escape?
In fact, Tang Yu had never really thought about escaping.
Even without thinking, he could guess that the palace was probably surrounded by the regent's elite troops by now. If he insisted on escaping, he would only be walking into a trap.
Thinking of this, Tang Yu raised his eyes and looked at the regent who had not been seen for many days and was still as graceful as ever. He sighed seriously in his heart -
"It would be better for it to fall into the hands of the Regent than into the hands of those people."
At least... at least the person in front of him was once his bedmate.
Facing the protagonist's gaze with a hint of murderous intent, Tang Yu not only did not avoid it in shame, but even used his strength to hold on to the edge of the bed so that he could better look at his old lover who had been forced into a desperate situation by him.
Um……
His figure looks about the same as before, with no major changes.
Although he was wearing a half mask on his face, it did not affect his majesty and dignity at all, but instead added a touch of mystery.
When he met Tang Yu's gaze, the Regent touched the cold mask on his face with one hand and couldn't help but sneer again.
Tang Yu hasn't changed...
Even at this point, he still had to force himself to maintain his dignity.
It was just like a few years ago when the late emperor suddenly died, and the court was in chaos. Tang Yu was just like he is now, standing firmly at the head of all officials, guarding the late emperor's spirit tablet, refusing to show any fear.
Tang Yu clearly knew that the people behind him had their own ulterior motives, but he still stubbornly defended the reputation of the imperial family.
It was also at that time that he began to pay some attention to this sickly and weak eldest prince who seldom appeared in public. Later, he even made every effort to assist Tang Yu in ascending the throne and to help him suppress those ministers in the court who had ulterior motives.
The funny thing is, in the end he even got himself into it...
The Regent closed his eyes, obviously unwilling to recall the memories of the past, even though those scenes seemed to be engraved in his mind.
When he opened his eyes again, the Regent stared at Tang Yu coldly with a cold look in his eyes, as if waiting for Tang Yu to show his weakness, or perhaps -
Waiting for Tang Yu to show fear.
He pulled out the black iron sword that was stuck in the ground, then dragged the black iron sword towards Tang Yu step by step, letting the sword blade rub against the ground to produce tiny sparks.
Anyone who saw this scene could only describe it as terrifying.
The trembling attendants looked at the regent with a dark face, then looked at His Majesty who refused to give in, then gritted their teeth and stood in front of Tang Yu.
Then they all knelt down and begged the Regent for mercy—
"Your Majesty, please let His Majesty go!"
The combined voice of these people was quite loud, it would be better if there was less trembling in the voice.
The Regent raised his black iron sword towards the attendants, tilting his head with a lazy expression, as if he didn't want to waste time talking to these insignificant people.
"Get out of here!"
Then the Regent looked past these people and looked at Tang Yu, saying with contempt:
"Tang Yu, what else can you do besides letting people block you?"
"How many people would be willing to be your stepping stones? Hmm?"
"Well, killing them and then killing you won't be that hard."
Tang Yu didn't want to involve these young officials. After hearing what the protagonist said, he waved his hand and signaled them to leave.
He and the Regent have been seeing each other for countless days and nights, so how could he not understand what the Regent meant?
He also knew that the Regent had no intention of taking action against those young officials. He said this just to see what he would do.
Seeing the hesitant expressions and uncertain steps of the young officials, Tang Yu had no choice but to personally drive them away:
"All of you please step back."
"I will handle it myself."
That tone seemed to be responding to a very casual matter, and the words even revealed the meaning of "he didn't dare to do it".
The Regent sneered, and after those people hurriedly left and closed the door, he put the black iron sword in his hand against Tang Yu's neck.
"Do you think I dare not kill you?"
The Regent almost uttered those words through gritted teeth.
The overwhelming hatred in his heart tortured him every moment, and every night, it haunted him and reminded him—
"Don't show mercy."
Therefore, when Tang Yu said those words calmly, he could not remain calm.
Why?
Why?
Tang Yu should have shown fear, terror or other emotions when he saw him, but in any case it was not like now, with calm eyes and a cool tone.
Is he the only one who has been ruminating over the past few years and torturing himself again and again?
When he was blinded by the wind and sand outside the Great Wall, he even thought -
Will Tang Yu regret it?
Will Tang Yu regret treating himself like this?
The answer is obvious. Tang Yu is not only indifferent, but also does not show any regret or guilt.
It seems that Tang Yu had indeed learned the art of being an emperor that he taught him very well.
Tang Yu, whose vitals were clamped, seemed unaware of the cold sword against his neck that could take his life at any time. He smiled slowly at the Regent and said softly:
"How are you these days, my dear?"
"Very good!" The Regent narrowed his eyes and shot out a cold light, but the strength of his sword revealed his emotional fluctuations at the moment.
As soon as he finished speaking, a thin red line appeared on Tang Yu's snow-white neck. The blood seeped out from the tiny gap and slowly wet Tang Yu's soft undershirt.
The Regent glanced away and then sarcastically said:
"It seems that your Majesty's health is not as good as before..."
However, Tang Yu could feel that the cold sword against his neck seemed to have lost some of its force.
It seems the Regent is the same as before—
Still so hard on the outside but soft on the inside.
I just wonder if my waist is as soft as before...
Ahem, that's off topic. But now... Tang Yu seemed to know what he should do.
So he interrupted the Regent's ridicule and asked directly:
"Are you here to take my life?"
"What else? Could it be that he's reminiscing with His Majesty?"
The Regent who said this still had a cold tone, staring at Tang Yu with a sarcastic smile on his face.
Tang Yu pursed his lips without comment, then frowned, covered his heart with his hands, and looked a little uncomfortable.
The Regent was just about to persuade this man not to do such a thing, but before he could finish his words, Tang Yu spat out a mouthful of blood.
Countless red dots fell on the bright yellow quilt, just like countless plum blossom petals fell on the snow.
The Regent was slightly stunned, but his hand subconsciously caught Tang Yu's falling body.
Realizing that Tang Yu had fainted, the regent, whose upbringing and etiquette were ingrained in his bones, actually frowned slightly and uttered two words with an unpleasant expression -
“Damn it!”
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