Sima Xiangle sat on the throne with her butt, her eyes were a little distracted, and she murmured: "If I had known this, I would have known this."

Sima Wende shook Sima Xiangle's arm and asked, "Father, where are people? Where are they? Why don't they do it?"

Yuan Shixin looked at the little emperor who was at a loss and patted his hands gently.

The figure flashes,

Eighteen figures appeared in the imperial study room in one stroke and knelt in front of Yuan Shixin.

Yuan Shixin looked at Sima Wende and asked, "Your Majesty, are you talking about these people?"

Sima Xiangle closed his eyes slightly, shook his head, and said softly: "De'er, remember, you must survive~"

Sima Wende ignored Sima Xiangle. He was a little crazy and shouted at the eighteen eunuchs kneeling there: "Do it, I will order you to do it! You can see clearly that I am the emperor, where is Zhao Diaosi? Zhao Diaosi, come out for me!"

As an emperor, he has never roared like today since he sat on the dragon throne.

Yuan Shixin smiled, looked at Sima Wende and asked, "Take it? What does Your Majesty want them to do? Tell me and let the old minister listen. Don't forget, I am your 'Xiangfu'!"

After saying that, he glanced at Sima Xiangle and said, "You are just an abolished emperor, why should Zhao Diaosi work for you? It seems that you have not figured out why the national master wanted to abolish you. Whether you are licentious or enjoying yourself, he can tolerate these things, but you favor treacherous people, which he absolutely does not want to see. It's ridiculous that you actually tried your best to get Zhao Diaosi back to your side, trying to rely on a eunuch to deal with your true nature. No wonder he chose to leave without saying goodbye!"

With a "puff",

Then there was a muffled groan.

Sima Wende stood there blankly, turned his head to look at Sima Xiangle.

Yuan Shixin has turned around.

Before walking out of the imperial study room, he said to the eighteen eunuchs: "Protect your Majesty with me. If your Majesty has any mistakes, then come and see me!"

He walked out of the door with a swagger. Seeing Yuan Shixin walking out of the imperial study without any damage, Sun Diaosi's legs became weak, and he knelt on the ground and his teeth were trembling, saying, "Sir, the Prime Minister, walk slowly!"

Yuan Shixin stopped, raised his foot, but did not kick it down, but stepped on Sun Diaosi's back, crushed it a few times, and snorted coldly and said, "I heard that you have a grudge against Zhao Diaosi?"

Sun Diaosi said tremblingly: "Master, Zhao Diaosi is a young senior. The young man respects him very much and has no grudges."

"Is that true?"

Yuan Shixin took back his feet, lowered his head slightly, and said to Sun Diaosi: "No wonder Zhao Diaosi told me that after you became the chief official of the internal affairs, you took good care of him. He remembered it in his heart and could not repay him. I just wanted you to take care of me."

After hearing what Yuan Shixin said, Sun Diaosi sweated coldly and kept kowtowing, "Prime Minister, please spare me~"

Yuan Shixin chuckled and said, "Where is Sun Diaosi saying this? I dare not treat the dignified internal affairs chief. You are the hero in front of His Majesty. Just say a few good words in front of His Majesty. I will thank the emperor for his grace."

After saying that, Yuan Shixin shook his sleeves and left.

In the imperial study room, Sima Wende looked at Sima Xiangle with half open mouth, stunned.

Then he felt in a daze and sat on the ground.

Sima Xiangle put his forehead on the desk, bowed his body, covered the hilt of the sword with both hands, and blood flowed out from his fingers, drop by drop onto the ground.

In front of Sima Wende's eyes, blood flowers bloomed.

Sima Wende's shoulders began to shake uncontrollably.

Without any strength, he turned his head to Sima Wende and looked blankly, watching tears flowing freely on his son's face, looking at the pale and helpless face.

He seemed to have met the son who cried and shouted "Father" many years ago.

His lips moved slightly, and he was already angry and murmured: "De'er, don't cry, don't cry~"

Sima Wende held his mouth tightly with his right hand, trying his best not to cry, for fear that his crying would cover the faint voice of his father.

Sima Xiangle, who had a little distracted eyes, finally gathered some strength and called softly: "De'er, De'er~"

Sima Wende moved forward a few times, put his face in front of Sima Xiangle, wiped his tears and said: "Father, I'm here, I'm here~"

Sima Xiangle raised his left hand and slowly raised it to get Sima Wende's face.

Sima Wende grabbed Sima Xiangle's hand, pressed it on his face, and whispered: "Father, the child is here."

Sima Xiangle gasped for a few moments, blinked his eyes hard, and finally saw his grown son clearly.

With his fingertips slightly touched Sima Wende's cheek, he tried his best to say, "De'er, you must live, live..."

Sima Wende, who was holding Sima Xiangle's left hand, felt his father's arm sink.

His eyes widened, and finally cried out loud, shouting: "Father~"

Sima Xiangle's right hand had already slid off the hilt of the sword, and he shook for a few times, motionless.

The short sword he was planning to use to kill Yuan Shixin.

Before Sima Wende and Yuan Shixin came to the imperial study, after he made arrangements with the eighteen eunuchs, a short sword crossed his neck.

The one who took action was the leader of these eighteen little eunuchs.

His name is Gong Juren.

This was the eunuch who was once the clerk beside Sima Xiangle, who was forced to abdicate and served as historian, and he regarded him as the person he trusted the most.

It was him who asked Sima Wende to try his best to bring Gong Juren into the palace, just to see him with his own eyes and then make his own plans.

Of course, I also asked when I could finish the story of "Di Chen Qing".

At that time, Gong Juren laughed and said that it would not be too late for me to write after the big thing was done.

Sima Xiangle doesn't like this feeling of being betrayed, and it's even more unbearable than being forced to give up the throne.

Because at that time, his favorite ministers, including Zhao Diaosi and Zhao Qiu, were all punished by the national teacher.

This is called having difficulties together.

Sima Xiang was as happy as if he was so sad that he looked back at Gong Juren and asked, "Why?"

Gong Juren smiled coldly and asked, "You ask me why? Why don't you think about what you did?"

Sima Xiangle shook his head gently and said, "I don't think I have done anything too much to you. On the contrary, I have always treated you well. Could it be that Yuan Shixin promises you a high-ranking official position and a generous salary?"

Gong Juren took back the short sword, and after shedding it, he said to Sima Xiangle: "It's not the case. Supreme Emperor, you are arrogant, but you don't know what we, as a reptile, will think in our hearts. Forget it, it's useless to say this to you. You won't know our state of mind."

Sima Xiangle turned around and looked at Gong Juren, pulled out the short sword from his waist, and said to him: "Give me a reason. Let me tell you, I am not a person who is afraid of life and death. Since I have made up my mind to do this, I have made plans to fail. If you are afraid of death, I can forgive you."

Gong Juren sneered and said, "The Supreme Emperor is kind-hearted. It's a pity that we don't need your forgiveness. Let me tell you, Gong Juren never thought that I was your confidant. All this is just your own thoughts!"

Sima Xiangle's eyes shrank slightly, "The same sentence, why?"

"Why?"

Gong Juren was a little angry and stared at Sima Xiangle and said angrily: "If you hadn't been lewd, my sister would not have been forced into the palace to be selected by those flattering people. What's even more annoying is that it's okay if you look down on me, but you also reward her to your favorite ministers. Do you know why so many people have tried their best to give you selected girls? Do you think they are for you? They are just for their own selfish desires."

Sima Xiangle shook his head and sighed, "Then why did you enter the palace?"

Gong Juren smiled and said with a slutty smile: "Why did I enter the palace? My sister didn't want to be put into the room by the old man with a lot of beards and escaped. The celebrity in front of you was extremely angry. She found an excuse to raid my house. My sister was sold to a brothel, and I became a little eunuch."

Sima Xiangle was silent for a moment, shook his head and said, "Although this matter is related to me, it is not my original intention. If you take your anger on me so much, it is better to wait for my son to get rid of the evil minister, find justice for your family, and confiscate that person's house."

Gong Juren really wanted to stab the person in front of him with a sword, but unfortunately the Prime Minister refused.

He did not want to talk to Sima for too much, so he turned his back and said, "The Supreme Emperor should ask you, whether the Supreme Emperor is dead or alive, it is not the final decision of me, a little eunuch."

Sima Xiangle was silent for a moment, then looked up and asked, "Will the peach blossoms bloom in your lifetime?"

Gong Juren's heart stinged. He didn't look back, his voice was a little cold, "It's gone below, how can the flowers bloom?"

When he said this, "There is nowhere to be left", the emperor almost couldn't get angry.

Sima Xiangle sighed and sat upright on the imperial throne, waiting.

He dared not leave.

He was not afraid of his own death, but his son would not survive.

Even if Yuan Shixin wanted to "use the emperor to command the princes", his son still had a glimmer of hope.

Self-killing may be his most decent way of death.

Gong Juren looked at Sima Wende who was in pain and shook his head gently.

Gong Juren has no disgust for this little emperor who has no real power.

He called a few people forward, and he stood in front of Sima Wende and bowed and said softly: "Your Majesty, please feel sorry for your grief!"

Sima Wende was no longer angry. After Sima Xiang was happy, he was not even confident of being angry. He turned around, grabbed Gong Juren's clothes, and cried, "Go to the imperial doctor Xuan quickly, my father still has some help, right? Go to the imperial doctor Xuan quickly, I beg you."

Gong Juren bent down and whispered: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten the last words of the Supreme Emperor?"

After saying that, several young eunuchs came forward and carried Sima Xiangle's body away.

Seeing that his father's body was carried away, Sima Wende quickly stood up, but was held down by Gong Juren.

Gong Juren whispered: "Your Majesty, if you do this, wouldn't the Supreme Emperor die in vain?"

Sima Wende murmured: "What's the point of living now?"

After saying that, he said to Gong Juren: "Eunuch Gong, you can stab me to death with one sword. I will follow my father and end it all!"

Gong Juren stared at Sima Wende for a moment, pushed him onto the throne, pulled out the short sword that was tied to the back, threw it over, and said coldly: "If your Majesty wants to follow the Supreme Emperor, please do it!"

After saying that, he turned around and waved his hand to the other eunuchs and said, "From today, our Majesty will be served by us. The four of them will be on the one day. You have heard the words of the Prime Minister. If your Majesty makes any mistakes, just cut your head by yourself."

Gong Juren didn't believe Sima Wende had this courage.
To be continued...