Perhaps it was too late at night, perhaps the lights were too bright, or perhaps the wind outside was too strong, blinding Anjiu in the room.

She looked at the tyrant: "Why are you suddenly saying this?"

The tyrant shook his head: "I don't know."

He didn't know why he said that, he just felt uncomfortable and unhappy seeing Xiaojiu doing so much work.

Xiaojiu is too thin, too short, wears too thin clothes, eats poorly, and lives poorly.

Nothing is good.

Everything bothered him.

He squeezed the bear.

"I just don't know."

If one person is strong for a long time, he will get used to it, but the sudden concern from others will cause the wall that he built with great difficulty to collapse in an instant.

An Jiu felt very sad.

I couldn't help but feel a little red in the eyes.

"Why are you saying this? I don't want to hear it at all."

The tyrant frowned.

Did he say something wrong?

He stared into Anjiu's eyes, not understanding why Xiaojiu suddenly started crying.

It must be that he said something wrong and made Xiaojiu angry.

He always said the wrong things. In the past, when he said something wrong, his mother would be very sad and would sit by the window and cry.

The tyrant stared at Anjiu, who wiped her tears, feeling a little ashamed, but still wanted to cry.

I couldn't help but want to cry.

The more the tyrant watched, the more annoyed he became, as if someone was hitting his chest with a fist, making him feel suffocated, annoyed, and uncomfortable.

Then he ran away.

Yes, ran away.

An Jiu chased out the door, but he was nowhere to be seen.

An Jiu stopped crying now and hurried to find Aunt Qu to tell her that the emperor had run away.

Aunt Qu was not surprised. She laughed and said casually, "Doesn't your majesty run every day?"

What's so strange about this...

꿯正 will come back the next day.

etc……

Aunt Qu looked at An Jiu and asked, "Yes, why didn't you bring Xiao Jiu with you today?"

Seeing that An Jiu looked unhappy, she asked, "Are you...having a conflict?"

"No."

An Jiu doesn't think that is a contradiction.

She thought the tyrant was strange.

She had had this guess in her mind for a long time, but every time she would deliberately ignore it, trying not to think about it and escape from it.

Seeing that she refused to speak, Aunt Qu sighed and said, "Go back to sleep. Your Majesty has run away before, and there were secret guards following him."

The secret guards were following, but they lost track again and again...

Lin was tired.

He felt like he might be a waste.

He sighed, opened his mouth, and said with the cold wind blowing in his face, "Let's look outside the palace. His Majesty must have gone to the Flower Street again."

…

An Jiu returned to the cabin, also feeling uneasy.

For a while, I guessed that the tyrant had fled to the North Mountain. What if he fell down and froze to death on the mountain?

Then I thought, this guy ran to the red-light district, but was caught by Yan Wenjie and died in the society, what if?

Think again later...

In the end, she was earning the salary of a palace maid but worrying about the emperor.

Why……

I wouldn’t be sad if I had known this earlier.

She looked out the window.

It was pitch black outside and the north wind was blowing. An Jiu sighed.

…

This was the first time the emperor woke up in such a strange place.

His whole body was numb.

I feel my body is stiff.

Look at the wooden planks above your head.

The emperor was the first to respond.

[Is this a coffin?] 】

Who buried me alive? 】

But when he turned around he found something was wrong.

After a while, my slow brain finally responded.

This is under the bed...

He tilted his head and could see the table, chairs, part of the floor, and a door not far away.

The emperor knew where he was.

Splendid Palace.

He should have no memory of this place, but he felt inexplicably familiar with it.

It seems like he once hid here...

The emperor thought of something.

He turned his head and stared at the door for a while, then finally crawled out from under the bed.

It's already daybreak.

The room was quiet and everything was the same as it was back then.

It seems like a forgotten piece of dusty land.

The emperor reached out and touched the table, looking carefully at everything there.

Before his father died, he was not allowed to come.

But he still came.

Without knowing it...

This doesn't count as going against my father's will...

"What did you see back then?"

In the morning light, the young emperor seemed to be looking at the seven-year-old him across space.

The two of them looked at each other.

The seven-year-old wanted to say something, but the emperor couldn't hear him...

The emperor hadn't had a headache for a long time, but today his head started to hurt again, as if a needle was poking his head again and again.

"ah……"

The emperor couldn't help but cry out.

I don't know how long it took, but the room fell silent.

The emperor lay on the floor, looking at the ceiling with his eyes open.

There were more images in his mind.

It's fragmented, like the few memories that remain after waking up from a dream.

It's blurry and I can't see clearly.

…

The emperor did not hold an early court today.

The ministers were used to it, so they thought it was no big deal and went their separate ways.

Young Master Li saw Li 꺘 sneaking back home at the doorstep.

"You didn't come home all night, what were you doing?"

Li 꺘 paused and smiled awkwardly: "Brother, you left the court so early?"

Li Da said: "Your Majesty did not come today."

"Ah?" Li Wo thought of something.

"What did you do last night?" Li Da asked again.

Li 꺘 scratched his head and said, "I didn't do anything. I went to Hua Street to eat mutton skewers."

Li Da frowned. Apparently, the mutton skewers he thought of were not the same as what Li 꺘 was talking about.

After all, no one is sick and would go to Huajie to eat kebabs in the middle of the night.

"You'd better not mess around. The mutton skewers on Hua Street...are not clean."

Li Da gave a subtle reminder.

Li Xiao smiled and said, "But it's delicious. Not only me, Jiang Er, and Young Master Guo all went there, we all think that the mutton skewers there are the best."

Li Da: "..."

Young Master Guo is about fourteen years old. Is it really okay to be so young?

Lee let out a breath.

I'm too lazy to say more.

Li Xiao asked: "Brother, Your Majesty... why didn't you come to the court?"

"I heard that he was sick and caught a cold. Why are you asking this?" Li Da looked at him suspiciously.

Li 꺘 shook his head and smiled awkwardly: "Nothing."

If he caught a cold, then the one last night definitely couldn't have been Your Majesty.

Definitely not.

Li Da glanced at him, shook his head speechlessly, and said nothing more.

There are a lot of little playboys in the capital who love to eat and play, and their families usually don't care unless they cause big trouble.

…

This time, the emperor was missing for an especially long time.

In the past, Xiaojiu was always there with him, but now that Xiaojiu was here, the emperor had disappeared. It was already noon, and there was still no sign of him. Eunuch Li was extremely anxious and hurried to inform Jiang Sheng.

"Your Majesty may faint at any time. It's so cold, nothing will happen, right?" Eunuch Li imagined 108 ways the emperor could die. The more he thought about it, the more scared and worried he became.

Jiang Sheng frowned and asked Lin Xiao: "Have you found them all?"

"We've searched everywhere we could." Lin 꺘 said in a deep voice.

"That's strange, where could he go?" Jiang Sheng asked, "Where is Jinxiu Palace?"

Lin's faction has looked for it.

But it happened that the tyrant was not there when they went there, and he came back after they left, so they missed it perfectly.

Jiang Sheng looked at An Jiu who was not far away.

She is thin. She is not short to begin with, but when she is thin, she looks fragile, like a tough grass facing the cold wind. Especially now, she looks quite pitiful.

But Jiang Sheng was in no mood to pity her. If something happened to the emperor...

Everyone here must die.

"Xiaojiu." Jiang Sheng walked over, without his usual gentleness, and asked coldly: "During this period, your cousin has been taking you with him wherever he goes. Why did he run away by himself last night?"

An Jiu shook her head: "I don't know."

An Jiu would not tell anyone about her conversation with the tyrant.

Especially this Jiang Sheng.

If he knew that the tyrant ran away because of her, and that the tyrant... might like her, who knows what this brother-con would do to her?

She was already at a disadvantage.

Jiang Sheng frowned, obviously not believing her words. He looked at An Jiu with a serious gaze.

"It's better for you not to know anything."

An Jiu pinched his fingers.

"Your Majesty's mind is hard to predict, and I really know nothing." An Jiu said firmly.