Chapter 118: Beili Wolf King x Central Plains Prince 54

Qian Zhou covered himself with the quilt and said, "Anyway, it wasn't made by me."

"Why do you think I would care about you making a snowman?" Xiao Jintian asked.

Qian Zhou thought he was angry, so he held his hand honestly, "Because the snow is cold."

His health was already not as good as before, and if he went out to play in the snow before he had recovered, Xiao Jintian would definitely not allow him to do so.

"You're right, if I had known this before, I would have tied you to the bed."

Qian Zhou fell silent upon hearing this, covered himself with the quilt and closed his eyes.

Start playing deaf and dumb.

Xiao Jintian glanced sideways at the person outside the door, "Who?"

The maid held a jade plate with the burnt imperial edict on it.

"Minister Wen sent it."

Qian Zhou covered himself in the quilt and poked Xiao Jintian.

Xiao Jintian stretched out his hand, "Give it to me."

"yes."

Qian Zhou's voice was muffled. "Why are you showing it to me? Isn't it written on it that it says Qian Lingxiao? I killed him. Let those old men find someone else."

"I don't want to be an emperor."

Xiao Jintian smiled, "Aren't you returning to the Central Plains to fight for the throne?"

"Is the dragon throne comfortable to sit on? Why should I fight for it?" Qian Zhou said as a matter of course.

Xiao Jintian was a little surprised. After all, Qianzhou was one of the princes, and the throne had no appeal to him at all.

Qian Zhou said, "My goal is to stop Qian Lingxiao from attacking Bei Li, and by the way, find an opportunity to kill him."

Xiao Jintian thought Qian Zhou was holding a grudge against Qian Lingxiao for what he had done, so he asked, "Then who stabbed you in the stomach?"

Qianzhou kicked the quilt away and said, "I get angry when you talk about this!"

"He was a weak-looking eunuch. He was protecting Qian Lingxiao's escape. I had a knife on Qian Lingxiao's neck, and just as we were fighting, he stabbed me!"

"The wound isn't on my stomach, it's on my back! He attacked me!"

"The young eunuch fainted in the woods outside the palace. Have you sent anyone to capture him?"

Qian Zhou pointed outside the door and said anxiously, "Catch him back quickly."

"Yan Hu is leading a search. Capture him within three days."

Xiao Jintian held Qianzhou's hand and suddenly frowned.

He pinched Qianzhou's chin and asked him to lift his head, exposing the skin on his neck, "You have a scar."

Qianzhou was terrified, "It left a scar?!!"

He turned around, picked up the bronze mirror next to him, and looked at his chin.

Xiao Jintian pointed to the right side of his chin, "This."

Qian Zhou rolled his eyes and fell into the quilt.

"It's okay, I'll wear a mask."

He forced out a bitter laugh, "Xiao Jintian, don't mention this matter again."

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Scars are a man’s medal. Qian Zhou comforted himself in this way, but he still felt a lump in his heart.

He opened his arms, "Xiao Jintian..."

Xiao Jintian leaned over and hugged him, "Is it so painful?"

"I'm just unhappy. It's not like I can't beat them both. They're just a little eunuch and Qian Lingxiao. Even if I give them two swords, they can't hurt me." Qian Zhou said.

As a result, he was stabbed and his face was scratched by thorns.

Qian Zhou buried his face in Xiao Jintian's arms, "I'm so annoyed..."

Xiao Jintian patted his back. Qianzhou's abdominal injury began to hurt again. He liked to make trouble for others when he felt uncomfortable.

Grabbing Xiao Jintian's hair silently, Qian Zhou said, "I don't want to be the emperor. I'll go back to Beili with you. You must prepare a bowl of milk for me every morning, enough to drink in two gulps."

"Lower yourself."

Xiao Jintian lowered his head a little, "Okay, everything."

"You're pressing down on my hair." Qian Zhou said.

Xiao Jintian covered his head and said, "You pressed it yourself. If you raise your arm, you can't press it down."

"No." Qian Zhou refused.

Xiao Jintian helped him free the hair under his arms. After Qianzhou's hair was straightened, he said he was cold. When he covered himself with the quilt, he said it was heavy. He became even more unhappy when the quilt was loosened a little.

She shook off Xiao Jintian's hand, lay on the couch and closed her eyes.

"?" Xiao Jintian didn't know how he had offended him.

He squeezed forward and put his arms around Qianzhou's waist, throwing the imperial edict aside.

Qian Zhou listened to the sound of the imperial edict rolling on the ground, held Xiao Jintian's hand and closed his eyes. Due to lack of energy and blood, his body was weak and he soon fell asleep.

Outside the door, Yan Hu frowned and stared at the door with a rare hesitation.

His two-meter-tall body paced back and forth in place. He sighed as he thought of something and glanced at Xiao Jintian's back lying on the couch.

He sighed again.

"Should I tell you or not..."

Yan Hu stared at the gate in a daze. It was amazing that the king could actually get on the bed.

I just caught a little eunuch in the woods. He told me everything after a little torture, even the painting that Qian Lingxiao had asked someone to draw for him and the book about Qian Zhou.

When Yan Hu heard that the 60 whips were done by Qian Lingxiao, he was stunned.

Yan Hu had heard how badly Xiao Jintian treated His Highness in the beginning, and yet His Highness still let him hold her.

This is too much love for their king.

But... the king doesn't seem to know about this yet.

Yan Hu's expression was very serious, as if he was facing a major decision of life and death.

He looked into the room again and saw Xiao Jintian had already stood up and walked to the door.

"What's wrong?"

Yan Hu scratched his head and said, "Ahem... nothing."

Xiao Jintian narrowed his eyes. "Nothing? Then who were you standing outside the door spying on?"

Yan Hu was tongue-tied and hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "Your Majesty, I think... you should listen to His Highness."

Xiao Jintian frowned, "That depends on what it is."

"No... Your Highness... You are so kind to me."

"Of course." Xiao Jintian said.

"That's not what I meant." Yan Hu waved his hand.

Xiao Jintian was a little impatient, "What do you mean?"

"It's... not interesting." Yan Hu waved his hands quickly, "My king, I'm going back first!"

Three days later, Qian Zhou's injuries had healed a little, and Xiao Jintian forced him to eat porridge for three days.

Xiao Jintian said firmly, "You didn't eat this morning, so you have to make up for the meat and vegetables from lunch. I'll watch over you and make sure you don't miss a single bite."

Qian Zhou said angrily: "I don't want to drink porridge!"

"No room for negotiation." Xiao Jintian crossed his arms, still domineering and powerful.

Xiao Jintian was quickly pulled over by the ministers for negotiations. Qian Zhou slowly got down from the ground, put on a cotton robe, and walked slowly towards the imperial kitchen.

The young eunuch who passed by was so frightened that he quickly asked someone to carry the sedan chair.

Thanks to the ministers' vigorous propaganda, everyone in the capital knew that the third prince had inherited the throne.

"Where are you going, Your Majesty?"

Qian Zhou looked around and said, "Go to the imperial kitchen, hurry up."

"Okay." The eunuch nodded.

He cleared his throat and shrieked, "Lift the sedan!"

Qian Zhou shuddered, "Keep your voice down!"

The eunuch quickly responded, saying in a low voice, "Hurry up, the emperor's health is important, don't let him starve!"

It was Qianzhou's first time to ride in such an open-air vehicle. It was carried by four people, with a cushioned wooden seat in the middle.

It turns out that the emperor had people carry him wherever he went, without his feet even touching the ground, and it was stable and fast.

There is a special courtyard in the imperial kitchen of the palace. Qian Zhou almost fell asleep with his chin propped up.

The eunuch ran in first. As soon as Qian Zhou entered the yard, nearly a hundred people from the imperial kitchen gathered in the yard and knelt down in a mighty manner.

"Your Majesty—"

Qian Zhou leaned back, holding the armrest and glaring.

Wow! Such a grand display!