Quick, I don't want to be in love anymore

Chapter 295: Love in the Sadistic Story (42)

Zhou Yulin struggled and looked at him fiercely.

"idiot."

Zhou Chengde glanced at him lightly, opened his lips slightly, and uttered these two words.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yulin immediately fell silent like a goose with its neck strangled.

At this time, no matter how stupid he was, he understood the strangeness of this matter. He was afraid that his uncle's claim of helping him seize the throne was just a lie from the beginning.

The throne, what a tempting position! From ancient times to the present, the struggle for it has resulted in countless bloodsheds between fathers, sons, and brothers. Who could possibly let go?

After thinking it all through, Zhou Yulin lowered his head, feeling somewhat relieved that he had kept a trick up his sleeve.

Thinking of this, he curled his lips helplessly. Fortunately, he had not yet reached the point of being completely crazy.

"Brother Emperor, look at your sons. Your eldest son is far away now, and it's unclear whether he can return to the capital safely. Your second son has been trapped in the mansion and left to fend for himself, and he has long since become a useless person. And your third son is such a fool. Who can shoulder this heavy responsibility? Who can protect our Zhou family's empire?"

"Oh? Who do you think can shoulder this heavy responsibility?"

Everyone in the Yangxin Palace was startled when they heard the voice, and looked towards the bed. They saw the person who should have been unconscious looking at them with a smile. His face was rosy, and he obviously didn't look as exhausted as before.

"You! Shouldn't you be dead..."

Before Zhou Chengde could finish his words, everyone in the hall was instantly suppressed by the guards who rushed in from outside.

"I wonder what I have done to make my younger brother miss me?"

"So you knew the plan all along, and then you watched me jump around like a clown, right?"

Zhou Chengde calmed down by then, or rather, he was completely dejected. He had anticipated his own fate, so he didn't show the usual respect to the most honorable person in the world.

"Yes, so why would you do this? I think I've treated you well, so how could I not treat you well?"

"Good? This throne originally belongs to me! You're just a thief!"

Zhou Chengde laughed sarcastically, his eyes dark as he stared fixedly at the person sitting on the bed.

Although he was only wearing an inner garment and not the dragon robe as usual, his aura made people subconsciously want to submit to him. This was something that only came after he became an emperor, and all of this should have belonged to him.

The more Zhou Chengde thought about it, the more unbalanced he felt, and his chest heaved with his rapid breathing.

"Ok?"

Zhou Chengyun couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw his confident look.

If his father's will had not clearly stated that the seventh prince would ascend the throne, and if it had not been witnessed by a group of ministers, he would have doubted whether his throne was really of unknown origin.

"My mother is the emperor's favorite concubine, and I am his favorite son. If you were not older than me, how could you have taken the throne?"

Looking at the nonchalant and even somewhat innocent expression of the person in front of him, Zhou Chengde felt sick in his heart and continued to speak indignantly.

"Oh, compared to me, are you worthy?"

Looking at the man in front of him who looked a bit crazy, Zhou Chengyun slowly spoke...

(End of this chapter)