I'm a killer with no emotions

Chapter 124 The General Let Ye Hanfeng Not Pamper Ye, But Pamper a Little Beggar

Ning Zhe lived peacefully in Huo Chen's mansion for several days.

Since the throne was abolished, he rarely had such a peaceful time.

Huo Chen protected him very well. If the stars did not pluck the moon, he would never go west if he wanted to go east.

He neither restricted his actions nor allowed anyone to disturb him, but allowed Ning Zhe to have enough time to do his own thing.

Of course, all of Huo Chen's subordinates were extremely afraid of him, a member of the demon clan with unknown origins, and secretly peeping and monitoring was inevitable.

Just like now, there is a person lying on the beam above his head.

Ning Zhe didn't intend to pay attention to this person, after all, with Huo Chen around, no matter how dissatisfied these people were with him, they couldn't attack him.

But this man was snoring so loudly that he woke Ning Zhesheng out of his sleep and couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

His spirit must rest for a long time every day, otherwise he will easily get sleepy.

Ning Zhe called number 67 several times in his mind, but number 67 didn't answer, and he didn't know where he went again.

The sky-shattering and loud snoring above the head is still coming in a steady stream, very regular.

Ning Zhe covered his ears tightly, closed his eyes and endured for a while.

Suddenly, the man's snoring stopped.

Immediately afterwards, he turned over on the long and narrow beam, ground his teeth—and continued to snore.

Ning Zhe finally couldn't help it, and suddenly stood up from the couch, staring at the man in black on the beam with his quiet and dark eyes.

At this moment, outside the house, in a hidden corner.

"Hey, nothing will happen, right?"

"What could happen? It's not like you haven't seen Li Zhao's ability to hide his movements. He will never be discovered by that demon boy."

"It's true, the demon boy has small arms and legs, and his hands have no strength to restrain a chicken. In my opinion, his martial arts are not much better."

"Okay, leave it to Li Zhao, let's..."

Before the word "Let's go" was out of the mouth, it was interrupted by a "squeak" sound of the door opening.

Then, under the bright moonlight, a thin young man slowly walked out of the door with a comatose man on his shoulders.

The two people who were talking in the corner stared straight at each other, with expressions of disbelief.

Who said that this young man is powerless! ?

The boy glanced at the hiding place of the two, then threw the person in his hand out of the courtyard, turned around and walked into the room, closing the door.

There was a crisp sound of "click", shaking back the scattered thoughts.

The two soldiers looked down at Li Zhao, who was lying unconscious in his arms, and then raised their heads to look at each other. They both saw indescribable confusion in each other's eyes.

Yang Yan!Master Yang!What about the little trash we talked about?

......

Ning Zhe returned to the room, sighed comfortably, and finally had a peaceful sleep.

A night without dreams.

The next day, the sky was slightly brighter.

After Huo Chen made arrangements for offense and defense, he dismissed Lin Li and others, ordered someone to make breakfast and send it to Ning Zhe's room, and then went out to find his little emperor.

When he arrived, there were several guards at the gate of Ning Zhe's courtyard discussing something.

Once people in the army are free, they like to get together and talk nonsense.

Huo Chen kept turning a blind eye.

But this leisure time does not include the time of guarding the little emperor.

Huo Chen approached with a cold face before he heard what they said.

"I don't know why the general fell in love with that little beggar. You said that he is a lowly demon, how can he be worthy of a man like the general?"

Huo Chen lowered his face and said coldly, "Why, do you have a big opinion on him?"

"No! You can see that his appearance is not good, and his body is even less fleshy, full of thin bones, and it is too uncomfortable to hold him. The general has to hug this child wherever he goes.

"That's true! Hey! I can't figure it out. If the general likes...like these fair and tender young men, wouldn't Ye Hanfeng be better? He is the son of General Ye, and he is also a illustrious soldier in the army. The famous young general is the most outstanding one among his peers no matter in appearance or talent in martial arts. The general does not favor Ye Hanfeng, but it is not strange to pamper this little beggar who came out of nowhere ?

The soldiers didn't notice that there was a person standing behind them at all, and they smiled and said to themselves: "By the way, do you know that it is said that Ye Hanfeng has been secretly in love with the general!"

"real or fake?"

Li Zhao smiled triumphantly, "What is true and false! I inquired about the news, so it could be false?"

"Oh?"

Li Zhao snorted, "Don't believe me, I sneaked into that little beggar's room last night! Even someone as powerful as the general didn't notice!"

He spoke happily, and then slowly frowned, "It's just a little strange, I was knocked out by someone in that little beggar's room last night, who can be more powerful than the general... Hey? Why do you all look at me like this?"

As Li Zhao was talking, seeing several people staring at him blankly with fear, he couldn't help asking strangely.

Several soldiers paused, then raised their hands and silently pointed behind him.

Li Zhao looked back later, and saw the powerful general he was talking about standing behind him, looking down at him expressionlessly.

Seeing that Li Zhao finally turned his head to look at him, he gently licked the corners of his lips towards him.

Li Zhao: "..."

......

As soon as Ning Zhe woke up, he noticed that there was another person in the room.

He didn't open his eyes, and mentioned that Jin was covered with a head.

"Breakfast has been delivered, Your Majesty, please eat it while it's hot."

As usual, Huo Chen stood by his couch, waiting for Ning to fold his clothes.

Ning Zhe opened his eyes, sat up suddenly and looked at him, with the words "not welcome" shining brightly in his big eyes.

Huo Chen hooked the corners of his lips, pulled him into his arms, and put on blue brocade shirts with narrow sleeves one by one.

In fact, it is more suitable to wear white clothes. His skin is white, and the white clothes make him even more icy, looking like a little fairy child descending to the world.

But Huo Chen didn't want to see his pale and bloodless appearance, so he dressed him in various brightly colored clothes in different ways every day.

Ning Zhe never cared about these things, and let Huo Chen go.

Huo Chen dressed him, and bent down to tie his belt, "I heard that the emperor knocked Li Zhao unconscious last night."

"Li Zhao?" Ning Zhe thought for a while, remembering the snoring young man who slept on the beam of his room last night.

"He's too noisy." Ning Zhe jumped out word by word, coldly.

Huo Chen straightened up, patted his head, fastened the jade buckle, and found a pair of brand new brocade boots to put on for him, saying: "It won't happen in the future, if anyone disturbs the emperor's peace, tell me The minister is."

Ning Zhe let out a casual "hmm", looked at the thick mille-soled black brocade boots on his feet, frowned deeply, and took them off with a flick of his feet.

Huo Chen held his ankle without resistance, and put the golden boots on him again.

Ning Zhe looked up at him.

Huo Chen shook his head, "Your Majesty, this is the only thing, no."

Ning Zhe didn't say anything.

He lowered his head and bent down, took out his brocade boots, and rubbed his hands in them for a while.

After a while, he pulled out several silver needles as thin as a cow's hair!

Huo Chen's pupils shrank slightly.

Ning Zhe spread out his palm, handed the silver needle to his eyes, and showed him.

How could Huo Chen care about these things, he immediately hugged Ning Zhe into his arms, took off the brocade socks on his feet, and looked at the soles of his feet.

Sure enough, a few small blood holes were sticking to the soles of Ning Zhe's feet, and blood beads continued to leak out.

The bright red blood stained the fair skin, making it extremely dazzling.

Huo Chen's pupils shrank again.

His fingers trembled slightly, and he took out the brocade handkerchief from his arms with trembling hands, gently covered the soles of Ning Zhe's feet, and wiped away the blood in a panic.

His throat was a little dry, and he wanted to ask if Ning Zhe was okay and if it still hurts.

But he looked at the boy in his arms, but couldn't make a sound.

He said he wanted to protect the boy...but he didn't find anything, and he still thought that the boy was disobedient.

He obviously doesn't know anything.

In the past, teenagers didn't like to wear shoes, could it be because...

Huo Chen didn't dare to think about it any further.

If it was true, he might never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

Ning Zhe leaned quietly on his shoulder, and the fragments of Huo Chen's memories passed into his mind through skin contact.

He knew what Huo Chen was thinking.

But he doesn't wear shoes, but it's not because of this reason, it's just that he doesn't like it.

When he was locked up and tortured by Ning Yan in the past, this person wanted to strip him naked and hang him outside, so that everyone in the world could see his dirty appearance, so he didn't care if he wore shoes or not.

And Qingluan likes him most to seduce him naked, let alone force him to wear shoes.

Qin Shen and Lin Feishuang never cared what he was wearing.

For a long time, only Huo Chen had been staring at him closely, telling him to put on his shoes over and over again.

Therefore, even if Ning Zhe knew that he had misunderstood at this moment, he would not speak or point it out.

It's better to let him continue to misunderstand and never find out the truth.

So, let's see if he dares to let him wear these messy things again.

Ning Zhe nestled in Huo Chen's arms, quietly making small calculations in his heart.

"Ding——congratulations to the host, the abuse attack value +1, the current progress - 6%."

Suddenly, a mechanical sound sounded from nowhere.

Ning Zhe was stunned.

"Your Majesty, show me the silver needle."

When Ning Zhe was about to ask No. 67, Huo Chen spoke again.

Ning Zhe could only withdraw his thoughts and handed him the silver needle.

The silver-white needle tip glowed cold and sharp under the sunlight, as thin as a hair, if you didn't look carefully, you would most likely ignore it.

This thing is smeared with anesthetic, and when it penetrates the skin, it will also numb the nerves of the person, so even if the silver needle penetrates the body, the victim will not find out.

When the silver needle penetrates into the heart veins, people will feel the severe pain that life is worse than death.

It's just that it was too late by then, and the person who was recruited would burst his blood vessels and die in the end.Even death is extremely painful.

Moreover, because this thing is too inconspicuous and buried deep in the human body, the cause of death is usually not found out.

This is by no means a petty fight between daughters, but something that can really kill people.

It clearly shows what kind of insidious thoughts the person who strikes has.

Huo Chen's face darkened, his black eyes were so dark that they couldn't see the bottom, and there was an extremely cold and murderous intent hidden in his eyes.

The clothes and boots were all brought by him himself, without even thinking about it, there must be a traitor around him!

When he came out this time, he didn't bring any servants to serve him personally. The only people who could get close to his room were Lin Li and Yan Pei, whom he trusted.

Lin Li and Yan Pei will not betray him, other than that, there is only...

Huo Chen folded the medicine for Ning, watched him obediently leaning over the table to eat, and fell into deep thought.

At this moment, a blue-clothed youth with delicate features opened the door and walked in.

"Brother Huo."