I'm a killer with no emotions

"This is a kind of poison that can gradually drive people crazy. After taking the poison, within seven days, they will lose their senses and bleed to death from their seven orifices."

As Huo Chen said, he put a jade bottle in Ning Zhe's palm, and raised his hand to stroke the soft hair on his cheek, "Your Majesty, you should know what to do when Ning Yan treats you like that."

Ning Zhe clenched the jade bottle tightly, with fear in his eyes: "General, I'm afraid..."

Huo Chen stroked the top of his hair lightly, implying something, "Your Majesty, don't force me to do so. If the Emperor repents, I don't mind controlling the Emperor now, and turning the Emperor into a walking dead."

It turned out that the silver needle that Huo Chen pierced into his hair that day was to use him against Ning Yan.

Ning Zhe lowered his eyes, a beam of cold flame flashed in his eyes, and it was fleeting.

Huo Chen didn't realize it, he stretched out his hands to hold Ning Zhe's small and delicate face, approached the tip of his nose affectionately, and whispered seductively: "The emperor is obedient, and you don't want to die, right?"

Ning Zhe looked at him with big and quiet black eyes. After a while, he nodded obediently, and put the jade bottle away close to his body.

Seeing his careful and serious movements, Huo Chen couldn't help but let out a smile from the corner of his lips.

Ning Zhe suddenly looked up at him, and asked crisply: "General, is there anything else you want to order?"

Huo Chen's eyes flickered, he came back to his senses, and suddenly stopped smiling.

...What was he thinking just now, he actually thought the person in front of him was cute, and wanted to pity him...

This is obviously a monster that even his own uncle is so cruel to kill in order to survive!

Huo Chen's face gradually turned cold, and the piercing cold shadow climbed up again in his eyes.

He curled his lips coldly, stroking the little emperor's fragile and thin Adam's apple with his fingertips, and grinned fiercely in his pure and clear eyes: "I give the emperor half a month, if the emperor can't do it... Then go to hell!"

Ning Zhe suddenly shivered, "I, I know..."

Huo Chen patted his fair and tender face, hugged him and got out of the car.

The concierge of the Dingbei Prince's Mansion knew this famous and brave general, and before Huo Chen could give him orders, he hurriedly sent someone to communicate and respectfully welcome him into the mansion.

Ning Yan had already sat in front of the hall and waited.

Huo Chen handed Ning Zhe to Ning Yan as he said earlier.

At a glance, Ning Yan saw Ning Zhe's two slender legs and the bandages on those slender ankles.

"What's going on?" Ning Yan's face was not very good.

Huo Chen couldn't help laughing, "My lord, have you even forgotten what you have done? You threw away the antidote for carmine, and now the emperor's wound can't heal, and even his whole leg is useless. Isn't that just right?" What do you mean?"

As Huo Chen said, he glanced at Ning Zhe who was lying on the ground, and smiled meaningfully, "Why, the lord feels distressed now?"

Ning Yan frowned slightly, "How could this king feel sorry for a waste."

He sent someone to fetch a heavy iron chain, tied Ning Zhe's wrist up, and stepped on his left finger bone.

"Azhe, you were born with a left hand, so you killed Lan'er with this hand, right?"

Ning Zhe twitched a few times, but he didn't twitch. He couldn't help but look at Huo Chen with a panicked expression.

Huo Chen smiled at him, cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I have something else to do, so I will take my leave first."

After all, he turned and left without hesitation.

Ning Zhe's pupils shrank slightly, his right hand suddenly grabbed the hem of his clothes, and he raised his head to plead with him, with tears in his eyes: "General, don't go, don't go, okay, I don't want to stay, please save me... save me..."

Huo Chen looked down at him.