Little boy, you are obedient

Chapter 57

"Returning to Master, this subordinate has followed your instructions and told him about the several times the throne has changed hands. He should have fallen asleep by now."

Shang Li made a nasal sound, and walked inside.

The previous emperor had already fallen asleep, but a single lamp was still on in the room.

Shang Li looked down at the man on the bed and snorted coldly.

As if he had noticed something, the former emperor moved uneasily, pulling back Shang Li's drifting thoughts, he stretched out his hand, and pulled the former emperor from the bed with a cold voice, as if from hell the death bell.

"Song Yuelin, you finally fell into my hands."

After several struggles, Song Yuelin finally opened his eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes, he met Shang Yue's gloomy eyes.

Shang Li slowly squatted down, and gradually looked at Song Yuelin on the bed.

He raised his hand and tore off the human skin mask that had been covering his face for ten years.

"You stole my things, shouldn't it be returned now?"

Song Yuelin gritted his teeth, stiffened his neck and denied, "Who robbed your things?"

Shang Li was startled, but laughed angrily, and said in a faint voice, "Do you still remember the name Yuan Ling?"

Song Yuelin looked puzzled: "Who is Yuan Ling?"

Shang Li was taken aback, he carefully observed the expression on Song Yuelin's face, trying to find evidence that he was lying, but he was doomed to return without success.

The expression on Song Yuelin's face was as if he really didn't know Yuan Ling.

Shang Li squinted his eyes, snorted coldly, and flung his sleeves away.

However, the sleeves are too narrow and it is funny to swing them.

Song Yuelin stayed in the room alone, staring at Shang Li's leaving back, frowning and thinking carefully.

Yuan Ling...he seems to have heard of this name, but he really doesn't know this person...

Forget it, just treat it as a lunatic.

To think that he was a majestic emperor, but he was actually put under house arrest...

a shame!

Song Yuelin curled himself up on the bed, looking sadly at the mosquito net above his head.

Thinking of his fame in his lifetime... Bah, infamy, it's ruined like that...

Life is so ups and downs, ups and downs, ups and downs, ups and downs, ups and downs, ups and downs, ups and downs.

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Shang Li couldn't figure it out, Song Yuelin's dog forced him to take the throne, and now he acted like he didn't know him.

Ah!man.

Originally, the position of emperor should belong to him, Shangli, not Song Yuelin.

When he was about five or six years old, his father brought back a child about the same size as him, and that child was Song Yuelin.

His father handed the child into the hands of his mother and asked his mother to make up for him, saying that he had suffered so much outside.

And his mother's attitude towards Song Yuelin was surprisingly good. During that period, his mother even had a strange attitude towards him.

Looking at him... Shang Li couldn't tell.

His father was left without a prince, and he was the only son.

The throne should be in his pocket.

But on the eve of his father's death, he only called Song Yuelin to the bed, and even he was not allowed to enter.

After Song Yuelin came out, he brought out two news: the death of his father and an imperial decree.

The content of the imperial decree was to leave the throne to Song Yuelin and make him King of Chuanxia.

King Chuan Xia, not King Chuan.

One word and two words, there is indeed a big difference between the prince and the county king.

He was obviously the only son of the emperor, but in the end he only ended up with a Chuan Xia king and a mansion in the capital.

　Well, I haven't been blown away by the typhoon yet.

　　Probably because I'm too heavy.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)