Chapter 163 Fighting Everyday

After thinking it over, An Jiu decided to tell everyone about Xiao Hua's matter, otherwise he would feel uncomfortable keeping it in his heart.

After hearing this, the emperor said calmly: "I have someone take the body away."

Is this an admission that he murdered the person?

It seems to be similar to what An Jiu guessed. The tyrant found Xiaohua who was about to steal something and killed him accidentally. Then the emperor woke up and saw it, so he asked someone to deal with Xiaohua's body.

An Jiu breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, he couldn't help but glance at the emperor.

Although Xiaohua was not a good person and Anjiu could not feel any sympathy for her death, she was still shocked by the tyrant and the emperor's attitude towards human life.

In their eyes, human life is really not worth mentioning.

What An Jiu didn't expect was that when the Tyrant came in the evening, when An Jiu talked to him about Xiaohua, the Tyrant looked at her with a confused expression.

"Who is Xiaohua?"

"It was the one who died at the door last night." An Jiu thought he didn't know Xiaohua's name and that's why he said that, but the tyrant still looked confused.

"You don't remember? Or you didn't kill anyone?" An Jiu asked tentatively.

The tyrant lowered his head and pursed his lips tightly. He seemed to be thinking about what happened last night, which made him very unhappy.

He asked An Jiu: "Who am I?"

"You are the emperor."

The tyrant frowned: "I don't remember."

He said stubbornly: "I don't remember being the emperor, I don't remember... Why don't I remember anything?"

An Jiu couldn't answer him.

This feeling is like a person who has lived for a dozen years, but suddenly one day he finds out that all his cognitions are fake... even he himself is fake...

He is not a person who should exist. He is a personality that was split out after the emperor was in extreme pain to bear the pain.

But this personality didn't know. He thought he was still a seven-year-old child who only knew how to eat and sleep every day. He was originally very happy...

But now...

His world collapsed into ruins overnight.

The tyrant rubbed his head. He was very annoyed and his head hurt. It seemed that there was something he couldn't see clearly through the barrier.

At this time, a hand gently patted his shoulder. Although he was wearing thick clothes, the warmth of the palm seemed to be able to penetrate the clothes and soothe his restless heart.

"Your Majesty." An Jiu called him softly.

The tyrant only had An Jiu in his eyes at this moment. He looked up at her and suddenly reached out and touched An Jiu's face.

"Xiaojiu is real."

"Yes, I am real."

"I...what about me? Am I real?"

An Jiu smiled and said, "Of course, of course you are real."

The tyrant was delighted.

"If I am real, will Xiaojiu remember me forever?"

An Jiu nodded: "Yes."

The tyrant breathed a sigh of relief and ran back to Guanghua Palace to get the bear.

"I want to sleep with it in my arms."

An Jiu nodded: "Okay."

"I want to hear more stories."

An Jiu nodded: "Okay."

but……

Before telling the story, An Jiu asked him: "Your Majesty, you..."

Before she finished, the tyrant said, "Don't call me Your Majesty, Mother, call me Xiaoce."

An Jiu "..."

So, could she still call him Xiaoce?

What if the emperor finds out and exterminates all nine generations of your clan?

Besides, you have been His Majesty for so long, why are you suddenly being so pretentious?

"Your Majesty..." She just opened her mouth and found that the tyrant frowned.

He stared at Anjiu with his eyes wide open, and he looked like he was about to cry, as if it would be a serious crime for Anjiu to call him "Your Majesty" again.

"I was still a child..."

An Jiu "..."

Crazy...

I called him while suppressing the goosebumps all over my body.

The tyrant was very happy, as if everything was different with a name.

"Xiaojiu is the best to me. I like Xiaojiu the most."

An Jiu paused.

Before she could react, the tyrant threw her to the ground and bit Anjiu's lips like a puppy.

He didn't know how to express his inner joy, he just felt that he liked Xiaojiu no matter what.

An Jiu "..."

I really can't stand it for a second.

The sound of crisp applause rang out in the room.

The tyrant covered his face and looked at Anjiu aggrievedly.

"You hit me!"

An Jiu exhaled and said angrily: "I'm going to hit you, you scoundrel."

The tyrant thought that "Dengtuzi" was not a good word.

He stared at An Jiu and started using his old tricks again.

【Unhappy, unhappy, unhappy. 】

【Angry, angry, angry.】

An Jiu was too lazy to pay attention to him.

After a long silence, An Jiu turned around and found him sitting on the bed holding the bear, looking at her fiercely.

【Hit me again.】

【Fight every day, fight every day, fight every day. 】

【Beat him to death! 】

An Jiu was so angry that he laughed. This was really the case of the bad guy complaining first. It was obviously him who molested others first.

Can children be shameless?

If he dared to do this outside, people would break his legs.

Seeing that Anjiu ignored him, the tyrant said angrily: "My mother didn't even hit me."

An Jiu said: "I am not your mother, I will not spoil you. If you do this again, I will beat you."

The tyrant was even more unhappy.

【angry. 】

An Jiu rolled his eyes.

This trick doesn't work on her now.

【Never mind Xiaojiu again. 】

An Jiu "..."

I don’t want to talk, I don’t want to care, I don’t want to coax.

After a while, when An Jiu was about to have a good talk with him, she turned around and found that he had fallen asleep holding the bear.

An Jiu "..."

…

It was a cold day in December. When the emperor opened his eyes, he felt half of his arm was numb. He lowered his head and saw a human head.

Anjiu's head.

She was sleeping very soundly, with one of her legs weighing a thousand pounds resting on the emperor's belly.

The emperor breathed a sigh of relief. No wonder he had dreamed last night that he caused a scene in the court and was pressed under a mountain.

Wait, that’s not the point. The point is why this little Jiu is sleeping in his arms?

Could it be that she was trying to seduce him and take advantage of him while he was sleeping?

The emperor didn't move his body, but his mind was full of random thoughts. An Jiu was sleeping soundly, but the emperor's voice was so loud that she was woken up.

With the experience from last time, An Jiu stopped pretending to be asleep. After she opened her eyes, she apologized naturally.

"Your Majesty, please spare my life. This servant did not mean it."

The emperor snorted coldly and was too lazy to argue with her.

Stupid goose, making him angry every day.

Just as he was about to go out, he turned back and took the pink bear on the bed away.

…

The person Jiang Sheng sent to the State of Chu to investigate the rose perfume brought back the news.

"It's used in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion in Chu." Jiang Sheng was afraid that he didn't know, so he explained: "Xiaoxiang Pavilion is the largest brothel in Chu, the same as Huajie."

The emperor glanced at him.

"A brothel girl?"

Jiang Sheng nodded, also feeling that it was a bit outrageous. Could it be that the person who killed Concubine Chun was a prostitute?

How is that possible?

How could a brothel girl appear in the imperial palace of Daxia?

The emperor thought about it and realized that most of the concubines of the previous emperor were noble ladies from famous families, and it was unlikely that there were any prostitutes from brothels.

The one in the palace maids?

But the palace is so big, it is not easy to find a hidden palace maid.

"Focus on investigating the concubines of the emperor who are still alive and see if the maids around them have any connection with the Chu State?"

Jiang Sheng understood what he meant. He nodded and was about to say something when Eunuch Li came in.