advanced algorithm in the system could not guess this person. He could vaguely feel what the other party wanted, but he was not sure. He chose to put aside the things he was not sure of for the time being.

"Chu is loyal to the current emperor and has no intention of taking sides."

The situation of the black pieces on the chessboard took a sharp turn for the worse. The young man took a step back with his chess piece, showing his weakness. Chu Wang withdrew his hand and did not intend to play the white piece again. He did not receive it, and his light-colored lips were stretched into a straight line.

Hearing this, Ling Si suddenly raised his eyes. The person in front of him was staring at him closely, but his expression no longer had the previous pressing look.

Ling Si poured him some tea, "I know."

Chu Wang watched the cold cup heat up, picked up the cup and blew a few times, then placed it in front of the young man, "Are these the only words you can say? Ling Si, how did you come back to life?"

The eloquence of more than twenty years seemed like an illusion. After a trip to Jiangnan, I also picked up the graceful and shy mannerisms of that place. It seemed like the first time we met.

Ling Si looked at the teacup in front of him, thinking about what to do. If he followed the method he remembered before, it would probably be...

He took a sip of tea to make sure the temperature was right, reached across the chessboard with one hand, pinched the man's chin, and with the other hand fed him the cup, his expression serious as if he was doing something serious.

There was a hint of surprise in Chu Wang's eyes. He didn't even think about dodging, so he bent his body slightly, pressed his lips against the wet spot, and drank half a cup of water.

After drinking, Chu Wangfu met the young man's gaze and lowered his eyes again, looking at the cup in front of him, his thoughts drifting away, "My Lord, just wait for good news."

Ling Si breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at him.

There was no disguise, no flattery, and no bad words as soon as they met. The tricks Chu Wang had thought of before leaving were of no use at this moment.

It turns out that just doing something for him can ease the relationship.

"Come here." Chu Wang found that Ling Si was in a daze again, and he felt a little unhappy. He was reminiscing about the past with him, but just after he agreed to something, his soul flew to someone else.

The two men were sitting opposite each other. Hearing the voice, Ling Si withdrew his thoughts and found that Chu Wang was looking at him with an unhappy expression. He moved to the right side, a little closer to him.

Chu Wang clasped his fingers pressed on the mat and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"Jiang Chen." I thought his hands would be cold, but on the contrary, they were incredibly hot. "Last time I wrote to you, the Zhenbei Army won a great victory, and the Diyi couldn't stand it."

Hearing that person's name, Chu Wang frowned subconsciously, "Don't think about it."

Human thinking is the most uncontrollable, he cannot agree to this.

Feeling a gentle pressure from his fingertips, Ling Si raised his eyes and heard a man's voice beside his ears: "Your hands are always so cold? Jiang Chen didn't even find a good doctor for you."

"No need to look. Everyone's body constitution is different. My hands get cold when winter approaches. My temperature is lower than that of ordinary people all year round."

Ling Si looked at the hands of the two men again. Chu Wang's hands were paler than his, with bulging veins on the back of his hands. When he made a circle around his hands, his knuckles were bulging and white, and his palms were pink, which did not look like the hands of someone who had been holding weapons for years.

Only then did he realize that Chu Wang seemed to have no calluses on the palms of his hands.

He turned over Chu Wang's hand, brushed his fingertips over the palm and the base of his hand, and found that there were indeed no calluses.

The itch in his palm went straight to his heart. Chu Wang curled his fingers slightly, "What are you looking at? Are you so curious?"

Ling Si told him his discovery, and saw Chu Wang's expression was a little subtle, "Wash it off."

His trim and round fingertips stroked across the back of Ling Si's hand with very light force, but a red line appeared in the place he touched in an instant, which was exactly the same mark that Chu Wang had just drawn.

Ling Si didn't understand and thought that Chu Wang himself couldn't accept the calluses on his palms. Every human being has his or her own preferences, which should be respected.

Seeing that the person next to him was still in a daze, Chu Wang felt a dark cloud hanging over his head. Sometimes the sharp-minded Ling Si was better.

Neither is right, both are good.

-

People can feel it when they die.

Qin Wen was lying on his back on the bed, with concubines, princes, and several court ministers kneeling on the ground.

He raised his hand tremblingly, and a piercing sound came out of his throat. Fugui came closer to him and said, "Your Majesty, what do you want to say?"

"...Holy, holy edict...holy edict!"

Fugui stood up and said, "Imperial edict, I'll get it right away!"

After saying this, he left the Yangxin Palace in front of everyone, leaving them looking at each other in bewilderment, their hearts beating like drums.

Li Tingyan stood aside and quietly changed his foot to support himself. Qin Yu'an lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking. The Eighth Prince stood beside Concubine Jin, with no expression on his face. However, his mother, with tears in her eyes, could not hide her joy. The Sixth Princess twisted the handkerchief in her hand tightly, her eyes kept waking, and she was suddenly pulled by Concubine Jin, and she almost screamed. But it was enough for the people in the room to notice her.

The queen's calm face showed disapproval, and she said in a warning tone: "Princess Jin."

The Sixth Princess and Concubine Jin were silenced for a moment. After all, even if the Eighth Prince ascended the throne, the Queen would still be the Queen Mother and the master of the six palaces.

Jiang Nanxi was weak after her miscarriage, so Qin Wen exempted her from the ceremony. In this situation, she just flattened the corners of her mouth and leaned half of her body weight on Yang Gui. Her weak eyebrows and eyes made people feel pity.

The Seventh Prince knew that his father never liked him and that he was not cut out to be an emperor, but he also didn’t want to be that lowly creature Qin Yu’an. By then, they would all be princes, and no one would be able to do anything to anyone else! ?

After a while, Fugui came back with several eunuchs. The four eunuchs behind him each held a mahogany tray containing the imperial edict. Fugui whispered in his ear, "Your Majesty, I have brought it."

"Read." Qin Wen seemed to have caught his breath and struggled to get up.

Several palace maids hurriedly helped him place the pillow behind him and let him sit up straight.

Fugui opened the first scroll of the imperial edict, his cloudy eyes trembled. No matter how many storms he had encountered in his life, he was extremely panicked at this moment, and his hands began to tremble, "This, this..."

Seeing him hesitating and frowning, Qin Wen had a bad feeling in his heart and asked sternly, "Fugui, what are you hesitating about!?"

He overestimated his own spirit, and after he finished speaking, he began to cough violently and almost suffocated. The palace maid patted his back tremblingly, while the queen stood aside indifferently, with no intention of stepping forward to help.

"Your Majesty," Fugui called out, and saw Qin Wen grabbing his sleeve and snatching the imperial edict from his hand with a ferocious expression. Fugui was worried that he would be hurt, so he quickly handed it to him.

There is not a single word on the brocade!

The red seal with dragon pattern painted on it was like a talisman to exorcise ghosts, and it was imprinted directly on Qin Wen's pupils, as if mocking him.

who is it! ?

The imperial edict was actually changed right under his nose!

"No need to read it, Father."

A loud male voice resounded throughout the Yangxin Palace, and then everyone turned to look at the young man at the end of the team.

Qin Wen looked at Qin Yu'an who was walking forward, his eyes were bloodshot, his finger pointing at him was trembling, his eyes were bloodshot, "You...rebellious son! Rebellious son!"

"Someone is coming! Someone is coming!!"

"Stop shouting, father. There's no one outside." Qin Yu'an said calmly and clapped his hands. A group of Jinwu guards rushed into the hall, holding spears and swords, pointing at everyone present.

Qin Yu'an said: "Send everyone to the side hall to rest. Do not let any flies fly out. Those who violate this will be killed on the spot."

"Yes!"

The earth-shaking shout made everyone present pale, and Concubine Jin almost went crazy, "Old Fifth, you want to kill the king, aren't you afraid of retribution!?"

Qin Yu'an drew out his sword, pointed it at Concubine Jin and the Eighth Prince, and said in a cold voice: "I don't want to say the same thing a second time."

The Jinwu Guards received the order and held their swords in front of her and the Fifth Prince: "Empress Jin, swords have no eyes!"

Looking at the shiny sword in front of her, the red hairpin on Jin Fei's head swayed, and her makeup was pale, completely losing her previous elegance and determination.

At this time, Censor Wen stood up.

The hall returned to silence. Li Tingyan appeared in Qin Wen's sight with the imperial edict in his hand. Until now, there was still something he didn't understand.

"Li Tingyan, I treated you well and pushed you to the position of prime minister, and this is how you repay me!?" Under the huge stimulation, Qin Wen regained a little vitality, his face was pale, and he spoke very fluently.

"Your Majesty, I am sorry for the humiliation. I only recognize one master in my life."

Qin Yu'an glanced at him and said, "Go and draft the imperial edict of our emperor."

Li Tingyan bowed slightly, with a smile on his face, "Yes, Your Highness... Oh, no, Your Majesty."

Hearing Li Tingyan's address, Qin Wen almost fainted. He pointed at Qin Yu'an and said, "I shouldn't have let you live in the first place. Your lowly blood can only produce a beast!"

Qin Yu'an turned his wrist, and the sword light flashed across Qin Wen's outstretched finger. The next moment, a bloody finger fell to the ground, and the old man on the bed covered his hand and screamed.

"You used to be the emperor of a country, but no one taught you how to respect others. Now I will teach you." Qin Yu'an smiled, and his handsome and fair cheeks were stained with blood, which looked evil and weird.

He ignored Qin Wen's pain, raised the sword in one hand, and stabbed at the person on the bed. Qin Wen was unable to dodge, and a piece of bloody cloth and a piece of unknown object flew out.

“Ahhhhhhh!! My…” Qin Wen rolled over on the couch, a scarlet spreading under him, veins popping out on his forehead, “You bastard!!”

Li Tingyan's hand paused as he was writing the imperial edict, and he felt a phantom pain in his body.

He said helplessly, "Can you control the strength? Don't let me see whether you are cutting bones or flesh. I hate blood. Don't offend the Marquis when you go back."

Qin Yu'an paused and put the sword on Qin Wen's shoulder. "If you can't control your lower body, I'll help you, so that you don't have to seduce every woman you see. You'll be more honest if you don't have this thing!"

The sword cut Qin Wen's neck, blood trickled down, soaking his bright yellow inner garment. The fear of death overwhelmed Qin Wen, "The throne... you've already got it, what else do you want?"

Sweat soaked Qin Wen's hair, making him look disheveled, and his previous majestic look was completely gone.

Qin Yu'an gestured casually with the sword, as if looking for a suitable place to cut, "That's far from enough. I will cut you into pieces and feed you to the dogs in the imperial city. You don't deserve to see my mother. You and Concubine Xian are the same kind of people. You two are a good match."

"Do you know how she died?" Qin Yu'an's tone became softer and softer, and he told him the experience of Concubine Xian like telling a story, "I asked her to kowtow to atone for her mother's sins, and then she died in the cold palace, and I took her away, just like I did just now."

Qin Wen's back was soaked with sweat, and he tried his best to maintain his dignity. The pain all over his body almost made him want to die, but his mind was still clear, "I am the emperor of the Great Qin, your father, even if you inherit the throne, you can't escape!"

Qin Yu'an sneered: "I didn't expect you to be naive. You won't enter the imperial mausoleum. Just find a death row prisoner. Anyway, every place in this imperial city is filthy, and the palace is a man-eating beast."

"You have forgotten your ancestors! You beast! You bastard!"

"Have you scolded enough? It's time for you to get going." Qin Yu'an retracted his smile, his eyes turned cold, he threw the sword to the ground, and picked up the quilt to cover his mouth and nose.

The person under him struggled for a long time, until the blood spread on the bed sheets, and then he let go.

He stood up and staggered. A force pushed him from behind, allowing him to stand firmly in place. Li Tingyan handed him the written imperial edict and raised his chin towards the puddle of mud on the bed. "Are you going to let him go just like that?"

If Ling Si hadn't told him to stop interfering, he would have wanted to stab him a few times. If it weren't for the imperial power, how could the Ling family be in this state? Why would Ling Si be so busy and imprisoned in this imperial city, unable to relax for a moment?

"Thank you." Qin Yu'an stood up straight, took the tea beside him to wash the stains on his hands, and wiped them again and again until his hands completely revealed their original color. "How is that possible? Just make him faint. Are you ready?"

He looked at Li Tingyan.

"My Lord has already prepared it. No one will be able to detect it when the time comes." Thinking of that person, Li Tingyan could still show a gentle expression even in the hall filled with disgusting odors. "How do we deal with those people in the side hall?"

"Except for the Wen family, the rest will stay in the palace."