Chu Ze sat cross-legged on the haystack, with a thick cloak on his shoulders, but the dark and dampness of the prison was still making him tremble with cold, and the cough sounded from time to time.

Yibi Shu turned over, his hand paused, looking in the direction where the footsteps came, and a bright yellow color that belonged to the emperor came into view.

The bright yellow color soon came to the front. Chu Ze looked up and faced the other person's sight. He tidied up his collar, stood up, and bowed to Emperor Chu.

"See the Emperor."

Before he could shout, he stood up and looked at him calmly.

In a flash, it was the first time that the two brothers met since they left Beijing and became a vassal.

Time flies, and time can easily make people grow old.

Even the emperor who is always called Long Lives is no exception. His eyes are stained with a little vicissitudes, but there are many sharp and domineering auras in his eyes that others dare not look directly at.

He has been in power for many years, but he has the majesty and momentum of a generation of overlords, noble and arrogant, and cannot resist rebellion.

While Chu Ze was looking at Emperor Chu, the other party was also looking at him, trying to find traces of his childhood on this young but thin face.

However, it cannot be found.

Emperor Chu's eyes flashed slightly, and this man gave him an unrecognizable feeling, and he could not overlap his appearance with his childhood.

"Should I call you Shang Pu or Chu Ze?"

Chu Ze smiled slightly: "Shang Pu is me, and Chu Ze is also me, but the name Chu Ze has not called me like this for a long time."

His reply was neither humble nor arrogant, and he was calm, as if the person who was talking to him was the most ordinary friend.

Emperor Chu narrowed his eyes and said, "Shang Pu is you. So, are you admitting that you colluded with Xiahou Zhe and intend to rebel?"

"If you want to convict like this, you can do it." Chu Ze smiled indifferently.

Emperor Chu's face was a little unfavorable. The other party's attitude made him feel like he was hitting the cotton with one punch, which was not painful or itchy.

"You have nothing to justify or even explain to me?"

Chu Ze shook his head: "Since you can follow the people you sent without resistance, you should know. I can't argue. I believe you know everything you should know. Why should I fight you with this? It's not interesting, right?"

"So, are you asking me to slap it?"

Chu Ze still had that harmless smile.

"Where is Concubine Ji, you don't care? I heard that the companion Gu on your body is on the Concubine. I still remember that when I was a child, the Concubine and the Emperor loved you like Zhenbao, and they just couldn't escape."

Chu Ze moved his fingertips and said, "It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster that cannot be avoided. How long does a person's life last? It has been recorded in the notebook of King Yama. And the blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and the amount of wealth she enjoys, the price she pays."

Emperor Chu smiled and was about to speak, but the other party turned his head, covered his mouth with a veil, and coughed hard.

After a heart-wrenching cough, Chu Ze smiled apologetically at Emperor Chu: "This body is not strong enough, and the emperor is laughing at me. The emperor is not inferior to my life. Your dragon body is important. Don't stay here for more to avoid the cold air, which is not beautiful."

Emperor Chu looked at him calmly and suddenly laughed: "You don't need to say that. At least there is a Shang family who has deep love for you. It would rather make a deal with me than give you."

Chu Ze frowned slightly.
Chapter completed!