"Haha, you...you listen to my explanation..." Luo Junchuan stammered for a long time but couldn't say anything.
Gong Chenliang raised his foot to kick Luo Junchuan, but before he touched Luo Junchuan, his foot went weak and he crashed into Luo Junchuan.
Luo Junchuan supported him stiffly: "You, you, you...don't be anxious. Let me heal your wounds first, okay? Don't get excited."
Luo Junchuan helped the "weak" little emperor back to bed. Looking at the angry little creditor, Luo Junchuan secretly decided something in his heart.
He held Gong Chenliang's wrist and slowly transferred his internal energy to him.
Gong Chenliang only felt the warmth slowly passing from Luo Junchuan's fingers to his wrist, and then along his wrist to his body. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt the fatigue in his body slowly disappearing, and a refreshed feeling he had never felt before came over him!
Gong Chenliang was secretly feeling happy when he suddenly noticed that Luo Junchuan, who was "treating" him, had turned pale, had beads of cold sweat on his head, and even his body began to tremble slightly.
It is not so easy to transmit power. Gong Chenliang felt very comfortable, but Luo Junchuan on this side felt like he was being cut by a knife.
"Luo Junchuan, what are you doing? Stop, stop now!"
Unable to bear Gong Chenliang's nagging, Luo Junchuan raised his hand and knocked him unconscious.
When Gong Chenliang woke up again, it was already afternoon.
Luo Junchuan couldn't wait to prepare the celebration banquet in the evening, and was waiting to pack up and run away early the next morning.
At the evening banquet, there was singing and dancing, drums and music, and it was very joyful.
The ministers were toasting each other, enjoying themselves.
Luo Junchuan just sat in his seat, not interacting with others, and enjoying himself by tasting the wine.
What a wonderful day! We will be liberated tomorrow. Although there are some small incidents, they do not affect the final outcome.
Gong Chenliang finally arrived. The ministers looked at their king who had changed a lot and bowed their heads respectfully.
"Long live our emperor, long live our emperor, long, long live our emperor!"
Gong Chenliang waved his sleeves with great momentum: "My dear ministers, please stand up."
He scanned the entire venue and found that most people had arrived, so he sat down and said calmly, "I believe everyone knows that this is our Regent's celebration banquet. The Regent also personally asked me for a reward and wanted to retire to his hometown. I have approved it and will leave immediately tomorrow."
As soon as Gong Chenliang finished speaking, all the ministers fell silent and dared not speak.
Luo Junchuan, standing beside him, raised his glass and smiled faintly: "Your Majesty is right. Thank you for your grace. I will drink this glass. Please do as you please."
As he said that, Luo Junchuan tilted his head back and drank the whole glass of wine.
The wine flowed from the corner of his mouth and flowed into his chest, so tempting.
Seeing the Regent drinking so happily, the ministers couldn't help but think in their hearts: Regent, if you were kidnapped, just blink, although we won't rescue you.
The banquet continued, the two bosses were in harmony, and the ministers below drank happily.
A drunken minister pulled a maidservant and mumbled, "Hey? Why haven't I seen you before?! Who are you? Where is the toilet? Can you take me there?"
The maid's face was filled with panic, and she just wanted to escape. During the struggle, the minister tore her sleeves and a dagger fell out.
The minister stared blankly at the dagger on the ground. After a moment, he let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered: "Ah~~~! Someone, please come quickly! Someone is stabbing me! Oh my god, help me!"
The minister was so frightened that he rolled and crawled to the side.
The maidservant reacted quickly and picked up the dagger on the ground. She looked at the minister fiercely and found that he had already crawled away.
He glared at him fiercely, smashed the cup in his hand, and roared: "Kill!"
Suddenly, many masked men in black came out from many corners. They had a clear target and headed straight for Gong Chenliang.
The ministers were so frightened that they all hid under the table, and no one dared to step forward to protect the emperor.
Luo Junchuan was drunk, with his eyes blurry and he had no idea what was going on.
Luo Junchuan pointed his slender fingers at the assassins and said stupidly: "Eh? What are you playing at? Why do you feel so stupid, hahaha~"
Fortunately, the assassins' target was not him, so they left him there stupidly.
The assassins used a rotation strategy, attacking Gong Chenliang again and again. The guards around Gong Chenliang changed wave after wave, and the maid who led the attack stared silently from the side, as if waiting for something.
Suddenly, Gong Chenliang's guards were unable to fill the gap in time, and a gap appeared.
The maid's eyes flashed, and she shouted, "Go, now!"
All the remaining assassins rushed forward and pointed their swords at Gong Chenliang.
Gong Chenliang looked at so many swords and knew that he could not escape this time. He closed his eyes in despair and waited for death to come.
He was unwilling to accept this. Was he going to die like this before he had accomplished any great deeds and left his name behind for eternity?
I'm so unwilling...
"Little Emperor, I'm leaving tomorrow. I'll toast you a glass~"
Along with that drunken voice, a warm and dry embrace protected him. Suddenly, the embrace shook, and then a pool of warm liquid flowed on his shoulders.
The guards finally arrived, and the assassins' swords had already flowed into Luo Junchuan's body, so the guards easily caught them.
Gong Chenliang opened his eyes cautiously and found himself in Luo Junchuan's arms. The familiar yet unfamiliar person in front of him was covered in sticky blood.
Gong Chenliang felt a surge of panic, as if a huge hole had been dug in his heart. "Luo...Luo Junchuan, don't scare me..."
Luo Junchuan smiled weakly, the blood at the corner of his mouth so dazzling: "Little Emperor, I have paid back everything I owe you. You must be a good monarch and let the people sing praises to you, cough... cough, praise you. I..." I forgot I passed on my martial arts to you...
(The person involved said: I just have some regrets, very regretful.)
Before he finished speaking, Luo Junchuan seemed to have exhausted all his strength and slowly closed his eyes.
Gong Chenliang looked at the eyes that slowly closed in front of him. For a moment, he felt as if his heart had been dug out alive. He was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe. Only tears as big as beans fell one by one.
He wanted to call out to him, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and no sound came out.
Gong Chenliang clutched Luo Junchuan's slowly cooling body and cried out to the sky.
The ministers below also crawled out from under the table: "Your Majesty, please accept my condolences!"
"Your Majesty, please accept my condolences!"
(The Flatterer and the Emperor, end of the text.)
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