A cool breeze blew in through the window, and the person who usually lay in bed suddenly appeared at the small antique sandalwood table beside him.
Tang Yu wore a cyan robe, his dark hair held upright by a jade hairpin, making him appear untouched by dust. When he was the Crown Prince, Tang Yu often wore bright yellow and scarlet robes, and after ascending the throne, he wore even more. Therefore, such a light color on Tang Yu was very appropriate for his current situation.
He was ill and in a miserable situation.
The young attendant closed the window tightly out of concern, then turned around and advised Tang Yu:
"Your Majesty, may I put another piece of clothing on you?"
Even though it's spring, we still can't be careless. Your Majesty is already afraid of the cold, and the seasons are getting colder and colder. If you catch a spring cold again, I'm afraid your body won't be able to withstand it.
Tang Yu was flipping through a book and shook his head lazily, signaling the young attendant not to bother.
It wasn't cold, but compared to that, Tang Yu was more concerned about the situation outside.
Ever since Huo Cenji came to see him that day, there were more guards guarding outside the bedroom. According to Zeshui's description, it would not be an exaggeration to say that there were "three layers inside and three layers outside".
Although Huo Cenji did not explain it, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was now under house arrest in the palace.
The only people who occasionally came in and out of here were his personal attendants. As for other people, he didn't even see their shadow.
But even so, Huo Cenji never seemed to treat him unfairly.
Meals were delivered continuously, along with medicines. Now it seemed that it was just as Huo Cenji had said to him—
He will live a good life and witness the change of power with his own eyes.
Thinking of this, Tang Yu became interested. He looked up at the young attendant and asked:
"Have they already started preparing outside?"
Of course.
Now the court has returned to its former order. Although the Regent is ruling on behalf of the emperor on the grounds that he is still ill, everyone knows that this is only temporary.
It is said that the Imperial Observatory has already submitted the selected date, and the regent's subordinates have begun preparing for the coronation.
Now even the little maids in the palace know the news.
How could Your Majesty not know anything about this?
The young attendant sighed quietly in his heart, but his tone became unclear when he answered Tang Yu's question:
"Your Majesty, I don't know either. If Your Majesty wants to know, I'll ask Zeshui to find out."
Despite saying so, the young attendant knew that His Majesty would never let them do those things.
Sure enough, as soon as he finished saying this, His Majesty shook his head at him.
"No need, maybe that would be better for Daqi."
Tang Yu loosened and tightened his hand holding the page, and finally chuckled in relief, his eyes falling on the page again.
Lonely spring, the young attendant understood the meaning of this word for the first time.
It is obvious that Your Majesty is the rightful master of this Daqi kingdom, but now he is trapped here and has to accept the reality that the kingdom has changed hands.
Why?
It just so happened that the capital had just experienced a major chaos not long ago, and now everyone seems to be fine.
As if they had forgotten—
Your Majesty is still Your Majesty.
The young attendant secretly clenched his hands, said nothing more, and left on the pretext of getting medicine.
Hearing the door being gently closed, Tang Yu threw the book on the small table neatly, then stretched lazily, not forgetting to remind the system:
"Tong, this small world cannot be based on the original points."
The lazy system paused and asked its host in confusion: "Why?"
"Tong, don't you understand anything at all?" Tang Yu chuckled with an ambiguous tone, slowly stood up and leaned against the window.
If the system could be transformed into a physical entity at this moment, it would definitely be defeated under Tang Yu's gaze.
Well, although it was hiding in the portable space at this time, but after listening to the host's confident words, it couldn't help but wipe the guilty sweat from its forehead.
"Hello, host, I don't quite understand what you mean..."
"Hmm?" Tang Yu smiled good-naturedly, his eyes filled with fragmented light. He tapped the windowsill carelessly with his hand and began to settle accounts with the system one by one:
"Tong, if I'm not mistaken, you were the one who deliberately chose the whitewashing mission, right? But how did you get it by chance? It must have been the higher-ups' decision, right?"
system:"……"
No, how could the host guess so accurately?
Oh, no, it didn't show any clues...
The system frantically pulled at its hair. Before it could figure out how to explain itself, Tang Yu slowly began to unravel the mystery:
"At first, I thought you were careless, but Tong, after a few small worlds, you couldn't help but reveal your true identity..."
"No! Host, I really don't have it!" The system was sweating profusely and trying desperately to explain.
But Tang Yu pretended not to hear and continued:
"As a system, you're naturally happy that the host has completed the mission, but you're a little too happy. It doesn't seem like you're doing this for points, but more like you're just relieved to have completed the 'mission'."
"Also, you used to complain about me from time to time, but why did you suddenly change your attitude?"
System: "I..."
"Okay, Tong, without saying anything else, I just want to ask you one thing——"
"Did you really report Huo Cenji's accidental disfigurement? Or... did you already know about it?"
The fact is that the hit rate is 100%, and the system's last bit of luck has disappeared. It doesn't even have the courage to defend itself.
It’s over... Now all my underwear is stripped off.
The only option now is to run away.
So the system quietly chose to shut down quietly.
Tang Yu had long guessed that the system would do this. A smile appeared between his eyebrows, and he muttered to himself nonchalantly:
"It seems I was right..."
Yes, what he had just said were just vague guesses, but who could have asked the system to silently accept them?
It seems that tripling the points later shouldn't be a problem, right?
Tang Yu stroked his chin and thought lazily.
*
Sandalwood slowly wafted out of the incense burner, and the last wisp of it spread throughout the house. The scent was very faint, but it permeated every corner of the house, penetrating every pore.
The sandalwood used for meditation not only failed to calm Huo Cenji, but after listening to the report from the assassin, he became even more agitated.
He clasped his hands on the table again and again, and finally opened his eyelids to look at the dark shadow:
"Did Tang Yu really say that?"
"Yes!" The assassin nodded affirmatively and replied briefly with one word.
Huo Cenji actually didn't disbelieve the words of the assassin, he just subconsciously wanted to ask another question.
Of course, he knew that the assassins he had carefully trained would not lie to him, but when it came to Tang Yu, he would always be more patient.
Therefore, he paused his movements, raised his chin and nodded in the direction of the dead man:
"Repeat it to me word for word."
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