They all want to kill me

Chapter 111 Gentle and considerate big warm man

Back in the Condensation Hall, Zhaoyang is considered safe.

Huang Zhonglang and Huang San returned to the palace, and Lu Shuang and Yan Tiezhu went back to report.

At this moment, there are only Li Shuhong and Zhaoyang in the Condensation Hall.

And Li Shuhong has already received information from the Life Script Simulator.

He can leave anytime now.

He did intend to leave, too.

It seems that he has returned to a familiar place, or it may be because there is no third person at the moment, and Zhaoyang talks a lot more.

"I think the next step is to test my father to see if he cares about me or is using me."

Li Shuhong didn't answer, just stood with his hands behind his back and looked up at the peach tree in front of him.

The peach blossoms are gorgeous on it.

Seeing that Li Shuhong didn't speak, he didn't even call her stupid.

Zhaoyang suddenly panicked, feeling a bad premonition.

She stepped forward and grabbed Li Shuhong's sleeve, and would not let go, "Why don't you speak?"

Li Shuhong handed her a small porcelain bottle, "If my predictions are correct, your father will come here to look for you soon. At that time, you will pour the prepared poison into the tea and give it to him."

Zhaoyang took the porcelain bottle and lowered his head, biting his lower lip slightly.

Li Shuhong smiled, "So you actually expect your father to treat you sincerely, right?"

Zhaoyang raised his head and looked at Li Shuhong stubbornly, "I will poison you!"

She snatched the poison away.

"Forget it." Li Shuhong's expression was indifferent, "This journey has been going back and forth for several months, but you have made no progress. I am very disappointed in you."

Zhaoyang opened his mouth and looked at him eagerly, with tears rolling in his eyes.

Li Shuhong sighed slightly inwardly, but still kept a cold face, "I don't need useless tools."

"I will be useful!" Zhaoyang said eagerly, "I will really be useful! Really! I'm not lying to you! I will do whatever you ask me to do! I'm going to kill my father ! Don't leave me! Please"

"It's no longer needed."

Li Shuhong suddenly showed a warm smile and patted the top of her head, "I will find a better tool than you. As for you, if you really want to prove yourself, just show me."

After all, without waiting for Zhaoyang to resist, he knocked Zhaoyang unconscious with a knife in his hand.

He picked up Zhaoyang in the way of a princess and returned to the bedroom, he glanced at the thatched bed, and then put Zhaoyang on it.

Raising his hand to wipe off the tears on Zhaoyang's face, and gently smoothing her frowning brows, Li Shuhong sighed.

"Ugh"

Seeing the poor little boy's appearance, Li Shuhong held back his soft heart, turned around and walked out of the room.

Closing the door from the outside, his eyes became dark.

Now, there is one last thing to do.

That was something he had never said to Zhaoyang.

In fact, what happened to her father was indifferent to Li Shuhong.

Whether it is calculated, cared for, or used, it doesn't matter.

He left Zhaoyang's residence and stepped into the largest hall in the imperial palace.

Across the empty hall, he came to a study.

He casually slapped the eunuch standing at the door unconscious, he pushed open the door of the study and walked in leisurely.

The middle-aged man in the bright yellow jacket who was sitting behind the desk and looking down at the memorial frowned slightly, "What's the matter."

Li Shuhong didn't speak, just looked him up and down.

Seeing that the visitor did not speak, the emperor raised his head, and then his expression was stunned, "Who are you?! Come here!"

"Stop shouting, no one is coming."

Li Shuhong stepped forward and looked down at him, "You don't know who I am? Didn't you want to use the Baihua Palace to use me? You even hired three great masters to kill me. It's such a big show."

The emperor frowned slightly, "So it's you, but that's also your purpose. You and I are just using each other."

Li Shuhong looked left and right, and then pointed at the void like a sword!
锃——!
"Uh--!"

There was a sound of a sword, and a large splash of blood splashed in the shadow behind the emperor.

Afterwards, the old eunuch with white hair and skin like chicken skin stared in disbelief, clutching his throat and fell down.

Li Shuhong tilted his head and looked at the emperor, "Is this your confidence?"

The emperor's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "How are you doing! Could it be that you want to rebel?!"

"Rebel," Li Shuhong clicked his lips, "Are you worthy? I just killed you because I saw you were upset."

The emperor's face suddenly changed, "How dare you—!"

锃——!
The sword sounded again, and the emperor's head fell to the ground.

Looking down at the frightened and angry head on the ground, Li Shuhong raised his mouth, "Of course I dare."

That's right, in fact, any conspiracies and schemes don't matter to him.

Because he is strong enough, he has the right to turn the table.

That's it.

Li Shuhong turned around and pushed the door open.

The sun is shining outside.

He stretched, and finally looked in Zhaoyang's direction, and then chose to leave the script.

It was getting late, but there was still no one in the study to greet him.

After a long time, the wall behind the emperor's headless corpse cracked, revealing the secret room inside.

Then a person stepped out from it.

This person is the Emperor Zhou!

Glancing at the two corpses on the ground, he looked down at his trembling hands, "Sure enough, even if you don't have to face him at all, you can't stop trembling."

There was deep fear in Emperor Zhou's eyes.

"That's right, I thought he was going to die the moment he shot."

Eunuch Wang leaned on the wall and slowly walked out of the secret room.

His face was bloodless, and his skin, which was originally like an orange peel, became more wrinkled, as if it might be extinguished at any time like a candle in the wind.

"But after all, I still fooled him. It's not in vain to pour all my kung fu into my brother's body."

Eunuch Wang sighed, "If a great innate master doesn't die, how can he believe it. It's just that it will take five years at the earliest for me to recover my skills."

Maybe even more than five years.

Zhou Di remained silent and didn't know what he was thinking.

Eunuch Wang asked, "What are you thinking?"

"I'm wondering," Emperor Zhou said quietly, "Has he left? What if he just hides in a dark place?"

Eunuch Wang was startled, and blurted out, "How are you doing?"

"Of course I treat my good daughter well."

Emperor Zhou smiled lightly and said, "He values ​​Zhaoyang very much. According to Huang Zhonglang's secret letter, he has been teaching Zhaoyang all the way. If I treat her better, wouldn't I be able to live longer?"

Eunuch Wang was silent for a while, then snorted softly, "You can do whatever you want, I'm going to retreat to recover from my injuries. I hope you're not dead when I leave the retreat."

He left, taking the two corpses on the ground with him.

Emperor Zhou didn't look back, nor did he speak.

After a while, he adjusted his expression and walked towards the Condensation Hall.

"do not go!!!"

Zhaoyang woke up suddenly.

She had just had a dream.

In the dream there was someone who had been teaching her, he said he needed her.

So she also worked hard to be the tool he needed.

Because she was the one who needed him.

But he was gone.

Because she is not good enough, because she still has selfishness.

And tools don't need selfishness.

Zhaoyang's eyes were blank, she got up and opened the door and went out.

Under the peach tree, there was a figure standing with his back facing him and hands behind his back.

Zhaoyang was overjoyed and ran over quickly.

But soon her pace slowed down.

Because the man was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, not a green shirt.

not him.

The man heard movement behind him and turned around, Zhaoyang recognized him.

How can you not recognize it?

This is her father's face.

The face of the royal father whom he had never seen since the death of his mother and concubine.

Emperor Zhou's expression was gentle and caring, "Son, I'm sorry for you."

Zhaoyang's expression was dull.

"I know you blame me." Emperor Zhou sighed, "But I just want to protect you, after all. You are the daughter of me and Xi'er. Now that you have grown up, I think you should know about something."

Zhaoyang raised his head slightly and looked at him blankly.

What could it be?
Do you want to say that she is not his biological daughter?
But she doesn't care about anything now.

Emperor Zhou took a breath, and said slowly, "Actually, your mother and concubine are not dead."

(End of this chapter)