Male God, a Little Su

He coughed a few more times, especially today, "Then one night, I saw her come back in a messy dress, and forced her out of anger. She is very good and loyal to me, I sometimes think... If If I knew it in the first place, maybe it wouldn't have happened so much."

Song Qinglan doesn't understand love and doesn't want to.

Love is too hurtful.

He pursed his lips, and finally only spit out two words dryly, "Sorry."

"Condolences?" Song Guanzhi smiled, and wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, "I'm really bad, and I'm not good to her, but she doesn't hate me. But I can't forgive myself. Back then, so many people begged for mercy, but I didn't. I want to abolish her inner strength, because of selfishness. I even want to imprison her, only I can see her. The fire was so big that day, how much pain did it burn on her? She usually looks strong, but in fact The most squeamish and afraid of pain, but she can't get out, and no one can help her."

Song Qinglan didn't know why, but her eyes were sour.

The pair of peach blossom eyes appeared in his mind, the eyes were extremely dark, as if covered with a layer of mist, mysterious and confusing. He couldn't help it, and wanted to fall into her eyes.

The idea just came up.

Song Qinglan's heart trembled, and she hurriedly pinched herself.

He really is crazy!

That woman is poisonous, and those who contaminate her will not end well!

Song Qinglan didn't speak, and was a quiet listener. He understood that Song Guanzhi just wanted to talk and didn't need him to do anything.

Song Guanzhi coughed a few times and smiled softly.

"What happened today, suddenly it became nagging——"

His low sigh made Song Qinglan even more sad. He knew that this was because Song Guanzhi was tired and he didn't want to continue.

People who were cold at the beginning will one day be trapped by love.

"Brother..."

"Want to be king?"

A sentence fell from the top of his head, almost blinding Song Qinglan. He knelt down in a panic, "Brother Huang is the emperor's criminal subject and he is convinced, and he will never dare to covet the throne.

"Hey--"

Song Guanzhi shook his head, "It's not a bad thing to have ambition, but it's a bad thing to have too much ambition. You go first, I want to be alone for a while."

Song Qinglan hesitated for a moment, then left in a confused manner.

That night, he slept soundly on the concubine's bed, when the bell rang suddenly, and Song Qinglan sat up in shock.

Boom, boom, boom—

One after another, the bells echoed over the capital.

Song Qinglan slid off the bed, thinking of what Song Guanzhi had said to him today, he was flustered and confused. Kneeling softly to the ground, he kowtowed heavily.

His head was pressed against the cold floor tiles, and the coldness spread all over his body.

"Brother--"

In the middle of the night, when the imperial decree was issued to the Fourth Prince's Mansion, Song Qinglan couldn't recover.

On the contrary, the side concubine was so happy that she was about to faint.

The emperor passed the throne to the prince? Will she be the queen in the future? !

"My lord, my lord? Eunuch Li is still waiting for your order!" She pushed Song Qinglan's arm.

"Yes Yes……"

Song Qinglan vaguely stretched out her hands to pick it up, and said in a conditional manner, "Criminal thank you Lord Longen—"

"Oh, lord, from now on, you are the emperor!"

Song Qinglan passively pulled up and hurriedly got on the sedan chair.

"Your Majesty, a country cannot be without a ruler for a day. There are still many things in the court that you need to preside over. Come and enter the palace with your servants!"