Sang Yan poured a cup of tea for himself, and he didn't drink it, just watched the tea leaves inside slowly stretch and become a green leaf.

He Ying sat opposite her, waited for a while, and didn't see her speak, so he asked, "Why don't you ignore me?" But what's uncomfortable? Do you want to pass on the imperial doctor? ”

Sang Yan listened, glanced up at him, and said in a sour tone: "I just don't want to pay attention to you." If the emperor thinks it's boring here, then find someone to take care of you. ”

There is a sour taste in and out of these words.

Pei Duyang had already begun to cover his mouth and smile.

When Sang Yan saw it, he was even more embarrassed, so he drove away: "I'm going to rest." Your Majesty, please do it. ”

So saying, he lay down on the bed.

When He Ying saw it, he sent out an invitation: "You've slept all day, it's not good to sleep too much, go out for a walk with me." ”

Sang Yan was in a bad mood and didn't want to go, but he still involuntarily soured when he spoke: "Some people want to go out with the emperor, so the emperor doesn't have to force me." ”

It's a weird tone.

He Ying finally found the clue: "You...... Do you care that I have other women? ”

Pei Duyang couldn't help it, and reminded with a smile: "It's not." Your Majesty, Master Sang is jealous. ”

It should be the emperor who praised Concubine Sang.

He looked at the expression of this mulberry master, and it was wrong.

He said, the sincerity of the emperor of a country, no woman will not care.

Sang Yan saw that his mind was being provoked, and he became angry: "What nonsense are you talking about? Am I jealous? What vinegar do I eat? ”

She sat on the bed and snorted coldly: "Don't be fooling around here, hurry up and ask your master to leave." ”

Pei Duyang was stunned, and he couldn't say anything, so he smiled and shut up.

It depends on the owner to beat the dog.

This mulberry smoke was pampered and arrogant and didn't run away.

I don't know how far I can go.

He watched.

He Ying didn't think about it so much, and smiled dotingly: "Don't worry about a minion, if you are angry, you will be angry at me." ”

He waved his hand to let Pei Duyang go down.

Sang Yan glared at him coldly, feeling that his tone was too bad.

Sure enough, men are obnoxious creatures!

Give some color, and open a dyeing workshop.

Actually, what if she just likes him?

Who doesn't love powerful dudes?

She was only tempted by his skin, power, and vanity.

Oh, and the possessiveness of women.

After all, he has been chasing himself for so long, and turning his head to look at other women is naturally unpleasant.

That's right, that's it.

Sang Yan worked hard to analyze his psychology.

He Ying spoke up at this time: "I swear, whether it was before or in the future, I only care about you. ”

He raised his hand in assurance, and his eyes were sincere.

Sang Yan was afraid that he would be bewitched, so he hurriedly turned his eyes away, and said in a nonchalant tone: "Whoever the emperor wants to care about, he cares about." ”

Some of the words are meant to be covered.

He Ying smiled: "You are really jealous." ”

His determined tone stabbed Sang Yan's heart.

Is that what it means to like someone?

Joyful and sad because of his words?

"Actually, it's good that you're jealous, which gives me more confidence. I have never been an unconfident person, and I have never been so powerless to kill Pei Zhen at the age of sixteen. But in the face of you, you are like a stubborn stone, so that I have nothing to do for a while. ”

His tone was full of sadness and bitterness.

Sang Yan listened heartwarmly, wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

She is not a stubborn stone, nor a plant or tree, how can she be heartless?

It's just been suppressed.

The tragedy of her best friend's life started with a man, which made her avoid men like a snake and scorpion for a while.

What's more, he is a high-powered emperor?

"The emperor doesn't need to be like this."

After thinking about it, she still replied with such a sentence.

He Ying smiled and said, "I want to do so. It's also a fresh feeling. The heart is bound. It seems to have a place to be. ”

Everyone wants to have a place to be.

So where does she belong?

Sang Yan finally went out with him.

He Ying asked people to follow from afar, and walked in the imperial city.

The two walked side by side without speaking.

The moon hangs high overhead.

Surrounded by your sweetheart.

Before I knew it, I walked to the Qin Heavenly Prison.

In order to reach the Star Court, Qin Tianjian was built on the highest place, which is a good place to overlook the scenery of the imperial palace.

However, this good place has people.

"Happy and sorrowful, Liao Liang destroys his liver and heart."

The man, dressed in a black robe and with his hair scattered, sat on his back, drank wine, shook his head and recited poetry.

Sang Yan looked curious and asked, "Who is that?" ”

He Ying didn't look at it, and replied: "Drunkard." Leave it alone. ”

As he spoke, he went down.

Sang Yan felt that the truth was not so simple, the man was drunk, his mouth was full of poetry, and he was obviously full of knowledge, so he went over to say hello: "Hey, sir, are you okay?" ”

"It's good, it's so good that it will leave a name in the annals of history, and a piece of Dan will repay the Son of Heaven. However, the Son of Heaven rode the wind, and the world ......"

The man took another sip of wine, then pulled away his messy hair, looked at the beautiful face in front of him, and laughed: "The world is not worth it." ”

Sang Yan also laughed - this person is so interesting.

Modern memes are all spoken.

"Sir, drink less, it will hurt you more."

She could see that this was a frustrated and sad person.

Sure enough, the depressed poets and writers in ancient times were so crazy and used alcohol to kill their sorrows.

Thinking about it, she looked at the emperor: "Hey, your subjects, you don't care?" Didn't you hear that? People want to repay the Son of Heaven with a piece of Dan's heart. ”

What loyal subjects!

The emperor also doesn't know how to cherish talents!

He Ying looked at Shang Sangyan accusatory, felt that he had been misunderstood, sighed, walked over, and kicked the other party's leg with his foot: "Wan Zhang, I'm not dead yet." ”

He's really wronged!

It was the first emperor who rode the wind, and this former minister of the first emperor borrowed wine here to go crazy, and he was misunderstood.

Damn it!

"Wan Zhang, if you really miss the first emperor, I will send you down to reunite with him."

He Ying wanted to cut him for more than a day or two.

If it weren't for the fact that he and the first emperor were brothers, the nine lives of this drunkard who didn't do business all day long would not be enough for him to cut.

When Sang Yan heard He Ying's words, he instantly understood that he had misunderstood-he dared to love this person who wanted to repay the Son of Heaven with a piece of Dan heart, and he was an old minister of the first emperor.

Brave!

Dare to remember the emperor in front of the emperor!

So what kind of person was the first emperor?

Sang Yan was curious, and his face was suddenly held-

"Ahh

She was startled and immediately pushed the other party away, mistakenly thinking that the other party was drunk and lustful.

He Ying also misunderstood, grabbed Sang Yan's sleeve, dragged her behind him, and kicked Wan Zhang.

Wan Zhang was kicked down, rolled down the steps, and didn't exhale pain, just stared at her, and muttered: "This face...... Weird, weird—"

Sang Yan immediately reacted, he was just looking at himself.

They've all been wronged just now.

Self-blame then came to my heart.

"You're really—"

Sang Yan didn't say much, hurried down to see the situation of the people: "I'm sorry." I misunderstood. You okay? ”

Wan Chang is very bad.

He fell and his nose was blue and his face was swollen, his forehead was bleeding, and he was dizzy, but he couldn't care about it, and when he saw her in front of him, he held her face again, and looked closer, and looked—

He Ying saw that he was so close to Sang Yan, and wanted to kick him again.

But he held back and warned in a low voice: "Wan Zhang, let go, don't be presumptuous!" ”

Wan Chang was very obedient this time, and quickly let go, muttering as usual: "Strange, weird—"

As for how weird, I just don't say it.

Sang Yan was anxious and panicked: "Sir, what's wrong?" You say! ”

She thought of the original owner's Kefu life, and she wouldn't be seen by this chattering person, right?

He Ying wanted to go with her, and he also wanted to know the inside story, so that he could make plans early, so he stepped forward and kicked his leg, and asked, "What's going on?" Wan Zhang, what do you see? Make it clear! ”