Chapter 389

Li Miao squinted his eyes and looked at the Emperor on the dragon chair, two gazes meeting in mid-air. He suddenly took a step forward and reached out to block Zhu Zai behind him.

The Emperor turned his head slowly, his gaze only following Li Miao tightly. Although there was no movement, his spirit was full, and his body was faintly surging with true energy more vast and vigorous than Li Miao's.

Half a year ago when Li Miao left the capital, the Emperor was still in a confused and haggard state, not only speaking and doing things, but even eating had to be fed mouthful by mouthful. If it weren't for this, Li Miao wouldn't have been at ease leaving Shuntian.

But now, Li Miao couldn't see any difference between the Emperor and before he was possessed last year. Even the trace of self-conceit in the bottom of his eyes had disappeared, and a pair of eyes were like deep pools, unable to find a trace of emotion.

Eliminating the shortcomings in temperament, even if both are in the realm of four paths combined, with the Emperor's foundation, Li Miao didn't have the confidence to win.

The corners of Li Miao's mouth slowly split into a ferocious arc, and his black gold gloves clenched slowly, making a creaking sound.

"Commander."

He didn't look back, greeted, wanting Zhu Zai to exit the hall first.

But following the end of his sentence, two voices sounded at the same time.

"Big Li."

"Big Li."

One came from behind, one came from the dragon chair in front.

"?"

Li Miao's curled mouth stiffened.

"What kind of thing?"

He looked at the Emperor who stood up.

"What did you call me just now?"

The Emperor's movements stiffened, as if he was also embarrassed, hesitated for a while, and then slowly exhaled.

"Lord Li... in Nanjing, were you hurt by the thieves?"

The Emperor walked down the steps, his gaze wandering over Li Miao, as if observing whether Li Miao was injured, and after a while, nodded slowly.

"It's fine... hard work for you."

Li Miao's expression became more and more strange.

"It's not you who should say these things to me... Commander, what is the arrangement?"

Zhu Zai and the Emperor spread their hands together.

"As you can see."

Li Miao's gaze went back and forth between the two.

Slap.

He slapped his face and slid down slowly.

"Sect Master Ji... good job..."

Li Miao suddenly remembered that after defeating the Emperor in the Imperial Mausoleum, he proposed to use Zhu Zai as a blueprint for controlling the Emperor's Gu insects, and Ji Tianrui seemed to show a playful smile on her face.

But this demoness was like her mother died, she was cut off at the waist, and there was always an impenetrable smile on her face, plus she didn't say anything, so Li Miao didn't care at the time.

Now thinking about it... Ji Tianrui was laughing at him at the time.

Laughing at him for recognizing a thief as a father.

"Big... Lord Li..."

The Emperor opened his mouth hesitantly.

"Shut up first."

Li Miao raised a hand and pointed at Zhu Zai, who was relying on his long beard to cover his smile, but his shoulders were shrugging incessantly.

"You too."

After a long while, he let out a long sigh.

"I shouldn't have believed that demoness."

"Forget it, the Qianqing Palace door is too big, it's inevitable that eunuchs and maids will pass by, let's find a quiet place to talk."

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Qianqing Palace back hall, where the Emperor lives.

Li Miao lay back in the chair, supporting his face with his left hand, his gaze wandering over Zhu Zai and the Emperor sitting upright opposite him.

Zhu Zai sipped tea leisurely, his eyes occasionally stealing a glance at Li Miao. "This old man..."

Li Miao curled his lips and looked at the Emperor on the side.

There is no difference in appearance from before, his cheeks are clear and thin, his forehead is full, his eyes are bright and energetic, and three strands of long beard under his chin float down, looking less like an Emperor, more like a Daoist.

But this demeanor... can't find half a similarity to before.

Even, Li Miao can see that he is a little nervous.

The cultivation of the Heaven-Man realm, the three paths of life are perfect, and under deliberate concealment, naturally there will be no big flaws. But Li Miao can naturally see the Emperor's current emotions from his somewhat rapid breathing, slightly dodging eyes, and surging true energy.

Looking like that kind of old man who hasn't seen his children for many years and wants to get closer but doesn't know how to open his mouth.

"Tsk."

Li Miao curled his lips and looked at Zhu Zai.

"Commander, talk about it."

Zhu Zai put down the teacup and cleared his throat.

"Hmm, in short, the Gu insects left by that demoness Ji Tianrui have problems, at least they are different from the kind of possession of the Miao King."

"The current Majesty has lost most of his previous memories, and the remaining memories are fragmented, only instinctively maintaining consistency with my likes and dislikes."

"That is to say..."

Li Miao took over the conversation.

"He is now like you who lost your memory."

"That's right."

Zhu Zai nodded and picked up the teacup again, sipping, his eyes aiming at Li Miao from above the teacup.

Li Miao let out a long sigh.

"No wonder... no wonder you still handle government affairs yourself. Reasonably speaking, the Emperor's wrist is a hundred times better than yours, it's just that he didn't care much about the world before..."

"No wonder those civil officials who were firmly held in the Emperor's hands before dare to compete with you who are unconditionally supported by the Emperor... they have already noticed something wrong..."

"So that's how it is... can you not look at me with that kind of eyes, I don't know what you feel, but I have no friendship with you." Li Miao pointed at the Emperor.

The Emperor's eyes dimmed and he turned his head.

But he was so obedient, which made Li Miao even more irritable.

"What a broken thing!"

"Forget it... that Majesty over there."

The Emperor turned his head.

"Big—"

Changed his words abruptly under Li Miao's cold gaze.

"—Lord Li, what is it?"

"How much can you remember now, about the eunuchs of Liu Jin's group?"

The Emperor pondered for a while and said sincerely.

"He has no background, just an ordinary family selling himself into the palace to be a eunuch. At first, he was responsible for sprinkling and sweeping at the Chenglu Terrace. One day I saw him come to deliver dew, and it happened that I saw his appearance was pleasing, so I kept him by my side to serve."

"After starting to practice martial arts, I saw that he was gifted, making progress by leaps and bounds, so I handed him a few errands, all of which were done without leakage, so I trusted him more and more."

As he said, the Emperor raised his hand and grabbed a stack of documents from the bookshelf on the side, and sent them lightly to Li Miao's hand.

"Before, I had some discord with Lord Zhu, plus the Ministry of War has been getting deeper and deeper into the Embroidered Uniform Guard in recent years, so I wanted to establish a Prefectural Yamen in the inner court to replace the Embroidered Uniform Guard, these are the people selected."

Li Miao flipped through the stack of documents casually, his brows frowned.

"The manpower doesn't look like much, but this quality is terrifying, first-class experts occupy a page."

"Also, with a pile of Heaven-Man inheritance and massive resources in the palace, and deliberately collected from the world, it would be strange if these experts couldn't be piled up."

Li Miao closed the document, looked at the cover, and read in a deep voice.

"Eastern Depot."

(End of chapter)