Accidentally Attacked a Great Demon King

Since that day, Han Zhiyuan has never seen the little emperor again.Until the morning court on the third day, he still claimed that he could not afford to be sick. Han Zhiyuan simply announced that the morning court in the next three days, although there was a lot of opposition, the regent was used to doing his own thing. There are also objections to invalidity.

Han Zhiyuan secretly laughed that what happened that night must have brought a lot of shock to the little emperor, especially the answer he gave before he lost consciousness. Han Zhiyuan believed that the little emperor must have heard it, so maybe he is now thinking about how to deal with him. How to kill our broken sleeve who covets him.

But Han Zhiyuan is also willing to give him some time. After all, you have suppressed him for so many years, coveted his dragon chair and delusional about him. No matter how you say it, you have to give him some time to think about countermeasures.

For a long time, the whole world has known that the emperor of Dayao is dead in name only, and the regent is holding the power to cover the sky with one hand, and he only needs to wear the dragon robe to sit on the world, but as long as the regent does not sit in that position for a day, the world will still belong to the Sima family In the world, those who are loyal to the Sima family still have hope.

Moreover, they have always speculated that the reason why the regent did not move was not because of the poisonous oath he made to the late emperor, but because they were loyal to the Han family. If they could not find a suitable excuse, it would be an insult to their ancestors Behavior.And they also tried their best to support the little emperor for this, let him become stronger before the regent took action, not to mention overthrowing the regent immediately, but at least they can compete with him, then the real power will return to the Sima family one day.

Of course, these are the ideas of smart people, there are always foolish and pedantic ones, doing things like death all the time.For example, the two secret books that Han Zhiyuan is holding in his hand now.

As we all know, the emperor was only seven years old when he came to the throne, and Han Zhiyuan, as the regent, said that he was assisting the little emperor. In fact, in addition to educating the little emperor in various skills, he was the one who made decisions about the big and small affairs of the big line. The basic one is to review the memorials every day. Even though the little emperor has started to learn to review the memorials at the age of 17, in fact, the ones in his hands are all after the regent has seen them.

Even if someone wanted to secretly send it to the little emperor, by means of the regent, the secret book would eventually fall into the hands of Han Zhiyuan first, and then it would be sent to the little emperor.But there are some poor people who just can't see through and are not afraid of death, so they insist on hitting the gun, but Han Zhiyuan also admires the original owner, such people are almost all those pedantic, foolish and loyal people left behind, but their identities are all very important Yes, and those with a little ability were all cleaned up by him.

Han Zhiyuan looked at the two secret books in his hand and couldn't hide his smile, then happily decided that it was time to meet the little emperor who had been hiding from him for a few days.

"Send it back," Han Zhiyuan smiled and handed the two secret books jointly signed by several ministers to the person in front of him, and said with a faint smile, "Don't let him notice."

After all, it would be too cruel to let the little guy know that the confidant he has worked so hard to poach was actually arranged by his arch enemy.

Han Zhiyuan discovered that the original owner, Han Zhongxin, was actually a control freak. Although he had no intention of seizing someone's position at all, it was more speechless than directly snatching him away, because the little emperor was actually a puppet for a while. No wonder people think about how to kill him every day.

So, Sima Jinlin, who had been huddled in the bedroom for several days, had just received a memorial secretly sent to him by his confidant eunuch, and was annoyed that these people had no brains and came up with an idea, when he suddenly saw Xiao Dezi rush Come in, and say the regent is at the door.

Sima Jinlin was startled, and without thinking, he folded the secret in his hand and stuffed it into his arms. When he raised his eyes, he saw Han Zhiyuan walking in with a gloomy expression, even a little anxious.

"Uncle Huang, why are you here?" The little emperor tried to hide his panic just now, with a surprised look on his face.

Han Zhiyuan's face was serious, even anxious, "Could it be that the emperor still had a hangover that day? Why hasn't he recovered after all these days?"

Sima Jinlin froze without a trace, but before he opened his mouth, Han Zhiyuan continued, "The emperor shouldn't drink so much if he doesn't know how to drink." Cover up your worries.

Sima Jinlin paused, showing embarrassment, and at the same time hugged Han Zhiyuan's arm coquettishly as usual, "Uncle Emperor, I understand, just stop drinking next time." However, after learning After Han Zhiyuan had such nasty thoughts about him, his state of mind was different after all. Sima Jinlin still froze for a moment when he hugged him.

Han Zhiyuan sighed, as if there was nothing he could do about it, and then he asked concerned, "Is it better?"

"Well," the little emperor replied hastily, "it's ready."

But he didn't want Han Zhiyuan to raise his eyebrows, "Since the emperor is well, why don't you go to the early court, and don't help your ministers handle government affairs?"

Sima Jinlin froze again, "I'm still a little tired."

Han Zhiyuan smiled secretly in his heart, but frowned solemnly on his face, "Could it be that you are sick?" Han Zhiyuan said as he was about to reach out to touch the little emperor's forehead.

Han Zhiyuan's sudden movement made Sima Jinlin's whole body stiff, and he was about to back away, but the next moment he suddenly thought of something, he held back, and let Han Zhiyuan's generous and warm back of his hand stick to his smooth forehead.

Sure enough, the King Regent is getting more and more courageous, and now he has already started to act. Sima Jinlin thought to himself, could it be that the King Regent can't wait, so he needs to do something, otherwise, if the King Regent is in a hurry I can't say that I can do anything earth-shattering.

Han Zhiyuan touched his smooth and fair forehead, and felt that the hand felt very good. He probably wouldn't feel any blasphemy when he kissed him, but... he didn't feel any abnormal temperature. The key is, is the little emperor sick? Is he still not clear about the disease?However, Han Zhiyuan still solemnly compared it with his own forehead, and then frowned solemnly and said:

"It seems to be hotter than Chen's."

Sima Jinlin couldn't help slandering that the regent could really open his eyes and talk nonsense, but he looked indifferent on his face, "Uncle Huang is worrying too much, I'm not sick, just a little tired."

Han Zhiyuan had a serious face, full of disapproval of his contempt for his body, "The emperor's dragon body is also the foundation of the country, how can the emperor not cherish his body?" Han Zhiyuan said in a deep voice, "Physician Xuan."

"Uncle Huang is really worrying too much!" Sima Jinlin was dumbfounded, there must be a limit to making a big fuss, the regent's ability to talk nonsense in a serious manner is even better than him.

"The emperor doesn't think about himself, he should also think about the country and the people of the world, right?" Han Zhiyuan said with a serious face, and stretched out his hand to grab the little emperor's arm while talking, "The emperor, lie down quickly!" rest."

Sima Jinlin was dumbfounded and almost wanted to curse, "Uncle Emperor, I don't want to rest." Why did I rest just now?You are the one who is sick, you big broken sleeve! "Uncle, I don't want to rest."

However, Han Zhiyuan didn't care about it at all, and pulled the little emperor back to the dragon bed, completely ignoring his struggle, "Didn't the emperor just say that he was tired?" Han Zhiyuan said solemnly, "Then lie down and rest first." , When the imperial physician comes and asks him to give the emperor a good diagnosis and treatment, the emperor should stop tossing about."

Sima Jinlin wanted to cry, but Han Zhiyuan's words blocked him to death, but he was also to blame, he was really self-inflicted, but Han Zhiyuan's next actions made him even more alarmed.

Seeing that Han Zhiyuan pulled him to the dragon bed, he reached out to take off his dragon robe without hesitation. Sima Jinlin was completely shocked, and grabbed his clothes reflexively, "Uncle Emperor! I will do it myself!" !"

Han Zhiyuan frowned, "Why are you polite to the emperor and the minister? The minister can be regarded as watching the emperor grow up." Then he seemed to think of something, and a smile flashed in Han Zhiyuan's eyes, "Besides, the emperor was so drunk that night. The emperor's naked appearance, the minister also saw."

Sima Jinlin only felt a burst of embarrassment. Thinking of the scene that night, he wished to find a crack in the ground to sneak in. The key is that the big broken sleeve still looked like a smile, and Sima Jinlin burned almost instantly. blushing.

"Stop talking, Uncle Huang," Sima Jinlin was extremely embarrassed, but Han Zhiyuan said that he would stop talking, and continued to take off his clothes with a smile on his face.

"Uncle Emperor, I'll do it myself!" For a moment, Sima Jinlin only felt that the severed sleeve was clearly intentional, but in the midst of arguing, what Sima Jinlin was most worried about happened.

The two secrets hidden in Sima Jinlin's bosom fell out unexpectedly.At that moment, both of them were stiff.

Han Zhiyuan's complexion was gloomy, staring at the two memorials on the ground, his eyes were cloudy and cloudy, and he seemed to be unconsciously exuding a strong oppressive aura.Sima Jinlin felt his heart beating wildly. The dangerous aura emanating from the regent made him bend down to pick up the memorial without even thinking about it, but he froze again the next second.

Sima Jinlin was annoyed inwardly. His act of trying to cover up was clearly telling the regent that there was something wrong with the memorial.

Han Zhiyuan held back the smile in his heart, tried to let his gloomy aura come out, and at the same time kept a gloomy expression on his face, motionless, trying to make himself look more terrifying.

"I didn't expect the emperor to be so diligent. I'm very pleased." Han Zhiyuan said words of appreciation, but he couldn't feel any comfort in his whole body, and he couldn't even hear the meaning of joy in his tone.

Sima Jinlin's heart tightened again, "I see that the emperor is too tired, and I have always wanted to share some of the burden for the emperor, but I was afraid of causing trouble to the emperor, so I thought of studying more in private, so as not to be a waste of help to the emperor. .”

Han Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, but his face did not change, "Then why don't you ask the minister to check and see how the emperor has learned?"

Sima Jinlin froze completely. At that moment, after all kinds of unrealistic ideas such as killing the regent on the spot flashed through his mind, he finally stiffly handed the memorial to Han Zhiyuan. Fortunately, he hadn't responded to it yet. Make a reply.

"I still have a lot of inadequacies that I need to learn from my uncle." Sima Jinlin simply broke the jar.

Sure enough, the moment the regent saw the content of the memorial, his face became even more frighteningly gloomy, especially the one about conferring the queen as soon as possible and expanding her return to the palace to spread the branches and leaves. Sima Jinlin only felt that the regent at this time, There was a terrible gloomy air all over his body, which made people tremble involuntarily.

Han Zhiyuan tried his best to put on a gloomy and frightening appearance, pretending to see the content for the first time, and caught a glimpse of a certain little guy who was scared and stiff, Han Zhiyuan wanted to laugh and felt sorry for the little emperor for two seconds.

After a long while, until the little emperor swallowed unconsciously, and wanted to speak a little out of breath, Han Zhiyuan raised his head, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said coldly, "They want to impeach the minister?" Han Zhiyuan's smile is full of contempt for the weak by the strong.

"Don't blame the emperor, the loves... are also painstaking for Dayao." Sima Jinlin squeezed out a few words dryly.