Xiao Xu was reborn, in the third year after he ascended the throne, three years before Shen Zhao's death.
It doesn't matter whether Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies or butterflies dreaming of Zhuang Zhou. Saving Shen Zhao is the most important thing.
Step by step, he planned secretly, hiding his thoughts that he dared not express.
However, the fate laid out by fate has fallen into place one after another, and looking at the two people who went to the lantern festival together, fear and jealousy surged in their hearts. Maybe some things and some people should be drunk now.
Shen Zhao prides himself on having a weak relationship. His childhood friendship with Xiao Xu is the only person he cares about. What he is loyal to is never the dragon chair.
Recently, he felt that the Xiao Xu in front of him was completely different from before, especially because the emotions hidden in his eyes when he looked at him were too deep.
He tried several times and secretly suspected that things he didn't know could be learned and things he didn't like could be changed, but how could the instinct that had been engraved in his bones cease to exist?
Shen Zhao had a ridiculous but reasonable guess in his mind, so he arranged an assassination.
"Your Majesty, who is it?"
Xiao Xu looked at the sword pointed at him, "Shen Zhao, what is the crime for the following crime?"
Shen Zhao naturally knew it, but what he was betting on was not the outcome.
Intention: Your kindness is so great that it can be carried and overthrown