Chu Yuan didn't seem to hear it at all, he hugged her tightly, and whispered like a nightmare: "Lady, don't go......"

He closed his eyes as if he had fallen asleep, but his long arms strangled her by the waist, as if he wanted to pull her into his body before he would stop.

Sang Yu couldn't bear it, and moved a little, which made him strangle tighter.

She had no choice but to lie in his arms like an appointment.

She looked at the luxurious and extravagant decorations in the Changqiu Palace, and every place revealed her intentions.

Finally, she looked at him.

The blood on his face had dried up, his eyelashes were thick and long under the sharp eyebrow bones, and his eye sockets were blue and black, which should be caused by not sleeping for a long time.

Sang Yu reached out and stroked the bridge of his tall nose, and finally landed on the stubble that had not been shaved on his lips for several days......

"Xiao Ningzi ......"

You're really embarrassing me.

Sang Yu didn't know how Chu Yuan had been doing in the past two years in order to find himself.

But she could tell from his exhaustion that he was not doing well.

Even now that he found her, he was still very uneasy.

He would sleep with her in his arms every night.

He would always wake up at night and make sure she was by his side before he could sleep peacefully.

He didn't allow her to leave him half a step, and he had to take her with him every time he went to court.

He always held her hand tightly, as if he would lose her as soon as he let go.

The ministers were dissatisfied, but if anyone objected, he would punish him severely.

Over time, the ministers did not dare to speak out anymore.

Later, the ministers even expected to see Sangyu at the court meeting.

Because as long as Sang Yu is there, Chu Yuan's mood will be very stable, and sometimes he will be very happy and open-minded.

And Sang Yu is very well-behaved, she never expresses any opinions, every time she is either drowsy at the court meeting, or she entertains herself alone.

The ministers gradually accepted the fact that Sang Yu was observing.

But until one day, they didn't see Sang Yu at the court meeting, nor did they see Chu Yuan.

In the past two years, because Sang Yu was very well-behaved and did not run away again, Chu Yuan gradually let down his guard.

He didn't chain her anymore, she could move freely in the harem, but she still had a group of people by her side.

Sang Yu couldn't help laughing, this little Ningzi was still very insecure.

In the past two years, she has actually wanted to confess to him that she has never loved him, and her past love words are all fake.

But seeing that he was not normal, she was afraid of stimulating him, so she simply stopped talking.

"Mother, drink tea."

Sang Yu was eating pastries and fishing for fish when he heard this sentence suddenly come from his ear.

She looked back and looked at the little palace maid beside her who was adding tea to herself, with a slender figure and a smile in her eyebrows.

Sang Yu took the tea, took a sip, and realized that something was wrong: "Miss Li, the tea is good." ”

Li Yue didn't expect her to change her appearance, but she still recognized her.

But soon, she sneered: "I poisoned the tea." ”

Sang Yu was not as panicked as she expected, she smiled lightly: "I tasted it." ”

In the past two years, staying by Chu Yuan's side has been protected so well that she has lost her vigilance.

But that's fine.

She was worried about how to end this plane, but Li Yue did her a favor.

Li Yue was surprised by her calmness.

"Miss Li must be curious why Chu Yuan suddenly doesn't love you!"

Sang Yu's words made Li Yue's expression pause slightly, and she knew that all this must be Sang Yu's trick.

"Chu Yuan must have been killed by you, as long as you die, he will become the same as before."

"Maybe." Sang Yu yawned lazily, and she squinted at Li Yue for a long time.

A face similar to her six or seven points.

Pretty good.

After her death, Chu Yuan was accompanied by Li Yue, so maybe it wouldn't be so painful......

This plane will end tomorrow, and the next plane will be sweet.

(End of chapter)