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Chapter Seventeen Colorful

Take a break and watch the chess game, letting the white cranes dance beautifully.

"I came to kill you." The man in the wheelchair looked at Emperor Zhao.

The old man walked to the wheelchair with his bare feet and hair loose.

He bent down and touched the young man's leg, and said in a trembling voice: "Is it this one?"

The young man shook his head: "Another one."

"Can it be cured?" the old man asked again.

"It can't be cured." The young man replied, "It's been too long."

The old man panicked, his eyes were wandering as if he was in a daze, and he murmured: "It's been too long, yes! It's been too long."

The young man did not disturb the old man, but looked at the palace curiously.

After a while, the old man came back to his senses and said, "You originally wanted to kill me, that is to say, you won't kill me now."

"You are no longer worthy of dying in my hands." The young man said.

Emperor Zhao stared at the young man and straightened his old back: "You bastard! I am your father."

The emperor's power pressed down on the young man, and the wheelchair creaked with such force.

The young man smiled nonchalantly: "Who knows?"

When the old man heard this, he wanted to get angry, but he immediately stooped down and coughed violently.

The young man looked at Emperor Zhao: "You are just an insect that I can kill easily. It is easy to kill you, but seeing you lingering and struggling like this makes me very happy, so I decided to let you live again."

A few days.”

"It seems we have nothing to talk about." The old man turned around, his back looking very lonely.

The young man smiled and said: "What? Did you think before that we could sit down and drink tea and have a heart-to-heart talk? You were too naive and nothing like you back then."

The old man glared at the young man and roared: "I am right! He is a traitor! He deserves to die!"

The young man rubbed his ears: "Yes, yes, I didn't say you did anything wrong, but it has nothing to do with me wanting to kill you."

The old man suddenly became weak: "Xiao Qi, come back, come back to me, and now I will issue an edict to make you the crown prince."

The young man's laughter grew louder: "I like you very much. You are so old that you can't even think clearly. If I want to be an emperor and need your help, who do you think you are? An old man who is about to die, a terminally ill man.

emperor."

Emperor Zhao remained silent and did not speak.

The young man stopped laughing: "You know what I want, but you can't give it to me if you are alive, so I am hesitant whether to kill you now or wait for you to die."

In a gorgeous palace in the harem, a woman was half lying on the bed, looking lazy and luxurious.

There was a sound of soft footsteps outside the main hall, and after a while, a eunuch walked into the palace.

The eunuch knelt down in front of the bed.

"How's it going?" The woman's red lips parted slightly.

The eunuch put his head on the ground and said, "Your Highness, I'm going to have trouble doing things. Eunuch Zhao is guarding the entrance of the palace, so I can't get through."

"It's okay. It's normal if you can't get through it. Go down." The woman waved her hand nonchalantly.

"Yes!" The eunuch exited the hall.

The woman half-opened her eyes and reached out to pick a grape placed in front of the bed and put it into her mouth.

"What a waste!" the woman said suddenly.

After a while, the woman said to the door: "Go and invite Duke Rong to come over."

Zhao Li pushed the wheelchair out of the palace and quietly wiped the sweat from his palms.

"Are you afraid? Are you afraid that I will kill him?" the man asked.

Zhao Li was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground again: "I don't dare, old slave."

The man looked at Zhao Li and said, "You old fox is getting better and better."

Zhao Li stood up and laughed: "This old slave is an old fool."

"Okay, let's go." The man patted the wheelchair.

"Yes!" Zhao Li pushed the wheelchair and continued to walk forward.

After walking for a while, the man suddenly said again: "If I just want to kill him, can you stop me?"

Zhao Li did not reply immediately, and thought for a moment before saying: "It can't be stopped. If you want to kill someone, no one in the world can stop you."

"So you want to stop me?"

"I still have to give it a try," he said and laughed again.

"You old guy, you really get better as you get older."


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