Xiao Zhi and Lord Qin

Xiao Zhi suddenly felt that time passed extremely slowly.

Lord Qin held the emperor's neck without exerting any force, but the little one still found it difficult to breathe.

Lord Qin's originally cold hands were already filled with the emperor's body temperature, as if they had merged with the emperor's body.

"Is the emperor forcing his ministers to kill the king himself?" Seeing that Xiao Zhi was about to suffocate himself, Master Qin hurriedly let go of his hand and said helplessly.

The little one gasped for breath and couldn't speak, but his eyes suddenly became moist and looked like he was about to cry.

Lord Qin sighed softly, and apologized: "It's Lord Qin's fault. Lord Qin... broke his promise before."

Xiao Zhi was so wronged that he sniffed, but he was still worried for Lord Qin and said: "Then what if the emperor is gone?"

Mr. Qin was stunned for a moment, and then said frankly: "Of course, I am only responsible to the emperor. Since...he is already like this, he is not considered the emperor anymore. Now...where he is, of course, it has nothing to do with the minister."

Master Qin felt that his words were far-fetched.

Xiao Zhi nodded in agreement, then opened his eyes and asked earnestly: "Master Qin is really only responsible to the emperor?"

Master Qin nodded solemnly and replied: "That's the case."

At this time, Xiaozhi decided that he could no longer pretend to be asleep and let Concubine Hui hold the mahogany sword and babble at him every night.

A few days ago, Concubine Hui also changed to a new pattern - ink fountain and cinnabar.

When Xiaozhi woke up, he found that the bed was covered with ink marks and red marks, but Concubine Hui explained with a deep expression that she got up in the middle of the night and suddenly wanted to make a painting for the emperor.

Xiao Zhi clenched his fists in fear. From now on, he must be very careful about anything that might threaten his identity.

Master Qin saw that Xiao Zhi was ready to fight, and a faint smile hung from the corner of his eyes: "The minister is back now, the emperor doesn't need to be so nervous."

Xiao Zhi's heart warmed up, but when he looked up, he found that Master Qin was staring at him curiously, and immediately asked a little anxiously: "What's wrong, Master Qin?"

Master Qin suddenly became serious, and said in a deep voice: "Don't move!"

Xiao Zhi panicked and remained motionless.

In the next second, Lord Qin's slender and white hands pinched the emperor's face, his eyebrows were curved, and he smiled very nicely: "Your emperor's face is quite interesting to use."

Seeing the little face suddenly turned red, Master Qin quickly let go of his hands, and carefully rubbed his face: "Did you use too much strength, why is it so scary?"

Xiao Zhi pulled Master Qin's hand, buried his head and covered his face with his cold palm, and complained in a hoarse voice after a long while: "Master Qin, please stop making trouble."

Xiaozhi feels that he is very flustered now, his body seems a little strange?This strange feeling made him feel at a loss for a while and became restless.

Master Qin was a little surprised. He looked at Xiao Zhi's buried head, but he didn't expect Xiao Zhi to be angry.

There was silence.

Mr. Qin pondered for a while, and felt that Xiaozhi still had shadows in his heart about those things in the past.

After Mr. Qin figured it out, he began to regret his recklessness.

He coughed lightly: "The minister is reckless, the emperor forgives me."

Xiaozhi was still struggling with his body, but when he heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

What does Mr. Qin want to apologize for?

Xiao Zhi rubbed his face vigorously, raised his head and suddenly made a grimace at Master Qin:

"Is the emperor interesting, Lord Qin?"

Master Qin was stunned for a second, and then he couldn't help laughing, that smile shone so brightly that it drove away the tired look on his face.