Lu Jue was the youngest emperor in the history of Yan, and his ruthless methods were frightening. Unfortunately, he died of illness when he was twenty years old.
However, when he opened his eyes, he transformed into the emperor a hundred years later.
The emperor was handsome and had no illness or disaster, but he devoted himself to practicing Taoism and did not care about political affairs. In just a few years, Gu Zhuo, the youngest son of the Gu family, would usurp the throne and kill the emperor.
When he came here, the young master was still sickly and the most beautiful woman in the capital. He seemed to pose no threat.
Lu Jue brought Gu Zhuo into the palace overnight, looked at him carefully, raised his chin, and smiled wildly and touchingly.
"I fell in love with you as soon as I saw you. Can you stay with me?"
The man's narrow eyes were slightly raised, and his peerless face became more and more scorching under the candlelight, like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark.
"Your Majesty, this is my honor."
The two looked at each other and smiled. Lu Jue quietly put away the poison in his hand, and Gu Zhuo silently hid the sharp dagger.
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The assassin attacked and blood splattered all over the floor.
Lu Jue was accidentally injured, and blood slipped silently from his fingers. He breathed slowly and ordered someone to summon the sick young master Gu Zhuo.
The young master's eyelashes trembled slightly. He looked extremely frightened, but he gently took Lu Jue's jade-white fingertips into his mouth and took the remaining blood into his belly, as if a poisonous snake was eating.
Lu Jue lazily raised his eyes, then took out his fingers and glanced at the person who pretended to surrender.
"Wipe it clean."
Gu Zhuo lowered his eyes and looked down. There were still traces of him on it, and there was a little redness at the end of Lu Jue's eyes, just like the beginning of emotion, which was very tempting. His eyes became darker and darker, and he wiped Lu Jue's fingertips religiously.
No one knew how much he wanted to tear apart the person who stood tall in front of him.
The heartthrob, the born anti-bone emperor, was attacked by a deep-hiding, vicious snake
Crazy batch*Black Lotus
HE, overhead, beautiful attack and beautiful reception, strong
Suffering is very crazy, attacking is not sick and weak
The copy may be fine-tuned, but the core remains the same
Intention: The willows are dark and the flowers are bright
