Tyrant's Secret

Ling Jue put down his hand, and glanced at Pu Huaiyan wearily, the thick eyelashes cast a light haze, and the light scar on the brow made him look inexplicably morbidly beautiful: "There is nothing that can't be said until now."

Pu Huaiyan looked at Ling Jue and paused again, and finally lowered his head: "Old minister, I saw when I was reading ancient books, that your Majesty's body is actually... actually conceived."

"Ridiculous!" Ling Jue slammed the table and stood up.

Pu Huaiyan immediately knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty!"

Ling Jue laughed out loud at himself: "Conceived hahahaha...conceived...conceived!" There was a cry in his voice: "Pandelion! What the hell is Zhen? A man with a deformed body, or a man with a long face A woman who looks like a man, no, maybe she’s not even considered a human being at all, I’m just a monster in a man’s skin!”

Pu Huaiyan burst into tears: "Your Majesty! Don't say that, Your Majesty!" He crawled over and grabbed Ling Jue's sleeve tremblingly: "How can I have the heart to make you suffer so much, old minister? But old minister is getting old. , living one more day is due to the protection of the former emperor. Now, His Majesty is being blamed by those ministers, and the old minister can still help His Majesty solve problems. After the old minister is gone, there is no one left! Instead of talking to those ministers like this all the time, Your Majesty It’s time to spend, if not, let their wish be fulfilled. The old minister can also have an explanation to the late emperor’s spirit in heaven!”

Ling Jue closed his eyes and took a deep breath, suppressing the grief and anger in his heart. After a long time, he went to help Pu Huaiyan: "Eunuch, go down first..."

Pu Huaiyan insisted on kneeling on the ground: "Your Majesty, promise the old minister!"

Ling Jue's hand holding Pu Huaiyan froze, and his tone became serious: "Get up! This is an order!"

Pu Huaiyan paused, but still slowly knocked his head to the ground.

Ling Jue clenched Pu Huaiyan's arm: "Does Pu Gonggong want to push me like this?"

"No matter what outsiders say, the old minister watched His Majesty grow up. The old minister knows that His Majesty is a good emperor. However, even though His Majesty has made countless achievements, the old minister cannot just watch the blood of the Tianjin royal family die!"

"It turns out that even Eunuch thinks so..." Ling Jue's hand dropped, and he staggered back a few steps. When he reached the table, he pressed his hand on the corner of the table and clenched it tightly, as if this was his last support.

He clenched it so tightly that the sawdust sank deeply into his fingertips, causing severe pain, and finally shouted sharply: "Come on!"

A few guards walked in.

Ling Jue ordered coldly: "Help the Dandelion down!"

"Your Majesty!" Pu Huaiyan was helped up by those guards. He coughed a few times excitedly, and could only shout to Ling Jue with difficulty: "Your Majesty, if he hadn't been cornered, why would the old minister propose such absurd words to His Majesty?" I beseech you! Your Majesty! Please think twice, Your Majesty!"

"Stop talking!" Ling Jue looked away, no longer looking at Pu Huaiyan, and only replied resolutely: "Pu Gonggong, I can agree to anything! Only this matter, don't bring it up again!"

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! . . . "

Ling Jue closed his eyes and remained unmoved, until the palace door was closed again, and he slumped against the table as if all his strength had been taken away.

He was the only one left in the empty imperial study room. He lowered his eyes and looked at the mess all over the floor.Everywhere is showing his oppression and tyranny.

Over the years, he didn't know how many times he was on the verge of collapse, and how many times he gave up after hopeless venting.Time and time again, the humiliation and compromise have drained all his kindness and patience.

So what if you are an emperor?All the people are pressing him, pressing every step of the way, like wolves, tigers and leopards, forcing him to retreat.

He raised his right hand and looked at the thick gauze wrapped around his hand.

This is the wound left by Zhan Yanchu who found out the secret of his body and vented by beating the ground.

In fact, he had doubts about his own body's ability to conceive before.It was just because of the feeling of disgust towards his own body that he didn't dare to think deeply.Today, Dan Gonggong said these words, but pierced the layer of window paper. To him, in fact, there are few absurdities, and most disgusting and repulsive ones.

The secret of this body will always be his biggest bottom line.

Ling Jue sat in front of the dragon case, trying to calm down and review the memorial, but he couldn't calm down, and finally put down his pen, and couldn't help but ask the eunuch beside him, "Did you go back, father-in-law?"

The little eunuch was already terrified of Ling Jue, seeing his pale face at this moment, he stammered: "Please, Your Majesty, my old man is still kneeling outside!"

Ling Jue pursed her lips and frowned, and finally stood up after a while.

He paced back and forth in the hall, walked to the door of the hall, hesitated for a while, looked at the dark sky outside the hall, and walked out with big strides.Several eunuchs and maids at the side hurriedly followed up with lanterns. Among them, the eunuchs caught up and tried to put on a cloak for him, but they were restrained by him.

Wearing thin plain clothes, Ling Jue stood on the cold steps outside the hall and looked down.

Pu Gonggong knelt under the steps outside the hall, his back arched, and his dry hands folded in front of him for support.His figure was hidden in the cold twilight, trembling slightly, as if he would fall down in the next moment.

Ling Jue looked at Dandelion.I saw that the hunchbacked old man had white beard and hair, and he was no longer the dandelion who could support and protect him back then.

He suddenly realized that Dandelion was old, very old.

The last dam in his heart collapsed suddenly, he forgot his initial persistence, and strode down the steps in a panic.

This is the only elder in Nuo Da's deep palace who treats him sincerely. He can't lose this person!

"Pandelion!" Ling Jue bowed to support Pu Huaiyan, his voice softened a lot, and he said anxiously, "Get up!"

But Pu Huaiyan struggled to grab Ling Jue's arm, trying to pull his hand away, and said stubbornly: "If your majesty doesn't agree, the old minister won't get up!"

"Elder-in-law!" Ling Jue looked at Pu Huaiyan's cloudy eyes full of tears, and felt a sharp throbbing pain in his heart. Finally, he took a deep breath and murmured: "Okay! I... promise you! I promise you all." you!"

"Your Majesty!" Pu Huaiyan looked at Ling Jue in disbelief.Ling Jue immediately turned his face away, no expression could be seen on his stern side face, but he could still see that his eyes were red.

Pu Huaiyan burst into tears immediately, kowtowed heavily, and shouted: "Old minister, thank you Your Majesty!"

After saying this sentence, he finally couldn't hold it anymore and passed out.

"Pandelion!" Ling Jue supported Pu Huaiyan, his fingers trembled uncontrollably, I don't know if it was because of the cold night wind, or because of nervousness towards Pu Gonggong, or fear of what he just compromised!

"What are you still doing in a daze? Send it to the imperial physician!"

He growled and gave orders, but he couldn't hide his uncontrollable trill.

Ling Jue broke up with the ministers, and stopped pretending to "lucky" those concubines, and simply rested in the bedroom.

The emperor's bedroom was supposed to have some octagonal lanterns lit outside at night, but Ling Jue didn't have the habit of lighting them, and even had people draw the curtains to block out all the light.This way he can relax his vigilance and sleep peacefully.

Ling Jue was lying on the bed, eyes were pitch black.It was so dark that he could hardly tell whether he had his eyes closed or open.Only at this time did he realize what he had promised Pu Huaiyan.At that time, he only compromised with Pu Huaiyan under the situation of last resort.Now, he realized what kind of thing it was, as if his whole heart was being strangled, painful, disgusting, even mixed with fear.

Ling Jue thought of the lady who boldly showed her love to him when he was 17 years old.Delicate, lovely, beautiful, bright.At that moment, he was tempted.But when the lady threw the hydrangea in her hand to him, he didn't even have the courage to reach out.He rode on the horse and walked away pretending to be cold and arrogant.Everyone is amazed at his handsomeness and nobility, only he knows his own ugliness and humbleness.

Immediately, he will spread his legs apart like a woman, and show the most invisible part of himself to another man.

Ling Jue remembered that feeling.After that Zhan Yanchu rescued him from the river, he actually watched him all over.He couldn't help clenching his fist, and there was a burning pain on the back of his right hand.This is the wound he left when he was furious and beat the ground to vent his anger.He didn't know why he could hold back such a bloodthirsty temper and didn't kill people in that situation. Maybe it was just because he saved his life!

It's just that he feels extremely repulsed when he sees it there, how can he bear that kind of thing?

He covered his eyes with his hands, unwilling to think deeply

……

It wasn't until the curtain was drawn that he realized that he hadn't slept all night.

The people who served him personally were a few dead men trained by the Assassin Pavilion, with expressionless faces and no words.He was dressed and washed numbly, until a guard following Pu Huaiyan came in, breaking the calm.

"Kowtow to Your Majesty."

"How is Eunuch doing now?" Ling Jue asked.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the father-in-law is already much better after taking the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor. You can rest assured, Your Majesty."

"En." Ling Jue's expression turned pale, and he added worriedly: "When I go back, I will take the tonic that I paid tribute from Nan'an last time, and leave the matter in the hands of my father-in-law to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to take care of it for now."

"Your subordinate obeys orders." The guard was always intelligent, knew how to read words, and followed Pu Gonggong all the time, so he wasn't that afraid of Ling Jue.Seeing that Ling Jue's guilt was palpable, he took the opportunity to ask: "What happened yesterday, Your Majesty..."

"Let everything be arranged by the father-in-law." Ling Jue interrupted him, his expression became gloomy, obviously he didn't want to mention this matter, but as if he wanted to reassure Pu Huaiyan, he emphasized: "I will do it accordingly. of."

"Yes." The guard was also reasonable and didn't say anything more, just looked at Ling Jue's haggard side face and said: "Your Majesty, please rest a lot and take care of the dragon's body. This subordinate will take his leave now."

"Wait." Ling Jue stopped the guard.

The guard stopped quickly and asked, "What else can your Majesty order?"

Ling Jue stroked the bandage on the back of his hand, his eyes dimmed, and he said coldly: "I already have a candidate in my heart for that person."