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Su Wuqi's heart stabbed for no reason, and he was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe.

"My lord, what's the matter with you?"

Subordinates worry that their boss is exhausted and exhausted.

Su Wuqi pinched the center of his eyebrows and said nothing.

"My lord, you have been exhausted in the past few days. It's time to rest. Your body is important."

"No. Time is urgent and there is no room for waste." Su Wuqi propped his forehead with one hand, leaned against the window of the carriage, closed his eyes, and clenched a handkerchief in his hand. It's in the palace."

Lin Qingchen was still waiting for him, his little bastard was waiting for him to rescue.

He can't wait.

He couldn't afford to wait for a moment.

"Order, everyone will return to Luoyang immediately without delay! Let's go!"

"Yes, my lord!"

The fierce horse neighed like the wind, and the smoke and dust billowed like thick fog, blurring their figures as they walked away.

-

In the palace, there is a secret room that does not see the light of day.

Lin Qingchen was paralyzed in a corner, her hands were covered in blood.

Lying at his feet was a man with a bruised skin and a swollen face, spitting blood from his mouth, his teeth were mixed with blood and fell off the ground, his whole body was covered with silver needles, and his two eyes were wide open. , Both ears were forcibly pierced by silver needles.

Lin Qingchen looked at the masked man in a wheelchair in the shadow, and asked pantingly, "Who are you? Why did you help me?"

The wheelchair man turned his head, the weird mask looked scary in the dark, he said slowly: "You don't need to know who I am, I did this for myself, I saved your life for the sake of my life."

Lin Qingchen wondered: "To survive?"

The person in the wheelchair nodded and said, "Get up, come with me."

In view of his kindness in saving his life, Lin Qingchen decided to go with him.

Along the way, Lin Qingchen had probably guessed the identity of this person, and this person should be the fifth prince, the elder brother of the little emperor.

"Sabi, does this man have any plans?" Lin Qingchen asked.

Sabi: "No, there is no danger message at present, it should be a good one."

Hearing what Sabi said, Lin Qingchen was much relieved.

The fifth prince brought Lin Qingchen into a palace that was dilapidated on the outside but neat and elegant on the inside.

Lin Qingchen looked around.

The fifth prince said to him: "This is the cold palace, my home, just stay at ease and don't need to worry about anything else."

Lin Qingchen looked at the elegant and gentle environment around him. There was still a faint fragrance of ink floating in the air, as well as the fragrance of orchids by the window. He probably wasn't a bad person, but rather a reclusive layman.

In response, Lin Qingchen bowed his hands and said, "Thank you, Fifth Prince, for saving your life."

The fifth prince chuckled, seemingly disdainful and mocking.

He said: "No need, there is no such person as the Fifth Prince in this world, there is only one who wants to live."

Hearing what he said, Lin Qingchen couldn't help but look at him more.

"Report-"

"Eight hundred li urgently—"

Early the next morning, the little emperor was just about to go to court, and there was an urgent document from eight hundred miles away.

"What's the matter?" The little emperor sat on the dragon chair and stared at the dirty, tired and terrified people in the hall, his brows were furrowed, and he had an ominous premonition.

The soldier spoke very fast, and said in a panic: "Your Majesty! Jiangnan is reversed!!"

"Jiangnan...is reversed!"

"Jiangnan has rebelled not long ago!"

The little emperor's heart thumped like a thunderclap.

What... Jiangnan is reversed?

what happened?

Could it be...

The little emperor: "What happened?"

"Your Majesty, the relief funds shipped to the south of the Yangtze River were robbed by bandits a few days ago. The people already complained. Who knows that a bandit came down from Tiger Mountain and said that His Majesty ordered people to rob him. The bandit said that His Majesty would Use this huge sum of money to recruit soldiers, recruit talents, and cultivate your own power.

"Ridiculous! How could I do this!" the little emperor retorted sharply.

"It's really daring, such a pariah and ants dare to slander me."

The soldier lowered his head: "Your Majesty, we naturally don't believe it, but..."

The little emperor's role changed suddenly, gloomy: "But what? Say it!"

At this time, in the hall, the current prime minister stood up.

"Your Majesty, I have something to do."

A cold light flashed across the little emperor's eyes, "Say."

Prime Minister: "Your Majesty, that bandit is the second leader of Tiger Mountain. He has a strong temper and never harms ordinary people. It is said that he can't understand that the leader of their village colluded with the imperial court to rob the life-saving money of the people in the south of the Yangtze River, so he made the matter public. Let me know."

The little emperor's chest rose and fell, his breathing was a little short, and he pointed at the prime minister's tax: "Absurd! What evidence can prove that I did it? Prime Minister, are you going to stand with the mob and ask me?"

The prime minister said solemnly: "Your Majesty, I didn't dare. At first I didn't believe it, but there was something about that bandit that made me believe it."

"What object?"

"He holds His Majesty's holy card in his hand."

"Prime Minister, how do you know that the token in his hand is not a fake?" The little emperor gradually regained his composure. He knew that there had never been any bandits in it from the beginning to the end. It was just someone pretending to be a bandit and pretending to be a real one.

"Your Majesty, it's true. The bandit is in the minister's mansion, and the token in his hand can be seen at a glance. There is only one piece in the world, and that is in the hands of your majesty." The two people in the mansion led them into the palace and confronted each other face to face."

With a wave of his hand, the little emperor ordered the eunuchs beside him to bring him over.

At this time, the situation in the palace was grim, no one could think of Lin Qingchen who had disappeared, and no one sent people to search for it.

At this time, Lin Qingchen looked up at the sky under the dilapidated eaves in the cold palace. The clouds were densely covered with thunder, and it was oppressive and gloomy.

"It's going to rain." Lin Qingchen's clothes were blown up by the wind.

The person in the wheelchair looked at the sky and said, "The wind and rain are coming."

The little emperor sat high on the throne of the world's supreme, with a solemn expression, and his hands quietly grasped the handle.

The hall was dead silent.

The ministers buried their heads.

"Report-"

A high-pitched voice broke the silence.

"Your Majesty, the person has been brought, outside the palace."

"Bring people in!"

When people entered the hall, the little emperor collapsed on the dragon chair, why is it him?

He's been tricked!

The person he thought he could trust turned out to be someone else's spy, and he was played around all the time.

As soon as the token in the bandit's hand was revealed, the little emperor's heart skipped a beat.

He won't be sitting on the throne for long.

The ambition of being the lord of the world has come to naught.

As soon as this happened, the world was shocked!

They all began to "crusade" the young emperor.

-

The palace is facing internal and external troubles.

The little emperor was put under house arrest by the queen mother, and the palace was in chaos.

Lin Qingchen was lying on the bed, listening to the sound of rain and the sound of the piano, holding a large handful of melon seeds in her hand, and chewing them with her small mouth.

He gloated and said: "Hahaha, the little emperor can't be the emperor anymore, forgive me, it's so miserable, I actually laughed out loud."

Lin Qingchen propped up half of his body on his elbows, and looked at the fifth prince playing the piano: "You said that the little emperor has fallen, who will be the future emperor?"

The fifth prince concentrated on playing the piano, and casually threw out a sentence: "What do you think?"

Lin Qingchen smiled.

Of course it is their Dalang!Their big man is not only rich but also capable!

The master of this world should belong to him.

Sabi chuckled twice: "Since when did it belong to your family? Shameless!"

Lin Qingchen: "Heh, you know what! It's my family's!!"