Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 2045
Duke Anguo looked delighted, but then he saw that Si Jin was in trouble.
The young man held up his head, his long sword-like eyebrows knitted together deeply. After hesitating for a while, he whispered, “But I demoted him three years ago. Doesn’t he hate me?”
“Your Majesty, how can there be any overnight hatred between brothers?”
“Besides, you are the emperor now. Summoning him back to the capital can only be regarded as a gift. He will surely be grateful and kowtow to thank you.”
Duke Anguo lowered his head with a sinister smile on the corner of his lips.
Seeing that Si Jin was still hesitant, he continued to persuade: “I heard that Your Highness has some feelings for the Saint Girl of the Northern Barbarians in Bingzhou. It just so happens that summer is approaching, and it is time for the Northern Barbarians to pay their annual tribute. Why not call them back to the capital together, Your Majesty… to verify it yourself?”
“Really?” Si Jin nodded, glanced at the sky outside, and responded very straightforwardly as if he had encountered something urgent: “Then let’s do it. I still have to rely on the Duke to share my worries.”
“Okay, that’s all. Go away now.”
“……yes.”
As he walked out of the door, Duke Anguo was still wondering what Si Jin was afraid of.
But as soon as he stepped over the threshold, he bumped into the oncoming Regent.
He tried to bow his head and greet Shen Linyuan, but Shen Linyuan didn’t even look at him, and went straight into the hall and closed the door.
The next moment, the emperor’s helpless cries were heard violently, accompanied by the sound of tables and chairs overturning.
“Tsk tsk.” Duke Anguo clicked his tongue a few times and left the palace in a happy mood, relaxing his vigilance towards Si Jin a little.
Nangong Sijin was much smarter than the eldest prince. He originally thought that he was not so easy to deceive. This was all thanks to Shen Linyuan who was blinded by lust and committed treason.
When he summons the eldest prince back to the palace, he will falsely accuse Shen Linyuan of colluding with the Western Yi tribe. Once Shen Linyuan is brought down, he can kill Si Jin without restraint and then make the eldest prince the emperor.
The imperial power will eventually fall into his hands.
Only when the footsteps faded away did Shen Linyuan hug Si Jin back into his arms and continue to be naughty.
When she is too fierce, Jinjin will cry with red eyes, like a rabbit that has been forced into a corner.
Although it looks good, it still makes me feel sad.
Fortunately, he had plenty of patience and time today to accompany his little emperor in reviewing, impeaching and submitting documents.
The writing brush is different from the fountain pen in the previous dimension, and it is more particular when writing with it.
The grinding process alone takes half a day.
The five-finger method of holding a pen requires pressing, pressing, hooking, pushing and resisting. Sometimes the wrist is resting on the pen, and sometimes it is suspended like a bowl. Every memorial must be responded to in every detail.
The tip of the pen fell on the paper, like a soft cat’s paw, and Jinjin also made a cat-like hum.
Shen Linyuan tirelessly reviewed a pile of memorials and even did not forget to ask Duke Anguo about his purpose.
After getting the answer, he continued to ask: “How about it, do you want to kill him?”
“Kill…who…”
“Your royal brother.”
“Kill, but… not… not on the road, Imperial Uncle, Imperial Uncle.” Si Jin couldn’t bear it any longer, and the last words of his words trembled.
I simply pushed the pen away from his hand and said with red eyes: “Wait until he returns to the palace and then kill him. I will kill him myself!”
“Can we… not read the memorials now?”
The little emperor raised his hand and pointed inside the room. Shen Linyuan thought he was going to say something to beg for mercy, but Si Jin leaned close to his ear and said, “You’ll make me suspicious if you do this. When you came, you hadn’t eaten for three days… Um…”
Shen Linyuan simply stood up, thinking that he had read more than half of the memorial and was not in a hurry.
When he was about to leave, he inadvertently glanced at the high-quality wolf-hair brush on the pen holder that had not yet been used, and his eyes gradually became deep.
