Who would raise a villain as a wife?

He Yunjing looked at him. Cen Li must still be concerned about the injustice that happened back then.

Everything changed drastically overnight. The entire Cen family was wiped out, leaving only Cen Li who escaped. However, he was sent to the cannibalistic palace as a lowly slave, and became a disabled person.

His arrogance and self-esteem were all trampled underfoot, all because of the emperor's casual words.

There is no injustice when the imperial power is supreme. There is only stability of the imperial power. Even Cen Li has become the same kind of person, doing all kinds of bad things to achieve his goals.

It is easy to say that a person is purely kind, but how many people in this world can actually do that?

He held his chin and looked back at Cen Li, "You shouldn't ask me this question. You should ask yourself, what would you do if you were in this situation?"

Cen Li lowered his eyes to avoid He Yunjing's gaze. He had already anticipated his own ending. His current power was built up by the loss of lives, and he would get his retribution sooner or later.

But he has no regrets and will not go back.

He just wanted to take a look to see who would be the one who would eventually overthrow the court and what would happen to him.

He Yunjing couldn't quite understand Cen Li. His experience must have led him to do whatever it took to get revenge, and in fact, Cen Li had done just that.

But what about Cen Li who has completed the report?

What exactly does he want?

Is it this tremendous power, or witnessing a prosperous era with one’s own eyes?

The system told him that Cen Li's father was a good official with integrity. He offended people by impeaching corrupt officials in the court, was slandered as a traitor, and his three clans were killed.

How many lives are included in these three tribes?

If a careful investigation is conducted, these three clans will not be dead. Cen Li hates more than just the slandered murderer. He also hates the supreme imperial power, whose every thought and move can cost lives.

We are all ants under power, but ants can also shake the world. Cen Li did it and is now nine thousand years old.

But that person is gone, Cen Li has become a broken person, and power seems not so important to him anymore.

He Yunjing said softly, "Sometimes you don't need to think so far ahead, nor do you need to look ahead and behind. Just live in the present and follow your heart."

"My true intention?" Cen Li smiled gently, "Aren't you afraid that I want to overthrow the entire dynasty?"

"If you really want to, why do you need to keep me here? The royal family is extinct, and many heroes are fighting for supremacy. What can't you get in such a chaotic world?" He Yunjing stared at him steadily. "Now think about it from another angle. You can at least make up for one regret."

He Yunjing said this as he took out a golden pill, which was his biggest bargaining chip to control Cen Li.

Cen Li's eyes trembled, and he tried his best to restrain the urge to snatch it, "When will you give it to me?"

"I will give it to you when you can see my value and won't deny it. So are you going to my place tonight?" He Yunjing held the pill. "You should have someone check the powder. Many of the ingredients in it are unknown. You can't make a second pill at all."

It was for this reason that Cen Li did not act rashly. If He Yunjing was unwilling, he could easily destroy the elixir and he would not be able to get it.

Besides, He Yunjing's request was not excessive. He hummed softly, picked up his chopsticks again to eat, and stopped talking.

He Yunjing also threw the pill back into the space. He would never let Cen Li take it away before he had established a good relationship with Cen Li.

After lunch, He Yunjing stayed in the imperial study, reading memorials with Cen Li. He also wrote a network of relationships in the court for Cen Li, in which the relationships of each person were clearly stated, and also included the good deeds and mistakes made by officials.

Of course, He Yunjing didn’t care about minor mistakes at all. Those that could be written down were serious crimes that could lead to the confiscation of property and the extermination of the entire family.

Cen Li was aware of some of this information, but he had no idea about some of it.

Seeing Cen Li's face darkening, He Yunjing raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't think too much. It's late. Go to bed. I'm sleepy."

"Your Majesty, please return to the palace and have a rest." Cen Li picked up the pen and wrote without raising his head. He needed to arrange people to investigate these matters thoroughly. They would be his bargaining chips to control these people in the future.

He Yunjing refused, "You don't want the pills anymore?"

Cen Li paused while writing, "I'll be there later."

"Just go and listen. There's always work to do." He Yunjing took out the pen from his hand, pulled Cen Li out, and muttered, "You didn't get enough rest last night and stayed up late. Look at your eyes, they are bloodshot and dark circles. You exhausted yourself and made others happy. How can such a good thing happen?"

Cen Li remained silent, looking at the young man striding ahead of him. The girl's pretty smiling face flashed before his eyes, like a knife stabbing his heart.

This was the first time he saw the shadow of Rong Zhu in He Yunjing. If all this had not happened, there would be no He Yunjing.

But till now, he couldn't even keep the son of his last old friend, but he saw the shadow of Rong Zhu in this person.

It would be great if the person in front of him was Rong Zhu's child. He could really help him sit firmly on the throne, and he would have an explanation in the afterlife.

Why don't you even give him this last glimmer of hope?

As Cen Li thought about it, her eyes gradually turned red, but he didn't notice it at all.

Until the person in front of him stopped and turned to look at him, the smile on his face gradually faded, and he raised his hand and fell on his face, wiping away the tears on his face with a hint of warmth, and his tone was tinged with worry.

"Why are you crying for no reason? Did I hurt you?"

Cen Li suddenly came back to his senses and subconsciously slapped He Yunjing's hand away, "Don't touch me!"

Cen Li's tone was not good, and even contained a hint of disgust. He Yunjing's hands froze in place, and he looked at Cen Li in confusion.

Everything was fine these past two days, why did I suddenly start to hate him?

He Yunjing pursed his lips and took his hand back, "Just think of it as me being nosy."

After saying that, He Yunjing turned around and went to the inner room, completely unaware of why Cen Li was crying or why she hated him.

Don't we all know that he is no longer the stupid puppet emperor?

Even if the original body had done something wrong before, there was no reason to implicate him. It was obvious that he just cared about her, but she still despised him. It was simply inexplicable.

Cen Li didn't care what He Yunjing was thinking. He turned slightly to wipe away the tears from his face, calming himself down little by little.

After cleaning up, he called the palace servants in and asked them to bring all the things from the imperial study, and then went to the side hall to continue doing his own work.

He Yunjing came out after washing up and changing into pajamas. Cen Li was still reviewing memorials with a serious look on his face, completely ignoring him.

He didn't seem to lose his temper, but his personality was very cold. He Yunjing felt like he was being subjected to cold violence and was in a bad mood.

He walked over and knocked on the table, "Rest. There's still time to do this tomorrow."

"Just take a rest." Cen Li said in a cold tone, without stopping writing.

He Yunjing frowned and simply sat down. He picked up the pen and imitated Cen Li's handwriting to mark the papers. The two of them shared the work and finished it quickly.

He Yunjing dropped the last memorial and said in a bad tone, "Can we sleep now?"