I'm a killer with no emotions

Ning Zhe looked dazed for a moment.

He thought that Qin Shen wanted him because he coveted his blood.

He thought that Qin Shen's kindness to him was all for the purpose of turning his face and merciless revenge in the future.

Ning Zhe couldn't see through this person, and the mind-reading technique given to him by No. 67 had no effect on Qin Shen.

This person is like an ancient well in a deep mountain shrouded in mist. It is clearly clean and clear, but it is impossible to see to the end.

He always wears a long gown with dark green bamboo leaves and dark patterns, and his black hair is lightly pulled up with white jade hairpins. His expression is flat, clear and cold, like a slowly unfolding scroll of ink, the more it unfolds, the more amazing and fascinating it becomes.

He is the person depicted by ink and calligraphy, but when you get close to him, what you feel is not the gentleness of a literati, but the deep and cold chill at the bottom of the well.

Because the thoughts in his heart were too deep and deep, Ning Zhe couldn't see what he was thinking, and the memory fragments that popped up occasionally were all trivial fragments of this person's youth, with no rules to follow.

Can't guess, can't see through, scheming, very dangerous.

This is all Ning Zhe's impression of him.

"Prime Minister."

Ning Zhe straightened up, raised his eyes, and looked into those calm eyes, "Is everything he said true?"

The noble-faced young man narrowed his eyes to look at him with a calm expression, and gently put his arms around his waist to prevent him from falling, but only said two words: "Xuanhe."

"Xuanhe." Ning Zhe bit these two words extremely hard, almost squeezed out between his teeth, "Is what Master Yang said true?"

"Does the emperor want to hear lies or the truth?" Qin Shen asked without answering.

Ning Zhe stared into his eyes, "How about lies, how about the truth?"

"False, Master Yang is telling the truth."

Qin Shen looked at him indifferently, and said calmly, "To tell the truth, I'm lying to the emperor. I did all this to get revenge on the emperor."

"What kind of revenge law?"

"Cheat the emperor's trust, make the emperor rely on his ministers, then abandon the emperor and lock him into a dark room to torture him day and night."

The corners of Ning Zhe's lips curled up, and he laughed, "The prime minister still told me? Could it be that he can't be fooled?"

Qin Shen asked him, "If you don't say it, will the emperor be deceived by his ministers?"

Ning Zhe frowned, leaned against his ear, pursed her delicate lips with a greasy breath, "Yes."

Qin Shen's long eyelashes twitched slightly, and finally there was a slight smile in his eyes, which was so faint that it was almost invisible, and disappeared when the wind blew.

He hugged Ning Zhe in his arms, rubbing his soft hair, "Then the emperor will be the emperor, I have never said such a thing."

Hearing this, Yang Yan finally couldn't help laughing out loud. With a folding fan in his hand, he said with a smile, "You two really know how to play."

A lie is true.

A truth is a falsehood.

Fun and interesting.

It's a pity that he was busy with things outside, and the troops in the palace couldn't do without him, so he couldn't stay here for a long time, so he bid farewell.

Qin Shen just nodded and didn't say anything, but Ning Zhe sat on Qin Shen's lap and obediently said to him: "Master Yang, go slowly."

Yang Yan was happy, but he didn't expect that the murderous little Hunjun was still polite, so he turned around and asked him if he wanted to go with him.

Ning Zhe was not timid, and asked where to go in front of Qin Shen.

"Go to the palace."

Yang Yan raised his eyebrows, taking it for granted, "Your Majesty died of a serious illness. Of course, other heirs of the royal family will inherit the throne. The Ning family is most qualified to be emperor. Besides you, who else is there?"

Qin Shen was in prison, but he used a good method to cover Chen Cang secretly. A group of secret guards who had been raised in private have now put on human skin masks and controlled the entire inner palace.

All the remaining palace servants around Ning Zhi are his people.

With one order from him, Ning Zhi can die and make way for Ning Zhe.

As for the outside of the palace, Yang Yan cooperated with him, took the soldier talisman he gave him, and summoned Huo Chen's soldiers to surround the entire palace to prevent outsiders from prying.

If it weren't for worrying about the reputation being wrong, Ning Zhe would have been able to sit on the dragon chair in the palace and accept the worship of all people.

But now that the palace is still in chaos, and with the threat of the high priest at the side, Qin Shen will definitely not let the little emperor go.

Yang Yan was just talking casually.

Unexpectedly, the little emperor looked a little eager to try, as if he was moved by his words.

Yang Yan immediately regretted it.

He didn't have the confidence to be able to protect people under the hands of the high priest, and was about to retract his words, but the indifferent Prime Minister Qin said to him seriously: "Yes, but the emperor is weak and cannot see the wind, I still hope Mr. Yang Take care."

Yang Yan: "..." He can take care of the hair, and the general will take care of it.

Once the high priest made a move, he might not even have a corpse left.

Yang Yan walked out of the prime minister's mansion in fear, with a small tail wrapped in a ball behind him, his small face was completely covered by snow-white fox fur, only a pair of black eyes were exposed.

A group of fresh-blooded soldiers looked at the little hair ball tightly wrapped in the wide fox fur, and were a little stunned.

"Commander Yang, you..."

Why did you bring back a son when you went out...

They are all rough guys from the military camp. As soon as they opened their mouths, Yang Yan knew what nonsense they were going to say, and immediately glared at him, "Shut up! This is the general's darling, anyone who dares to talk nonsense will be dragged out of the military law Deal with it!"

All the soldiers immediately stopped talking and looked at Ning Zhe curiously.

The general's sweetheart?How precious, can you still be as precious as that little emperor?

Facing the sharp gazes coming from all directions, Ning Zhe grabbed the corner of Yang Yan's clothes and hid behind him.

He was too short to hide like this.

Everyone couldn't see anyone, so they all went to see Yang Yan, waiting for him to explain.

What kind of explanation could Yang Yan give, and could he tell them that this man was the little emperor? How many brothers in the military camp were killed by the little emperor, and everyone hated the little emperor to the bone.

As soon as he said it, before the high priest came over, these people would be able to swallow the little emperor alive!

Yang Yan's face was dark, and he stared back one by one, "Look, there is nothing to do? The corpses in the palace have been cleaned up? The ministers who came to inquire at the North Palace Gate have all stopped back? The emperor's army stationed outside the city has all been recruited. ? No, no, what are you doing here?!"

He yelled indiscriminately, and finally coaxed these people away. He asked someone to bring a carriage and stuff Ning Zhe into it, and he rode along with him.

Ning Zhe opened the curtain of the car, leaned on the window and asked him: "Master Yang, are these people under your command former soldiers of the general?"

Yang Yanpi smiled, "Speaking of which, it's thanks to the emperor that he didn't kill them all, so the general led a team of troops and crawled out from the gate of hell."

This sounds a bit ironic.

Ning Zhe was silent for a while.

"Why does Lord Yang help the prime minister? The general said that loyalty and righteousness are the most important words for a minister. The general supported the emperor's younger brother in the first place for the sake of the country's righteousness. The general respected the emperor's younger brother for the sake of loyalty. What about Lord Yang?" , My lord went against the general's wishes and helped the prime minister and me to the top, what is the reason?"

"Does the emperor want to say that the ministers and generals are loyal and righteous to His Majesty, but they are not loyal to you?" Yang Yan laughed.

Ning Zhe didn't speak, it was a tacit agreement.

Yang Yan shook his head and said: "Maybe this is the case, but the general is not. The general did not participate in supporting Ning Zhi, and he has never followed Ning Zhi's order. The emperor misunderstood the general."

"As for the minister assisting the prime minister to usurp the throne and seize power, the prime minister promised to help the minister get back the general's body, it's all just what they need."

He turned his head to look at Ning Zhe, "I know everything I can say, do you have any questions, Your Majesty?"

Ning Zhe opened his eyes wide, and said obediently: "It's gone."

Yang Yan smiled, "Then let's put down the car curtain and go back. The prime minister said that the emperor cannot see the wind."

Ning Zhe and him looked at each other for a moment, then put down the curtain obediently, and retreated into the car.

The car drove into the palace smoothly, and Ning Zhe was led by Yang Yan to see Ning Zhi.

The young man who was arrogant a few days ago is now skinny and pale, lying on the dragon couch, staring at Ning Zhe with resentful eyes, wishing to cut him into pieces.

Ning Zhe pressed the corner of the quilt for him and called him, "Ah Zhi."

Ning Zhi roared angrily, but couldn't speak——Qin Shen directly crushed his throat.

Ning Zhe asked Yang Yan to go out first, then took out a knife from his sleeve, gently cut open his wrist, put a small porcelain bowl of blood, and fed it to Ning Zhi.

Ning Zhi struggled angrily and smashed the bowl, making Ning roll.

Ning Zhe pinched his chin, forced him to drink blood, gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "Ah Zhi, you can't die, I will die if you die."

Ning Zhi's eyes moved, and the struggling movement stopped.

Ning Zhe touched his face, "I won't let you die."

After speaking, he got up, opened the door and went out.

The blood of the divine vein is indeed a magic medicine, and his shattered larynx healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Ning Zhi touched his throat, and suddenly shouted: "You, you stop... .”

Ning Zhe ignored him.

Ning Zhi stared blankly at his back, with a sweet taste of blood in his mouth.

In the past, in his dreams, he wished to eat this person's flesh and drink his blood.

Now that he drank it, it tasted extremely bitter.

What does this person mean.

What do you mean won't let him die.

Do you give him alms from above and pity him?

Or, he also to him...

"Your Majesty, it's time for you to rest." A light female voice sounded beside my ears.

A slim woman in black came over and gently closed his eyes.

Ning Zhi was in a trance for a while, and forced himself to say angrily: "Lingji, how dare you..."

Before he finished speaking, he lost consciousness and fell into a deep sleep uncontrollably.

Lingji lowered her eyes, her beautiful eyes were like magic, she stared at Ning Zhi for a moment, then turned and disappeared into the hall.

......

Ning folded out of the hall, and walked slowly to the bedroom where he originally lived.

There is an unknown tunnel under the bed in the bedroom.

Leading to the original emperor's residence.

The emperor had doubts about Ning Zhe, so he dug a tunnel in his room and sent people to monitor his words and deeds at any time.

When he left Huo Chen to live in the palace before, he was also seen by the emperor, but the emperor thought it was a good way to win over the general, so he didn't stop him.

After Ning Zhe was deposed, he never saw the emperor again.

He came here also to see the emperor.

Walking out of a dark tunnel, the eyes brighten up, and a quiet bamboo forest appears in front of you.

The tall figure in black was holding a snow-white long sword in his hand, standing in the Xiaoxiao forest, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.