He’s Super Sticky

Chapter 73: The nine thousand-year-old little emperor 02

Walking out of the sleeping hall, the two confidants waiting outside the hall immediately followed up, one of them took a cloak to put on Xie Zhengyi, and Xie Zhengyi waved his hand to signal them to stay where they were.

Xie Zhengyi walked through the corridor alone and came to a small pond not far away. When the palace people saw Xie Zhengyi's figure from a distance, they consciously avoided and did not go to the small pond.

Standing by the pond, Xie Zhengyi once again raised the hand that grabbed the little emperor's neck just now, and this hand was still trembling slightly at this time.

Obviously, at the moment before, he could still teach the little emperor without hesitation, or even kill him, his heart can be without fluctuation, but when the little emperor opened his eyes again, everything changed. .

Those eyes faded from the gloomy past and became clear, and even the gaze looking at him became intimate and trusting. When seeing those eyes watching him grievingly and tears, Xie Zhengyi's calm heart became flustered and painful. At that time, he almost fell into those eyes, almost let go of his hands, held the little emperor desperately in his arms, kissed the tears on the little emperor’s face, and wanted to softly coax the little emperor so that the little emperor was no longer cry.

He didn't know how he would have such thoughts at that moment, he wanted to spoil the little emperor, take everything he had in front of the little emperor to him, and let him choose.

Xie Zhengyi closed his eyes. What is even more absurd is that he is now full of regrets that he just choked people out, even he is afraid that he just used a bit more strength, the little emperor will...

Thinking of this, he wanted to chop off his evil hand.

Oh, he is really crazy, how could he have these crazy ideas?

Xie Zhengyi slowly put his hand away, slowly squeezed into a fist, and then put his back behind him. He closed his eyes and his hands on his back. He stood quietly by the small pond, and the cool breeze blew him. Black hair and black and red robe.

The sky gradually dimmed. It was already dusk when Xie Zhengyi entered the palace. He had a fight with the little emperor for a while, and he stood here for a long time. It was already time for dinner.

Xie Zhengyi opened his eyes slowly. The dull eyes that had been darkened by the complicated thoughts had returned to the usual dullness. He opened his tight palms, turned around, and walked towards the Tai Chi Hall.

Outside the Tai Chi Hall, Xie Zhengyi's two confidantes were still waiting. He did not go back to the Tai Chi Hall, and the imperial doctor who was called to help Bai Chen after seeing his injuries did not dare to retreat first.

Xie Zhengyi strode into the Tai Chi Hall and walked directly towards the dragon bed without squinting. Bai Chen was still lying on the bed in a coma, but his pale complexion had already recovered some complexion.

"How?" Xie Zhengyi glanced at the person on the bed, then quickly retracted his gaze, and asked the imperial doctor.

The imperial doctor hurriedly knelt on the ground and replied respectfully to Xie Zhengyi: "If you go back to Lord Chitose, the emperor is fine. It's just that he is overwhelmed and breathless, and he faints for a while. The minister prescribes a prescription and the emperor takes it. You can recover after two days of rest."

"Where is the neck injury?" Xie Zhengyi asked.

A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the imperial doctor. In the past, in order to let the emperor remember his lesson, the nine-thousand-year-old did not allow them to heal the wounds he personally or let his subordinates put on the emperor. This time how...

"Huh?" Xie Zhengyi said coldly.

The imperial doctor hurriedly regained consciousness and withdrew the thoughts he shouldn't have. He lowered his head and replied carefully: "The wound on the emperor's neck can be smeared with jasper ointment."

"How many days can I recover?"

"About three days."

"It's too slow." Xie Zhengyi said solemnly.

The imperial doctor panicked, a look of horror appeared on his face, and he was a little confused about Xie Zhengyi's thoughts.

"Is there any ointment for faster recovery?" Xie Zhengyi asked, the imperial doctor's careful thought he couldn't guess, because he was afraid that he would be punished for guessing the meaning of his words.

"Yes, yes." Xie Zhengyi said, and the imperial doctor nodded quickly, "The last time Shenyi Valley paid tribute to Chitose-sama's coagulation lotion, and these bruises can be eliminated in one night."

"Condensing muscle dew?" Xie Zhengyi remembered that there seemed to be such an ointment in the last tribute from Shenyi Valley.

"Ada," Xie Zhengyi called.

One of the confidants who was guarding outside the temple went into the temple and knelt down: "Master Chitose."

"Go back home, quickly send the coagulation lotion."

"Yes."

When the words fell, the confidant named Ah Da disappeared in the hall.

"Get back." Xie Zhengyi said to the imperial doctor, then turned his eyes to one of the maids who was kneeling on the ground. Compared with the other maids, this maid had a very different temperament. Although she was also kneeling down. But her posture is not as cautious as she is, but she is generous and generous, "Bi Luo, send the Fang's doctor out, and take the medicine back and bring it back by the way."

"Yes, Lord Chitose."

Quiet again in the hall, Xie Zhengyi stood still and didn't move, and the kneeling palace man by the side didn't even dare to get out of the air.

Until Ah Da reappeared in the hall with the ointment.

Xie Zhengyi took the ointment, but did not know why he sent everyone out of the palace.

He took the ointment, slowly approached the dragon bed, and then sat on the edge of the bed.

The close contact made his heart tremble even more.

Xie Zhengyi's heart gave birth to a depression, obviously, this time the eyes that made him wrong were tightly closed, but he was even more wrong.

The strange thoughts that I had been able to withstand outside before finally became more active because of the first sight of this person when I returned to the Tai Chi Hall.

Xie Zhengyi stretched out his hand and slowly touched Bai Chen's cheek, then retracted again in embarrassment.

He, what is going on?

Could it be that the little emperor gave him a Gu worm?

Otherwise, why would he want the little emperor again and again, and see him in a coma, and then feel distressed and throbbing, wishing to slap him to death?

Xie Zhengyi closed his eyes vigorously, restrained his urge to hold the little emperor in his arms, restrained his inexplicable self-blame, opened the ointment, and carefully spread it on Bai Chen’s neck. Then he hurried out of the Tai Chi Hall and left the palace.

Before leaving the palace, Xie Zhengyi didn't know what he thought, so Bi Luo sent someone to inform him when the little emperor woke up.

No one knows what a flustered heart is hidden in his still calm appearance.

——

Bai Chen was hungry and woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he saw only a piece of black, and the quiet drop of needles around him could be heard.

After a while, his eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, and Bai Chen could gradually see the outline of some things around him.

This is a room. He seems to be lying on a large wooden bed. The quilt on his body is soft and light, with a touch of woody fragrance, which makes people relax.

Bai Chen: [System, where am I? 】

The system is a little nervous: [Little Master, are you awake? 】

Bai Chen nodded, sat up from the bed, and touched his neck subconsciously. With this touch, Bai Chen remembered that he had just crossed over and was pinched and fainted by a man.

He pursed his mouth subconsciously, and then touched it by the bed. The surroundings were cool, only his body temperature, the man was not there.

Bai Chen lowered his head, curled up his knees, stretched out his hands and hugged him, the whole body was in a ball, and my whole body exuded the breath of unhappy, I need to coax.

This makes the system feel distressed to death.

The system asked carefully: [Little Master, do you remember it all? 】

【Um. 】

Bai Chen responded softly to the system, and didn't want to continue talking. He was both wronged and angry now.

The system thought about it and took all the errors to its own body, saying: [It's all my fault. I didn't figure out the timeline, so I sent the little master over and made the little master wronged. 】

Bai Chen remained silent.

The system panicked even more: [Little Master, don't cry. 】

Bai Chen buried his head on his knees and choked, his mouth flattened, [I didn't cry. He is the villain. 】

He obviously recognized him, and let go, and ended up pinching him.

His neck was pinched, and he couldn't breathe so painfully, he was crying uncomfortably.

[Big bad guy, big bad guy. 】

Bai Chen bit his lip and cursed.

This makes the system feel bad, and at the same time it is more self-blaming, how can it send the little master to this point in time?

Bai Chen said angrily: "I will ignore him. 】

Listening to Bai Chen's words, the system is even more at a loss, but now the most important thing is to comfort the little master not to let the little master cry.

So the system echoed with his little heart and said: [He is a big villain, a super villain, we ignore him. 】

Bai Chen was still wronged.

He was so wronged, he was not by his side, thinking about this, Bai Chen became even more angry and wronged.

No matter how the system comforts it, it can’t be comforted. The ants on the hot pot suddenly become anxious, [Little Master, let’s take a look at the mission information of this world first. 】

Since comfort doesn't work, divert attention.

When Bai Chen heard it, he was quiet for a while, then said: [Pass it to me. 】

Sure enough, this method is still useful.

The system heaved a sigh of relief, and then transmitted the world's information to Bai Chen at the fastest speed.

In this world, Bai Chen's identity is the little emperor of the Great Kingdom who has just succeeded to the throne for three years, named Xuanyuanyan.

Although Xuanyuanyan was an emperor and enjoyed the luxurious life of the emperor, he had no real power in his hands. His only role was to display it for the people of the country and comfort the hearts of the people.

But it wasn't like this at the beginning, Xuanyuanyan still had a lot of power when he first inherited the throne, but he had lost his power as the emperor.

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