General, the little emperor ran away [System]

"Dragon Qi transmission needs a condition, which is the intimacy value of the two of you. Simply put, the better your relationship is, the greater the general's affection for you, and the higher the success rate." The system said nonsense in a serious manner.

He Ning heard it in a daze.

The two of you said one sentence to another, the chicken and the duck spoke correctly for most of the night, when the sky gradually turned white, He Ning squeezed out two drops of physiological tears: "You want me to move to live with the general?!"

Just kidding, how is it possible, then he doesn't have to sleep at night.

"Yes, since the general is qualified to be the emperor, it means that he should be an upright man, and he will never do anything like the prime minister's stealth, so you don't have to worry about dying for the time being, besides..." The system changed a soft tone to persuade him , "Think about it, everyone knows that you live in the general's mansion, if something happens, the first one to take responsibility is not the general, do you think he will kill you now?"

It also said "should" and "temporarily", He Ning hesitated.

System: "Hey, let me tell you, you kid, you're so crazy. You usually seem to be very active, but when you met General Lin, you made you look like this."

He Ning bowed his head numbly: "He is a general, if he wants my life..."

The system immediately followed his words: "You died a long time ago, and you are still alive now. It will be useful for the general to keep you all around. Don't hesitate, don't think too much, listen to me, and move there as soon as possible." Hurry up and get your favorability, good buddy Do it, otherwise, based on the things you have to do, you may die a thousand or ten thousand times, which may be less.

How dare you, the general gave me such a look that I was so frightened that my legs went limp, let alone get along with him day and night, I am not afraid that he will kill me, even the general's own horrible atmosphere can't stand it.

He Ning fought tremblingly and said, "Let me think again."

Moreover, the general is one of the best in the capital, and even the little eunuchs and maids in the deep palace admire and admire such an influential figure. How could he possibly make friends with him? It's a daydream!

This method is simply not feasible!

"Okay." The system snorted coldly, "Think about it, when you think about it, maybe the grass on the grave will be one meter long."

He was intimidated by it for no reason, and He Ning was so frightened that tears were about to burst into tears, and he was wronged: "I, I am really afraid of him, he is so fierce, and it feels like scolding when he raises his hand. I'm afraid he will hit me." He whimpered and made excuses for himself, "They all said that the general doesn't even bat an eye when he kills someone, and crushing someone like me is as easy as crushing an ant. I squeezed my neck with my hands, and died with a bang."

He said with his own sound effect movements, his fingers were stuck between his neck, his head quickly tilted down as soon as he pressed his fingers, and then the scarlet tongue stuck out and drooped at the corner of his mouth, his face was pale under the bright moonlight, and he turned his head. The look of white eyes, limp hands and feet, twitching vigorously on the bed really has the charm of a hanged ghost.

"Okay, okay, I scared you, you think you want you think carefully." Originally, he wanted to stimulate his fighting spirit, but he didn't expect to see a super-real horror movie poster without warning, and it penetrated people.

Shaking the non-existent goosebumps, the system immediately connected to the Internet to play games, trying to soothe his frightened CPU with the passionate game background music and the other party's dirty words full of various reproductive organs.

Anyway, we must live together. After all, if you want the general to have dragon energy, you must have close contact with the little emperor. The system is not worried at all that He Ning can't figure it out.

*****

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" With horrified eyes, he had no idea what the little emperor was suddenly stimulated in the middle of the night.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" He Ning's ears were full of chattering voices, and he stared at the ground not far away with his round eyes unfocused.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" A thin, familiar voice seemed to bring He Ning back to his senses, and he rolled his eyes.

Although it was a small amount, the old eunuch was still very happy. He still held a dim kerosene lamp in his hand, grinning at He Ning: "Your Majesty, did you have a nightmare?"

He Ning was sweating profusely, sitting on the bed with dazed eyes, his hands tightly clutching the sheets under him, he turned his head slowly when he heard the words, his neck made the sound of bones rubbing against each other, and his eyes fell on his bed that was dazzled by the light. On the slightly distorted facial features, he retreated abruptly.

Tears were streaming down his cheeks, he waved his hands vigorously, and shouted hysterically: "Don't, don't come here, don't come here."

The old eunuch was startled, almost dropped the kerosene lamp on the phone, and quickly fixed it on the spot and raised his hands up: "Okay, I can't pass, my majesty, take a closer look, and look again, the old slave is a blessing, yes Laifu who serves you is not a bad person."

"Laifu?" He Ning tilted his head and yelled suspiciously, "Who is Laifu? I don't know Laifu."

He was horrified to find that there were more and more people in the room, and he shrank to the corner of the bed: "Get out, get out for me, don't, don't come looking for me!"

Laifu looked at the prime minister who had rushed over in embarrassment: "My lord, this..."

The prime minister hadn't had time to put on his clothes, so he put on a blue shirt, and while buttoning it, he watched He Ning's expression: "What's going on?"

"Well, this old slave doesn't know either. He was fine before going to bed, but he suddenly woke up in the middle of the night." Laifu cried, completely out of ideas, and worriedly looked at the little emperor who was curled up into a ball.

The Prime Minister tentatively took two steps forward: "Your Majesty?"

Before he approached, He Ning suddenly screamed like a demon, and waved his hands vigorously: "Go away, go away, don't come over."

He grasped vigorously in the air with both hands, but he didn't know what he caught, and immediately yanked it down as if throwing something away.

His pupils dilated suddenly, and his eyes stared straight at the old eunuch in front. There was a knife in his straight line of sight. The old eunuch was trembling all over, and subconsciously turned his face to ask the prime minister for help: "Your Majesty, this is..."

The prime minister frowned slightly: "Go and call the imperial physician first."

"No, I don't want an imperial doctor, I want a general, I want General Lin to come over." He Ning Meng Buding got up and stood on the bed, the pale moonlight came from his back, his whole face was dark Under the shadows, only a pair of eyes glowed green like a cat's, and even the cheeks seemed to have pale white outlines.

Everyone at the scene shivered one after another, and immediately knelt down in unison. They had been serving for half a month, and they had never seen the little emperor show such sharp and aggressive eyes, but there were faint signs of the former emperor, could it be? Evil spirit invades the body.

The prime minister looked him up and down solemnly, tilted his head and said in a low voice: "Call the imperial doctor, hurry up."

Even though he deliberately lowered his voice, He Ning could tell what he said from the shape of his mouth, his eyes immediately widened, and he ordered forcefully, "General, call General Lin into the palace, otherwise, otherwise... His eyes were red, he gritted his teeth as if he was going to fight someone desperately, and glared at the imperial doctor angrily.

"This..." The old eunuch had already run two steps away, his heart trembling with his shrill cry, he backed up shaking his thighs, turned his head to look at He Ning, who had bulging veins, and looked at the prime minister in embarrassment , "My lord, His Majesty's voice..." has already broken his voice, and if he keeps shouting, he might bleed.

The prime minister frowned: "What are you talking about, go!"

The old eunuch trembled in fright, his ankles went limp and he almost fell headfirst to the ground, he replied repeatedly: "Yes, yes, old servant, I will go here."

Standing on the bed, He Ning was much taller than any of them, his facial features stared at the Prime Minister with ferocious resentment, his majestic aura was overwhelming, and the people who were already kneeling on the ground couldn't even lift their heads up, their tense backs, His thighs were trembling all over.

He glared at the Prime Minister with ferocious facial features and resentment, and asked word by word: "I mean General, General Lin, are you deaf?"

After all, he was the emperor, and he could copy the house of any slave present with a single sentence. How could Laifu not listen to his order, and it prevented the prime minister from speaking, and stood cowering in place, unable to move.

"See the general, I'm going to see the general now." He Ning's voice was clear at first, but now it seemed to be deliberately lowered, and it was extremely strange in the dark room. If a ghost was talking to everyone in the skin of a little emperor, the prime minister couldn't help but Also the hairs stand erect.

"Go to the imperial physician, and then send someone to bring the general in. Remember, avoid people."

"Hey." Lai Fusong let out a sigh of relief, and ran out in a hurry, fearing that something might happen again.

The prime minister closed his clothes and stepped forward with concern: "Your Majesty, but..."

"Don't come here, don't come here." He Ning was disheveled, the aura just now dissipated, he shivered back, folded his arms around his chest in a defensive posture, and even yelled indiscriminately because he was afraid that his eyes would be closed tightly He said, "General, help."

"Don't come here, I warn you, if you take another step forward, I will, I will..." His voice became louder and louder, almost crying blood.

The prime minister immediately stood where he was, and seeing that his mood gradually calmed down, he tentatively took a small step forward: "Your Majesty, open your eyes and see who I am, I am the prime minister..."

"What kind of prime minister? I don't know any kind of prime minister. Tell General Lin to come here." With dark eyes, He Ning jumped off the bed in a snap, stood barefoot by the bed, held the teapot up high, with an angry expression on his face that could not be refused. Staring at him, "If you take another step forward, I will fight you."

With a bang, the teapot shattered, and the fragments splashed everywhere.

The prime minister's face changed slightly, and he immediately stepped forward: "Your Majesty, think twice, be careful..."

Before the words were finished, He Ning squatted down and picked up a piece of porcelain and held it with his bare hands almost instantly, staring at the Prime Minister's feet without blinking: "Don't come here, I will really die with you." Because the action was too hasty , he staggered two steps and almost fell to his knees on the debris in front of him, and there was a gasp in the bedroom.

The bright red blood flowed down the white and tender wrists along the tiles, and the snow-white coat was covered with blood spots. He Ning wrinkled his face as if he felt a tingling pain, and his brows were tightly knit, but the pieces in his hand He tightened his grip.

"Your Majesty." The Prime Minister panicked completely, hanging his hands in the air for fear that he would hurt him, and the little maid and eunuch behind him kowtowed and muttered about something Buddha was chanting.

He Ning seemed to have never heard of it, staring at the door without blinking, waiting eagerly.

He was weak at first, and his body was shaky after making a scene for so long. Seeing that his head was about to fall, the Prime Minister nervously stepped forward and took a big step to help him.

"Stop, just stay there, don't move." With a layer of tears in front of his eyes, He Ning could only vaguely see a few blurred and deformed shadows, and he tightly clenched the tiles in his hand, with sharp corners Deep into his palm, the blood dripped onto the ground, gradually accumulating a small puddle of blood.

The prime minister's face turned pale, his lips were chapped, he licked the corners of his mouth and quickly comforted him: "Okay, I won't move, and you don't move, don't move." He lingered on the decorations around the little emperor, calculating how to surprise him he.

The guards are all waiting outside, but the current situation cannot be known to too many people, otherwise there will be a lot of rumors in the court tomorrow morning, and there will be various versions.

The little emperor first came to the throne, so there must be absolutely no such gossip.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty." The imperial doctor on duty rushed in panting heavily. As soon as he entered the door, he could smell the strong smell of blood. When he took a closer look, the little emperor's whole hand was dripping with blood, as if he had just fished it out of the blood pool. In general, the blood was still dripping sparsely, and he was so frightened that his whole body trembled and his knees softened, and he fell to his knees with a plop, "Your Majesty, your hand..."

The prime minister reprimanded in a low voice, "Don't shout."

The imperial physician immediately fell silent and lowered his voice: "Prime Minister, Your Majesty needs to stop the bleeding as soon as possible."

Nonsense, anyone with eyes can see that the little emperor's face is pale and his lips are blue, which is obviously a symptom of excessive blood loss, but the little emperor is crying and crying, and there is only one sentence from the beginning to the end, that is "General Lin, I want General Lin", how can people get close.

For a while, the two lines confronted each other, and the prime minister was in a hurry and coughed, but he still resisted the occasional words of persuasion.

The others, including the imperial physician, did not dare to vent their anger. They could only stick their foreheads to the ground cautiously, for fear of seeing something they shouldn't see or listening to something they shouldn't hear. They would die here directly today.

"Your Majesty, General, General is here." No one was seen but his voice was heard. The old eunuch was out of breath, but He Ning could hear clearly with his ears pricked up. His originally sluggish spirit Immediately cheered up, his eyes were not brighter than before, and his gray face was also stained a little blush.

Seeing his eyes fixed on the direction outside the door, the prime minister immediately took a few steps forward to snatch the broken porcelain in his hand.

"careful!"

He Ning moved faster than he could have imagined, his body backed up abruptly and his waist hit the table, his right hand swung forward almost desperately, the blood in his palm flowed out even more violently, even because of his movement It splashed on the prime minister's face.

The system saw the danger, and suddenly shouted: "Be careful."

After standing for too long, his eyes suddenly went dark, He Ning's feet went limp and he fell straight forward, and loud shouts came from his ears.

With a sound of "Dang--", the broken pieces of porcelain fell to the ground, and He Ning subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab randomly in the air, but unfortunately he didn't catch anything, and his center of gravity was unstable, and he was about to fall on the messy floor.

"It's okay, it's okay, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt." He Ning closed his eyes tightly and hypnotized himself, the expected pain did not hit, but his body was soft in a strong and slightly familiar warm embrace.