Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 1278
After the kiss, Sheng Linfeng hung up the portrait, called Nan Yuan into the account, and asked about Si Jin: “What kind of person is he?”
“He’s just stupid.” Nan Yuan snorted disdainfully: “He’s a pedantic, rigid, and conservative person. I get annoyed just by looking at him.”
“But why do I find it more and more pleasing to my eyes?” As he spoke, his index finger touched the portrait, slowly sliding from Si Jin’s Adam’s apple to the collar, as if he wanted to lift up the collar and kiss her.
Nan Yuan was disgusted by his look, but couldn’t say it out loud, so she just said, “Didn’t the prince want to kill Mu Sijin? Why did you change your mind?”
“Initially, I wanted to kill him.” Sheng Linfeng sat back in his original position: “But some time ago, I received news that my brother liked him, and now I have verified its authenticity.”
“How can I not take back what my brother likes? Including beauties, including… the throne.”
After saying this, he took Nan Yuan’s hand and patted it twice: “Beauty, when we get to the capital, you must help me snatch the person~”
After talking to Nan Yuan, Sheng Linfeng wrote a letter and sent it to Shen Zhiyu.
… …
In the palace, Shen Zhiyu heard the news of the death of Prime Minister Nan and his son, and was so angry that he couldn’t even eat.
For so many years, he and the Queen Mother had been fighting for power, and only Nan Xiang’s family was loyal to him. How could…
“Fuck!” He cursed angrily, kicked the table, and called out to the old Lord again with his consciousness.
[System! Come out! You assassinated Mu Sijin twice, my son is sick, and my men died. Is this the plan you mentioned? ]
The old Lord still replied in a mechanical voice: [Don’t worry, the bigger the fuss gets, the more likely Sheng Linfeng of the Yong Dynasty will learn that Mu Sijin is not dead. ]
[When he arrives in Beijing, he will help us get rid of this person. ]
The old Lord was calmly making his wishful thinking and soothing Shen Zhiyu’s emotions.
Unexpectedly, within less than a day, I received an urgent secret letter from Sheng Linfeng.
The moment he saw the letter, the old Lord was still delighted: [I told you, look, didn’t the letter arrive? ]
Shen Zhiyu seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. He hurriedly opened the letter, but saw a line of words –
It is forbidden to kill Mu Sijin. This king thinks highly of him and wants to meet him in person.
“Forbidden to kill? Can’t kill?!” Shen Zhiyu collapsed: “System! Is this what you call killing someone with a borrowed knife???”
This simple line of words caught even the old Lord off guard, and his fragile little soul trembled for no reason.
What happened that made Sheng Linfeng suddenly change his mind?
Just as he was puzzled, he suddenly heard the system prompt sound: [Frame-up failed, luck value -20%, and at the same time, 20% of the host’s soul was extracted. ]
Extract the host’s soul? Extract his soul!
The old Lord was in a panic. The fear of being torn to pieces by Si Jin once again came to his mind, and he was so frightened that he couldn’t make a sound.
How could it be possible? How could it be possible?
A broken system in the mortal world is worthy of sucking out his soul?
However, the system program had been forcibly changed by Si Jin and was completely irreversible. The soul was demanded unscrupulously, and all that was left for the old Lord was endless despair.
What went wrong? As the first Lord of the Heaven Realm, why couldn’t he defeat Mu Sijin in every aspect?
But that idiot had clearly obeyed him before.
… …
The next day, Si Jin still slept until the evening.
I deeply feel that I have to change this bad habit of not sleeping at night and not getting up during the day.
I didn’t have dinner at home, but went directly to the Empress Dowager’s Renshou Hall.
The Prime Minister was left guarding the stove with a wronged look on his face, acting like a little complainer.
After watching for a while, Sheng Linyuan suddenly remembered what Sheng Yu had mentioned to him before, which was the method that brothel girls used to keep their lovers.
Well, let’s get started…