Chen Ze's hand slowly slid down and touched Lin Yushu's neck. His eyes were gentle, as if caressing a lover. He slowly grasped Lin Yushu's radiant neck, tightening his grip a little bit: "Your Majesty, don't forget. If it weren't for me, you would still be living a precarious life in the cold palace today."
He watched with interest as Lin Yushu's breathing gradually became difficult, and even a smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
Lin Yushu refused to yield, standing straight. Even though he could feel the air he could breathe becoming less and less, he remained steadfast and said, "Since the Ninth Thousand Year Old is so capable, why doesn't he just take the throne himself? It would be so great to be the emperor."
She looked Shen Ze up and down and couldn't help but sneered: "As he looks now, even if he is nine thousand years old, he is just a slave in the eyes of those people!"
Shen Ze's eyes turned completely cold, and he exerted force with his palm. Lin Yushu felt his eyes go dark in an instant, and he was almost sent away.
Chen Ze looked at the little emperor struggling to breathe under his palm, a cold look flashing in his eyes: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten that if it weren't for me, you would still be living a precarious life in the cold palace?"
How dare you use His Highness's appearance to do such a thing? Isn't this tarnishing His Highness's good reputation?
Lin Yushu sneered: "Isn't my life now precarious?"
She breathed with difficulty, her eyes filled with disgust towards Shen Ze.
Shen Ze was brought back to his senses by the burning gaze, and realized that the little emperor was about to be killed by him.
He quickly let go of her hand, and Lin Yushu slid down to the ground weakly. Her violent coughing made her tears fall.
The servants around watched this scene, but no one went up to help Lin Yushu.
Shen Ze straightened his clothes, and the eunuch next to him handed him a basin of hot water. He casually dipped his palm into the water.
As water came out of his palms, a palace maid wiped his palms with a clean white handkerchief.
He carefully rubbed the ointment on his hands and kicked the extremely embarrassed Lin Yushu with his toes: "Your Majesty has become bolder today, but you know, I don't like to hear these words!"
His toes slowly stepped on Lin Yushu's chest, and the vicious force of his feet made Lin Yushu almost vomit blood.
Chen Ze looked at the extremely embarrassed little emperor, and at the face he had been thinking about day and night, with a hint of cruelty in his eyes.
How dare the little emperor make such an expression with His Highness's face?
I really want to destroy the little emperor’s face!
But every time he made a move, he hesitated and attacked His Highness's face...
His fingertips trembled slightly, how could he dare?
Your Highness, where are you?
If the god had not told him that he could meet his majesty in this world, how could he have stayed there so obediently?
The gods said that the little emperor is the key to that person's appearance!
But over the years, no matter how he tried, the person in front of him still knew nothing!
He no longer has much patience...
He straightened his robe, carefully stroking the lines on it, his eyes slowly becoming firmer: "Look at your Majesty, fast today."
The little emperor was most afraid of being hungry. In the cold palace, the little emperor was hungry for a long time.
He wanted the little emperor to learn a lesson and make her remember clearly what to say and what not to say.
The sound of Shen Ze's footsteps gradually faded away, and the eunuch holding the basin looked down at Lin Yushu.
He walked up to Lin Yushu and flicked the whisk in his hand dismissively: "Your Majesty is really becoming more and more precious. Why don't you get up? Do you want me to help you?"
Lin Yushu looked at the eunuch in front of him. He was a cunning servant.
There is a Nine Thousand Years Old Lord in front of her, who controls the court and controls her, and the servants behind her also look down on her.
Lin Yushu knew the original owner's situation.
I have a bit of a headache.
The system's worried voice came over: "Ayu, are you okay?"
Lin Yushu shook his head and stood up: "System, give me the original owner's memories."
The system quickly said: "Okay, there is also this martial arts mastery and ten years of internal strength, do you want it?"
Anyway, all props can be used by the host, so it would be a waste not to use them!
Free sex is the best!
Lin Yushu nodded, his mind became clear, he had a lot more memories, and a strong internal force appeared in his meridians.
The original owner was a princess in the cold palace. After the crown prince rebelled and forced the old emperor to abdicate, she was pushed to the position of emperor by Chen Ze after his sudden death.
She was right just now. If Shen Ze wanted to depose the emperor and re-elect, it would be very difficult.
After all, she is the only one who has no maternal clan, while the other princes all have their own forces.
Only she had nothing.
Seeing that Lin Yushu hadn't moved for a long time, the eunuch beside her walked over to her side and asked, "Your Majesty, what's wrong? Why don't you review the memorials quickly?"
Lin Yushu looked up at the eunuch, a cold look flashing in his eyes: "You are just a slave, and you dare to order me around?"
This eunuch is called Qin Mu, and he is Lin Yushu's personal eunuch, but he is loyal to Shen Ze.
Qin Mu smiled and said, "Of course I dare not give orders to Your Majesty, but Your Majesty is Your Majesty, right?"
Lin Yushu knew that he was mocking himself for being an emperor in name only who couldn't even command a servant.
Lin Yushu looked at Qin Mu in front of him. This man was quite courageous.
She didn't think Shen Ze would cause trouble for her after she killed this man.
Qin Mu looked at Lin Yushu standing there staring at him, and he couldn't help feeling proud. So what if he was a royal family?
Still nothing!
In front of the Nine Thousand Year Old, he is nothing more than a puppet.
Even if I was angry, I could only glare at him.
He moved the whisk in his hand and said, "Your Majesty, please clean up this place quickly and review the memorials properly."
He slowly walked towards Lin Yushu: "Otherwise, if I can't finish reviewing the memorials today, the Ninth Prince will get angry, and I'm afraid I'll be punished tomorrow too."
He picked up the whisk and patted Lin Yushu's face, his eyes full of contempt.
Lin Yushu moved her fingertips, and the whisk in Qin Mu's hand was in her hand.
Looking at the whisk in his hand, he frowned. This thing was not particularly convenient, but it was enough.
Qin Mu was caught off guard and her snatched his whisk away. A trace of panic flashed in his eyes: "What are you going to do? I am nine thousand years old, you..."
Lin Yushu looked down at him, his eyes full of contempt: "Nine thousand years old? Just a slave. Today I will teach you a lesson. At all times, you must clearly understand your status, otherwise..."
The whisk in her palm moved, and the white silk threads on the whisk stood up and passed over Qin Mu's body.
Lin Yushu looked at the fallen Qin Mu, the silk thread on the whisk in his hand slowly dropped, drops of blood slowly fell on the red floor in the hall, splashing beautiful blood flowers.
She dropped the whisk in her hand and looked at the servants who had been indifferent just now but were now completely panicked.
A captivating smile appeared on his lips: "Clean this place up, understand?"
"yes!"
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