When I Abandoned the Protagonist

The candle beside the bed was re-lit by half, allowing the warm orange light to illuminate the direction of the head of the bed. But because the light is not so bright, most of the room is still in dim shadow.

The more confused the light, the more ambiguous the shadow swaying between the window lattices.

Especially when Xiao Miyun was sitting beside the bed with the quilt in his arms, he realized that he seemed to have been tricked into the bed by the king of Zhenbei again.

When he tilted his head to look at each other, the little emperor found that Su Mingxiu was really interested in reading the book at night, so he hurriedly let go of the quilt in his arms and rushed over to take this Take the book back.

"It's just a book of words bought at the stall. How can such vulgar things be worthy of sullying the eyes of the right minister?"

Perfunctory clichés come at your fingertips.

But listening to her tone, and looking at her slouching posture while leaning on the bed, it's really hard to tell how much "lucky for three lives" means.

The little emperor decided to quickly wrap himself in a quilt, so that he would not have to look at Su Mingxiu's thoughts after reading this third-rate storybook with himself as the protagonist. But she had just drilled in there when the book was suddenly thrown back in front of her.

Xiao Miyun: "?"

Can you hear what a man can say?

She hesitated for a while while holding the book, and saw Su Mingxiu closing her eyes and moving her thin lips in the shadow of the bedside, "If Your Majesty is tired, I can also let the maid come in—"

"No!"

Xiao Miyun thought that this story had to be read from the mouth of a stranger, and then she and Su Mingxiu listened together, she wished she could dig a crack on the spot and get into the ground.

She gave Su Mingxiu a hypocritical smirk, "The Chancellor of the Right was injured today to save me, I will keep it in my heart, if you can get a good night's sleep for the Chancellor of the Right, it's a small matter such as studying. worth it."

The person who was half leaning on the bed didn't need to open his eyes to know how reluctant she was to say this.

But she didn't answer.

Xiao Miyun flipped through the book and decided to start reading from the end, so as to end her torture as soon as possible. Previously, she only read the beginning of the booth in front of the booth. When she looked at it now, she found that it was all the dirty things that were rolling in the red waves, and the end was an extremely ambiguous paragraph—

She had to turn back.

Dirty! filthy! Down-stream!

"Uh..." Xiao Miyun, who had nowhere to speak, was silent for a long time, and then began to hum a series of sounds like a mosquito buzzing as if he had turned on double speed.

Su Ming Embroidery: ?

She lifted one eyelid lazily, "Is Your Majesty studying or eating?"

Xiao Miyun neither wanted to miss nor eat, she began to tear the book, but just as she made the move, the book was taken back by Su Mingxiu, her eyes turned left and right, and suddenly she went to The quilt fell down, "Oh, my stomach suddenly hurts a little, oh..."

, It is said that His Majesty's diet has been tried by people, and now he has abdominal pain symptoms..."

"Why don't you invite the doctor to take a look at your majesty?"

"No need!" Xiao Miyun pretended to have a stomachache, and immediately let go.

But the king of Zhenbei persevered and blocked her words, "Your Majesty's body is the foundation of the country, how can you seek medical treatment? The thief who sneaked into the kitchen was caught out—"

Let her go on, Xiao Miyun will not think about it tonight, she quickly grabbed the book in Su Mingxiu's hand back, no matter which paragraph she turned, and started immediately He read aloud with emotion and emotion: "It is said that the emperor encountered a difficult situation in the dynasty today, and someone invited the king of Zhenbei to come to the Qinzheng Palace to discuss matters. After three quarters of an hour, the Qinzheng Palace screened the left and right palace people, and the emperor sat in the Shuanglongxizhujin. On the chair, I heard the footsteps of the person coming, I couldn't wait to meet it, and whispered 'Sister Su'..."

"yue."

As soon as I read this, Xiao Miyun couldn't help expressing her thoughts after reading it.

She tried hard not to look at Su Mingxiu's expression after reading, and continued to be an emotional reading machine, "As soon as the intimacy came out, I saw a deep affection in the eyes of the King of Zhenbei. The sound of the belt ring falling to the ground sounded in the palace hall..."

The little emperor can't read anymore.

It's all written here, even a fool knows what's going to happen next. So she promptly threw the book out of the bed and dug into the quilt, "I'm sleepy, I'll read again tomorrow, the right minister has a good dream."

Su Mingxiu only read the beginning, knowing that this is a story about the two of them as the protagonists. But I didn't expect this book to be a color creation under the skin of a fan creation.

But because the other protagonist acted more socially dead than her, Su Mingxiu had a leisurely joke: "What is the dream? The story in this book?"

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

She rolled in the blanket, twisted for a while, and then muttered, "My back hurts."

Su Mingxiu initially thought she was making excuses to avoid embarrassment. But when his thoughts changed, thinking of the slap she was slapped by that Turk today, he pulled away her quilt and fished out the people inside: "Take off the shirt."

Little Emperor: "?"

She stared at Su Mingxiu, who had just said the words of the tiger and wolf, with extra alert eyes. It was obvious that she had not come out of the story just now.

"I heard that this foreign country has some secret methods, which can kill people invisibly. If the emperor procrastinates again, he will turn into a ball of water in his room in a while, but it will be too late."

Frightened by the terrifying picture she described, Xiao Miyun, who was still shrinking like a quail, shook her hands and began to unbutton her clothes. Su Mingxiu patiently waited for her for a long time. Turning his back, revealing the back that had been slapped in the day and only felt just now, and saw the bright purple handprints on the white skin.

The edges are also bluish.

How to see how to carry poison.

Su Mingxiu's face changed immediately, and he instructed the people waiting outside the house to call the doctor, and then bring the imperial doctor from the palace-

The mansion was lit up again late at night.

When the imperial physicians were "invited" out of the palace by the National People's Congress of the King of Zhenbei, everyone was extremely flustered, and when they found out that the person to be treated was the emperor, they were relieved. But after judging the emperor's symptoms, their panic reached its peak.

Seeing that the consultations of the imperial physicians have been delayed without results, the little emperor who is lying on the bed of Su Ming embroidered the magpie's nest in the house, only felt her chest tightness, shortness of breath, and panic, she looked blankly at Above his head, he whispered to the purple clothed man in Yu Guangli, "Are I going to die?"

Su Mingxiu was asking the system about her symptoms, but she was not in a hurry to answer her, but then she heard the little girl say, "It's okay to die, I'm not a good emperor, only He will listen to what the thieves say, and let people play around. If this dragon chair was replaced by the right minister, the world would have been too peaceful."

Hearing that she had begun to say her last words, Su Mingxiu, who had just received the result, wanted to interrupt her without a smile, "How good the emperor is, after a hundred years, there will be comments from descendants, your majesty does not need to In a hurry at this moment-"

She leaned over and stared at Xiao Miyun's eyes, the black eyes that used to make people feel terrifying and dare not look directly at him, but now they are still dark, but for no reason Xiao Miyun Miyun felt that the disturbed heart calmed down.

"What's more, the chaos in this world is the masterpiece of the previous emperor. As the saying goes, the father's debts are repaid by the sons. Since His Majesty is on the throne, he should seek his government. What is the expectation of the people?"

After saying this, she went outside to find an imperial doctor to negotiate and solve the problems in the little emperor's body.

No matter how much debt you have, as long as Xiao Miyun's poison can be transferred to her, the little emperor's health should be fine.

The question is how to switch.

After listening to her words, the people from the Taiyuan Hospital all knelt on the ground and persuaded her to think twice.

Su Mingxiu doesn't care about this, she is even more reluctant to reveal her physical condition to others.

So after the Taiyuan Hospital negotiated a plan, I deliberately called only the doctor who accompanied me in the army to assess my condition.

"Your Majesty... this matter must not be..."

The doctor said to her worriedly, "My lord, this old disease has not yet healed, and now he is injured, and if he planted this poison again, I am afraid—"

"It doesn't matter, you just need to tell me that the method of the Tai Hospital is effective."

"Uh..." The doctor in the army did not speak, but the little emperor who had been resting in the inner room got out of bed at some point and listened to the conversation between her and the doctor, with a very complicated expression .

Before saving her, she only thought that the king of Zhenbei had other plans, or was too lazy to deal with the gossip of the soldiers, or suddenly wanted to save her on a whim.

Yes.

Now why?

Why are you willing to transfer the poison on her body? Is she worth it?

Isn’t this person telling Ah Yue that the puppet emperor is stupid and difficult to teach, so why not sit on the throne himself to be more comfortable?

As long as she Xiao Miyun dies, who can resist Su Mingxiu becoming emperor?

She turned and went back to the bed with a heavy heart, her mind was fluctuating, and the waves did not go away for a long time.

When Su Mingxiu returned to the house, she heard the person on the bed suddenly ask: "Why save me?"

Of course it was because she was dying, Su Mingxiu thought, this country is without a single day. But it is impossible to be without a ruler for a day. As long as he is taught well, Xiao Miyun can still become a generation of wise rulers.

She didn't answer, she just walked to the bed and raised her hand to help the little emperor up.

But Xiao Miyun's eyes stared straight at her, she had never been so bold before, Su Mingxiu also looked back, for some unknown reason, she suddenly heard the little emperor make a sound Said: "Could it be that the Prime Minister of the Right..."

"Do you like me?"

Rao was as calm as Su Mingxiu, and was also shocked by her bold guess.

Before she wanted to, she simply agreed to this unreliable guess, lest the little emperor would waste his mind on her from time to time to think about it, and then listen to the little emperor talking to himself He said, "No."

"That's who the right prime minister once liked. That person looks a lot like me, right?"

"Ugh...!"