Chapter 252 He ran away
Xiao Fuzi and An Jiu were looking forward to it. They didn’t know how much time had passed. Xiao Fuzi was about to fall asleep again, and the emperor had not come back yet.
Jiang Sheng came instead. As soon as he saw An Jiu, he asked, "Isn't your cousin back yet?"
An Jiu "..."
She shook her head. “No.”
Seeing that Jiang Sheng looked unhappy, An Jiu asked, "Where is His Majesty?"
Jiang Sheng hesitated: "Something happened, he ran away."
An Jiu was shocked: "Run away? Where did he run to?"
Jiang Sheng shook his head: "I don't know."
If he knew, would he still come back to look for it?
Jiang Sheng was about to leave when An Jiu stopped him.
"What happened? There are assassins outside. What if he runs out alone and faints and gets into danger?"
Although the tyrant has high martial arts value, he may suddenly faint. Moreover, the eldest prince and the Chu assassins have not been captured yet. If the emperor encounters them alone, no matter how powerful he is, two fists cannot beat four hands. What if he is in danger?
The more An Jiu thought about it, the more frightened he became.
"Why aren't you looking at him?"
Jiang Sheng turned his head and looked at An Jiu, narrowing his eyes slightly.
This little Jiu has become braver. He used to look quite timid...
An Jiu frowned: "Why are you looking at me? Go find someone."
I am really impressed. None of the secret guards in the palace are useful.
Jiang Sheng nodded: "...Okay."
In fact, Lin San and the others had already gone out.
But whether it can be found or not is another matter.
He sighed.
I've gotten used to it and become numb to it.
An Jiu was always worried. She wondered what would happen if the tyrant ran up the mountain, fainted, and was eaten by wild beasts?
Then he thought, what if he was caught by the Chu people and tortured? The emperor was a coward and was most afraid of pain.
Although the little tyrant is relatively strong, he cannot be tortured because he is still a child.
Xiao Fuzi said helplessly: "Xiao Jiu, calm down, you're making me dizzy."
An Jiu looked at him expressionlessly.
Xiao Fuzi raised her hands and made a surrender gesture: "My fault, my fault, I shouldn't have said that to you, turn around."
An Jiu exhaled.
Xiao Fuzi touched his smooth chin and said, "But you don't have to worry too much. His Majesty always ran out by himself before and nothing happened."
An Jiu said: "That's because I'm here. If I wasn't here, who would take care of him if he fainted?"
Xiao Fuzi "..."
Your Majesty is such a grown man, and yet he is still so strong...
An Jiu was feeling very nervous.
The tyrant was indeed running around the capital at this time. He felt a sense of anger in his heart, which made him feel uncomfortable.
He thought again of the night his mother died.
The ghost with a white face came in, killed the mother, and then sat on the chair.
He smelled a fragrance coming from that person.
The man didn't say anything. He just stared at the corpse for a while, then started looking at him again...
That kind of fear makes people feel creepy just thinking about it.
But when he woke up from sleep, the man was gone, and he saw his mother's body eaten by rats.
He was terrified and wanted to run away, so he moved his body...
Then, a pale and strange face appeared upside down...
He said: "Little prince, I caught you..."
The tyrant quickened his pace.
There seemed to be a lot of things in my head, like germinating seeds, just waiting for an opportunity to break through the soil...
The wind whistled past his ears, and finally the tyrant arrived at a place.
This is……
"Why are you here?" someone asked him.
He didn't know, he came down from the roof and tilted his head to look at the person in front of him.
The man smiled and said, "Ah Jiang, go prepare something to eat."
A Jiang hesitated, for he was afraid that if he left, the tyrant would harm his master.
The man smiled and said, "It's okay. He and I... haven't reached that point yet."
So A Jiang left.
Prince Jing was dressed in white, which made him look even worse. He was like a thin piece of paper that would break if it was pulled lightly. He was also like a ghost in the dark night, light and weightless...
"Why did you run out alone? Did something happen in the palace?"
The tyrant remained silent.
Prince Jing was not in a hurry. When Ah Jiang served the snacks, he quietly looked at the tyrant. In the past, he would eat a lot when he came, but today, he did not eat...
This is rare.
"The ghost is dead." The tyrant suddenly said to Prince Jing.
Prince Jing paused: "What the hell?"
The tyrant continued, "That ghost is dead."
Prince Jing thought it was the emperor...
He was a little surprised and a little bit incredulous.
Then he looked at the tyrant.
"Which one? Are you the one on my body or the one in the palace?"
The tyrant said seriously: "The ghost in the palace who killed my mother is dead."
Prince Jing narrowed his eyes.
Is Qiao Dong dead?
He actually underestimated the emperor.
I think this guy came out because he knew the truth of what happened back then.
Prince Jing looked at the tyrant curiously, very carefully, as if the tyrant was not a human being, but a particularly rare item.
How clever.
Prince Jing sighed.
Actually, you can be smarter.
A Jiang brought some cakes, which were the tyrant's favorite brown sugar cakes.
The tyrant took a bite and spat it out.
"It's not as delicious as Xiaojiu's."
Prince Jing looked at him with amusement: "Is Xiaojiu good at everything?"
The tyrant nodded.
Xiaojiu is the best.
He missed Xiaojiu.
After saying this, he stood up and was about to leave.
He wants to go back to find Xiaojiu.
He has a lot to say to Xiaojiu.
I can only tell Xiaojiu.
But when he reached the door, he suddenly turned around and looked at Prince Jing: "I don't want to kill him anymore."
Prince Jing instantly understood that this 'he' was the emperor.
"Then you will lose Xiaojiu forever. Are you willing to let her go?"
Are you willing to do so?
The tyrant asked himself this.
He couldn't bear to do it.
He was so reluctant to leave.
He didn't want to disappear, he also wanted to be with Xiaojiu.
There seemed to be a voice that kept telling him, if he killed the ghost, everything would be his...
…
An Jiu waited until midnight, and she heard footsteps. She was familiar with the sound.
A tyrant...
As an adult, the tyrant still walks like a child. His footsteps are very obvious and An Jiu can hear them at once.
She ran out and saw the tyrant standing in the yard. Like a thief who had been discovered, he quickly looked away.
It seems that if this happens, others can't see him anymore.
An Jiu found it a little funny and felt greatly relieved in his heart.
I hope he's okay.
"Where have you been running to?" Anjiu came over and took the Tyrant's hand. The Tyrant looked at their hands and then looked at Anjiu.
"Xiaojiu!"
It sounds very aggrieved.
An Jiu nodded: "It's okay."
She stood on tiptoe and patted the tyrant's head.
After entering the house, the tyrant hid under the quilt, with only his curly head exposed to look at Anjiu. Anjiu looked at him with amusement: "What's wrong?"
The tyrant said: “Xiaojiu, I seem to have grown up.”
An Jiu nodded: "Yes, I have grown up."
The tyrant hummed: "But there are still things I can't figure out."
An Jiu said: "Then think about it slowly, you will figure it out eventually."
In fact, she couldn't figure it out, and didn't know how to comfort him.
The tyrant hummed again and looked at An Jiu with his big eyes.
"Xiaojiu, how come you know everything? That's amazing."
An Jiu thought that the little tyrant was the cutest. If she were the emperor, he would definitely think she was stupid and a fool.
Thinking of this, An Jiu couldn't help but smile.
The tyrant looked at her and smiled. He reached out and pinched her face, then crawled into the quilt like a thief and covered his head with the quilt.
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