The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

The tyrant's eyes were stunned for a second, and even the violence in his eyes stopped. He loosened his hands a little, lowered his head slightly, as if admitting his mistake, and his voice was low and soft, aggrieved like a cub pleading, "I was wrong. Can you not leave me?"

Luo Ci silently looked at him for a few seconds.

The fragments seem to be different from usual, with slow thinking and unresponsiveness, a bit like the feeling of not being sober after being drunk.

Probably seeing that she was silent for a long time, the tyrant became anxious, afraid that she would not want him anymore, and slowly dropped the hand that was holding her, only a small tug on her sleeve, pitiful.

The voice was stuttering but determined, "I didn't..."

"No, I didn't intend to drive you out of the palace."

He just wanted to send her out to a clean and safe place, away from these right and wrong.

He had some understanding of her situation when they met for the first time.

Staying with him will only lead to being sucked into the vortex of power.

But now he can't bear it.

A month ago, he couldn't figure out what the first feeling in his life was, but he knew that she was special.

He is not willing to lose his temper with her, and he is not willing to hurt her when he is sick. He will feel happy because of her slight concern, and will be happy because she approaches her proactively.

Eliminate all the impossible, and there is only one answer left.

He likes her.

From love comes sorrow, from love comes fear.

So those mental changes have an explanation.

Luo Ci's eyes softened a little, and she couldn't help rubbing the broken hair.

She could see that he was not normal now, otherwise he would not have behaved like this in normal times.

She said a few words of reassurance, "I won't leave."

She looked at him up and down for a while, seeing the tyrant's face flushed, and the fried-haired tsundere little wolfhound retracted its sharp claws, revealing a pure and lovely side.

"What, what's the matter?" His voice was completely devoid of the usual coldness and sternness towards the courtiers, instead it was slightly soft and waxy.

Luo Ci blinked, she just wanted to see if there was something wrong with him, but she didn't expect him to suddenly become shy.

"Is there something wrong with you?"

The tyrant reacted in his mind.

She cares about him now, so he wants to tell her to make her feel sorry for herself.

This conclusion was quickly reached.

He also nodded, "I have a headache."

The tone softened, and the ending swirled, with a hint of coquettishness.

When he said this, a bit of confusion flashed in his dark eyes. He seemed to have said this to his mother before, but her mother...

His eyes dimmed slightly.

Showing weakness is not necessary.

There will be no comfort in being soft.

Withdrew his hand timidly, and stopped grabbing her sleeve, he pursed his lips tightly, not allowing himself to show any grievances or showing weakness.

He was afraid of being hurt, afraid of being pushed away by indifference.

So let go first.

He was too scared.

He cannot trust anyone, he must be alone and strong, and he can only go on by himself.

But he hurts.

Headache, heart hurts even more.

Get pushed away by those who want to get closer.

It hurts.

He used to be a queen mother, but he can bear it even after that.

If...she also rejected him mercilessly, the pain seemed to be in her bones, mixed with bone-chilling snow, which would never melt away.

He won't be able to bear it.

So... that's fine, as long as he doesn't expect too much, his heart won't be so cold that it hurts from being plunged into the cold pool.

but.

The girl held his hand, her voice was soft and full of concern, "Can I rub it for you?"

The tyrant's eyes widened slightly, filled with overwhelmed joy, those words hit his heart unexpectedly, and pulled him back from the abyss of self-loathing bit by bit, the dark eyes gradually brightened up, shining with tiny shine.

That light is not the sun, not the moon, but tiny stars, maybe not bright enough, but the slightly soft light is mixed with gentle warmth, very moving.

The tyrant froze in place, not knowing how to react, like a good baby, looking at the girl with a pair of beautiful dark eyes uneasily.

His fear is false.

What if he gets pushed away again.

Luo Ci's heart was hit in an instant, and a soft force spread outward. She looked at the fragments fixedly, and suddenly felt distressed.

She dragged the tyrant to the bed, let him rest on her lap, and rubbed his temples seriously with downcast eyes.

The tyrant gradually felt sleepy, but he was reluctant to sleep. If he woke up, she would not be there.

His fingers gripped the bedding around him nervously, but his mind relaxed a little bit.

He was already very tired.

It was just that he couldn't take a moment to breathe.

After Fragment fell asleep, Luo Ci adjusted his body, covered him with the quilt, put on his cloak, and left the palace gate.

She wanted to ask Eunuch Li about the fragments.

When Eunuch Li saw her, he was a little surprised, and saluted her very respectfully, "Is there anything you can tell me?"

Luo Ci glanced around lightly, "Let's get people to retreat, to ensure absolute safety."

Eunuch Li's expression became serious, all the palace people were shunned, and there were even a few more secret and powerful auras.

"Ma'am, do you want to ask something?"

Luo Ci's eyes fell on the palace, and her voice was soft, "What's wrong with your majesty's body?"

There was no surprise in Eunuch Li's eyes.

Your Majesty and Your Majesty have hardly left this month, and it is normal for Your Majesty to notice something is wrong.

He followed the emperor and knew how many times the emperor was supposed to stay in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, but he left on the grounds of discussing important matters with his ministers.

Your Majesty is covering up his situation.

Seeing that Eunuch Li didn't respond for a long time, the girl said slowly, "He's in serious health now, isn't he?"

Eunuch Li has complicated eyes.

After serving the emperor for so many years, he knew very well what His Majesty would do in the future.

Even though the emperor is a cruel and bloodthirsty monarch in the mouth of the courtiers, he is very good to them old people.

Your Majesty will choose to let go.

But in that case, His Majesty would be too lonely.

Since she was a child, she was not loved by the first emperors and empresses, and even suffered from fetal poison. After finally opening her heart to like someone, she had to forcefully push him away.

"His Majesty……"

He finally talked about part of the emperor's experience, thinking that the queen had resentment towards the majesty, so he explained his hatred for the prime minister.

"Young lady, your majesty's mother clan was stepped on by the prime minister, and the death of the former empress is also related to the prime minister's secret actions. Your majesty went to court a few years ago, without any team, and was controlled by the prime minister everywhere, so your majesty hates the prime minister's house."

Luo Ci responded lightly.

Eunuch Li spoke briefly, and many parts were taken over.

"When the former queen was pregnant with Your Majesty, she was poisoned. Your Majesty was born with fetal poison, and she almost couldn't survive. In the end, she hanged herself with drugs. Your Majesty... still suffers from it to this day. I often feel a splitting headache. Something against your will."