Huo Cenji: "..."
"Knock him out, Seventeen."
Huo Cenji was not in the mood to talk so much to a small attendant.
At this moment, Liu Ziqing put one hand on Tang Yu's pulse and dared not breathe. To be honest, he still remembered what those ruffians did to the Regent last night.
But why was the Regent in the little emperor's bedroom so early in the morning?
Didn’t they say they had prepared “soft, fragrant and warm jade” for Your Highness?
He didn't dare to think or ask, and could only take the pulse here obediently.
However, the more he examined Liu Ziqing, the weirder his expression became.
Seeing Liu Ziqing's stunned look, Huo Cenji's expression became much more serious, and he asked in a low voice:
"But it's not going well?"
"Um... Your Highness, His Majesty was physically weak, and he didn't eat on time, so he fainted." Liu Ziqing stated the result carefully, considering his tone.
"Weak?"
"That's right." Liu Ziqing felt as if he was sweating profusely.
Yes, it’s physical weakness.
At this point, Liu Ziqing still didn't want to think about the Regent, so he had to ask in a roundabout way:
"Your Majesty... Who did Your Majesty favor last night?"
"I hope Your Highness will remind His Majesty to exercise some restraint for now..."
The little emperor's body cannot tolerate excessive indulgence now.
But for some reason, Liu Ziqing saw with his own eyes that His Highness's expression became increasingly ugly, as if the person he was talking about was not His Majesty but His Highness.
Oh, how is this possible?
Liu Ziqing quickly stopped his inappropriate thoughts.
The Regent and the little Emperor are like water and fire, how could it be possible that they... have that kind of relationship?
Liu Ziqing stopped talking in time, stuffed the little emperor's hand back into the quilt, and inadvertently looked up at Huo Cenji.
It would be fine if you didn’t look at it, but once you do, it’s a disaster.
There seem to be some red marks on the Regent's neck...?
Red marks? Red marks!!
Liu Ziqing froze.
"Okay, go tell someone to prepare some porridge and side dishes." Huo Cenji was so focused on Tang Yu that he naturally didn't notice his subordinate's pale face. After speaking softly, he signaled Liu Ziqing to leave first.
"...Yes." Liu Ziqing raised his legs stiffly and left.
But the moment he closed the door, he still couldn't believe it.
This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!
But I had a vague feeling that this was all too coincidental. How could His Highness appear in the little emperor's bedroom so early in the morning?
This can't be just passing by, right?
And if he wasn't mistaken, didn't the little emperor also have... those ambiguous red marks?
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