After being a widow, the empress dowager was favored by the powerful ministers

Chapter 80 Killing Intent

Ever since Liu Zhaorong saw such a painting, he couldn't eat all day long, and couldn't sleep well at night, so he was always restless.

She kept thinking about whether she had put things away that day, and whether she should not have delivered sweet soup that day, so that she would not be able to see the painting, let alone discover the thoughts of the little emperor's lunatic.

But now, her worry was whether the little emperor would have noticed when she moved that thing that day.

If you notice it, why is it so quiet these few days, nothing happened.

But if you didn't notice it, why didn't you come to eat here once in a few days?
Tormented by this kind of emotion, Liu Zhaorong became thinner and weaker day by day, and her spirit was not good. When she woke up one day, she was immediately ill. The imperial doctor came to see her and said that she was suffering from anxiety.

After the palace people reported, the little emperor who had finished handling the government affairs led the people there.

When Liu Zhaorong woke up in a daze, he held his aching forehead and frowned, just about to call the palace servants, but when he raised his head, he met the little emperor's dark eyes first.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty." Liu Zhaorong stammered a bit.

It's frightening.

The little emperor smiled warmly, raised his hand, and stroked Liu Zhaorong's forehead with his fingertips, as if he was testing the temperature of his forehead, and said softly, "What's the matter, but did you have a scary dream?"

It's already May, but the moment the finger touched Liu Zhaorong, she shivered from the cold, her body trembled slightly, and her mind uncontrollably remembered the painting, and she subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but she was right That pair of eyes, life and death held back.

For fear that the little emperor would notice something.

But in fact, the little emperor had already seen something from her reaction the moment she woke up, enough to guess that she must have seen the portrait in the wooden box. She naturally knew it in her heart.

Liu Zhaorong gritted her teeth, "I never dreamed."

The little emperor curled his lips into a chuckle, and ran his fingertips from her forehead down to her cheek, "Then what are you afraid of?"

A chill began to spread from his heart, Liu Zhaorong couldn't help shivering, "I'm not afraid of anything."

Her voice and tone were quite calm, if the eyes that were deliberately avoiding the little emperor were not so obvious, the little emperor would even start to wonder if it was her who touched the painting that day.

The little emperor had murderous intentions in his heart, and the person in front of him already knew about it, so he couldn't stay any longer.

Long nights and many dreams, if the queen mother finds out...

Liu Zhaorong bit her lip, her face was a little pale because she was still sick, her eyes trembled slightly, and her slender eyelashes fluttered slightly, "Why is Your Majesty here?"

A pair of eyebrows and eyes similar to Sheng Baoling's, sparkling inside, a little frightened, it is the fear of the little emperor, and also the fear of him.

This fear inexplicably added a bit of weird beauty to her.

The little emperor was slightly taken aback, the light in his eyes dimmed instantly, but the killing intent was not so intense.

Like, but not like.

If the queen mother is like Liu Zhaorong, afraid, frightened, begging for mercy...

He pursed his lips before opening his mouth slowly, "You are sick, why don't I come and see you?"

Seeing that the little emperor's voice became much gentler, Liu Zhaorong's heart, which had been anxious all along, gradually calmed down a lot, but he was still nervous, and couldn't treat the little emperor as he did before.

She bit her lower lip tightly, "Your Majesty misses my concubine, and I am grateful."

However, the little emperor's fingertips gradually landed on her eyes, and his fingertips touched her trembling eyelashes.

His eyes fell on those eyes, every inch of them, his eyes were not concealed, and his thin lips curled up, "Are you afraid?"

The voice was clear and cold, like a knife, the blade was aimed straight at Liu Zhaorong's back, as if a single movement could end her life in an instant.

Liu Zhaorong raised her heart again, fear swept her whole body, the little emperor was in front of her eyes, without any cover, as if telling her plainly that he already knew that the painting in the wooden box had been touched .

I also know that she touched it.

Liu Zhaorong was naturally afraid, and the hand hanging by his side trembled helplessly, "Your Majesty..."

She wanted to say something to justify, but she couldn't say anything, because it was inappropriate to say anything at this moment, and if she said it at this time, not only would it be useless, but it would arouse his murderous intent.

Liu Zhaorong is not stupid, he kept himself for a reason like the Queen Mother.

If you want to survive, you have to be more like the queen mother.

She restrained the fear in her heart, and tried her best to make her face look calmer, like a queen mother, with a cold voice, but there was still uncontrollable fear overflowing in those eyes, "I'm not afraid."

Xiaohuang laughed suddenly, and the hand that stopped on Liu Zhaorong's eyes suddenly exerted force, and pressed the position next to her eyes. The sudden force caused Liu Zhaorong to cry out in surprise, but quickly relaxed the force, and gently touched her to comfort her. He said, "It's good not to be afraid, look at you, you've lost weight."

Liu Zhaorong is smarter than he thought.

She was smart enough to know how to save her life, but she continued to imitate Sheng Baoling as before.

The attitude of the little emperor changed obviously. Knowing that he had no intention of killing him, Liu Zhaorong breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't relax.

She knew that if she knew the little emperor's big secret, if she wanted to live for a long time, it was not enough just to learn from another person.

The little emperor is a lunatic, and there is no reason for a lunatic.

Once one day, he gets tired of it, or another person who is more like the queen mother appears, she will naturally be useless, and she will only end up "dead" in the end.

Liu Zhaorong was embraced by the little emperor, and he gently patted the shoulder and back of the woman in his arms.

"What are you afraid of? I'm here." The little emperor smiled gently, no different from ordinary people.

But there was no smile in those eyes, they were strangely empty.

Liu Zhaorong secretly thought in her heart, what is the best way to wait for what she wants, save her life, and escape from this lunatic.

...

There is a cool breeze outside the hall, and the earth dragon in the hall is burning warmly.

On the couch, Pei Ci's arms were around Sheng Baoling's waist, and the eyelashes of the woman in his arms were trembling uncomfortably, biting her lower lip tightly, as if she was about to bite her lip.

You can see how tense it is.

Pei Ci's other hand fell on her cheek, with a slight coolness, causing Sheng Baoling to flinch unconsciously.

As the breath approached, she was so nervous that she bit her lips, and the pain made her gasp, but at the moment when she opened her lips, hot air swept in, "Pei..."

Pei Ci didn't say a word, but it seemed as if he had said everything, hiding everything in this kiss.

With fishy sweetness, mixed with a breath that does not belong to me but is fascinating.

(End of this chapter)