I'm a killer with no emotions

"Ah Ning, I told you that you don't need to practice swordsmanship, why are you always disobedient...does it still hurt after bleeding so much?"

The handsome man gently grasped the boy's thin white wrist, blew it distressedly, and carefully wiped the slight blood stains with a wet handkerchief.

In fact, not much at all, it's just that the sword qi pierced the skin of the fingertips a little.

Ning Zhe shook his head obediently, "My lord, my subordinates don't hurt."

"How many times have I told you that I want to call Ayan." The man raised his hand and pinched his bunted face, as if punishing him.

Ning Zhe lowered his eyes slightly, his long and curly eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, his white and soft cheeks were slightly red, and he seemed a little shy.

There was a smile in the man's cold pool-like eyes, and he applied medicine for him very lightly, bandaged the wound, held up those white and immature hands, and gently kissed his fingertips.

Lingering, endlessly cherished.

Ning Zhe curled his fingers tightly, lowered his head and dared not look at the man, and stammered: "Master...Master..."

The man smiled lightly, leaned over and picked him up, held him in his arms, and kissed his rosy cheek.

"Ah Ning, be good, remember to protect yourself next time, otherwise when I see A Ning get hurt, my heart will be [-] times more painful than A Ning."

Ning Zhe hugged his neck nervously, as if swearing, with a firm tone: "Subordinates, subordinates will not let the Lord feel bad, and subordinates will definitely protect themselves in the future."

The man frowned and raised the corners of his lips towards him.

Ning Zhe was blindsided by his smile, but saw that the man's face became more and more blurred, farther and farther away... so far away that he couldn't reach him no matter what.

"My lord, my lord, where are you going..."

"Don't leave Aning..."

……

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty wake up."

Ning Zhe suddenly opened his eyes, made a knife with one hand, and subconsciously rushed towards his side quickly.

Huo Chen grabbed his wrist.

"Your Majesty, what kind of nightmare did you have and why did you cry so sadly?" He pulled Ning into his arms, touched his face with his hand, and wiped away the clear tears from the corners of his eyes.

When he sneaked in, he saw that Ning Zhe was half naked, lying in a pool of blood in embarrassment, lifeless, as if he was dead.

Huo Chen's heart skipped a beat, and when he got closer, he realized that there was no wound on his body, but his brows were tightly frowned, and his expression was very disturbed, as if he had fallen into some kind of nightmare.

Huo Chen woke him up, and when he saw him attacking him, he just thought he was frightened and didn't take it to heart.

He took off his fox fur and put it on Ning Zhe's body, then rubbed his hair, "Your Majesty, I'm a minister."

Ning Zhe was still a little dazed, and turned to look at him in a daze, "General..."

Not the man in his dream.

That person should be by Yunlan's side at this moment, feeding him the blood released from his body.

Ning Zhe slowly came to his senses and glanced at his wrist.

The hideous wound that was scratched by Ning Yan has disappeared, and the originally weak body has regained some strength.

Ning Zhe licked his lips and tasted a clear and sweet taste, the kind of sweet water that Huo Chen had fed him before.

Huo Chen saved him.

Ning Zhe lowered his head, tightened the fox fur on his body, pursed his lips and whispered, "General, thank you."

Huo Chen didn't come to listen to him thank you.

While fastening the fox fur belt for Ning Zhe, he said calmly: "How is the emperor's promise to the subject?"

Only then did Ning Zhe remember the bottle of medicine, and reached behind him, he touched a delicate porcelain bottle.

When Ning Yan forced him, he hid the porcelain bottle behind his back, but fortunately the man was in a trance and didn't notice it.

Ning Zhe muttered, "Don't worry, General, I haven't forgotten."

Huo Chen stared at the small red mole between his eyebrows for a long time before he smiled, "The minister is waiting for the emperor's good news."

After finishing speaking, he patted the little emperor on the head, turned and left the water prison, just as quietly as when he came.

He didn't ask the little emperor why his clothes were disheveled, or where the blood stains on his body came from. He only cared about what he wanted.

He just came to tell the little emperor, what happened to the little emperor has nothing to do with him.

——Huo Chen should have thought so, but he was extremely angry in his heart.

When he saw the little emperor lying there naked, a sense of tyranny suddenly arose in his heart, he just wanted to tear the person who touched the little emperor to pieces!

Huo Chen clenched his fists, suppressed the abnormal emotions, and returned to the mansion with a sullen face.

Seeing him coming back, the concierge immediately stepped forward to report: "General, Your Majesty is here."

His Majesty……

Huo Chen was stunned for a moment, and remembered for no reason that when he taught the little emperor how to practice swords, the little emperor raised his head and asked him with that cute and beautiful bun face, "General, they all call me the emperor, why do you call him your majesty?"

At that time, Huo Chen felt that this person was so cute that he could almost soften people's hearts.

He said to the little emperor, because the word "Your Majesty" is more majestic.

But the little emperor opened a pair of quiet black eyes, and said to Huo Chen that he didn't want prestige, he just wanted peace in the world.

Huo Chen laughed, and from then on he only called him the emperor.

But in the blink of an eye, the emperor, who said he wanted peace in the world, personally ordered the slaughter of [-] soldiers, destroying the whole of Dayue.

Whatever is obedient and cute is just a disguise to deceive him, that person will fall into the current situation where he is bullied, and he deserves it!

Huo Chen took a deep breath, withdrew his thoughts, and entered the mansion.

The His Majesty mentioned by the gatekeeper naturally refers to Ning Zhi.

As soon as Huo Chen entered the main hall, he saw the young man in a bright yellow robe sitting on the main seat.

It was Ning Zhe's younger brother, the former King Ping Nan, and now the Emperor of Dayue - Ning Zhi.

Ning Zhi came here not for other reasons, but to ask him for Ning Zhe's return.

Huo Chen was a little amused, "It was agreed at the beginning that I would kill Ning Yan for you, and you gave Ning Zhe to me. Why, did you go back on your word?"

Ning Zhi's face froze, with a hint of anger.

Before he could open his mouth, Huo Chen withdrew his smile and said in a cold voice: "Unfortunately, it's useless to regret. Ning Zhe has already belonged to me, and Ning Yan will die sooner or later. If you don't feel safe sitting on the throne, why don't you?" Done!"

Ning Zhi was furious: "Huo Chen! Don't you think I dare not do anything to you!"

Huo Chen didn't even look at him, and left with a flick of his sleeves: "Do as you please."

Ning Zhi was in a hurry, but Huo Chen still held the military power of Beijun in his hands, and he was just an emperor whose power had been emptied... He couldn't move him at all!

I thought that Ning Zhe had been completely driven into the bottom of the valley, and he would never be able to stand up again, but who would have thought that the high priest would want to support him again!

He took this throne with great difficulty, how could he let it go so easily!

Ning Zhe... must not stay any longer!

Ning Zhi endured the killing intent and returned to the palace, and sent people to search for Ning Zhe's trace, but learned that Ning Zhe was being imprisoned in the Dingbei Palace, and Ning Yan planned to take him to the blessing ceremony.

This is just right, lest he have to spend a lot of time avoiding Huo Chen.

Ning Zhi smiled unconsciously, and ordered someone to invite the prime minister to discuss the plan.

……

At this time, Ning Zhe, who was missed by others, still didn't realize it.After Huo Chen left, he curled up sleepily on the ground, staring blankly at his wrist for a long moment.

In the past, Ning Yan felt sorry for even a drop of blood from his fingertips, but now he can cut his wrist without any scruples and watch him bleed to death with a blank expression.

If Huo Chen hadn't come to save him, he would probably have died.

Ning Zhe touched his heart, but felt nothing, but strands of cold air pierced into his body like needles, making him feel unstoppable pain.

It wasn't the kind of pain that was tortured by Huo Chen, but it soaked into the blood of the bones, suffocating like maggots attached to the bones.

Ning Zhe remembered that No. 67 had used a spell that could shield him from pain before, so he called him.

But No. 67, who always replied in a timely manner, did not respond this time.

Ning Zhe paused, then hesitated and said [No. 67...are you not there]