After Huangfuxuan's people subdued almost all the people in the hall, he breathed a sigh of relief, walked a few steps forward with a righteous face, and said, "Brother, today is your birthday.
I have something to say. ” One sentence clearly expressed his attitude.
Even if he smiled elegantly, it was because he was determined to win the throne.
Huangfu Xiao glanced at his uncle and finally lowered his gaze.
Even the strong smell of blood in the hall did not bring any discomfort.
On the contrary, there was a flash of scarlet in those clear eyes.
The little emperor's silence made Huangfuxuan lose face again.
He gritted his teeth and spat: "The emperor has been sitting in this position for seven years and has been a puppet for several years.
It is better for someone else to sit here."
Even in half a year, the little emperor has changed a lot.
But in Huangfuxuan's eyes, he, the emperor, was always a puppet and useless.
What would he be if not for a regent?
Those who are close to vermilion are red; those who are close to ink are black.
After being around Shen Ziyu for a long time, Huangfu Xiao yawned lazily, probably because of her influence.
Not only was he not unhappy at the male protagonist's behavior and questions: I'm happy to be the emperor's puppet.
Fuck you. thing "Change someone else."
Huangfu Xiao pretended to be deep in thought, lowered his head and muttered, "I think this is a good idea."
Huangfu Xuan's face was filled with joy, thinking that the emperor brother was finally afraid: "The emperor brother still knows the general situation, until I sit in this position to face you, the emperor brother."
Before Huangfuxuan finished speaking, he heard the little emperor interrupting and turned his head to face Shen Ziyu, who was doing nothing but lazily: "Well, uncle, do you want to sit in this seat?"
"No."
Shen Ziyu glanced at the little emperor's dragon chair.
It was cold and hard.
It was better to sleep in bed for a while.
Especially listening to so many ministers nagging all day long makes my ears almost calloused.
Your Majesty, you will lose us if you do this.
Huangfu Xiao looked aggrieved, and there was no trace of disgust in her words.
Although he thinks so now, he can't express his dislike too obviously now that he is the emperor.
So, little emperor, have you forgotten how much you longed for yourself to take power?
I don't remember Little emperor, do you still remember how much you wanted to let your uncle, the emperor, die?
I don't have The pride on Huangfu Xuan's face didn't last long, and the two people sitting there were trembling with anger.
These two people are simply born to defeat themselves.
However, he breathed a sigh of relief when he thought that he still held the biggest secret about the regent.
Take a deep breath and try to calm your heartbeat: "Brother, if you are sensible, you should hurry up and write the imperial edict of succession."
Huangfu Xiao moved his eyes away from Shen Ziyu, and when he was sitting on the male protagonist's body, he was no longer so perverse: "I'm asking Uncle Huang, what did you say?"
The disregard and indifference in his eyes stimulated another source of Huangfuxuan's memory: it was very much like the way his father looked at him back then.
Why, he is obviously your son, why do you have to be so partial?
Even if he was kind to you, he would not be forced into the palace today.
"Imperial brother, you'd better understand the current situation clearly, and it's more appropriate to speak before you speak."
Huangfuxuan didn't want to keep pretending to him, so he just cut off his face, holding the heavy sword in his hand to increase his strength, "If the emperor doesn't agree, Then keep your life here.” aa2705221: