What did he say?
The emperor is plotting a rebellion?
"Hahaha." The Heavenly Emperor, choked and unable to breathe, managed to squeeze out a few words: "Mu Sijin, you've gone mad! I am an emperor, why would I plot against... Ahh!"
Once again, before he could finish speaking, Si Jin stomped on him, crushing his bones.
The young god spoke slowly, his voice majestic and composed: "Because of you, you stole the throne that rightfully belonged to me."
The imperial throne originally belonged to... the Duke of Liang?
When Si Jin said this, everyone was stunned and speechless for a long time.
In the end, it was the Empress Dowager, despite her frail health, who used the late Emperor's will, the prince's characteristics, the jade pendant as a token, and a blood test to prove Si Jin's identity.
After his luck ran out, the Heavenly Lord disappeared, and Shen Zhiyu was cursed by thousands and imprisoned to await trial.
However, Si Jin didn't let that old beast get away with it so easily.
That long-unused, enhanced version of the Lingchi formation is perfect for imprisoning his mere 10% of his soul and torturing him at will.
The imperial physician arrived and saved the Empress Dowager. Someone also discovered the young prince, who was covered in bruises, and treated him first.
After the Empress Dowager came to her senses, she held Si Jin's hand and cried for a long time.
It took so long that the red candles burned out, and so long that no more tears could be shed, before they reluctantly let Si Jin leave.
Outside the palace, Sheng Linyuan and Mo Qi waited quietly under the moonlight. After Si Jin came out, Sheng Linyuan immediately gave him a cloak and wrapped it around the young man.
"It's warm inside the Empress Dowager's palace, but it's too cold outside. Don't catch a cold."
Mo Qi's eyes widened involuntarily, and she stomped her foot, trembling, "Lord Sheng, I've been stomping my feet here for half an hour, why haven't you mentioned there's a cloak? QAQ"
"Isn't that obvious?" Sheng Linyuan pulled Si Jin into his arms, as if he had found some priceless treasure and was unwilling to let go for even a moment.
Jinjin has such magic; the longer you spend with him, the more new shining points you discover in him, and the more you fall in love with him.
Sheng Linyuan childishly retorted, "Go ask Sheng Yu for a cloak."
Mo Qi was speechless after hearing this, so she could only sniff and follow.
He kept asking, puzzled, "Young Master... oh no, Your Majesty, was I beaten up? Why does my neck still hurt?"
"Besides, did we get to the palace... really that quickly? Did I really fall asleep on the way? Don't lie to me!"
Si Jin nodded, her expression serious, showing no sign of pretense: "I'm not lying to you, you really were asleep. I only woke you up when we got to the palace. Your neck pain is probably... from sleeping too soundly and getting a stiff neck?"
"Oh, oh." Mo Qi nodded with some doubt. For some reason, he felt that the young master... no, the young emperor was lying to him?
Oh well, at least I won't hurt him.
He knew many guards, and after comparing their respective masters, he concluded that the young emperor treated him the best.
He would never doubt His Majesty.
I just hope that after he becomes emperor, he won't have any other guards by his side QAQ
His brain isn't cut out for palace intrigue (╥ω╥`)
When Si Jin returned home, she went to the hot spring first.
After a long day, it's time to wash away the fatigue and get some rest.
Sheng Linyuan said he would get him some medicine to relieve his fatigue and give him a medicinal bath, so Si Jin took off his clothes and went into the hot spring.
The heat rose slowly, and feeling somewhat weary, even the surrounding candlelight seemed a little glaring.
Looks like he's really tired.
Afraid of falling asleep, Si Jin casually grabbed a piece of red silk and covered her eyes, then leaned against the edge of the hot spring for a short rest.
When Sheng Linyuan entered, he saw the handsome young man amidst the rising white steam.
His dark hair was already wet, with water droplets falling down to his collarbone.
Occasionally, a few drops would slide down, flowing over his exquisite abs, then disappearing into the hot spring at his slender waist.
At this moment, Si Jin's eyes were covered with a silk cloth, and her Adam's apple would move from time to time with her breathing, making her look especially like... a bewitching fox demon.
Sheng Linyuan paused, realizing that sometimes King Zhou really couldn't be blamed.
He felt that Jinjin was perhaps more alluring than Daji, at least in his opinion.
Sheng Linyuan's breathing gradually became erratic, and soon he stepped forward and blew out the candles.
He moved stealthily in the darkness, approaching Jinjin with ill intent...
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