Zi Yunchen woke up again and nowhere did he know when. The first thing that broke into consciousness was the clanging sound of iron tools. He felt that his body was very heavy. When he raised his eyes, he bumped into his eyes with a bright and bright yellow color in the dark space - the dragon robe.

The dark but not damp space, the iron railings arranged neatly and in an orderly manner, followed by torches swaying with faint fire. The emperor's most trusted brother was sitting firmly on a patterned relief sandalwood chair, which was incompatible with this slightly dirty environment.

"Emperor...Brother?" He hesitated, but found that his throat was particularly dry, and his arms were confined to a circular bracelet, firmly connected to the iron chain embedded in the wall.

Some servants respectfully brought the exquisite tea bowl, and the clear tea water collided with the edge of the bowl due to the turmoil.

Zi Liushang took it, took a sip, and then slowly put it down, giving it a calm attitude.

"Why?" Zi Yunchen asked relentlessly.

He slowly raised his eyes, shook his head and smiled, "Ninth brother, ninth brother, don't blame the emperor brother, this is all caused by you."

"What..." He was puzzled.

Zi Liushang glanced at the confused boy, shook his head, and sighed again, "Do you know what the last will of the father's father was during his lifetime?"

He felt dry mouth, and just stared at Zi Liushang blankly, swallowed his saliva subconsciously, and stared at him with unconcealed confusion.

Zi Liushang stopped looking at him, and his eyes fell on the exquisite patterns of the tea bowl in his hand, "The only thing that cannot be challenged in this world is the majesty of the emperor."

"The father once said that the only person in this world who can know the existence of "Kun" is the only emperor of the Purple Kingdom. Do you understand? Yunchen, if you don't mention this, you will always be my closest brother, even if you are not a disciple of Qingyun Mountain."

Zi Yunchen pursed his dry lips, his face was stunned and he was a little lost, "But my father told me... I don't understand..."

Zi Liushang shook his head and laughed, "I don't mind saying it is a bit yin. Yunchen, since the treasure of the country is the treasure of the country and has existed for hundreds of years, it must have its significance. As a secret that many emperors have kept from generation to generation, it will never tolerate it being exposed to the world, and it will not allow anyone to covet it. Do you understand? Even if you are the son of your father."

"The reason why Father tells you is that you will never covet it, and since you will not be tempted by your heart, you will never take the initiative to talk about this unless... you will be coveted by your heart, then even if you are my younger brother, you will not be forgiven."

"But..." In an instant, Zi Yunchen felt that his words were so pale. Even though he was well-read in poetry, he could not say a word in this situation.

"Yunchen, you are too young after all." Zi Liushang shook his head regretfully.

"When... when did you apply the medicine?" When he woke up, he felt his spiritual power dissipated. In this case, the Yin was given medicine, and he would not fall into a coma for no reason... That is to say, the medicine was taken from the beginning.

"Ha...When did I contact you, have you forgotten?"

As soon as he said this, he suddenly realized the moment he patted his shoulder when he was talking to Zi Liushang.

"I originally thought that the medicine was fierce and would be disabled even if I didn't die. I didn't expect that your body was full of spiritual power and it would have decomposed the medicine roughly." He shook his head, as if mocking his behavior.

Seeing Zi Liushangyun calmly say that he wanted to make him toxic and disabled, he could not connect the elder brother who was in memory who was standing upright to protect himself from being bullied by the other brothers.

"Brother..." He was dull and confused.

Zi Liushang stood up gracefully, brushed her sleeves lightly, walked to Zi Yunchen with a low voice and a gentle tone, "Yunchen, don't blame me... In the next life, don't be reborn in the imperial family."

Zi Yunchen's round and starry eyes suddenly widened, and the expressionless coldness of Zilong's face reflected in his clear eyes.

The turbid wall suddenly splashed with bright red liquid, and the painful groan echoed like a magic sound...

Yi Xiaorou sat up from the bed, her eyes wide open and her head was covered in sweat.

In the evening, the cool breeze sneaked in through the gap in the wooden window, and hit Yi Xiaorou and made her awake.

She tried to breathe slowly and quickly, and felt the hotness on her wrist. She saw the clear purple jade flashing with a dim light, which was particularly hot as her fingers reached.

Yi Xiaorou thought of the silly smiling face of the boy... she was ignorantly worried that she was a heretic and was afraid of being bullied, and she gave her a talisman... she remembered that he had to light a lamp by himself on a rainy day and read medical books and cooked medicine soup. She didn't care about her burned hands and even brought the medicine to him. She was so stupid that she ignored the threshold and almost fell to the ground, but she didn't forget to protect the medicine soup and smiled proudly.

She suddenly tightened her five fingers, and the burning temperature in her hands made her head clearer.

So stupid! How could there be such a stupid person? He can do whatever others ask him to do, and what does it have to do if others act casually?! Idiot!
Chapter completed!