minister wants to kill the king

"Straighten your back, don't bow."

Fake Feng Su subconsciously straightened his back, looked at Xue Lang anxiously, "This way"

Xue Lang's face showed no joy or anger, "Don't look at me like this when you talk, you have to be confident, don't you have to look at the faces of ministers when you go to court in the future?"

Fake Fengsu thought that Xue Lang was angry, and immediately trembled a little, but he remembered what Xue Lang said just now, so he straightened his back quickly, and said, "I'll save it, I will definitely pretend to be good in front of them."

Xue Lang said, "Change your accent first."

Fake Fengsu nodded hurriedly, "Okay Brother Xue." As he spoke, Fake Fengsu looked around the dormitory. The dormitory was spacious and magnificent. The decoration is luxurious, but at that time someone was staring at him, and no one looked at him. Later, Xue Lang hid him in the cellar to read and write. This was the first time he was so free in the past two years.

he is going to be emperor

The fake Fengsu didn't even dare to dream that such a good thing would happen to him.

Xue Lang said lightly, "Stay here first, don't go out, and learn what I just taught you."

Fake Fengsu nodded hurriedly.

Xue Lang, "Don't keep nodding, talk."

Fake Feng Su: "Got it."

Xue Lang walked out, and Fake Fengsu called him hesitantly, "Brother Xue"

Xue Lang frowned slightly, and Fake Feng Su hurriedly said, "Thank you."

At that moment, Xue Lang's expression became a little strange, and after a while, he said, "I'm not helping you."

Fake Feng Su said, "I know, but you saved my life."

This sentence is somewhat familiar, it seems that another person has said it to him.

When Feng Su woke up, the sky outside the window was already dim. He had been hungry for a whole day and had cramps in his stomach, but Xue Lang never came.

Feng Su got out of bed, the iron chain on his wrist rattled, and picked up the empty water bottle beside him.

Fengsu ""

Well, Feng Su didn't want to say a word, and lay back on the bed again, it's not easy to be hungry while lying down.

When the moon was in the middle of the sky, Xue Lang pushed open the door and saw Feng Su lying on the bed upright. Xue Lang's heart skipped a beat, and then he saw Feng Su turn his head slowly, and said coldly, "I'm still here!" I thought you were going to starve me to death."

"" Xue Lang put the bowl on the table, the wontons in the bowl were still steaming.

Feng Su knew it was made by Xue Lang himself after only one sip, and almost spat it on Xue Lang's face with a mouthful of "bah".

"Unpalatable." Feng Su said.

Xue Lang also simply threw out the bowl and soup, "Then don't eat it."

Feng Su lay back on the bed with his back to Xue Lang, Xue Lang slammed the door and left.

On the second day, Xue Lang didn't come, and it was cold in late autumn, Feng Su could only curl up his body, he was cold and hungry, as if he had returned to the two years in exile in his previous life.

When Xue Lang entered the door in the morning of the third day, what he saw was Feng Su curled up sleeping in a corner of the bed, looking a little pitiful.

Feng Su's hands were terribly cold, Xue Lang pulled him up, and stuffed the porridge bowl into his hands.Feng Su glanced at him wearily, but didn't answer.

Xue Lang didn't wait for him that patiently, pinched his chin, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and stuffed it into his mouth, Feng Su frowned in pain.

Xue Lang said, "I didn't do it."

Feng Su swallowed the porridge.

Ruanjin powder was added to the porridge, and Feng Su felt weak all over after drinking it, and couldn't help but get a little angry and said, "What are you doing?"

Xue Lang untied the iron chain on his wrist, and hugged Feng Su horizontally, "You are too fidgety, I don't feel relieved if you don't take the medicine."

The sky was bright outside, but it was still a bit cold, Feng Su couldn't help shivering, and said through gritted teeth, "You are really shameless."

"I learned from His Majesty."

"It can't be compared to you being greener than blue."

Xue Lang was too lazy to argue with Feng Su, and carried him up to an attic. The attic was very high. Xue Lang walked for a long time before reaching the railing on the roof.

"I'll show you something." Xue Lang put Feng Su on the chair that had been arranged.

"I thought you were going to throw me down."

"You look down."

Feng Su glanced down and fell silent.

He almost forgot that today was his enthronement ceremony.

Underneath stood a group of ministers, the fake Fengsu was wearing a crown and that scarlet dress, which was incomparably dignified.He stood on the stage, with his head held high and his chest held high, talking to the officials with disdain for all sentient beings.

Xue Lang approached Feng Su, "He's doing pretty well, right?"

Feng Su closed his eyes expressionlessly.

"Why don't you open your eyes and see that you don't care about your throne the most? Now that someone is enthroned for you and becomes emperor for you, I can't stand it any longer," Xue Lang mocked.

Feng Su didn't speak, Xue Lang said coldly, "Open your eyes." His hands were tightly clasped on Feng Su's shoulders, Feng Su couldn't help frowning due to the pain, but he still didn't open his eyes.

After a while, Feng Su only felt a warm breath coming from his ear, and Xue Lang pressed against his ear, like someone sympathizing with the world, and said in a very gentle voice, "Thanks to King Su, half of the palace is now The imperial guards are my men, do you think I can kill Feng Yan?"

Feng Su opened his eyes, and looked downstairs without blinking.

The officials knelt down and worshiped, shouting long live, and the fake Fengsu sat on the throne majesticly. I have to say that he dressed up very well. It seemed that Xue Lang was indeed teaching him well.

The two were speechless, watching the ceremony in silence, Xue Lang carried Feng Su back to the house, and handcuffed him with iron chains again.

Feng Su watched silently as Xue Lang took out a roll of silk, and then took out a small box, Feng Su recognized it, it was the box containing jade seals.

Xue Lang unfolded the silk, and put the jade seal in front of Feng Su. Feng Su glanced at it, and it was written in Xue Lang's handwriting, which contained an order to make Xue Lang the general of Zhen Guo.

Feng Su thought to himself that it was lucky that he didn't tell Xue Lang the edict that Xue Lang was named King of the Side.

Xue Lang said, "Your Majesty, it's up to you to build the jade seal."

Fengsu ""

Feng Su said wearily, "You don't know how to build yourself?"

Xue Lang smiled, "This is an edict, how dare I."

Feng Su "find your little emperor to build it for you."

Xue Lang "In my heart, only you are Your Majesty."

Feng Su laughed, "You must let me cover it." Xue Lang nodded, Feng Su didn't look at him again, took the imperial edict, took out the jade seal and "slapped" it on it, and patted the imperial edict back on the table .

"You still want me to play with you, why don't you finish it all at once?" Feng Su's voice was a little trembling, obviously the accumulated anger was finally unbearable, "Do you want me to kneel down for you? How about this, you come to be the emperor, I shout Your majesty, minister Fengsu, has seen your majesty, long live long live your majesty"

"Have you humiliated enough?" Feng Su's voice trembled slightly, and he looked up at Xue Lang with confusion and sadness in his eyes, "What do I owe you?"

Xue Lang asked back, "Do you think you don't owe me?"

"You think I lied to you and took advantage of you, but in this life you have come back with revenge, oh yes, I still owe you my life, don't you?" Feng Su said lightly, "Then I'll pay it back to you."

At the same moment, Feng Su slammed to the side, bumping his head against the wall

With a sound of "dong", what Feng Su touched was not a cold and hard wall, but a warm object, which seemed to be someone's hand.

Feng Su only felt a sharp pain on his forehead, he raised his head, his forehead was bruised, he saw Xue Lang staring at him in shock and anger, and the back of Xue Lang's bruised hand.