Hearing her say this, Jun was drunk.

He raised his head and looked at the person in front of him with a complicated expression.

Yes, the little emperor who stubbornly believed in him at the beginning is no longer there, and what is in front of him is the co-master of the world who has learned the emperor's mind and has the respect of the emperor.

He taught her those imperial mental techniques, and she really learned them very well.

Above the court, a high-ranking courtier like him should have been taboo.

Gentlemen and ministers are centrifuged, and they are normal.

Jun Zui slowly straightened up and chuckled, knowing that she might not believe it, but still said softly: "I, I haven't thought about the throne, if I wanted it, I should have taken it ten years ago." ”

The little emperor stood up suddenly, walked up to Jun Zui in a few steps, grabbed him by the front, and pulled him in front of him.

"I haven't thought about this throne, that Jun is drunk, what have you been doing recently? What have you been arguing with me lately?! ”

Jun was drunk and in a trance for a moment.

What he fought for was nothing more than the right to stay by her side.

It's nothing more than the right to expel him casually, no matter how reluctant she is.

The little emperor received no answer, and slammed a piece of paper from the table and threw it in his arms.

"At that time, I said, if you want this throne, I will give it! But why did you give me this throne first, and now you want to take it back?! The corners of the little emperor's angry eyes were red, and his whole body was trembling: "Personally hold me to the throne of God, and then pull me down from this position, so that everyone in the world will laugh at me!" So you're happy! ”

Jun Zui took the paper she threw away, and saw that it was Dong Shiman's confession.

Jun drunk and read it line by line.

According to Dongshiman's confession, Jun Zui wanted to raise troops to rebel, so he let Dongshiman enter Beijing.

Dongshi was quite unwilling, and he didn't dare to refuse Prime Minister Jun openly, so he borrowed wine to kill his sorrows, which hit someone.

If the little emperor saw this absurd confession in the past, he would definitely not believe it, but these days, Jun Zui, a courtier, is fighting with her for power, and this time he personally persuaded her to let go of Dongshiman, and the little emperor had to believe it.

After reading it, Jun Zui quietly folded the confession in his hand and reached out to put it on her table.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no more ripple in them.

"Then what does the emperor want?"

Would it be better to kill by mistake than to let go, or simply plan to get rid of his big trouble.

The little emperor looked at him, and the light in his eyes went out little by little.

She thought he would refute it, she had illusions in her heart, that he was not that kind of person, that there was at least some warmth between the two.

But it turns out that the warmth is all false.

The emperor held on to the table beside him, and finally, a cold voice came out of his throat.

"Someone...... General, the rebel minister is drunk and thrown into prison......"

Immediately, a secret guard who had already been prepared on the side rushed over and bowed to Jun Zui: "Prime Minister Jun, please." ”

Jun Zui glanced deeply at the little emperor in front of him, and turned around and left with the dark guard without saying a word.

When the secret guard waited for Jun to get drunk and left, the little emperor slowly slipped down leaning on the table little by little.

All the strength in her body seemed to be drained.

Outside the imperial study, he quietly read the cold pilot lamp dressed in white, and then a smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and he left quietly.

At the same time—

[Ding-Side Quest: It's her, it's her, it's her!] Our little light is done. 】

Three days ago, just when Ye Chuijin sighed and felt that the time was really boring, the system released a side quest very intimately.