Chapter 338 I'm Not Afraid

The emperor slept uneasily.

He felt like someone was carrying him.

He saw himself coming to Xiaojiu's house and eating all of Xiaojiu's pine nuts.

The emperor felt that he was doomed.

Xiaojiu treasures those pine nuts very much. If you eat them all like this, Xiaojiu will definitely be angry.

Then he went to the greenhouse and picked the most beautiful flowers under the distressed, shocked and flattering look of the old eunuch.

Hahaha.

Sometimes he doesn't want to follow the rules and wants to do something out of the ordinary.

Afterwards, he went to find Xiaojiu.

Fortunately, Xiaojiu is back.

The emperor couldn't help but feel relaxed when he saw Xiaojiu's face.

This silly goose, why is he crying?

Also asked him if he was hungry.

He is not hungry. He just ate so many pine nuts.

Then Xiaojiu asked him if he came to say goodbye.

The emperor thought it was funny, as they were not going to say goodbye to each other.

That's really funny.

But he saw that the silly goose's eyes were red, and then she smiled and said to him: "It's okay, it's okay, children don't need to understand so much, and children don't need to say goodbye."

What does this mean?

The emperor didn’t quite understand.

Why did Xiaojiu suddenly say such strange things? Did he treat him as a child?

The emperor found it a little funny again.

Like a puppet, he went to Jinxiu Palace with Xiaojiu.

It's still so desolate here and looks dilapidated.

The emperor seemed to remember a lot of things.

For example, a beautiful woman in a pink gauze tent gently patted his back to coax him to sleep.

He saw a little boy of about six or seven years old running in the yard, and the palace servants behind him kept shouting at him to be careful and run slower.

He also saw...

So many...

He walked around the yard, memories coming back to him all at once.

He felt so tired, as if something was pressing on him, making him feel exhausted.

It's getting dark.

He entered the room.

The room was very dark.

He was a little scared.

But he didn't know where this fear came from.

Then someone pushed him and hid under the bed.

The emperor felt very uncomfortable.

He wanted to crawl out, but his body seemed to be frozen and he couldn't move at all.

The emperor frowned.

He heard footsteps.

He saw that the room was brand new and a woman in pink was looking outside the door in horror.

The door opened...

The emperor was frightened when he saw a pale face appear at the door.

This is Qiao Dong.

He knows.

But Qiao Dong is already dead.

He still couldn't move.

Then he watched Qiao Dong, who was wearing white face paint, strangle the woman in pink to death...

The woman fell down, her face facing him, her eyes wide open, with the pain of death still lingering on her face.

The emperor felt as if his heart had been pierced with several holes by nails, and blood was gushing out of those holes.

"Mother."

The emperor heard his own voice, but it seemed as if he didn't.

Time passed little by little, and he looked at the man with white face painting sitting on the chair, just looking at him.

The fear that penetrated deep into my bones came over me, and then slowly dissipated.

The emperor just wanted to rush out and kill him.

He knew that this was Qiao Dong. He had killed Qiao Dong once. This time, no matter whether he was real or fake, human or ghost, he would kill him.

The emperor told himself.

I'm not a child anymore.

I am not afraid of anything.

He was just a small person named Qiao Dong, but he killed all the spies from the State of Chu in the palace.

The emperor tried hard to break free, but the moment he lowered his head, he found that he seemed to have turned into a child.

child……

The emperor realized something.

Is this an illusion?

Or is it that guy's memory?

Then, he saw Qiao Dong smearing something on his mother's face, and soon he heard a squeaking sound.

It's a mouse.

Damn rats.

A mouse lay on the mother's face...

No, don't.

No no no.

The emperor stared at Qiao Dong, smiling grimly, looking at Concubine Chun and then at himself under the bed.

The fear he had just felt came back again, making it hard for the emperor to breathe.

He closed his eyes.

I am not afraid.

Whether it is an illusion or reality, I am not afraid of anything.

His anger overwhelmed his fear, and he could finally feel his body.

Although it was very difficult and stiff, he still crawled out from under the bed little by little.

He raised his foot, put it down heavily, and crushed a mouse in front of him to death.

The other mice scattered.

The emperor looked up and saw that the huge and weird Qiao Dong was still smiling and looking at him sarcastically.

The emperor sneered.

"I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid of anything."

"If I can let you die once, I can let you die a second time, and a third time."

"Come on."

The emperor reached out, pulled out a hairpin from his mother's head, and walked in front of Qiao Dong.

This Qiao Dong is still smiling.

“Go to hell!”

The hairpin stabbed into Qiao Dong's neck.

In the dim light, the figures of the seven-year-old tyrant and the twenty-something emperor slowly merged together...

The strange Qiao Dong in front of him and the pink-dressed Concubine Chun on the ground slowly turned into powder and disappeared at that moment...

"Xiaojiu, go and have a rest," Xiaoqiu walked in and looked at Xiaojiu with a little heartache.

She seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and looked disheveled and decadent.

The emperor has been in a coma for three days.

Xiaojiu stayed with her for the past three days. She didn't eat anything and only drank a little water.

There was a bit of chaos in the court. The emperor fell ill for no apparent reason and the rumors that spread were a bit outrageous.

Several doctors came but they couldn't diagnose anything.

If the emperor had not killed so many people before and suppressed all unstable factors, there would probably still be chaos outside now.

An Jiu got a clean handkerchief and wiped the emperor's face and hands.

She wasn't sad or scared, just a little numb.

Three days ago, after the tyrant gave her flowers, he took her to Jinxiu Palace.

But as soon as he entered, he felt something was wrong. He looked around and walked around, and soon fell down and fainted.

He hasn't woken up until now.

An Jiu had been worried, scared, and terrified.

Now there is only numbness.

She touched the emperor's head.

"How long are you going to sleep?"

"Wake up soon."

An Jiu exhaled.

At this time, Eunuch Li came in. Seeing that the emperor was still the same, he couldn't help but sigh.

Now that things have come to this, it seems there is no point in worrying.

The imperial physicians could not diagnose anything.

"Father-in-law, is there something wrong?" An Jiu asked casually.

Eunuch Li said, "It's not a big deal. Concubine Xin has come to the capital, and Prince Ming is asking for an audience at the palace gate."

An Jiu said, "Why don't we ask Doctor Jiang what to do?"

She didn't know the emperor's specific plans, but now that Prince Ming and Concubine Xin were already in the capital, they couldn't cause any big waves.

So what if we are in the capital?

An Jiu thought that as long as the emperor didn't wake up, nothing would matter to her.