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If he wanted to keep Zhao Yuannan here, he would have to get past Dongfang Weiming.

Dongfang Weiming said, "Not long ago, the Emperor ordered for Zhao Si's entire clan to be exterminated. This does not have imperial records, but now he wants to forgive Zhao Si Zhi's son. A sinner was a sinner, he could not be left alive if he wanted to die! Didn't the Emperor understand the principle of letting the tiger return to the mountain? "

Zhao Jing gambled, gambled on a calamity, "But you said before that we are the emperor, the masters of the world!"

If she won, she would be able to survive. If I lose … She would die together with Zhao Yuannan! This still depended on how much weight she had in Dongfang Weiming's heart!

Before his mother died, she had said that Dongfang Weiming would not dare to kill her.

Even though Zhao Jing did not know the reason, but Dongfang Weiming expending so much energy to bring her back from the countryside, and did not hesitate to kill her mother to protect her daughter's identity, must have had other motives!

Wiping away his tears, Zhao Jing opened his eyes wide as he stared at Dongfang Weiming.

Dongfang Weiming was startled, he did not think that the crying Zhao Jing would suddenly have such an aura.

"I want him alive!" Zhao Jing said, "In the future, you will serve beside us. Anyone who dares to touch him will be executed for his crimes!"

Inside and outside the black mass of kneeling, the servants did not dare to breathe out, much less raise their heads.

"The Emperor destroyed his entire clan, but he still wants to keep him?" Dongfang Weiming squatted down, maintaining a level view with Zhao Jing, "The emperor has thought about it before, if he wants to avenge his father, when the emperor isn't prepared, you can put the blade against his neck …"

"This servant doesn't dare!" Zhao Yuannan immediately changed his words and became extremely terrified, "This servant will definitely serve Your Majesty with all my heart, I absolutely do not dare to have any second thoughts! Your servant's life was given to you by the emperor, your servant … "

Dongfang Weiming coughed lightly, interrupting Zhao Yuannan's words.

"I'm not afraid!" Zhao Jing looked at Dongfang Weiming, but did not dare to look straight into his eyes. Dongfang Weiming's eyes were too cold, like a cold night in the desert, causing her to unconsciously shrink back.

After a while, Dongfang Weiming slowly stood up, and a look of disdain surfaced on his lifeless face.

It was a disdain towards the Young Man, a ridicule towards the cautious machine! What could be hidden from his eyes? It was just a stubborn, self-righteous, and intelligent young man. It was hard to tell if he was old or smart! If he was able to reach his current state, how could it be something that Zu Yin could do?

"The word 'servant' really changes his mouth fast!" Dongfang Weiming gently held Zhao Jing's hand, and turned into a light smile. It was as if the unhappiness just now was just a farce.

He led her back, and she let him hold her hand. He was clearly a cold-blooded and ruthless person, but his palm was as warm as a heart!

"Since you want to be a servant of the Emperor, then go report your dao in Imperial Palace Services Office!" Dongfang Weiming said.

With that said, Zhao Yuannan who was outside immediately cried out, "Your majesty, spare me … "Your Majesty, don't …"

Zhao Jing's heart thumped, he was at a loss of what to do, "What kind of place is the Imperial Palace Services Office?" She fiercely flung Dongfang Weiming's hands away, grabbed her clothes and ran back, she could not let anyone kill Zhao Yuannan. If he was left without help in the future, Zhao Jing would be no different from dead!

Outside one of the doors, Zhao Jing stopped in her tracks.

There were guards outside the door, and a screen was separating them inside. Standing outside the screen, Zhao Jing could clearly see the scene inside. With just a few glances, Zhao Jing's small body couldn't help but tremble. Even if her mother had died, she had never been as afraid as she was now …

In the next moment, Zhao Jing carried the corner of his dragon robe and crazily ran outwards, crashing into Dongfang Weiming's embrace. She ran too fast and almost bounced off the ground. Fortunately, she was pulled back into Dongfang Weiming's embrace.

Dongfang Weiming was like a benevolent elder as he caressed her back and comforted her softly, "Since the Emperor wants to keep him, then we must follow the rules of the palace! Even if the Emperor was the emperor, the emperor still had their own ancestral rules and laws! Zhao Yuannan can be forgiven for his death sentence, but cannot be forgiven for living, if not how can it be used to cover the mouth of this unruly crowd? "

Zhao Jing raised his head to look at him, and it was as if he had truly seen the devil in the world.

In a daze, she seemed to have returned to the room.

Zhao Yuannan was pressed down on the bed by a few elderly eunuchs, who tied his hands to the bedposts with cloth straps and stuffed them into his mouth, preventing him from screaming. The eunuchs were playing with his younger brother without restraint. They were extremely excited. Accompanying the eunuch's slightly agitated and heavy breathing, that lustre like jade object was slowly stuffed into his space.

Separated by a screen, Zhao Jing saw that thing, it was so thick and long …

How much pain should it hurt?

Zhao Yuannan's lower body was covered in blood!

Zhao Yuannan cried, Zhao Jing cried as well. She had never thought that human nature could be this vile! Killing was simply impossible, and such humiliation made her feel even worse than killing Zhao Yuannan. I will not kill Born, but Born will be humiliated because of me …

The wind blew against the half-opened window frame, making creaking sounds. Dongfang Weiming's voice faintly sounded beside his ears: As in the past, Liu Ying was an example of a tiger being raised. Since the Emperor insisted on staying, the only thing he could do was to first send the Emperor over to the Imperial Palace Services Office to properly train him.

With an alarmed cry, Zhao Jing sat up, his face full of tears.

The Qianyuan Hall was still the Qianyuan Hall, and it was empty without a single person.

"Dongfang Weiming, you lied to me!"