Chapter 210 Your Heart is Biased

Splendid Palace.

The tyrant looked around and would happily tell Anjiu where his mother was and what she was doing.

"Mother likes pink the most." The tyrant said, "She also has a very beautiful hairpin that looks like a peach blossom."

An Jiu paused: "Peach blossom hairpin?"

The tyrant nodded: "It was given by my father. She likes it the most and wears it all day long."

An Jiu thought of the peach blossom hairpin given by the emperor that she had kept.

It turned out to be a gift from the late emperor to Concubine Chun.

The emperor actually gave it to her...

Someone threw a stone into her heart, and the ripples continued to ripple for a long time...

"Xiaojiu, what are we doing here?" The tyrant didn't know what would happen next, nor did he notice anything strange about Anjiu, so he asked curiously.

An Jiu walked up and patted his shoulder: "Your Majesty, you are not a child now, you have grown up."

The tyrant nodded: "I have grown up."

An Jiu added: "The things and people you were afraid of before are now afraid of you."

The tyrant nodded again: "Afraid of me."

He didn't seem to have any idea.

"Now, let's carefully recall what the ghost who killed Concubine Chun looked like, okay?"

The tyrant took a step back.

He is scared.

Instinctive resistance.

An Jiu said softly: "Let's do this..."

An Jiu took his hand and hid under the bed.

The tyrant closed his eyes tightly.

An Jiu: "Open your eyes."

The tyrant opened his eyes, met Anjiu's eyes, and suddenly relaxed. He held Anjiu's hand tightly and said, "Xiaojiu, I'm not afraid."

[I'm so scared, but I can't let Xiaojiu know, otherwise she will laugh at me for not being a man.]

An Jiu "..."

That won’t happen.

An Jiu asked him to turn his head: "Think about it, when the ghost came in, where was his head on the door frame?"

The tyrant frowned, his thoughts returning to that night.

His mother panicked and asked him to hide under the bed, and told him not to come out no matter what he saw or heard...

Then, the door opened and he saw a pair of feet...

Then go up...

Go up...

A flash of lightning flashed, thunder roared, and a pale face appeared in sight...

The tyrant was so frightened that he closed his eyes tightly.

[How terrible! ]

【Help. 】

【Someone come save me!】

An Jiu patted his chest: "Don't be afraid, do you remember where it is?"

The tyrant's forehead was covered with sweat, but he still nodded. He crawled out from under the bed and pointed to a position on the door frame: "Here."

An Jiu measured the man and found that he was about 1.7 meters tall.

No wonder the tyrant thought it was a woman.

What kind of clothes is he wearing?

"Black..."

The tyrant remembered that face, strangled his mother, and sat on the chair, looking at him and smiling...

[Terrible, terrible, terrible. ]

The tyrant became more and more agitated. He covered his head and said, "Xiao Jiu, I'm scared."

He is no longer a man.

He was really scared.

Woo woo woo!

An Jiu hugged him and patted his back gently again: "Don't be afraid, we will find the murderer soon. Can you kill him yourself?"

The tyrant buried his head in her arms, and after a long while he said sullenly, "Okay."

Perhaps that person at the time thought that the tyrant was just a child and it was okay that he was scared mad. He did not expect that the tyrant was an extremely smart child and that everything he saw would be engraved in his mind and he would remember it very, very clearly.

In the past, the tyrant was very violent and no one could contact him or ask him questions. He ran around the palace like a headless fly, looking for food but more importantly, for the murderer.

Unfortunately, nothing was found.

But now it’s different. The tyrant remembers the details, he can tell An Jiu, and An Jiu can tell the emperor. Although the harem is as leaky as a sieve, it is still easy for the emperor to find out something.

so……

Knowing the murderer's height and that he is a eunuch, we can calculate his approximate age, which makes finding him much easier.

"Okay, okay." An Jiu coaxed softly.

"Are we going to look for the murderer now?" The tyrant looked up and stared at An Jiu with his big watery eyes without blinking. Although he was very scared, very scared, very scared, he also wanted to find the murderer who killed his mother.

He is a man now.

Xiaojiu said he has grown up.

He can avenge his mother.

An Jiu shook his head: "We have to check."

The palace is so big that An Jiu feels it is too easy to hide someone.

But the tyrant frowned.

"Who will check?"

An Jiu "..."

This is hard to say...

Your twin brother?

The tyrant guessed it, and he was very angry, and his stubborn temper suddenly came up: "That's my mother, I don't need him to check."

An Jiu "..."

Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

He is you, and that is also his mother.

And you big idiot, can you find it out?

【Fickle. 】

【Hypocritical. 】

An Jiu exhaled and looked at the Tyrant: "Is it possible that there is no ghost at all, and you are all one person?"

The tyrant looked at her and said stubbornly, "No way."

He pursed his lips into a Psyduck shape.

He said, "Xiaojiu, your heart is biased."

This sentence gave An Jiu nightmares all night.

In the early morning, she saw the emperor sleeping beside her. He had not woken up yet and his profile was quite handsome.

The tyrant said her heart was with the emperor.

is that so?

Before this, An Jiu always thought that she was partial to the tyrant, and in fact, she did so.

But why did the tyrant say that?

While thinking, the emperor opened his eyes, and the moment he met An Jiu's eyes, An Jiu heard two heartbeats.

She lowered her head as if she was escaping, then she heard a chuckle, and felt that the emperor was laughing at her, so she raised her head in defiance.

However, the postures of the two people were really ambiguous, and they were sleeping in the same bed. I never noticed it before, but why did I feel it was so strange today?

Everything is weird.

Nothing is right.

At this time, Eunuch Li came outside and reminded the emperor that there was an important matter today.

The emperor got up and An Jiu quickly told him what happened last night.

"Why are you looking for the murderer?" the emperor asked her.

【Why, Xiaojiu? 】

[Is it for him, or for me? ]

[Do you really think that he and I are exactly the same person? ]

If you really think so, why treat us differently?

The emperor's thoughts were in a mess, and An Jiu's heart was also in a mess.

"It's just a sudden thought." An Jiu said dryly.

"That's how it is." The emperor said and left.

Only An Jiu was left struggling.

The army is setting out today. The emperor will lead his ministers out of the city to personally escort General Zhenyuan to the battle.

Palace maids were usually not present at such occasions, so An Jiu did not go. She was disturbed by the emperor's words and was uneasy the whole morning until Xiao Xia came to find her.

"Xiaojiu, go out and take a look, something happened to Xiaoqiu."

An Jiu paused: "Xiao Qiu? What happened?"

She wiped her hands and listened to Xiao Xia as she walked.