Quick wear: Oops! The paranoid god is a love brain

Chapter 794 The Prince's Secret Guard 18

This was the first time the old emperor encountered such a situation.

This was the first time in his life that he was so frightened that he couldn't help but widen his eyes. He didn't know how he should react.

But it's different from his situation.

Yan Feng behaved quite calmly.

Patting the old emperor on the head, he said, "I know you can't move your hands and legs, and your throat can't make any sound. Do you think it's weird and scary? I can tell you mercifully that this is all the effect I created."

"I want to talk to you about something. If you are willing to cooperate, I can temporarily refrain from doing anything to you."

"If you understand and are willing to cooperate, just nod your head obediently. I'll count to three. If you don't nod, I'll assume you want to resist. Then I have a little torture that will make your life worse than death. Maybe..."

"I think you'll like it."

At the end, the smile on Yan Feng's face became a little more terrifying. But he didn't give the other party too much time to react. He directly stretched out his three fingers and then slowly began to count down.

"three."

"two."

The last word was not uttered in time.

The old emperor seemed to have realized the problem.

He began to nod frantically, fearing that Yan Feng would really do something to hurt him.

Looking at his timid appearance, Yan Feng felt disgusted but also quite satisfied.

He simply curled his lips towards the other person and said, "I'm going to release the control on your throat now, just concentrate on answering my questions. If you dare to make any move to call for help, I guarantee that you will step into hell before the reinforcements arrive."

The old emperor continued to nod.

Yan Feng asked him: "I'm a little curious. You said you married so many women in your life. If you don't like them, why do you insist on being with them and doing that kind of thing with them?"

I never thought that this would be the first problem I faced.

The old emperor was stunned for a moment.

But after hesitating for a while, he gave a good answer and said: "I... need an heir."

He is quite sensible.

He did not deliberately raise his voice to attract the attention of the guards outside.

Just use the normal conversation mode.

Only Yan Feng in the room could hear this sound clearly.

"Just want an heir?" Yan Feng frowned: "You already have so many sons, and I haven't seen you stop behaving like this."

This is another very difficult question to answer.

However, for the sake of his own safety, after a moment of silence, the old emperor still gave a good answer. He said: "They... always feel that it is still a little bit insufficient. The heir I want is not the previous children. What I mean is..."

"I see. No one can meet your expected standards, so they are all garbage and unworthy of being chosen by you."

Quickly help the other party answer this conclusion.

Yan Feng's eyebrows frowned again.

He said, "But if that's the case, I don't quite understand it. Nanqi should be the child who best meets your expectations, right? But after having him, why do you still sleep with women who can only produce garbage? I really don't understand this, and I need you to explain it to me."

I never expected that all the questions from the other party would be like this.

Even though the old emperor was knowledgeable and experienced, he still couldn't keep his face straight when faced with such a completely private topic.

Fortunately, face is not that important compared to life.

So after a moment of silence, the old emperor finally continued honestly: "Because sometimes, the woman I like is not feeling well. But I am the emperor after all, how can I solve those problems by myself? If there are tools for me to solve them, of course I...ah!"

The last scream did not have time to make a loud sound before it was stopped abruptly due to his own efforts to control it.

On the contrary, the sound made by Yan Feng's slap on his face was even louder than the old emperor's scream.

My cheeks became hot and swollen.

This was the first time in his life that he was beaten like this, and the expression on the old emperor's face became even uglier.

However, the culprit who slapped him in the face acted innocent at this moment. He waved his hands and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't intend to hit you like this. But you are such a scumbag, I feel sick just by listening to you. So I lost control of myself for a moment. You shouldn't be angry, right?"

It’s hard to say whether I will be angry or not.

But the old emperor knew very well that he simply didn't dare to get angry.

Facing the other person's strange blue eyes, the old emperor chose to remain silent.

Yan Feng continued, "Forget it, let's change the question. You said that you want to have the best heir, so what are the other princes in your eyes? Since they are not the perfect heir, what is the value of their existence to you?"

The old emperor didn't dare to go back this time.

He was afraid that he would say something wrong again and the madman in front of him would use new tricks on him.

Seeing that he didn't give any response for a long time, Yan Feng felt a little unhappy.

He kicked the old emperor.

He said: "I'm asking you a question. If you don't answer, I'll assume you don't need ears and a mouth. Then I'll..."

"I'm telling you! They are both very important sons to me!"

The emperor spoke excitedly.

The consequence was that he was slapped hard by Yan Feng again.

And as if it was intentional, when Yan Feng slapped him, he aimed at the same place he had just attacked.

So it is equivalent to the already swollen cheek suffering secondary damage.

The old emperor really couldn't even cry.

"You...what do you want to do?"

The old emperor asked tremblingly.

"I told you, I'll ask you a question, but I need a real answer, don't joke with me."

Yan Feng had a cold expression.

The old emperor could only lower his eyes.

Rethinking the question Yan Feng just raised.

After a moment of silence, he said calmly: "I... I treat them as tools. If you want to be my legitimate successor, you must have blood. And in his current situation, he has no chance to try to take action outside, so..."

"So the other princes are just tools to temper his bloodiness, right?" Yan Feng interrupted the old emperor.

He really didn't expect that reality would be even more disgusting than he had imagined.

The old emperor was stunned.

Nod slowly.

Yan Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Patting the old emperor's swollen cheek, he smiled and said, "I have asked all the questions I wanted to ask, and I can also tell you my thoughts. Unfortunately, I also want to exercise my bloodiness. You are the tool, you should not mind, right?"