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Cheng Xiaochi didn't dare to ask, besides, what happened just now hadn't been explained clearly, he stood in front of the emperor with his head bowed like a little daughter-in-law.

"Your Majesty, actually... uh... they are all young and ignorant."

Emperor: "Open the cabinet over there."

what?

Cheng Xiaochi didn't dare to ask, so he did as he did and opened the small mahogany cabinet.

"What does His Majesty want?"

Emperor: "Paper and pen."

Cheng Xiaochi: ...

Cheng Xiaochi laid out the pen and paper, which looked very expensive, and placed them in front of the table. The emperor raised his chin, "Let's write."

"What to write..." Cheng Xiaochi pretended to be stupid.

The emperor raised his eyebrows: "The suicide note, didn't you just write it?"

Cheng Xiaochi: ...

QAQ, why is this so! !Can it work!

Cheng Xiaochi's mournful face seemed to please the emperor, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

With a mournful face, Cheng Xiaochi picked up the pen and began to write the suicide note, but when he really wanted to write, he didn't know what to write.

In this world, there are not many people who bond with him, and he can't write about the people in his original world, but when he thinks about it carefully, only his mother can't let him go.

Always let him eat more, always let him go to bed early, always let him not sit all the time...

There is also my own work, the unfinished manga, I don't know if someone will continue to draw it, after all, I have already signed a film and television adaptation.

But thinking of continuing to draw, he worried that the other party didn't draw well.

Thoughts turned back and forth, a bunch of messy little details entered his mind, but he always felt that he had forgotten a lot, such as classmates in junior high school, classmates in elementary school, when he was a child...

This feeling is very strange, like having a memory fault.

For a long time, Cheng Xiaochi didn't write anything.

The emperor was not in a hurry. He drank the tea on the table and waited for Cheng Xiaochi who was thinking hard at the desk. Finally, he started to write, but he finished it without writing a few words.

What's interesting is that after Cheng Xiaochi finished writing, he felt his entire neck was red, which had obviously faded before.

Cheng Xiaochi was sad. The emperor asked him to write a suicide note, which meant that he was going to die soon.

Tears flowed down the corner of his eyes, it turns out that the feeling of waiting to die is so uneasy.

Cheng Xiaochi was full of inner drama, and his mood was just like what was written in his suicide note——Your Majesty loves me again!

"Your Majesty is finished," Cheng Xiaochi said solemnly.

"Ah."

The emperor didn't intend to read his suicide note, Cheng Xiaochi was a little anxious, if the emperor didn't read it, wouldn't he just write it for nothing?

He put the suicide note on the table, hoping that the emperor could take a look at it in his busy schedule, but in fact, the emperor was ready to take a bath.

Cheng Xiaochi, a straight man, was prepared to give the emperor a bath and rub his back, but the emperor asked Cheng Xiaochi to fill up the water and leave, so he could take a bath alone.

what.

Is the emperor so shy?

Cheng Xiaochi couldn't help thinking of what Gao Zhao said, the emperor must never be accompanied by others when he sleeps, and he never shows his body, so the emperor actually doesn't let people watch him when he takes a bath?

Wait a minute, doesn't he have hidden guards?

I will definitely see it.

Cheng Xiaochi became curious and found Gu Yun who was resting in the lobby.

It was getting late, people in the lobby were looking for more people, Gu Yun sat in the corner, Cheng Xiaochi sat beside him, chatted casually and asked if they were not personal protection?Why not stay with His Majesty.

Gu Yun: "Now An Cheng is protecting His Majesty."

oh?Still working in shifts.

That means that the emperor has no hidden secrets, so why not show it to others?

Later, to become the emperor's personal bodyguard, there must be some kind of confidentiality agreement with the emperor. Even if he saw something, he probably wouldn't be able to tell it.

Maybe there is also the legendary "pill control".

It's definitely possible.

Thinking of this, Cheng Xiaochi gave up the idea of ​​satisfying curiosity from Gu Yun.

After nearly half an hour, the emperor finally finished washing and entered the room in Cheng Xiaochi. There was dense water vapor in the room. The emperor was lying on the recliner with disheveled hair, his hair was still a little wet, his clothes were half loose, and a little bit of his chest could be vaguely seen.The mobile terminal remembers in a second to provide you with wonderful novels. After reading Cheng Xiaoike's heart beat wildly, and his eyes were particularly uncomfortable.

For some reason, Cheng Xiaochi always felt that there was a faint fishy smell in the house, which he couldn't describe. The window that was closed just now had been opened, and a gust of wind blew through, and there was no smell left in the room.

Cheng Xiaochi picked up the towel like a dog, sat behind the emperor and wiped his hair. For some reason, the faint fishy smell became recognizable when he was next to the emperor.

Cheng Xiaochi, who already had a lot of messy thoughts in his head, suddenly became a little nervous.

How can there be such a smell?

It's a bit like the smell of seaweed slices, what's going on?

In Cheng Xiaochi's mind, he quickly recalled the "Fellow Daoist Crossing the Tribulation" he met in the past few days. What happened to the fellow Daoist Crossing the Tribulation?Is there anyone who travels through?

It's not impossible, there are me and Gao Zhao in a place as big as the palace, maybe there are others?

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a strange feeling, why do so many people travel through this world, if it is different time and space, there are so many time and space, why bother to wear this one?

Or is there something special about this time and space...

Maybe there is some treasure in this time and space!Those people who can tear time and space come to this world on purpose. As an otaku, he doesn't think much about these strange things.

It's just that... the emperor doesn't look like he came from time travel at all, after all, he kills people without blinking an eye!

"Your Majesty, is the water quality here bad?"

The emperor narrowed his eyes, "Huh?"

"It smells weird."

The emperor showed an approving expression, "Well, it doesn't smell good."

When the emperor said that, Cheng Xiaochi relaxed.

After a while, the fishy smell gradually disappeared, and the emperor's hair was almost dry. Cheng Xiaochi smelled it hard, but he couldn't smell the fishy smell.

Sure enough, it was a water problem.

The rain outside became heavier, Cheng Xiaochi closed the window again, turned his head to see the suicide note on the table, the suicide note was in the same position as before, and it seemed that it had not been opened by anyone who needed to see it.

oh oh oh.

Cheng Xiaochi put down the towel, and tentatively said: "Your Majesty...then what..."

"Huh?" The emperor seemed in a good mood, squinting his eyes and looking very lazy, giving people an illusion, like a big cat preparing to sleep, Cheng Xiaochi almost stretched out his hand to stroke his chin.

Control it!Become Koike!Stretch out one hand, chop two tomorrow!Boom, I really want to masturbate!

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, until Cheng Xiaochi was about to sleep, he didn't listen to it, but could hear the intense sound of the rain outside.

Cheng Xiaochi was in a relaxed mood, he got into the innermost part of the bed, minimized his size, closed his eyes and prepared, a moment later, the emperor also came up, Cheng Xiaochi was very close, the tip of his nose was about to touch the other's shoulder, he sniffed, There was no fishy smell, but a scent of cologne.

At this point, Cheng Xiaochi had put the fishy smell behind him, said "Good night, Your Majesty", and fell asleep.

The next day, it rained heavily, and the plan to travel was forced to be terminated. They were blocked in the inn by the rain and could not go out.

Because of the rain, there were very few people in the lobby of the inn, so Cheng Xiaochi found a table by the side, and read the short story book bought by Gu Yun.

But the script is a bit boring, he misses online games, but there is no internet in this era, so he can only rely on the most simple entertainment to enrich his inner spirit.

At this time, he thought of——Fighting the Landlord!Mahjong!Interactive little board games like King Game!

By the way, there is no mahjong in this era, right?

And even if they go back to the palace and ask Gao Zhao to play, there are still not enough people, not even one of the three is missing.

But it's okay, mahjong is so simple, you can teach it casually, but where can you get mahjong?

After a while, the rain subsided, and a few people came to the inn. Among them, a craftsman carrying a wooden box sat beside Cheng Xiaochi.

He ordered a bowl of tea, opened his wooden box, and seemed to be about to do something. Cheng Xiaochi saw that he was polishing wood, as if he was making an ornament.

Cheng Xiaochi's eyes lit up, and he thought of a way.

He walked over slowly, looked around for a while, and asked, "What are you doing?"

The craftsman glanced at Cheng Xiaochi, "Make a villain for my daughter, she said the sugar figure is too easy, let him carve a wooden one for her."

The craftsman is agile and quite pure, and the villain in Cheng Xiaochi's heart is cheering, how lucky he is!

Cheng Xiaochi: "I have an order here, will you accept it?"

"what?"

Cheng Xiaochi quickly drew a set of mahjong blueprints for the other party, with the length, width and height all set, and then the patterns on it were restored by [-] to [-]%.

Craftsmen have never seen: "What is this? It's easy to do."

Cheng Xiaochi: "A game prop, you can make it according to my drawing."

"It's done, it will be done in three days," the other party said that this thing is very simple, isn't it just made into blocks and then carved something.

Cheng Xiaochi was very excited. With mahjong, he can ask Gao Zhao to play mahjong when he returns to the palace this time, and find two smarter ones to teach them the rules.

After paying the deposit, Cheng Xiaochi hummed a song and continued to read the storybook. When he was in a good mood, the storybook looked a lot better.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Cheng just commissioned a carpenter to make something in the lobby."

Cheng Xiaochi is a carpenter who only hooked up with Gu Yun when he was not around. How could he think that it was all under the noses of a few guards, and he didn't hide it at all.

The emperor put down the book in his hand, and asked with some interest, "Huh? What is it?"

Gu Yun made a comparison: "It's probably a kind of square with circles, sticks and swastikas on it."

The emperor stopped turning the book: "Be more careful."

"It's the numbers from one to nine, each pattern has four, and then..." After Gu Yun finished speaking, he said again: "Probably Mr. Cheng finds it boring, so let's have some fun."

Cheng Xiaochi was still in the lobby, when suddenly several familiar voices made him prick up his ears, and two or three men in knight suits appeared.

"I found a three-star dragon carp outside the river yesterday, and I let him escape by mistake."

"Who is the fellow Taoist who crossed the catastrophe a few days ago?"

"I heard that there is a real dragon in the world, but I don't know if it is true."

"Indeed, the purple air in the town is coming from the east. I look at the sky, and a real dragon has appeared in this town recently."

"Should we kill the dragon?"

After a few words, Cheng Xiaochi was shocked on the spot.

what's the situation?

Is this the ordinary world or cultivation.world?Why is there still fantasy?What the hell is that dragon carp?

Is it related to the smelly water yesterday?

What the hell is Zhanlong?

Here, Cheng Xiaochi couldn't help but think of the emperor. If he diverges his thinking, then the real dragon might be talking about the emperor. After all, the emperor is the son of the real dragon...

Several people left after saying a few words, and Cheng Xiaochi didn't even have time to ask.

After hearing these words, Cheng Xiaochi's legs trembled hopelessly, Du Jie, Samsung Dragon Carp, True Dragon!Kill the dragon!Should he tell the emperor to go! ?

God, he won't really travel to the fantasy world, and sadly become a mortal. Those few people just now are cultivators...

Thinking of this, his world view was overturned, and he walked towards the guest room with weak legs, and he heard people talking in the shop while walking.

"Those three are here again?"

Cheng Xiaochi immediately pricked up his ears!

"Yeah, I heard that they bought all the fish from the fish shop in the east of the city, and they said they want to release them? As a result, the water in the moat of the east city became a little fishy because of too many dead fish, and the water in the well recently also smelled a little bit."

Cheng Xiaochi: ...

"Yesterday they pointed to the sky and said that a fellow Taoist is crossing the catastrophe!"

"Are they hysterical?"

Cheng Xiaochi: ...

"Hahahaha, the funniest thing is that the three of them bought three iron swords last month and said they wanted to cultivate into immortals, but they almost died after starving for three days."

Cheng Xiaochi: ……………

Damn(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻, aren’t you kidding me? It turns out they are just a few middle school youths!

I almost ran to tell the emperor that there are troublemakers trying to harm you!

I almost thought the emperor was a mermaid! !