Chu Hong was locked up.
He was forced to take a large amount of magic medicine. He was already unconscious, but he was still cursing.
This was the last time Li Shengyi saw the emperor who had drunk and chatted happily with ministers at the osmanthus banquet, and had no care for the people of Great Chu in his heart, and was only interested in wine and sex.
Seeing that the other person's limbs were tightly locked with iron chains, his body was skinny and even his eyes were deeply sunken.
The majestic image of the past is gone, replaced by a look of embarrassment.
It was just like when there was a locust plague in the northwest and some refugees fled to the capital.
Perhaps it was because the noise they made when they entered the room was too loud that Chu Hong, who was flailing his limbs and struggling on the bed, stopped.
Li Shengyi held her father Wen Liang's fingers tightly.
Just as she stepped into the inner room and saw clearly the man lying on the bed who looked like a skeleton.
A pair of red eyes were staring at her.
As soon as Qin Songmo brought his little daughter into the inner room, he saw the person on the bed staring at his little daughter.
Frowning slightly, he immediately pulled his little daughter behind him, "Your Majesty."
A deep voice sounded in the quiet room.
Chu Hong raised his head in a daze when he heard the voice. When he saw Qin Songmo's handsome face, his face, which had just calmed down, became ferocious again.
"Qin Songmo! It's you! You're the one who made me like this!"
"Someone, come here, there's an assassin, protect the emperor! Fulu, protect the emperor!"
A harsh and unpleasant roar echoed in the room.
There was a charcoal brazier in the room, and the doors and windows were closed. Chu Hong stayed here for a while, eating, drinking, defecating and urinating on this bed.
The room was filled with an unpleasant and pungent smell, and now Chu Hong was screaming and roaring again.
When Li Shengyi heard the roar, she almost lost consciousness and fell on her father.
Feeling the strangeness of his little daughter hiding behind him, Qin Songmo raised his hand and patted the back of her hand. When he raised his head again, his eyes were still calm.
"Yuan Qing, why are you still being so polite to him? He is no longer the emperor of Great Chu. Now he is just a prisoner."
Meng Jiuan leaned against the door frame. After smelling the odor in the room, he couldn't help but wrinkle his nose. "Will my good intentions be ruined by the stench?"
"Yuan Qing, take her out first, and leave this to me and Shen Wangchen."
Shen Wangchen, who was silent on the side, nodded and said, “Yes, Master, you and the young lady can just go out first.”
Qin Songmo has obsessive-compulsive disorder, and the symptoms are quite serious.
Allowing him to stay in this filthy room for so long seems to be the limit.
Qin Songmo did not answer, his eyes were still on Chu Hong.
The latter's originally ferocious expression suddenly changed after hearing the voices of Meng Jiuan and Shen Wangchen.
He moved his arms, but the chains on his arms restricted his movements.
Two hot tears rolled down his eyes. He stretched out the arm that fell outside the bed and made a pleading expression to Qin Songmo.
"My dear, I know you are a good person. If you can rescue me, I will immediately confer the title upon you... No, I will immediately give you the Imperial Seal!"
There was a plea in the hoarse and unpleasant voice.
If his movements were not restricted, Li Shengyi even suspected that if her father asked Chu Hong to kneel down, the latter would kneel down immediately.
If only her father could save his life.
Li Shengyi pursed her lips and poked half of her head out from behind her father.
After seeing the humble and pleading look in Chu Hong's red eyes, she silently withdrew her gaze.
Who would have thought that the emperor who once controlled the entire Chu kingdom would now become as humble as a dog in order to survive.
Qin Songmo still didn't speak.
What Chu Hong said instead made Meng Jiuan and Shen Wangchen sneer.
The two looked at each other, and after seeing the same look in each other's eyes, they walked to the bed one after the other.
"Why is Your Majesty so scared?" Meng Jiuan asked.
"Of course, I did a lot of bad things back then, which is why I became like this." Shen Wangchen replied.
When Chu Hong saw the two approaching, the pleading expression on his face immediately turned into fear.
As if he had seen the most terrifying ghost in the world, he kept waving his limbs, "Go away! Stay away from me, get out of here!"
"My dear, my dear Qin, please save me. I am willing to hand over the kingdom of Chu to you. As long as you can save me, I am willing to agree to any conditions you offer."
"All of you, get out of here!"
The mad, haggard middle-aged man lying on the bed no longer had the facial features of the Emperor of Chu who sat on the dragon throne that day.
While begging Qin Songmo to save his life, he told Meng Jiuan and the other man to get out of his sight.
Gradually, the effect of the magic medicine in his body began to dissipate.
His eyes, which were red and cloudy, became completely lifeless.
Even so, he did not forget to beg Qin Songmo to save him.
Finally, after he gradually calmed down, Qin Songmo took his little daughter to the bedside.
The closer you get to the bed, the stronger the pungent smell in the room becomes.
Qin Songmo stood in front of the bed, lowered his eyes and met Chu Hong's gaze, then spoke in a deep voice, "Noble Concubine Su is dead, and the Second and Fifth Princes will also be buried in the imperial mausoleum soon."
"After Your Majesty leaves, I will definitely not feel lonely."
"Your Majesty, have a safe journey."
Chu Hong, who had originally calmed down, widened his eyes again after hearing what he said.
He wanted to swear like he had just now.
However, when he opened his mouth, he found that he could only make "ahhhh" sounds.
After Qin Songmo finished speaking, he pulled his little daughter out of the room.
As a minister of the Great Chu, he could ask himself if he had ever let the people of the Great Chu down.
He also knew clearly that if Chu Hong continued to sit in that position, the Great Chu would only go down the path of misery.
"Dad, you've done a great job. You're the best prime minister in the Chu State, and you're also my best dad."
The comforting words of my little daughter rang in my ears.
Qin Songmo paused and stopped, glancing sideways at his little daughter who was looking up at him.
His thin lips raised, he squatted down to look at her at eye level, "Shengyi is also, you are daddy's best daughter."
The yard was cold and even had some weeds growing in it.
Li Shengyi was led towards the depths of the yard.
After passing through corridors and finally through the weeds, she couldn't help but sigh when she saw the scene before her.
“So beautiful.”
The winter in Beijing is long, and there is always snow on the roadside that can’t be cleared away, and there is endless white to see.
The yard that Li Shengyi and his friends came to today had not been taken care of for a long time.
I thought this yard had been abandoned and looked terrible, but when Li Shengyi saw the plum blossoms all over the garden, a light suddenly flashed in his almond-shaped eyes.
She reached out and picked the plum blossom branch closest to her, and then brushed off the snow on the branch with her small hands.
Li Shengyi turned around and looked at her father with a smile in her eyes, "Daddy, bend down."
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