The emperor panted heavily in panic, his shoulders trembling violently. He grabbed Pei Zhiyuan's arm with both hands and said nervously with tears in his eyes, "Pei Qing, you are my only loyal minister. Please don't leave me, don't resent me..."
"Your Majesty, please release the imperial concubine. She will die if she is not treated." Pei Zhiyuan spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Let him go, let him go, Pei Qing. As long as you don't blame me, I will agree to anything you say... You are the person I trust the most. I have nothing else except Pei Qing..." The emperor threw himself into Pei Zhiyuan's arms and nodded repeatedly.
"Your Majesty, I dare not blame you, nor will I leave you."
"Hurry up and release the imperial concubine." The emperor hurriedly dragged up the eunuch who was trembling on the ground after being kicked by him, and urged him to release her quickly.
The eunuch hurriedly climbed back onto the chair and untied the rope. Concubine Yu's legs and feet went limp, and she collapsed to the ground.
Pei Zhiyuan stepped forward to embrace her, but the emperor held her tightly. He smiled foolishly and said, "Pei Qing, I have released Concubine Yu. Please don't be angry with me anymore."
"Zhiyuan..." Concubine Yu fell into the arms of the palace maids and called him weakly, her bruised face covered with tears.
"Hurry up." Pei Zhiyuan urged the palace maids in a low voice to quickly carry away Concubine Yu.
The palace maids and eunuchs in the hall felt relieved and hurriedly drove Concubine Yu away from the place of trouble.
"Pei Qing, did you kill Thirteenth Brother?" The emperor grabbed Pei Zhiyuan's hand, invited him to the couch, and asked urgently, "Is he dead?"
"No, I was kidnapped before coming to Beijing." Pei Zhiyuan answered truthfully.
"Why not kill him? Why not kill him? He will come back, he will seize my throne, he will seize my Pei Qing!" The emperor suddenly huddled on the couch with his head in his hands, roaring uncontrollably.
"The Thirteenth Prince is only eight years old and will not pose a threat to you, Your Majesty." Pei Zhiyuan sat on the couch with him, reached out and stroked his back, trying to comfort him.
The emperor suddenly grabbed his arm. He stared at him with scarlet eyes and a distorted face, looking particularly terrifying. "Pei Qing will protect me, right? Pei Qing was born to protect me, right? Pei Qing will always stay by my side and will never abandon me!"
Pei Zhiyuan's brows knitted together as he replied earnestly, "Your Majesty, I will always be by your side. I was born to protect you. I will be your shield and your sword, slicing through all obstacles and slaying all the traitors and rebels for you."
"So you must cheer up, stop indulging in elixirs, govern the country properly, and stop killing innocent people. Let our Haoyue Kingdom return to its prosperity under the rule of the previous emperor, and let these blue seas and blue skies bring more joy and less sorrow."
Seeing him speak so earnestly to him, his eyes filled with hope, the emperor withdrew his hand in fear and retreated back to the edge of the bed, holding his head in his hands. Tears fell from his scarlet eyes. He shook his head painfully, "But I can't control myself. Whenever I think of the scene before my father's death, I can't control my desire to kill..."
The emperor suddenly stood up from the couch, and then knelt in front of Pei Zhiyuan unexpectedly, spreading his hands and saying in horror: "It's all my fault. I killed my father, my brothers, my loyal ministers, and my beloved concubine. I deserve to die. I am guilty..."
"Your Majesty, please calm down!" Pei Zhiyuan hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged him to calm down.
The emperor looked at Pei Zhiyuan with tears in his eyes, quickly crawled in front of him, and said: "But they all deserve to die. They don't understand Pei Qing's suffering at all. They only blame you, insult you, and make you bear more. No one understands you."
He grabbed Pei Zhiyuan's hand and slapped himself hard in the face. He then picked up a bloody whip and stuffed it into Pei Zhiyuan's hand, saying in a delirious tone, "Pei Qing, will you blame me for killing your wife? If you have any grievances in your heart, then beat and insult me. It really hurts me to see you like this."
Pei Zhiyuan knelt on the ground, pulled away his hand, threw away the whip in his hand, and gently hugged his body, which was trembling with fear. He patted his back and comforted him, "Your Majesty, I will not blame you. It was Master Hua who killed my wife. I know it."
"Only Pei Qing is truly good to me. You are the only one I can rely on..." The emperor put his arm around Pei Zhiyuan's waist, stroking the lines of his waist, and pleaded in a low voice: "Pei Qing, please save me..."
Pei Zhiyuan's body stiffened, and he knew what the emperor wanted to do. He resisted and moved back slightly, and the hand that was patting the emperor's back also froze in place.
In his heart, how could he allow himself to desecrate the emperor's golden dragon body? How could a king of a country do such a submissive thing!
But every time the emperor obtained the elixir, his mood would become strange, he would blame himself, repent, and ask himself to whip him and help him vent...
Although he was very resistant in his heart, whenever he did not get a response from him, the emperor would impatiently punish Concubine Yu, torturing her until she was covered with bruises, and wantonly slaughtering palace ladies and killing innocent people.
Pei Zhiyuan's breathing became tense and rapid, and he spoke in a hoarse voice: "Your Majesty, the dragon's health is the most important."
"I really can't live without you, Pei Qing..." The emperor helped him up and pushed him to sit on the dragon couch. He sat on Pei Zhiyuan's legs and kissed his lips infatuatedly.
He tore off Pei Zhiyuan's clothes, buried his head in licking the wound on his shoulder, stroking the scars on his body, and leaving a series of ambiguous marks on his neck.
Pei Zhiyuan's expression was gloomy and profound. He pressed the man onto the couch and leaned over to kiss away the tears on the emperor's face.
The bright yellow gauze curtain fluttered slightly, and the sticky air, mixed with a strong smell of blood and a strange ambiguity, became oppressive and heavy, making it difficult to breathe...
The sky suddenly darkened, and dark clouds covered the entire area. The sky and the earth were as dark as day. Suddenly, a loud thunder streaked across the sky, like a winding golden dragon, scattering light in all directions, instantly dispelling the darkness of the imperial city, but it disappeared in an instant, allowing the inky darkness to spread freely in the imperial city.
Boom!
The rain poured down...
In the backyard of Xuan Jing Si, while Pei Zhiyuan entered the palace, Shen Xu equipped himself and Song Lin with the hidden weapons he had prepared.
It took the two of them half an hour to put on all their equipment.
"Xiu Xiu, will Master Hua really summon us?" Song Lin looked at the heavy rain outside the window. The gray sky was like a landscape painted in ink, covered with black clouds that would not dissipate.
Shen Xu assembled the last hidden weapon and inserted it into Song Lin's hair crown. He reached out to straighten his clothes, looked into his amber eyes affectionately, and said calmly, "I hope Pei Zhiyuan will not let us down too much."
At this time, Xiao Zheng hurried over, panting, "You're in trouble! A lot of guards are coming outside, even the commander of the guards, Yuan Shengjie, is here!"
Shen Xu chuckled and nodded, "Let's go, it's almost time to put on a good show for the nobles."
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