King Beijing's hemostatic medicine was really effective. After applying it for two steps, the blood from the wound stopped immediately, and the only thing left was the heart-wrenching pain.

I didn't seem to feel any pain when I was bleeding, but now the blood has stopped, but it hurts even more.

The wound was so painful. When he lowered his head and saw the blood on his body, Jia Cong couldn't help but feel extremely upset. Recently, I don't know if he was offended by Tai Sui and was frequently injured.

If he had known this, he wouldn't have gone out. At least he should have asked Miaoyu to dig a divination first and then go out.

"Cong'er... what do you think... the blood has stopped... do you feel strange?"

The emperor stood aside and was at a loss, his face full of care.

Seeing the initiator, Jia Cong felt even more unhappy. If he hadn't been suspicious all day long and felt that everyone in the world wanted to harm him, he wouldn't have been hurt.

"Uh...I...I...I...the wound is numb...there are so many butterflies in front of me...The emperor...my heartbeats so hard...it seems to be about to jump out of my mouth..."

He couldn't say it, and he didn't dare to beat and scold him. Jia Cong decided to talk nonsense.

"What... Cong'er... you... what... what butterfly you said..."

The emperor screamed after hearing this, completely forgot the demeanor and calmness that the superiors should have.

"I said...I..."

Jia Cong's body shook and almost fell to the ground. The emperor was so panicked that he rushed over and helped him stabilize.

"Cong... Cong... Er... What's wrong with you... Do you feel uncomfortable?"

The emperor was immediately frightened and his voice was trembling.

"No... nothing... now it's fine... I just want to... sleep... so sleepy..."

Jia Cong continued to pretend, but the emperor was so shocked that his face turned pale.

"King Beijing is so brave...I...I...I...I destroy his nine clans..."

The emperor's face suddenly changed drastically, and his ruthlessness looked scared Jia Cong.

This joke seemed to be a bit big. He forgot that it was no one else in front of him, but the Nine Five Supremes who held the power of life and death in the world, and he would kill whoever he wanted.

"The emperor...may...no...no...no...the emperor still needs King Beijing to work hard for the emperor..."

Jia Cong tried his best to find a supplement.

"Hmph...I...I...I...Some people...I can keep my country by myself..."

The emperor gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Your Majesty... I... don't seem to be that uncomfortable... I... the butterflies have all flew away..."

Jia Cong started talking nonsense, looking at the void, his eyes a little confused.

The emperor was even more panicked when he saw Jia Cong. His beloved relatives would never betray his relatives in this world, his wife and eldest son, seemed to have such confused eyes when they parted with him forever.

He seemed to have been poisoned and was destined to be alone for the rest of his life. No one he believed in wholeheartedly could be with him.

"Cong'er...you..."

The emperor's eyes were so red that he was a little afraid of others. If this young man died seriously, it was all because of him. He regretted it and shouldn't have doubted him.

But he had no choice but to do so. Everyone in the world was coveting his dragon throne and wanted him to die. He had to be careful.

"The emperor... I... I... grass people... grass people... grass people... are much more comfortable... you... let go of me..."

Jia Cong felt extremely uncomfortable when he was hugged tightly by the emperor.

"You...you really feel better?"

The emperor didn't believe it, and hugged him tighter.

"Ahem cough cough..."

Jia Cong was almost too much to breathe, and hurriedly begged in a low voice: "Emperor..., Caomin, Caomin seems to be... OK..."

"alright?"

The emperor was extremely surprised. He quickly looked down and saw Jia Cong staring at him with bright eyes, his eyes were clear and energetic, without any confusion as he had just now.

"Well... it seems to be much better..."

The emperor was overjoyed.

"Yes... Caomin is really much better... his head is much clearer... his neck doesn't hurt much..."

Jia Cong hurriedly told him, feeling secretly amused. Unfortunately, the cunning flashed in his eyes was caught by the emperor.

"Oh... King Beijing didn't do anything in the medicine..."

The emperor breathed a sigh of relief, but then he became suspicious. Just now, Jia Cong acted too hard, and now he is getting too fast, and there is also the joke in his eyes. After all, the emperor is not a fool.

"Cong'er, are you really doing well?"

The emperor asked with a smile, with a dangerous aura in his tone.

"Caomin... seems...I don't know... I suddenly had some headache..."

Jia Cong heard something wrong and hurriedly changed his words.

"Cong'er, do you know the crime of deceiving the king? That is to destroy the nine clans..."

The emperor's face suddenly changed, faster than reading books.

"This... Caomin... has never committed such a serious crime... I don't know..."

Jia Cong stared at the gradually ferocious face of the Supreme Lord in front of him, and his heart began to feel upset.

"Haha... I'll tell you... As long as I give orders, your sisters who are like flowers will not be able to save their heads. I heard that you have a very close sister in the mansion. What's the name? What's the name? Why can't I remember it for a while?"

The emperor had a stern face, rolled his eyes, and frowned, as if he was thinking hard.

"Ah...this..."

Jia Cong instantly felt cold sweat wet his back. If he cut his head, he might not care about his death calmly, but if he used his relative's lives to coerce him, he would almost be hit every time.

"Oh... it seems that the surname is Lin... it seems that he is the daughter of the Yan Yan Censor. I heard that he is very beautiful, so why is he called Lin?"

The emperor stared at Jia Cong's pale face in an instant, and suddenly felt very happy. A little brat who was too naughty to deal with was suddenly made to obey, which naturally made people feel very happy.

"The emperor...the emperor...the grass people..."

Jia Cong was really scared, so he grabbed the emperor's sleeve and was about to beg him but heard him shouting happily: "Oh, Lin Daiyu, I remembered that girl is called Lin Daiyu!"

Jia Cong was so scared that his whole body was trembling, his eyes were full of begging, which made the emperor feel very happy.

"Caomin... I will never dare again next time..."

"Oh... So you are really teasing me... You are so brave!"

"The emperor... the grass people did not mean it..."

"Is that so? Haha..."

"The grass people...the grass people... I really feel that the emperor is extremely close... I forgot about it for a moment... The emperor spares the grass people... I dare not..."

"Haha, close, how close are I and you?"

"The grass people...the grass people dare not say..."

"Say! I forgive you for not guilty!"

"Caomin... really dare not..."

"Haha, very good, then you can wait for me to punish you."

The emperor was indifferent, but Jia Cong was really anxious. Once the ancestor in front of him really spoke and asked him to take back his life, it would be very difficult, and he dared not gamble.

"Father... Caomin is like a father who is the emperor..."

Jia Cong cried, tears flowing, one because of fear, and the other because of shame.
Chapter completed!