I am the only one in the world without Su [Quick Transmigration]

Most of the dark guards are silent people who live in the dark. As long as they do their duty according to the rules, it is not easy for people to find out that something is wrong.

Chen Jun was familiar with these people at most, and maybe a new face would appear in a few days - after all, it was a high-risk occupation such as the royal guard.

The survival rate is too high to feel worthy of the high sympathy paid by the emperor.

But these two days, he needs to be on duty, but he still has a chance to see Su Zhuolo, because according to his three-day survival experience, he knows that the emperor will announce that Su Zhuolo will enter the palace tomorrow, and in Before that, he would also be summoned because of the prince.

It's just that there is still some time between the two summons, and he needs to think of a way to delay it.

The next day.

Chen Jun lowered his head and followed behind an elderly eunuch. The two had to enter the bedroom one after the other. The inside was filled with a strong smell of medicine, and there was only one person sitting in the bright yellow curtain.

His face was sickly, his temples were already gray, his figure was a bit hunched, and his cloudy eyes were a bit dull, but occasionally there would be a trace of sharpness, reminding people of his supreme status.

He is the king, the master of this huge dynasty.

--Su Zhuoye.

It's just that he was young and prematurely aging, but in his early thirties, he was already in the terminally ill appearance before him.

The old eunuch led him in, and when he was about to kneel down to salute, the emperor opened his mouth.

"You let him come over."

Chen Jun understood that he was referring to him, so without hesitation, he stepped forward and knelt beside the curtain.

The emperor stared at his face for a long time, then murmured: "This disguise technique is really ingenious, ahem, you will sit in the prince's chariot for tomorrow's grand ceremony."

The emperor waved his hand and was about to let them go down.

However, Chen Jun suddenly raised his head and said, "Your Majesty, I think there might be something wrong."

The emperor froze for a moment, and the old eunuch standing behind couldn't help frowning.

Chen Jun explained unhurriedly: "Although the disguise technique is ingenious, there are no absolutes in this world. Even twins will have differences. I can't guarantee it."

The emperor paused before saying, "Then what do you mean?"

"Perhaps we can try it in front of familiar people first." Chen Jun said his method in a low voice.

The emperor coughed a few times, and then said slowly: "Actually, you only need to hide it from one person tomorrow, and it doesn't matter to others."

He thought for a while and said, "Since that's the case, it's okay to try it out. Director Sun..."

"Yes." The old eunuch took a step forward and bowed down to obey his orders.

Then Chen Jun was taken to the side hall and changed into another suit.

Manager Sun looked him up and down, but he really felt as if the prince was right in front of him.

Chen Jun shouted coldly: "Director Sun, hurry up and report to Bengong."

Manager Sun looked at him for a while, and a smile appeared on his face as wrinkled as an orange peel: "That's right, that's right, Guard Chen, this demeanor is exactly the same as that of the prince."

Seeing this, Chen Jun softened his face and said with a slight smile, "Boss Sun is absurd."

The old eunuch wanted to speak again, but a shrill voice sounded from outside.

"His Royal Highness, please see me."

Manager Sun immediately walked out of the side hall and came behind the emperor.

"Xuan."

Chen Jun deliberately chose a good place to sit down. He could observe the situation over there and hear the voice clearly. He was really good after practicing martial arts. He had clear ears and eyes, and he could see and hear very clearly.

Not long after, a man walked in.

Su Zhuolo was wearing a golden court dress, her long hair was tied up with a crown and headband of the same color, and she still had that unbelievably handsome face.

The emperor sat on the bed and looked at the man kneeling quietly.

The waist is thin, fastened with a golden belt, and the hem is scattered on the ground, like a broken golden lotus.

For a moment, Su Zhuoye's mind was inexplicably complicated.

——If possible, he really didn't want to get to where he is today with him, but the status and rights abruptly separated them by a long, long distance.

Sighing inwardly, the emperor looked back at Mr. Sun, who immediately retreated knowingly.

The door of the dormitory was closed again, and there were only these two people left in the dormitory.

Chen Jun was sitting in the side hall, he didn't pay attention to it deliberately, but he never missed it from the corner of his eye.

Although he had already guessed beforehand, but the moment he saw Su Zhuolo walking in, Chen Jun still felt an inexplicable comfort. No matter what, it was always a good thing to meet an acquaintance at such a time.

The last world went too fast, and he still had a lot of things to ask, if he had the chance this time, he should ask carefully.

Chen Jun watched him kneeling on the ground with lowered eyes, straight waist, but expressionless face, wondering if he still remembered himself.

"Brother Nine Emperors, come here and let me have a look." The emperor stretched out his hand to him, his hand was thin and yellow, and he lifted it with difficulty.

Su Zhuolo stepped forward a few steps and walked to the bed.

"Closer... a little closer." The emperor took a breath and reluctantly said, "Sit beside me."

Chen Jun was stunned for a moment, and Su Zhuolo was also stunned. He walked to the edge of the bed, but did not sit down. He looked down at the emperor brother. He was obviously only 34 years old, but at this moment, he looked old due to illness. Terrible.

The emperor sighed, put down his hand, and said softly: "Zhuo Luo..."

"……kindness?"

"I hope you can...promise me and help the crown prince well. Jin'er still needs your help...ahem, help."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will try my best to assist the crown prince." Su Zhuolo lowered his head and said slowly, his voice was deep and cold, like ice spring jade.

The emperor looked at him and sighed lowly: "Zhuo Luo, why don't you call me Brother Sanhuang? I still remember your appearance when you were a child. You are as beautiful as your mother and concubine."

He lightly grasped Su Zhuolo's hand hanging by his side, and forced a smile at him: "It would be great if we weren't born in the emperor's family!"

Su Zhuolo pulled out his fingers one by one, and asked blankly, "What do you mean?"

The emperor coughed heavily, and said slowly: "I didn't miss the appointment on purpose, it was my mother who didn't let me see you, but now, Zhuo Luo, I'm dying, there is something I want you to Know……"

The more Chen Jun listened, the more weird he felt, and an ominous premonition inexplicably formed in his heart.

Su Zhuolo lowered his head to hide the impatience in his eyes, until Su Zhuoye took out a jade pendant from his bosom and handed it to him.

"This is the jade pendant you dropped at the bottom of the lake back then. I found it with great difficulty. I even suffered from the cold and burned for two days."

Su Zhuolo looked at the jade pendant, it was indeed his old one, and the word "荦" was engraved on the front.

The emperor handed him the jade pendant.

"Now...it's back to its original owner."

Su Zhuolo didn't answer because he saw that there was another word on the back of the jade pendant, Ye.

The emperor smiled wryly, and said helplessly, "Do you hate me that much?"

"I dare not." Su Zhuolo stepped back three steps and bowed his head slightly to show respect.

The light in the emperor's eyes slowly faded, and he laughed miserably: "You are so cruel!"

He picked up the veil to cover his mouth, and coughed several times in pain. The hoarse coughing sound was extremely ear-piercing.

The emperor looked at the bright red color on the handkerchief, and casually rolled it up and threw it on the ground.

"I originally wanted you to go with me, but in the end I couldn't bear it, Zhuo Luo..." Su Zhuoye looked at him expectantly: "Can you call me Zhuo Ye?"

Su Zhuolo looked at him for a while without speaking.

The emperor's eyes gradually dimmed: "You really still hate me."

"...What do I hate about you?"

The emperor smiled wryly: "I hate that I shouldn't have given up on you for the sake of the throne, Zhuo Luo, I really regret it, are you willing to forgive me?"

Looking at Su Zhuolo's gloomy face at that moment, Chen Jun suddenly wanted to laugh.

But he held back.

Su Zhuolo, however, glanced in the direction of the side hall calmly, and then said, "Brother Huang, I'm worrying too much, brother... I don't like men."

"...Zhuo Luo, why did you lie to me? Over the years, you have never had a single wife and a concubine, and you have never even looked at any woman. It is impossible for you to like women!"

"..." Su Zhuolo said, "Actually, I don't even like it."

The emperor looked at him with a look of understanding, and sighed, "You don't have to deny it, I know you still hate me!"

Su Zhuoye didn't use me, but me, his gaze was gently placed on Su Zhuolo.

Su Zhuolo took a decisive step back.

A trace of injury flashed in the emperor's eyes, and he said in a low voice, "I can't make it through today, and tomorrow will be Jin'er's day, so I'll leave everything to you."

Su Zhuolo nodded, and then retreated, only the emperor was left, holding the jade pendant in his hand, but his aura slowly faded.

Not long after Su Zhuolo left, Chen Jun also walked out of the side hall. Director Sun went in to serve the emperor, but ordered many guards and eunuchs to follow behind him.

Shouting and embracing, it really looks like His Royal Highness.

Su Zhuolo didn't go too far.

Chen Jun took a shortcut and walked ahead of him, then pretended to meet him unexpectedly, came to him, and said with a lazy smile.

"Isn't this Nine Emperor Uncle?"

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