Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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This time, he will not put Chu Chen in any danger.

"Yes!" Although the little eunuchs didn't understand why he paid so much attention to the fire, they still carried out Xie Zhuo's order meticulously.

"Eunuch Xie," at this moment, a slightly familiar little eunuch suddenly appeared outside the moon gate in the courtyard.

The moment Xie Zhuo saw that person, his expression froze and he left in a hurry.

"Father!" When he returned to his courtyard, Xie Zhuo saw the sinister old eunuch again.

Perhaps because the dream was about to come true, the old eunuch looked extremely excited.

And on the table beside him, there was a cup of poisoned wine, a wisp of white silk, and a dagger.

When he saw those things, Xie Zhuo was unabashedly surprised and puzzled: "Father, this is..."

The old eunuch flicked the gleaming dagger with his hand, and said quietly: "Your Majesty is an emperor after all, we must give him dignity."

He raised his vulture-like sultry eyes, and looked at Xie Zhuo coldly: "And you, can you do it?"

"You asked me..." Xie Zhuo seemed extremely nervous, gritted his teeth and said, "Kill Your Majesty!"

While speaking, uncontrollable ambition and greed flashed in his eyes, as well as a trace of undetectable fear.

As a eunuch, being able to kill the king of a country with his own hands, how crazy and glorious is it?

He should have that look.

Sure enough, the moment Xie Wenlin saw his expression, he also expressed satisfaction: "After you go back, let the little emperor write down the imperial edict, and then..."

He narrowed his eyes slightly and ran his hands across his neck.

The hairs on the back of Xie Zhuo's hands began to tremble, he swallowed slightly, and said in an excited and fearful voice: "Son, obey!"

"After tomorrow, His Royal Highness King Zhao will become the real Son of Heaven!" He knelt on the ground and said devoutly: "Son, let me congratulate my father first."

"Congratulations for what?" Xie Wenlin looked at the idiot in front of him inexplicably.

When the puppet emperor dies, the person in front of him will die again.

Among these three items, one is also prepared for the person in front of him, and I don't know which one Xie Zhuo can use.

"Naturally, congratulations to my father for his success in power." He raised his eyes to look at Xie Wenlin, with fanatical admiration in his expression.

"Father has endured humiliation and burdened the Empress Dowager all these years, isn't it just for today?" His throat trembled with excitement: "His Royal Highness King Zhao doesn't have much power in the court, and his father will be his only support at that time."

"You also have the merits of being a dragon. It's not impossible to work hard to become the nine thousand years old of the dynasty."

Nine thousand years old is the highest praise that many eunuchs ask for.

But when Xie Wenlin heard this, his face changed instantly.

He raised his foot and kicked Xie Zhuo heavily: "Presumptuous!"

How had he ever thought about such things?

All he wanted was for Chu Li to become the emperor of this dynasty, to pass on his bloodline for a long time, and to pass on the bloodline of his Jiang family for a long time.

I also don't know what the ancestors of the Chu family looked like when they knew that the throne they worked so hard for was stolen by his Jiang family.

Xie Wenlin, whose real name was Jiang Wenlin, was an orphan from the former dynasty with a distorted smile on his lips.

The little eunuch thought he understood what he was thinking, but he didn't know what he was asking for was more.

After the incident was over, he told King Zhao about it.

As for the possibility that his son might kill him because of this?