Looking at Qin Mu's body, the palace servants in the hall all started to move. They also realized that although the little emperor in front of them was useless, he was not someone they could bully.
Soon the hall began to clean up.
The table that was overturned by Chen Ze was put back properly, and the memorials that were scattered on the floor just now were neatly placed on it.
Even Qin Mu's body and the blood-stained dust were thrown out.
Lin Yushu looked at the tea neatly placed on the table and smiled gently.
Look, aren’t these people obedient now?
As a human being, you are afraid of death.
And these are the people she is least afraid of.
She sat behind the table and began to read the memorials sent to her by Chen Ze. Most of them were greetings sent from outside and did not contain any content.
Lin Yushu guessed that this was just to find something for the little emperor to do.
The system looked at Lin Yushu leisurely reviewing memorials and said helplessly, "Host, is this really okay for you? Your personality has collapsed."
It's so broken that I don't even recognize it.
Lin Yushu casually wrote "I understand" on the greeting letter and smiled softly: "Am I here to maintain my image?"
no!
The system immediately remembered what they were here for.
Is she here to torture the male protagonist? What kind of character is she? Is it important?
It doesn’t matter, his host’s mood is the most important!
The system looked at Lin Yushu's leisurely appearance and was a little speechless: "Host, it is obvious that Chen Ze has memories, why don't you tell him?"
Lin Yushu paused, a gleam in his eyes, and an ambiguous smile appeared on the corner of his lips. "What's the point of telling him directly? Besides, people like him won't believe it. They only believe what they see."
What she didn't tell the system was that she didn't want him to know.
She didn't want to see him pretending to be deeply in love with her.
I clearly liked him so much in the past, but he didn't cherish me. Why am I pretending to be so affectionate now?
She doesn't want it!
His existence constantly reminded her that all her efforts were insignificant in Shen Ze's eyes.
Instead, someone just handed him a candy, and he remembered it for so many years.
A candy...
How ridiculous!
Lin Yushu used the pen in his hand to draw a meaningless line on the paper.
Lin Yushu didn't know that she had just killed Qin Mu, but Shen Ze knew about it.
Shen Ze sat in the simple room with a cup of tea, listening calmly to the report from the people around him.
Hearing that Qin Mu was dead, he nonchalantly put down the teacup in his hand and asked, "How did he die?"
He knew that Qin Mu had offended the little emperor, but it was no big deal to him.
The young emperor couldn't even stand on his own feet, and as an emperor he couldn't even handle his own servants. In Shen Ze's eyes, he was useless.
Useless people don't deserve his help.
Besides, he didn't care who the emperor was, as long as there was an emperor above him.
The subordinates reported respectfully: "Qin Mu was disrespectful to the young emperor, so the young emperor used Qin Mu's dust to kill him."
Dust?
Shen Ze's eyebrows jumped slightly. He didn't remember that the little emperor knew martial arts!
And no one taught her, how did she know?
Shen Ze wiped his hands slowly with a clean white handkerchief, then looked up at the person who spoke: "Who taught the little emperor martial arts?"
There was silence in the room.
All of Shen Ze's subordinates lowered their heads, not daring to look him in the eye. They had been investigating for a long time, and the little emperor's martial arts seemed to have appeared suddenly. What the hell...
Chen Ze glanced at his subordinates and sneered, "Useless things, watching the little emperor every day, and you don't even know when the little emperor learned martial arts!"
The teacup on the table was swept to the ground, making a crisp sound.
Everyone in the room knelt on the ground in a huge crowd, but no one dared to speak, let alone beg for mercy.
Chen Ze looked at the people kneeling on the ground below, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
He didn't care when Qin Mu, a servant, died. He was just a servant.
It's not a big deal if you're killed for nothing.
But the little emperor learned martial arts right under his nose.
This incident was like a slap in the face.
Chen Ze stood up, holding a handkerchief embroidered with crabapple flowers, slowly wiping his lips, and sneered: "I underestimated her. She can actually train her own people under my nose."
He stood up and walked towards the imperial study.
He had just taken a few steps when he suddenly froze. He remembered that when he stepped on the little emperor's finger, the little emperor struggled, which did not seem like he knew martial arts.
He pondered for a moment before placing the Buddhist beads on his wrist in the palm of his hand, gently fiddling with them with his fingers.
The little emperor was indeed very abnormal today.
She is a very easy-going person. If he doesn't give her food, she will beg him humbly.
I've been fasting today, but she hasn't made a fuss yet?
This is so wrong!
When something is abnormal, there must be something wrong!
He looked in the direction of the imperial study and walked faster.
When Lin Yushu was reading the memorial, the door was suddenly pushed open.
She looked up and saw Shen Ze.
He walked quickly to Lin Yushu and said, "I don't know when Your Majesty actually learned martial arts."
Lin Yushu looked at Chen Ze, a glint in his eyes: "Nine Thousand Years Old Man has suddenly arrived, is he here to call for punishment?"
The three words "Nine Thousand Years Old" came out of her mouth with an indescribable sarcasm.
He is becoming more and more similar to that person.
He looked at Lin Yushu and saw that she was still focused on reviewing the memorial. He slowly drew a circle on the memorial with the red pen in his hand.
There was a hint of suspicion in his eyes. When did the little emperor become so calm?
There must be some expert guidance!
Is it that old bastard Prime Minister Qi, or is it Grand Tutor Liu?
Or General Zhenguo?
Do they think that as long as they control the little emperor, they can kick themselves out?
He knocked the red brush out of Lin Yushu's hand and smiled coldly: "Your Majesty, don't you think you should give me an explanation for Qin Mu's matter?"
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