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Scumbag that Regent (10)

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    When Shen Wumian returned to the emperor's bedroom, Chi Zhao was still holding the spittoon weakly, looking weak, pitiful, and helpless

    He felt his brain was like a paste. He felt dizzy when he looked at everything. He felt dizzy when he moved, and he also felt dizzy when he didn't move. He also felt like vomiting from time to time. His body affected his spirit.  "Isn't it true that I'm dying? Is the poison/drug finally taking effect?"

    [Are you kidding, you have only been drinking poison/drugs for a few months, if it happens so easily, can the original owner survive for three years?  Don't worry, you're fine, just rest for a while.  ¡¿

    Chi Zhao was dubious. Suddenly, he heard movement at the door and swallowed his words. Chi Zhao raised his head listlessly. Seeing Shen Wumian, he put down the spittoon tremblingly, trying to sit up.

    Like a gust of wind, Shen Wumian came to Chi Zhao from the door in a blink of an eye. He pressed Chi Zhao back on the bed without any doubt, and put one hand on his shoulder.  sinking.

    Chi Zhao's scalp was numb when he looked at him, and he always had a feeling that he was about to be scolded again. He shrank his neck and didn't dare to make a sound, but Shen Wumian didn't scold him either.  Sprinkled on the body of the dark guard, "What's going on, how did you serve me!"

    ¡ª¡ªWhat is going on, how did you serve your empress? If something happens to my beloved concubine, I want you to be buried with the entire imperial hospital!

    This classic line appeared in Chi Zhao's mind in an instant, and Chi Zhao's heart was only in a trance.

    Chi Zhao had the illusion that what he was playing was not a scumbag emperor, but a weak tyrant's favorite concubine, not an empress in the palace, but just a concubine with no status. After all, he lived by Shen Wumian's liking and doting

    Chi Zhao thought this scene was very funny, so he smiled, but his current appearance was too fragile, as if a gust of wind could blow him down, and he couldn't live anymore.  He thought he was quietly curling up the corners of his lips, and his eyes were still habitually fixed on Shen Wumian, Shen Wumian saw his current appearance from the corner of his eyes, and his heart ached severely.

    Just reprimand a servant, and he will be happy like this.

    His previous abuse and suppression were indeed successful. The little emperor, who originally retained his arrogance and nobility, has completely lost his due identity and cognition under his training. He is gradually becoming a real  puppet.

    Shen Wumian's hand holding Chi Zhao's shoulder tightened subconsciously. Chi Zhao felt some pain and couldn't help moving his shoulder. Shen Wumian felt it, let him go suddenly, and then put his hands into his sleeves, where he couldn't see  The place is loose and tight, tight and loose.

    Not long after, the imperial doctor came over. The imperial doctor who came back this time was not the one who bandaged Shen Wumian. This one was more courageous and not as scared as the previous one. The imperial doctor took the pulse calmly. After a while, he opened the  Eyes, stroked his beard, shook his head and said a lot of polite words.

    The general meaning is that the little emperor hit his head and needs to take medicine for a period of time to recuperate. Vomiting and dizziness are normal, and he will be fine if he takes care of him.

    In modern terms, it is a concussion.

    Listening to the imperial doctor's words, for some reason, a line of words appeared in Chi Zhao's heart.

    ¡ª¡ªYour disease is in the head, and if you die, you will be afraid of death.

    Chi Zhao: ""

    After hearing the imperial doctor's results, Chi Zhao didn't respond, but Shen Wumian's face became even uglier. He didn't say anything, and didn't prevent the imperial doctor from prescribing medicine.  Doctors are really different, he lifted his eyelids lightly, glanced at the regent, then lowered his head Shi Shiran, and continued to write the prescription.

    At the end, when the prescription was written, he stood up and bowed his hands to Chi Zhao: "Wei Chen will leave."

    Then he left, ignoring Shen Wumian from beginning to end.

    Except for Shen Wumian, the rest of the hidden guards, the system, and Chi Zhao all had the same thought in their hearts: amazing, amazing, admirable

    As long as he was sure it was all right, the dark guard wisely didn't ask how the little emperor hit his head, and went out to do what he was supposed to do.  There were two people left in the hall, Shen Wumian and Chi Zhao. Shen Wumian signaled Chi Zhao to lie down. Chi Zhao was obedient and slowly lay back in the bed.  As it brushed over, it brought a little bit of inaudible bloody smell.

    Chi Zhao tightened his grip on the quilt, and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Huang, did you kill someone?"

    Shen Wumian paused, and looked at Chi Zhao's black and white eyes, "Yes,One of the courtiers, but in the plot, the method used by the left minister is not to break into the palace, but to secretly contact the little emperor.  Originally, there was no such thing as breaking into the palace in the plot, probably because Shen Wumian's convulsive way of governing the country before angered Prime Minister Zuo, making him impatient and acted ahead of time.

    No matter what, Chi Zhao still wants to bring this story back.

    Staring into Chi Zhao's eyes, Shen Wumian nodded silently.

    "Then will you kill him?"

    Shen Wumian withdrew her hand and kicked the question back, "Does Your Majesty want this minister to kill him?"

    Chi Zhao's expression became even weirder, as if he was saying why this happened, or as if he was saying just look, I knew it.

    Shen Wumian: ""

    Holding the quilt with both hands, Chi Zhao asked tremblingly: "What if, what if I don't want it?"

    Although it was not the answer he liked, it was the answer he expected.  Shen Wumian smiled slightly, and for the first time there was undisguised pampering and obedience in his expression, "Then I won't kill him."

    Hearing this, the little emperor's expression instantly became desperate

    It is worthy of being an emperor's heart, it is really not ordinary difficult to guess.

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    Shen Wumian: I think about it

    System: I am autistic

    Chi Zhao: I'm dry

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