The First Divine Stick 11
Yu Yu felt that this person was too suspicious, and he switched between the two roles at will, disturbing her and Zhou Hui, "You go, don't bother me to sleep." "The feather waved his hand to drive people away.
"What's the matter, the national teacher doesn't support me anymore?" Yong Yu endlessly, playing tricks on his prey over and over again like a cat.
However, this cat...
I didn't expect to be beaten...
When he was kicked out of bed, he couldn't react at all to resist, and the force kicked him hard, and when he fell out of bed, he hit his nose, and the pain was so painful that his tears were about to come out.
"Just now I shared the same bed and exchanged thoughts, and it is not good to lose the national teacher when I run out." Yong Yu was laughed angrily, and he didn't ask anything, what she said couldn't dispel his doubts, so he rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to ask clearly.
And then...
He was beaten by the press, and finally he was directly picked up and thrown out of the window where he came in.
The "pop" window was vigorously closed, and Yong Yu hurriedly used light skills to fall to the ground.
This woman!
This woman !!
How dare you throw him!!
He looked up angrily at the top of the astrological pavilion with a closed window, remembered the beating just now, he silently groaned, and then covered his arm, and then his waist.
Anyway, it hurts everywhere.
He couldn't pretend to be in pain
The loss made him even more unhappy, and he wanted to go back and get the stubble back, but he couldn't beat it.
At this time, there may be a maid who was startled by the sound of closing the window just now, and she had already lit a candle to check the situation, Yong Yu scolded a few words secretly and then lightly clicked her feet and climbed out along the high wall of the astrological pavilion.
"Master... But what happened?" Since his master came back, he took off his clothes with a dark face and stood in front of the bed looking around, and a secret guard quietly appeared behind Yongyu.
There were no eunuchs and maids waiting in Yongyu's palace, there were before, but then they were either bitten by a poisonous snake and never came again, or they were scared and didn't dare to come, so Yongyu's people can be said to be very convenient.
"Today I went to find that Sikong Yuyu and asked her why she said that she supported me on my father's side, I so obviously exposed that Xiao Anzi, a henchman around the emperor, was my person, and she didn't say anything, what do you say she wants to do?" Yong Yu naturally couldn't say that he was beaten to see how the injury was.
The dark guard pondered for a second before replying, "Xu has known it for a long time." ”
"Go and inform the dark fangs, don't do anything to wait and see what happens recently, I want to see what our dignified national teacher has in mind." Yong Yu sneered and ordered.
The Dark Guard took his order, and in an instant he was gone.
If he doesn't want that throne, it's definitely impossible, born in this palace, as a prince, he knew since he was a child that if he couldn't ascend to that position, even if he didn't die, he wouldn't be at peace in this life.
What kind of brotherhood, the righteousness of compatriots, is bullshit.
He remembers the assassinations and conspiracies when he was a child clearly, the eldest brother does just like the life on the battlefield, but he is also the most powerful of the people, and he is not in the imperial capital all the year round, so naturally no one will hit him with ideas for the time being.
If he hadn't pretended to be a stubborn kid who couldn't support the wall for so many years, he wouldn't know how many times he would have died.
Thinking of the bad things in the past, the physiological vomiting couldn't be stopped, and he could not bear the discomfort in his stomach.
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