Zedi Song Jue hasn't been sleeping well lately.

At first, when the news of King Cheng's death came back, he was indeed happy for a while.

It's like a fish that has been hooked and hung out of its teeth and is once released back into the sea.

Act like the wind, come and go freely, and end up happy.

Song Jue was happy for a long time.

Like a wild horse galloping into the prairie.

There is no need to consult with anyone about anything.

No one would ever come to him like the commander to say things that were good and bad, right and wrong.

His palace was quiet, and a new noise was added to it.

At first, Song Jue was very happy when he did anything for a few months, and he was not easy to get angry.

It's easy to laugh when you meet people and listen to nice words.

Even the palace maid who said nice things looked much more pleasing to the eye.

On a whim, he also added some new beauties to his palace.

Among them, the most talkative is Zheng Meiren, as for what this Zheng Meiren is called, he can't remember anymore.

It's enough for this Zheng beauty to make him happy.

Recently, this Daze has also been in good weather, there is no war at the border, and the people live and work in peace and contentment.

Even some things are just small things.

It can't be on the table, and there is no need for him to make a decision in person.

Government affairs are also handy, and there is nothing to worry him about.

On the contrary, when the original king was still alive, he was diligent every day, and he never slackened for a moment, and there were many very difficult state affairs.

After the news of King Cheng's death came, he, Daze, was the peace of the country.

Emperor Ze Song Jue felt more and more that he had some reason for killing this Cheng King.

For a while, he was also calm.

For many days, my heart was smooth.

But this day is slowly becoming a little less tasteful.

Even if he watched the singing and dancing of the palace maid every day, and listened to the words of Zheng Meiren or other palace people.

There are always times when I feel bored.

The wine in this palace also began to taste.

There are more and more times when one person drinks alone.

Even if a beautiful woman is in her arms, she always drinks alone.

Flattery can be listened to, but it is not always as good as when I first heard it.

Zheng Meiren is becoming more and more able to speak, and her mind is getting bigger and bigger.

Emperor Ze and Song definitely saw it, but they never said anything.

After all, it is the person he is holding now, and when others step on this Zheng beauty, they also step on him by the way.

Zheng Meiren became more and more arrogant.

In this palace, there is no difference in the limelight.

It's just that this woman's heart seems to be a little bigger.

It turned out that when he drank alone, he would quietly pour wine on the side, and he wanted to be quiet, so she kept silent.

Then it got a little noisy.

The more I talked, the more I listened, and the more I listened, the more I didn't think it sounded good.

My heart also began to get irritable.

The more wine I drank, the more I drank.

But when I drink too much, there is always a time when I get drunk.

When people are drunk, they will inevitably be in a trance, unable to distinguish between human figures and true and false.

Occasionally, you can distinguish between half-truths and half-truths.

But when you're drunk, you're a different person.

That day, when Zheng Meiren was babbling in his ear, he was probably drunk.

He didn't remember how much wine he drank at that time, he only remembered that the Zheng beauty in front of him had become King Song Yuan.

Obviously there is a woman nagging around him, how did he become a king in men's clothes?

Although King Cheng was ordered to be eliminated by him, after all, he was the closest person to him in this palace in the past ten years.

When he was made the crown prince, the first person he saw when he raised his eyes was King Cheng, who was not yet King Cheng at that time.

However, the first emperor only lasted more than a month after he was made the crown prince and died.

From that day on, he was the emperor of Osawa.

The first time he sat on the throne, watching Wanchen come to the court, listening to the mountain call long live, when he looked at the past, the only person he knew was also King Cheng.

Seeing King Cheng nodding, sitting on the chair made of gold, he suddenly didn't panic.

He was only eight years old that year, and King Cheng was only fifteen years old.

The first time he was harassed by the ministers, and when he couldn't get off the stage, it was what King Cheng said for him, and the old man who argued in a few words raised his head shamelessly.

The first time he was assassinated by thieves in the hunting ground, it was King Cheng who took a fan and cut the man's throat.

For the first time, in addition to the ministers, it was King Cheng who helped him behind the scenes.

......

Many, many, so many that he could count them a little.

When did it start to be different......

Song Jue couldn't think of it.

Or the power of the king is better than the day is overcome.

Or Cheng Wang's guidance is getting more and more accurate, and every time it will definitely hit the point.

Or maybe no matter how hard he is working hard, he can't seem to catch up with the king, and it seems that becoming the king is always easy......

Song Jue drank too much wine, and his heart became more and more unclear, and he always felt that the Zheng beauty in front of him was the king.

patted "Cheng Wang" on the shoulder and said a lot of words.

He didn't know what he was talking about.

And this "Cheng Wang" doesn't seem to be as smart and clever as before, and he can't understand what he says.

Song Jue continued to pat "King Cheng" on the shoulder with some anger and impatience, and the strength of his subordinates became more and more unsophisticated.

Zheng Meiren was beaten in pain, and Pear Blossom grabbed his dragon robe with rain and cried.

Song Jue was a little stunned when he saw "King Cheng" crying for a while, in his memory, even if King Cheng was shot through the stomach by a sneak attack by a cold archer, he never shed a single tear.

Even when the sword is drawn, it does not cry.

What's more, how can a big man who has become a king cry like he does now?

Song definitely sneered disdainfully,

"Why is the king crying like a woman now? It's a shame. ”

But I can't see "Cheng Wang" crying like this.

Some look down on it, and some can't bear it.

I want to hug "become a king", but this person is a man.

Song Jue's heart was extremely awkward for a while, and his face changed for a long time when he looked at "Cheng Wang".

Picked up the wine on the side and took a sip, but it didn't feel like wine, it was a little hot, his wine had never been warm, how could it be hot?

I took another sip and was scalded again, but I also came to my senses.

In his hand, this is the newly brewed tea of the palace maid on the side.

turned his head to look at "King Cheng", but found that the person in front of him was not King Cheng, but the Zheng beauty who talked a lot.

Zheng Meiren is now holding his dragon robe with red eyes and praying for his mercy, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is not going to beat the concubine, the concubine's body and heart hurt the same, Your Majesty should not miss Cheng Wang Chitose too much, Chitose Ji people have their own celestial phenomena, and they will be able to return safely, Your Majesty is thinking too much now, and ......"

Song Jue felt that her words were getting more and more, and when she heard the word Chengwang, she completely exploded, and slapped her in the face with all her strength.

Zheng Meiren was quiet at that time.

Although Song Jue has never been on the battlefield, his internal strength is not worse than that of ordinary generals.

Even if it is hit in the face, Zheng Meiren's body can't stand this palm.

He fainted instantly.

Song Jue was completely tired of her from then on, and immediately sent someone to a place he couldn't see.

The cold palace is very good.

After that, he didn't know whether this Zheng Meiren was dead or alive.

No palace person dared to face Zheng Meiren in front of him.

But Zheng Meiren's words that day were like a nightmare, and he always remembered them from time to time.

The more I don't want to think about it, the more I can remember.

I couldn't sleep well for days.

When I fell asleep, I always dreamed of becoming a king.

When I can't sleep, I always think of Chengwang.

It was interesting to sit on this throne and watch the ministers, but once I thought of becoming a king, I felt a little boring.

For several days, his face was gloomy.

Even if there are palace people who flatter like before, it is useless.

Song Jue is a little unhappy now.