Prince Xiu Xian Ji

——The person on the opposite side really disdains the throne at all.

The emperor never knew this better than now—as expected, only Le Chongshen could do this.

Le Chongshen dropped the pill casually, turned to look at him, and said, "Why don't you talk."

The emperor had no choice but to answer: "No."

Le Chong smiled silently, and said, "It's not too stupid."

The emperor asked as calmly as possible: "Is there something wrong with this medicine?"

Le Zhong said deeply: "It's just a long time, making you addicted and becoming someone else's marionette, or a living ghost."

The emperor couldn't believe it: "He said that the medicine is good for the body and can keep youth forever..."

Le Chongshen interrupted him and said, "You actually believe it?"

The emperor was speechless for a while, before he said: "Baoshu... is the eldest daughter of the late emperor. She and my brother-in-law both took this medicine, and the effect was really good. There is also the pharmacist who made alchemy, himself and a group of people. All these disciples ate it up. That's why I..."

His justification dissipated in Le Zhongshen's cold, mocking eyes.

Le Zhong sat down again, put his hands on the armrests on both sides, and said lightly: "I advise you not to waste your time, as far as you are concerned, there is no immortality in this world."

The emperor's face suddenly turned pale.

Le Chong looked at him deeply, and said, "Unless you can go through life and death."

The emperor knew that what Le Chongshen said was impossible for him.

Sure enough, Le Chongshen continued: "Afterwards, I can stick to my heart and move forward bravely."

He asked, "Can you?"

Of course not.

An emperor who was born and raised in a deep palace, what is he most afraid of?

Precisely death.

It should be said that most people in the world are afraid of death.There are even old people among the people who never tell their real age—although most people know their age in their hearts, these old people are afraid of death.They felt that as long as they said a fake age, Lord Yan would not find him.

Le Chongshen obviously didn't need his answer, and continued to speak slowly: "Even if there is a elixir, it is not something that ordinary people can eat. For example, let a baby who has not yet grown teeth bite a large piece of ice, not to mention that he can't eat it." If he can bite, even if he eats it all, will his body be able to bear it?" He turned his head and asked the emperor, "Do you want to become a fairy that much? You know, that's actually quite boring."

The emperor argued: "I'm not just thinking about myself, I'm thinking, if I can find medicine for Yuan'er to restore her body..."

Le Zhong smiled deeply and said: "I have already figured out a solution for his damaged body. Your Majesty, let's worry about this person first." He stretched out his hand and made a light stroke in the air.

He said the word "Your Majesty" with a lot of meaning, and the emperor couldn't help but feel a lot of discomfort.However, before the emperor could think about it, a person suddenly appeared in the empty bedroom.

That person was Mr. Zheng who made alchemy.

Le Chongshen withdrew his hand and said, "Look carefully, who is this person?"

Mr. Zheng seemed to have lost his former fairy spirit all of a sudden, he turned around and wanted to run, but who knew he couldn't escape from this bedroom at all.

Then, the skin on Mr. Zheng's body began to peel off inch by inch, and these skin fragments turned into black smoke and dissipated in the hall, leaving only some rancid smell.Mr. Zheng let out a silent cry of pain, and looked at the emperor resentfully.

The emperor was inexplicably horrified for a moment, not only the scene in front of him surprised him, but what puzzled him even more was Mr. Zheng's gaze. Logically speaking, shouldn't he hate Le Chongshen who captured him?

It wasn't until Mr. Zheng's skin peeled off and his hideous face appeared that the emperor understood why he wanted to look at him—"You are Jiang Xingyi!" Or rather, the soul of Jiang Xingyi after death!

Mr. Zheng turned out to be a modest sycophant in the period of the first emperor. After the death of the first emperor, the emperor dealt with a group of officials, and Jiang Xingyi was among them.However, this person committed suicide in prison, and he was not a very important person, so the emperor only searched his house and did not deal with his family members.

Who would have thought that he would dare to come to the palace again!

There seemed to be an invisible cage around Jiang Xingyi that trapped him, preventing him from even making a sound.

But the emperor could still see the shape of his mouth. He was howling silently, "You killed my life, and you will pay me back!"

The emperor couldn't help trembling in his heart, and then he was furious: "A wicked ghost like you who deserves what he deserves, how dare he still seek revenge from me?!"

Le Chongshen threw a pamphlet into the emperor's arms and said, "Look at it."

The emperor opened it, and the handwriting was beautiful, it was a woman's handwriting, and it recorded the crimes committed by the Jiang family when they returned to Qiongzhou.

Le Zhong said deeply: "After Jiang Xingyi died, his family returned to their hometown in Qiongzhou. In that small town, no one knew what was going on in the officialdom, and the Jiang family lied that Jiang Xingyi died of illness in office. The whole family went back to their hometown to keep their filial piety. Relying on the part of the money transferred in advance, in a few years, the Jiang family became a big family in that small town, and they have been domineering since then, so happy." He laughed, "It seems that , At that time, the officials who were ordered to ransack the house also had a lot of little secrets."

The emperor's face was extremely ugly for a moment - a corrupt official's house that was confiscated could still have so much wealth, and there must have been more than one or two scandals involved in it.

Jiang Xingyi laughed wildly and silently: "This is my Jiang family! You wait, I... I!" His soul suddenly twisted, and he wanted to say something more, but he didn't wait for him to say it At the next word, his soul suddenly dissipated.

For a moment, his sins and the glory and wealth he was looking forward to seemed to be gone.

The emperor hurriedly asked: "What's going on?"

Le Zhong said solemnly: "It's not me. It's the way of heaven. What he wants to say may be related to... it may be very important."

The emperor didn't know what he wanted to say "about" and was about to ask.

But Le Chongshen turned around and said: "A ghost like Jiang Xingyi deserves what he deserves even if his soul is scattered. For other things, you can ask his apprentices-they are already a little addicted, but if you isolate for a period of time, if you have stronger willpower , you can quit."

The emperor sighed: "There is also Baoshu, I can only lock her up."

"That's your business, why bother to tell me." Le Chong said deeply, "I heard that my apprentice suffered a lot of unspeakable grievances when he was in the palace?"

The emperor froze, and said: "You want to take Yuan'er as a disciple, but you have my consent?"

Le Chong smiled deeply and said, "Do you think that if he wasn't my disciple, I would come here to meddle in your business?"

The emperor finally couldn't bear it anymore, raised his hand and rubbed his heart - if this person hadn't been happy, even if his own father jumped out, he wouldn't have endured it.