Wake Up, Stop Dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

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    "The emperor, it's getting late, you should rest early and take care of the dragon's body." The

    hot summer was about to fade, and Qiuhuo slowly stretched his body.

    The man standing in front of the window waved his hand, "I...nothing, you go back." The

    chief eunuch looked at the new emperor worriedly, some wanted to persuade, but saw that the person in front of him had turned his head and stopped looking at him.

    Sighed inwardly, bowed back.

    A bright yellow man stared blankly at the bird on the branch outside the window.

    "The emperor, your expression is so stupid."

    Zuo Yan rubbed his face, "Life is really ups and downs."

    System: "Yes, who would have thought that you can be an emperor?"

    "So dreams are still necessary.

    Yes ." Zuo Yan finished loading from the window, turned around and sat on the chair with a mouthful of pastry in his mouth.

    Half a month ago, his emperor asked him to go to the Jinluang Temple and said that he had important matters to discuss. However, the next day, as soon as he stepped into the hall with his left foot, he saw the ministers of civil and military affairs brushing his eyes on him.

    The next moment, the imperial edict of Chuanwei was smashed on his head.

    And his emperor brother disappeared, just the night after the two of them met.

    According to the eunuch chief who had been with the emperor, Zhu Ye was poisoned, and it was the accumulation of poison over the years.

    After the Zhao family and Jiang family started to move, the emperor's poison suddenly broke out.

    Many things happened that night.

    For example, the Zhao family rebelled, left the imperial capital overnight with his family, and became king in Xuzhou.

    On the day of Zuo Yan's accession to the throne, the Jiang family more than 100 people were beheaded at Wumen.

    Everything came too quickly, Zuo Yan bit the bullet and took over Yuxi and sat on the dragon seat.

    And in front of him there was a memorial that could never be finished. The same position reminded him of that night, describing the withered emperor, with sunken cheeks, and he never let go of the memorial in his hands.

    "The position of the emperor is really

    hard to do." System: "I have been helping you with all kinds of things, what have you done."

    "Pretending to be forced is also very tiring."

    System: "..." There

    was a mess outside. The sound of footsteps, accompanied by loud shouts, "There is an assassin! Escort!" can pierce the beam of the house.

    Zuo Yan opened the door, and the chief eunuch at the door led a group of guards to directly surround him in a fan shape, and a group of people in black in front of the door fought with the guards.

    The assassin's goal is clear, even if there is a little gap, he must rush to the left.

    Zuo Yan: I provoke someone.