The host of the quick-wear salted fish is the boss's favorite

"Yeah, brother is so nice to Yuyu~" the boy finally said happily.

The man looked at the cute boy with doting eyes and said gently: "I love you, Yuyu."

"Yu Yu also loves brother." The young man said with curved eyebrows.

The man happily leaned over and wanted to kiss the boy's delicate face.

But he was pushed away by the boy's subconscious stress reaction: "Brother, if you continue like this, Yuyu will be angry."

The man's sword-like eyebrows softened and his youthful and cute appearance instantly melted all his hard hearts, and he couldn't help feeling sour in his heart.

"Okay, then Yuyu, sleep for a while. I have some things to deal with. I'll come over to accompany you later."

"Yuyu, if you need anything, just shout and someone will come in to serve you."

"Okay, brother, let's go~" If he doesn't leave, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and hit someone.

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After the Regent left, the cat was finally released.

It was wagging its tail happily, saying in a surprised tone: "Host, the salted fish happiness bar has reached 50%."

"Host, the soul power value is +3000~"

"Oh~" the boy said dejectedly.

He is in a state of numbness now.

No interest in anything: "I want to sleep..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a series of "wa wah wah" screams from the cat. . . . .

The boy frowned in disdain and warned with gritted teeth: "If you make any more noise, I'll twist your head off."

The cat's chubby and furry little paws instantly covered its mouth.

With round eyes, she finally told him the new news she had received carefully: "Host, the hero and heroine are offline."

There was a sly flash in the boy's hazy eyes, and he sneered, "Isn't this normal?"

"Host, why aren't you surprised at all? These are the male and female protagonists of this world, and they're gone just like that."

"Do you know how they disappeared?" Maomao was surprised.

The young man raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "Tell me, how did it disappear?"

"At the birthday banquet, the heroine pushed you and framed you, making you the target of public criticism. The regent's people just killed the heroine."

"You will never be able to guess how the hero died." Maomao raised the corners of his lips proudly.

"From what you said, it shouldn't be the Regent who killed him~" the young man said disapprovingly.

"Yeah, yeah~"

"You will never guess who did it, and neither will the cat. They are so crazy."

"They?" The young man frowned in confusion.

"I can't explain this matter clearly for the time being. How about I show you the footage from the past few days?"

"Okay, can you tune it out for me to see?"

Maomao operated the console, and the scene changed to the palace at night three days ago.

At this time, Chu Moyan lowered his head and knelt in front of the emperor.

The emperor was so angry that he took out all his anger on him.

"You have grown so strong that you dare to disobey my words. If you want to die, I will grant your wish."

The emperor had a cold expression and waved his dragon robe.

The guard received the order, holding a long whip, with a grim look on his face, and swung the whip mercilessly.

Every whip that hit Chu Moyan, who was kneeling on the ground, would bring up a cloud of blood mist and rags.

As the night deepened, the crisp sound of whipping echoed within the magnificent palace walls.

"Pa pa pa pa~" Each whipping was accompanied by a dull sound, as if to break the silence of the night sky.

After thirty lashes, he was covered in blood, and his clothes were so tattered that they could barely cover his body.

Despite such torture, Chu Mo Ran still maintained a trace of consciousness.

His warm face was as pale as paper, with beads of sweat the size of beans hidden on his forehead and sliding down his cheeks.

Her long hair, soaked with sweat, stuck to her face in a mess, no longer as smooth as jade as before.

"I know I was wrong! Please forgive me, father!" He begged for mercy in a trembling voice.

"I will never dare to do it again. Please forgive me, father!"

His body trembled with pain, and a strong desire to survive deep in his heart supported him.

He had only one thought in his mind, which was to stay alive and not die here.

When you die, you lose everything.

The emperor was pleased with his ability to understand the current situation, and it satisfied his pleasure of being high above and holding the power of life and death.

"If it happens again, I will show no mercy no matter whether you are my son or not." The emperor said condescendingly.

His tone was filled with arrogance and majesty, as if telling Chu Moyan that he was the master here.

"I will follow your teachings and be careful with my words and actions in the future." He lowered his head and said humbly.

Seeing his sincere attitude, the emperor finally nodded and signaled the guards to stop.

The emperor looked at him with contempt, turned around and left mercilessly, leaving the blood-stained Chu Moyan behind.

Chu Moyan knelt weakly on the ground, watching the emperor's back as he walked away, his eyes full of gloom.

He did not rush to treat his injuries, but indifferently dragged his broken body, leaving blood with every step, to the cold palace.

Shu Fei was his mother, a princess from a small country sent by a neighboring vassal state to marry.

When she was young, she was beautiful, but she was arrogant and cold. Over time, the emperor lost his patience with her.

Later she was framed and sent to the cold palace.

But Chu Mo Ran has never visited her in the past 10 years.

Because when he was a child, he saw with his own eyes that his mother used poison to kill other concubines.

That horrible memory cast a huge shadow on his childhood, so he rejected and feared his mother.

But at this moment, he endured the pain and dragged his bruised body to see her.

Shu Fei, who originally had a cold and aloof look on her face, was stunned when she saw her son coming to her with injuries all over his body.

She thought that he would never come to see her in this life.

Looking at his crisscrossed body, her cold eyes couldn't help revealing sadness.

She turned around and walked back to her room in an anxious manner. She rummaged through the drawers and finally found her secret ointment for external injuries.

The two of them sat in silence, as if time had stood still, and neither of them spoke.

Chu Mo Ran allowed his mother to carefully and gently clean his wounds and apply ointment.

The moment the ointment was applied, his frown slowly relaxed and the refreshing coolness alleviated the pain a little.

He seemed to have thought for a long time, and spoke in a hoarse and solemn voice: "Mother, my son needs you."

On the second day, the emperor was poisoned and lay semi-conscious on the dragon bed.

All the evidence points to the Second Prince Chu Xiu Ran.

Chu Xiuran was brought to the Ministry of Justice for interrogation, and with the involvement of Feng Shao, the son of the Minister of Justice, his guilt was directly proven.

In the end, Chu Xiu Ran committed suicide in prison out of fear of punishment.

The emperor was poisoned by a rare Gu poison. Even though he appeared to be a normal person after being cured, his mind was still being controlled by someone.

On the third day, Chu Mo Ran joined forces with Song Pan'er, Zhou Xuanxuan and others, and asked their father to submit a memorial to the palace to appoint Chu Mo Ran as the crown prince.

Because the emperor had long lost his self-control, in a turbid state, the emperor issued an edict in a daze: to appoint Chu Mo Ran as the crown prince.

"Tsk tsk tsk~ This group of people are really efficient. They got rid of the hero in just three days." The young man sighed with interest.