Chapter 15 The Prince Regent who seized power is ruthless than Dad 15
Chapter 15 The regent’s father is ruthless when he seizes power 15
The imperial doctor arrived soon. Same symptoms, same helplessness.
One after another, the doctors from the Imperial Hospital gathered at the Regent's Mansion, each with a knife hanging on their head.
The sword is sharp and the death is quick.
The dust was so hot that I was confused, and I don’t know how long it had been.
I could only vaguely feel that there was a hand holding my hand, and only this part of my body felt colder, so I couldn't help but hold on tighter.
My brain, which was so hot that it became a paste, took advantage of this gap to gain some sense.
She heard the repeated mechanical sound of the system:
【interference.】
【interference.】
【System exception.】
【System exception.】
…
Fuchen drowsily opened a crack and saw the floating bed curtain in a daze.
The breath coming out of my nose is full of hot air, which is very uncomfortable.
Someone slapped me on the head.
Fuchen looked over, his heated eyes had limited vision, he could not see the characters, and could only see blurry outlines.
who?
Fuchen breathed hard, his body was burning with fire. He felt like his internal organs had been burned dry.
Fuchen quickly lost energy and closed his eyes.
This time, she returned to the system world.
Fuchen looked at himself, feeling uncomfortable with suddenly returning to the dark world of the system.
Is she dead?
So fast?
Although I was well prepared, I still felt a little sad.
Unknowingly, she had adapted to her daily life with this cheap dad.
Eat together and learn various knowledge step by step.
The floating dust covers my heart, and there is a trace of reluctance here.
Fuchen stood blankly, falling into a fugue.
Tears accumulated in my eyes unconsciously and flowed down.
Touching this drop of golden tears, how many years have you not cried again?
After becoming a goddess, she acted like a fool whenever she was lazy, and she pretended to cry and be happy in front of the god so many times...
Fuchen chuckled. The peaceful state of mind that had lasted for tens of thousands of years had easily changed.
[Host, it’s time for the next mission.]
Fu Chen stayed still and said dryly, "No need. I won't do it."
The system stepped forward to warn, [This is an order from the Lord God. It must be done. There is no penalty for failure of the task, but it does not mean that there is no penalty for your refusal of the task.]
[If you are like this, I will report to the Lord God that your attitude is negative and bad, but be careful that your cultivation level will be greatly reduced.]
Fuchen shook his head, "I won't go. The consequence of my mission is that my Taoist heart will be unstable. It will be difficult for me to legislate and become a minister after I go back."
"Go back as soon as possible and chip away at your cultivation. I still have the heart to make up for it."
Her tone was low and her speaking speed was slow, as if she had clearly seen the result.
The system hesitated, seeing that Fu Chen really had no intention of moving forward.
It can let people in unlimited times, but it also means that it has to "abnormally die" this lazy thing an unlimited number of times. It is busy before and after.
[Actually, the bodies of the characters in this world are not dead.]
Fuchen raised his head suddenly, his eyebrows pushed to the bridge of his nose, "What?"
The big guy of the system turned his back, exposing his soft white buttocks, and said sheepishly, [The system encountered interference. The loss of vitality was only 87%, and the abnormal death was not carried out to the end. ]
"So, I can still live?" Fuchen was confused for a moment, then he immediately reacted and said with a solemn expression, "Send me back."
【No. Your mission has failed.】
"Who are you to judge that I failed? Did the regent rebel? He just absorbed the heroine's army." Fuchen argued.
[The heroine has no army, how can she fight against the villains?] The system disputes, [The heroine has no power to resist in front of her, how can she still judge failure? ]
Fuchen sneered, "But did he rebel? Everyone likes to judge heroes by their results? How do you know whether the villain will give up the throne?"
[Fart. Who in the right mind would give up the power at their fingertips?]
"You know what a human is? What a normal human being is?"
Without waiting for the system to say anything, Fuchen continued to ask, "You said it yourself, no one chooses my role. No one has my kind of solution. You can't use other people's models to constrain me."
"I just play the emotional card and look at the villain's psychology."
"But you use objective factors to force me and don't let me reach the end. Isn't it unfair?"
Fuchen crossed his arms and crossed his chest, turned away, and held his head high, "I request that the abnormal death will only begin when the final result occurs. You are not allowed to interfere at the rest of the time!"
The system hesitated for a moment and whispered, "I also have a request."
Fuchen glanced at it and said nothing.
【I'll send you back, no matter what the outcome is, you can't strike.】
"good."
[Abnormal death mode has been activated for most of the time. I will help you restore your vitality to 60%. There are regulations, and you cannot restore it to 100% after more than half. 】
This value means that she is in good health, but her immunity is low, and spring breeze, summer, autumn rain, and winter snow may make her seriously ill.
Fuchen nodded.
【I'll take you back.】
Fuchen was stunned for a moment, "Wait a minute."
She sat on the ground, hugging herself, and her mind was in chaos.
She remembered that she had become a five-year-old child, her mentality had also become that of a child, and she was being held and fed by the regent.
I also remembered that I lost my temper, knocked over a vase to vent my anger, and was pushed on my lap by him and spanked.
Because he liked it, he was willing to order a table full of snacks that could not be finished. But he casually threw them on the counter.
I had a cold war with him. He didn't know the reason, but he screamed out his soul outside the house.
Fuchen lay on his knees, his body curled up.
Should I really go back?
Does she need to get along with the villain anymore?
It's only two months.
Just "Daddy".
is it necessary?
That throne should be his.
I have always been a drag...
Fuchen sat in the space, his thoughts were messy and his spirit was in a trance.
The system doesn't know why the host fought for its rights and interests, but hesitated in the end. Anyway, time in the system world is slow, and it doesn't rush it.
When Fuchen hesitated for a long time and let the system take him back, the moment he opened his eyes and woke up, it was already the fifth day.
My mouth is extremely dry, as if I have a handful of sand in my mouth. My eyes are also dry and uncomfortable.
"Water." Fuchen shouted, but he could only make a weak sound. The sound was as painful as a knife grinding flesh.
Her little face was no longer as smooth and elastic as before. The originally round face was now even more swollen, accompanied by dense red spots. She hesitated to soak the steamed buns in water, and was stared at by red ants.
Suiying, who had been lying beside the bed, heard the voice, stood up, raised his eyes, and his pupils instantly dilated, "Princess?"
His voice was also very dry and hoarse.
"Water." Fuchen reminded.
Suiying reacted immediately, let go of his hand, and stood up to get it. When he stood up and ran, his body staggered, but he quickly stabilized, ran to the table and came back with the tea case.
The chopping board was placed next to the bed, and cups of water were poured out, and cup after cup of floating dust was poured into my stomach. I felt cold in my stomach, like spring water irrigating the fields. My limbs and bones were restored to vitality, and I could work harder.
The last glass of water went into his mouth. Fu Chen saw Sui Ying's mouth, and his lips were pale. He was afraid that he had been tossing him for a long time. He pushed the cup to him and said, "Drink some."
Suiying glanced at Fuchen, took the water, and drank it in one gulp.
"I'm going to call the doctor." Suiying stood up and left.
Fuchen nodded.
Soon, a group of old men followed him back.
"A miracle, a miracle, it's a miracle. It's a miracle that you can come back before death."
The imperial doctors praised him loudly, checked his body, and quickly gave him a nursing care plan.
Fuchen stared at the people coming and going in Wuzhong, looking for familiar faces one by one, but there was no one there.
