Chapter 1 The man’s couch

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it’s not good, he…”

From the empty and lonely observation deck, you can overlook the prosperity of the entire capital of Dayan.

The man in dragon robe and golden crown paused after hearing his maidservant’s message.
The icy light of apprehension shone through his cold eyes as he hurried away from the capital scenery.
“The order continues.
Allow the imperial doctor to save him if he attempts suicide.
This King wants to see how long it takes this waste to die at the hands of this Monarch.”

“But,” the maid said, a little uncomfortable, and knelt from a distance, unsure what to say.
The eunuch next to him saw it and hurriedly reprimanded, “Why don’t you go quickly?!”

Liu Yuzhen, you are really bold.
If you don’t return Zhijun to this King, this King will show you that death is better than being alive.

Yan Tenghua clenched his fist fiercely.
He is already the Emperor of Yan.
No one can disobey his words.
There was no one in the past and there will be no one in the future.
There is no reason why he can’t get the person he wants, but the prime minister of the small country he is affiliated with dares to take away his sister, Zhijun.

Just because of his words, the cold palace was in a mess, everyone looked at each other, sweating.

They didn’t dare to tell the Emperor that the man enslaved by iron chains on the cool, thin, and hard couch had died of asphyxia (suffocation).
On his gorgeous but weary and feeble face, there was finally an expression of relief.

It was unknown if the prime minister was assassinated or whether the prime minister, who did not know martial arts, committed suicide, but it was commonly known that if the Emperor knew that the guy was dead, everyone present may be buried with him, regardless of how he died.

“Quick! Bring the ancient incense, maybe there is still salvation.”

I don’t know how long I’ve been tossed about…..**In addition to that smell of death, It’s unlikely to wake up again.
(Yuzhen POV)

“His Majesty arrives!”

The eunuch’s voice transmission stunned the people in the room, and dozens of people fell to their knees at the same time with a thud.

The Emperor hasn’t visited this frigid place in over ten days.
After a day of punishment and interrogation, the entire room has a weird odor.
What brought him here today?

Yan Tenghua’s penetrating gaze passed through the crowd, staring straight at the wooden bed.

“Don’t act like you’re dead,” he said as he approached cautiously.
Liu Yuzhen feigned to sleep quietly the last time he came.
Yuzhen had been subjected to a barrage of tortures by him.
He only pleaded for mercy, but he never gave up his sister.
If you ask for mercy and die, don’t expect this King to let you go easily.

Yuzhen still had no response.
He was angry.
Leaving aside the obstruction of the crowd, he strode to * * and grabbed Yuzhen’s collar, “Get up for this King!”

He didn’t allow it, how could this man seek death before telling his sister’s whereabouts, isn’t he afraid that he would destroy the Liu Kingdom where he lived in his rage? Does he not know that Zhijun is his only means of living, without Zhijun, he would feel very lonely and uneasy in this imperial city alone?!

No one, however, seemed to notice what had transpired at that time.

They only saw that at the moment when their clothes danced, their Emperor’s impressive body was pressed under the Prime Minister of the state of Liu.
The iron chain used to lock the Prime Minister of Liu had already become a sharp weapon in his hand.
With his hands horizontal, the iron chain fastened on the Emperor’s neck.

What’s going on?!

Believe it or not, the most surprised person here is definitely the guy who tried his best to tie people with chains.

He blinked, from the angry eyes to the perception that someone was around him, and then to his instinctive response to subdue the person.
Finally his eyes lit up, but he didn’t expect that a man would be squashed underneath him.

His first feeling was – if only it were a fucking girl?

The next second, he felt something was off, not to mention that this man was wearing a soft golden robe, the important thing was the murderous aura on this man’s handsome face, which made him feel more vigilant.
Why? Does this man want to resist?

“Liu Yuzhen.” The man slowly confided three words in his thin lips.

“You actually know Lao Tzu’s name?” He was stunned for a moment, and then realized that this stranger could call out his name (say his real name).
It was really weird.
Could there be a black hand behind the scenes? ( black hand=secret criminal society)

“If you don’t let go, this King will order your Liu Kingdom to be turned into a pile of ruins.” The man’s face was as gray as dust, and his eyes cast a few murderous glare on his face.

Liu Yuzhen was stunned for a while, and when he look