Hu Hai stared at Song Lin intently, grabbed the wine glass from Song Lin's hand, drank it all in one gulp, and pretended to ask casually: "Song Lin, if His Highness dies, will you shed a tear for His Highness?"
Song Lin took the wine glass from Hu Hai's hand and said with a smile, "As long as Song Lin is by His Highness's side, Your Highness will not die."
Hu Hai smiled bitterly, "Everyone is destined to die.
Even if His Highness becomes the emperor of the Qin Dynasty, he will not be able to avoid death.
Your Highness knows that Song Lin is an extraordinary human being, but when gods and immortals are wiped out, how can you ensure that I am a mortal?"
I won’t die.
His Highness just wants to know your answer, Song Lin.”
"Ever since his father was killed by his mother, Song Lin has entered the devil's way.
He can't cry or laugh.
Only after meeting His Highness did Song Lin learn to laugh.
As for crying, I don't know if Song Lin can learn it."
Hu Hai was stunned.
He didn't know that Song Lin had such a tragic experience.
This reminded him of Song Lin's indifferent expression when he met him.
He stared at him for a long time, looking at his cold face, feeling that if he smiled, he would be unparalleled in the world, even more beautiful than Fusu.
Hu Hai immediately spent a lot of money to buy him.
After taking him back to the palace, Hu Hai tried his best to teach him to laugh and make him laugh.
The first time Song Lin smiled at him, he felt that nothing in the world was more important than protecting his smile.
In fact, Song Lin's words were half true and half false, but he could not laugh or cry for a while.
However, before Chi Xuan sent him to the human world, he found the Demon Clan's Smiling Messenger to teach him how to laugh, a gentle smile. , a smile that melts people’s hearts.
"How can I let you cry, Song Lin?
I want to sit on the dragon chair with Song Lin and look at the world with a smile.
The people who built the Great Wall sent a message saying that Fusu was seriously injured and unconscious.
This wish will come true soon.
It can be achieved.”
"If he is just seriously injured and unconscious, his Madam Yun can quickly cure him.
That Madam Yun is as extraordinary as Song Lin.
In fact, you don't need to kill Fusu.
It doesn't matter whether he dies or not.
Your father The emperor has been cast on the soul by me, and you can take the throne at any time."
"Song Lin, you don't know the situation in the DPRK.
Fusu has many supporters, and those people have heavy troops.
On the surface, Li Si cooperated with us because of Li Aran's coercion and inducement, but after all, Li Aran married Fusu, and she is Fusu's first wife, as long as Fusu After ascending the throne, she is the queen.
There is still a difference between a royal relative and a minister.
If I were to ascend the throne, it would not be of any benefit to him.
At most, I would still be the prime minister like I am now.
He would not be so scheming.
It’s not worth the risk.”
Song Lin smiled slightly and said in a gentle tone, "I can't help him."
When Hu Hai discovered that Song Lin was not a mortal, he did not feel any fear.
On the contrary, he could not see through Song Lin's painstaking planning for him to ascend the throne.
He had never thought about being an emperor.
He had been I know how tiring it is to be an emperor.
He is cynical, he is uninhibited, he likes to be at ease and enjoy everything he likes.
He doesn't care if the world says he is arrogant and extravagant, or that he plays with things and loses his ambition.
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He just wanted to look like a playboy in front of the emperor and everyone, so that the emperor would let him go and not give him any high expectations, and no one would encourage him to fight for the throne.
Song Lin came and everything changed.
Yunqiong lay beside Fusu's bed all night.
She has been sleepy all day recently, but she has nightmares when she falls asleep.
Fusu's accident frightened her even more.
She was like a frightened bird.
She was not on guard for a moment, and she was exhausted mentally and physically.
Just as he fell asleep, he was awakened by a nightmare.
Yun Qiong rubbed her sore eyes, yawned, and tried to go back to sleep.
Suddenly feeling a cold air behind her, Yun Qiong was startled and turned around, only to see Yan Suyuan standing there, looking at her intently.
"Brother Youming, why did you come to the mortal world?
People from the ghost tribe are not allowed to come to the mortal world at will.
It will consume their vitality."
Yan Suyuan looked at Feng Zhirong blankly, "Zhirong, would you like to come back to Netherworld Mansion with me?"
"Not good.
Zhirong has already found her beloved in the mortal world and married him.
Zhirong will always be with him in the mortal world."
Suddenly, Yan Suyuan looked resentful, grabbed Zhirong's hand and pointed at Fusu, "This mortal man will only hurt you.
Look at how exhausted you are now, you are still the same cheerful and casual Zhirong."
"Brother Youming, everyone has to grow up, and Zhirong is no exception.
Zhirong suffered various injuries in the mortal world, but Zhirong doesn't feel sad.
As long as Fusu is by my side, I am content. ” "You must leave me.
I, Yan Suyuan, cannot see you Zhirong hurt.
You have done so many things for him.
What has he done for you?
Such a person is not worthy of Zhirong and you.
I know you You can't live in Netherworld for a long time, so I found a place for you in the fairy world."
"Anyway, I won't leave.
Brother Youming, you know how stubborn Zhirong is.
If you continue to force Zhirong like this, Zhirong will have to pretend that she doesn't know you."
"Zhirong, you will regret it.
Once a mortal relies on the contribution of a person, he will always be addicted to this dependence until the person who contributed is squeezed out of flesh and blood and no bones are left."
"Brother Youming, these words are not like you at all.
When did you become so extreme?
Sister Lingsu will definitely scold you if she hears you say such things."
Yan Suyuan's eyes turned red, she pulled out the Yuanhong Sword, pointed at Fusu's chest, and threatened Feng Zhirong, "If you don't leave, I will let this mortal man end his short life as soon as possible."
Feng Zhirong took the sword from Yan Suyuan's hand and said, "Brother Youming, you are filled with a strong aura of hostility.
Just pretend what happened today to Zhirong didn't happen.
It seems that the matter of Zi Zhushu has not been resolved.
In any case, you should first Return to Kunming Lunxu, drive away the anger to avoid going crazy.
If Fusu dies, do you think Zhirong will survive?
Even if you can save Zhirong's life, Zhirong will only live in pain and resent you for the rest of her life. " Yan Suyuan sneered, waved her sleeves and left, "I can't stand up to a mortal man.
No wonder the ghost tribe has always been looked down upon by the fairy world."
Feng Zhirong had no idea what the relationship was between the two things Yan Suyuan said.
She was very worried about Yan Suyuan.
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Compared with the warm Yan Suyuan of the past, the Yan Suyuan of today was like two people.
The violent energy in him seemed to come from the violent energy that corroded the purple zhu tree, but it was a little different.
Feng Zhirong couldn't tell what was different.
After Yan Suyuan left, Feng Zhirong felt uneasy and released the Five Elements Gu to guard around Fusu.
After giving detailed instructions, she went to Netherworld Mansion.
Yan Lingsu was very surprised by the arrival of Yufeng Zhirong.
She has recently been troubled by the withering of the purple zhu tree and the hundreds of thousands of ghosts in the underworld.
"Is Brother Netherworld back?"
"Why do you suddenly ask about this?
Not long after you left last time, Su Yuan returned to Kunlunxu.
Could it be that Su Yuan went to find you?"
"Brother Youming came to see me just now.
Brother Youming became very extreme, and there was a violent aura about him.
I thought it was because he was contaminated by the violent aura of the Purple Zhushu, but it seems not.
Sister Lingsu, please stay here He definitely didn’t have any anger in his body in Netherworld.
If he had stayed in Kunlunxu, how could he be full of anger?
“Will Brother Netherworld be used by the demons?”