The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

"Your Majesty, you haven't slept for three days in a row. Please take a rest and sleep."

Ever since the young master left, His Majesty has been going crazy, paralyzing himself with government affairs and never stopping to rest.

Even my iron-clad body could not withstand such torture.

The great eunuch persuaded him earnestly, but as expected, the emperor did not respond and continued to correct the memorial.

What is this all about?

The eldest eunuch sighed in his heart and spoke again: "Your Majesty, you don't take your body seriously. If the young master is still here, he will definitely worry about blaming you..."

The emperor paused with the pen in his hand, then raised his head, his phoenix eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.

He muttered to himself like he was possessed.

"Yes, Xiaojiu is so delicate and loves to cry. If he saw me looking so sloppy, his eyes would definitely be swollen from crying."

"I have to have a good sleep to replenish my energy, otherwise, Xiaojiu will feel distressed..."

The emperor seemed to have woken up and hurried back to his palace to lie down in a hurry.

The great eunuch looked at this scene, shook his head and sighed, His Majesty is really obsessed.

It is said that the king is ruthless, but it is a bad fate to have such an infatuated child in the house of a ruthless emperor.

Everyone in the world knows that His Majesty has changed, but only he knows that His Majesty has never changed from the beginning to the end. He is indifferent by nature. Standing on a high place and looking down at the ups and downs of the world with cold eyes, the word "coolness" is engraved in his bones.

Your Majesty is a ferocious beast, and only the young master can get close to him. Now that the young master is gone, what else does Your Majesty have to worry about?

The current situation is considered good. He is not so crazy that he does not distinguish between loyal and traitorous people and ignores government affairs.

After the emperor woke up, he had a good wash and bath, and put on his moon-white uniform, embroidered with golden cranes.

Back then, he was wearing this kind of clothes when he greeted the young man who looked at him.

When the emperor reached the door, he stopped and adjusted his clothes again and again to make sure that he was impeccably handsome.

Then he pushed open the cold storage door with red eyes.

In the ice coffin, the young man's eyes were slightly closed, and he was extremely handsome. He was lying in the coffin obediently. Except for his pale face, he was just like a living person. It seemed that he would open his eyes in the next second and call out "Your Highness" with a smile.

The emperor stared greedily at the people in the ice coffin. He had fantasized about them countless times and looked forward to their future countless times. He had obviously reached the position of the Ninth Five Supreme Being, so why could he still ask for it but not get it?

"Xiaojiu, would you please wake up..." The emperor carefully touched Ren'er's face and shed two lines of clear tears.

They all said that it was the blood chess that emitted a strange light and took away your soul.

However, that chess piece, my favorite jade chess piece, is soaked in my blood.

it's all my fault.

If I hadn't given it to you, would you have never left me, and would the ending have been different...

The emperor lay prone on the ice coffin, neighing in pain like a trapped animal.

……

A few years later.

Qin became more prosperous and prosperous, and its territory expanded countless times, becoming the largest country in history.

Everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, the sun rises and sets and rests, and there is peace for all ages.

Any pain will fade over time.

The emperor resumed his elegant posture, with an approachable smile always on his face.

Gradually, the ministers in the court also forgot about the paranoid Majesty, and they all went to Cambodia to implore His Majesty to expand the harem and recruit beautiful girls to spread the branches of the royal family.

The emperor seemed invisible and did not make any response, which made all the old ministers anxious. The bloodline of the royal family could not be cut off.

The ministers gathered together to discuss for a long time, and finally recommended Xu Shangshu, the most senior person, and the Eighth Prince, the only one in the capital, to persuade him.

The two of them pushed it off for a long time, but they couldn't get away, so they had no choice but to agree.

After all this time, it’s time for Fourth Brother to come out.

The Eighth Prince sighed and came to Qianqing Palace with Xu Shangshu.

"But what is there to discuss?" The emperor put down his wolf hair and asked with a smile in his eyes.

He was obviously smiling, but the two of them shivered.

Xu Shangshu was the first to react, and he raised his hands and begged: "Now the harem is empty, and the royal bloodline is almost withered. As the saying goes, a country cannot be without a king for a day, nor can it be without a successor for a day. Your Majesty, it is time to tell the world, Expanding the harem.”

"Is there any? I see that my eighth brother is full of children and grandchildren." The emperor looked over with a smile, "When the time comes, just pick one."

Throughout the dynasties, no emperor would push the throne away from others, because he was testing his loyalty.

The Eighth Prince wiped the sweat from his forehead and quickly excused himself: "I don't dare, I don't dare. The Eighth Brother is just a collateral lineage and not a royal bloodline. Besides, those dogs have no ambitions and are idle all day long. They must not take on such a big responsibility. "

"My brother has been alone for several years, so he should have a close person by his side to help him relieve his worries."

Silence spread in the air, and the emperor's smile became weird, as if the moody king before had returned.

"is it?"

In fact, the Eighth Prince was the last person who should have said these words. If he hadn't been lucky and happened to win the boy's favor with the cakes, he wouldn't be standing here at all. Instead, he would be exiled to the border like the others, with his life and death unknown.

However, he sincerely considers his fourth brother. It is too cold at high places and the throne of the emperor is cold. He sincerely hopes that someone can untie the knot in his heart.

The Eighth Prince gritted his teeth and for the sake of his brother's future, he said with determination: "Fourth brother, he is dead, don't be obsessed with it anymore..."

"Shut up!"

With a swipe, a long sword filled with cold light was placed on his shoulder, less than half a finger away from his fragile throat.

The emperor was furious, his eyes full of frightening bloodshot eyes: "He is still alive, he is just asleep, shut up!"

The emperor was so angry that his corpse floated thousands of miles away.

The group of people knelt down and shouted to His Majesty to calm down.

"He's not dead, he's not dead, he's still alive. Xiaojiu is so good, there's no way he could leave me suddenly..."

"Xiao Jiu was so obedient, how could he die..."

I could see the aura surging in the palace, the emperor's long hair was disheveled, and the veins on his forehead were bulging out, like an evil ghost devouring human flesh and blood, which was clearly a precursor to a disordered internal energy and going crazy.

Outside the palace, a huge thunder resounded through the sky, the whole world collapsed, the flowers began to wither, and the animals began to stir uneasily, as if it was the end of the world. The people were petrified, and after reacting, they screamed and fled in panic.

The gods are angry!

At the same time, in the high-dimensional space of the universe, piercing alarms were heard one after another, the entire fast-traveling station was in chaos, and technicians were frantically typing the data on the blue screen.

The director covered the nosebleed caused by the sound wave and hurriedly came over: "What's going on? Is there something wrong with the alien source again?"

One of the technicians explained with a solemn expression.

"The plane where the alien source is located is about to collapse. The particles produced by the explosion will affect the Bureau in ten minutes. By then, the entire Fast Travel Bureau will be buried with it."

The director was extremely anxious: "Didn't we successfully conquer it? The soul body No. 9 has returned to the headquarters. How could the plane collapse?"

"I don't know what kind of stimulation I received. The energy in the foreign body is very unstable, and there is a risk of self-explosion at any time." The technician's fingers produced afterimages, and he was sweating.

"The energy contained in the virus is huge, comparable to that of the Lord God. If it really self-destructs, not to mention that we are almost out of the game, and the entire universe will have to be reshuffled."

"The only way now is to send the No. 9 soul body back."

"It must work."

The technician pressed the key and prayed nervously, his hands sweating.

At the same time, a meteor disappeared into the vast universe at the speed of light.