Sang Yu opened his eyes suddenly, and the people who came and went looked at it.

I saw the man in front of him, his face was as beautiful as snow, and his dark ink-colored eyes were as cold as the cold moonlight, not touching the world or staining dust.

Regent - Sang Yu.

No one in this world has ever seen him smile sincerely.

Everyone who has seen it is dead.

In fact, Sang Yu is not a royal bloodline, but a righteous son adopted by the Emperor Taishang, who was ordered by the former emperor to assist the original owner in governing the Sang Yun Kingdom.

But the original owner coveted him everywhere, suppressed him in many ways, and tried every means to take the power in his hands.

is such a little villain who has no plot in the early stage, and in the later stage, he competed with Cangheng for the world, successfully snatched Sang Yunguo from Cangheng, and became the emperor himself.

Tsk, they're all ruthless.

"You said he's also the villain I'm going to raid?"

[Yes, Xiaoyu, I also detected the breath of the big guy on him......]

38 scratched his head and was at a loss, it once suspected that the system was wrong, but after repeated tests, Sang Yu did have the breath of a big man.

Getting an accurate answer, Sang Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Sang Yu again.

Sang Yu looked beautiful, and was lined with white clothes like a god on top, cold and alienated.

Want to sleep, ahem......

Sang Yu sat up from the queen's arms with a serious face: "The queen will go out first, I and the regent still have important things to talk about." ”

The queen walked out step by step.

Sang Yu looked at Sang Yu with a look of amazement: "How old is Uncle Huang?" ”

She looked at him, her watery peach blossom eyes bent down like a crescent moon, and her eyes were black and white, giving people a hazy feeling of being drunk but not drunk.

Sang Yu's eyelashes drooped, and he didn't look respectful, some were just cold.

"Twenty and five."

Twenty-five years old, the right age of youth.

"Is there a wife and concubine in the imperial uncle's palace?"

Sang Yu raised his eyelashes.

Looking at each other, those eyes seemed to be able to see everything about her.

Sang Yu held his face with his little hands and looked at him with a smile: "I just feel that I have neglected the imperial uncle for a long time, and I want to care about the imperial uncle." ”

Sang Yu retracted his gaze, his expression did not change in the slightest because of her words, and his voice was still shallow: "No." ”

"Too ...... It's a pity. Sang Yu stood up and walked briskly in front of him, "Uncle Huang is so good-looking, why doesn't he have a wife and concubine?" ”

In Sang Yu's dark inky eyes, the person opposite was smiling and groaning.

Obviously said regret, but the expression on his face looked very happy.

Sang Yu's expression was flat, his knuckled fingers lightly picked up the snow-white long sleeves, leaned over slightly, his eyelashes drooped, and said lightly: "If there is nothing to do, the minister will retire." ”

With that, he turned away.

The attitude is indifferent to the extreme.

Why did you just leave?

Sang Yu hurriedly chased after him and grabbed the sleeve of the flowing cloud, "Uncle Huang, don't go." ”

Sang Yu tilted his eyes slightly, staring at the hand on his sleeve, his eyes were cold, and he was obviously displeased.

Xu was hindered by her identity and did not do it.

Sang Yu also grasped this point, and rubbed the oil unscrupulously, "Uncle Huang, I haven't been to the court for a few days, and the folds are piled up, so Uncle Huang will help me approve the folds." ”

"Me"?

She had never called herself that before.

Sang Yu swept her sparkling eyes, and her gaze fell on the almost piled up on the bookcase.

In the past, although Sang Yu often did not go to court, she would never allow Sang Yu to criticize and fold, she was suspicious, for fear that Sang Yu would do things that were unfavorable to her behind her back.

So I let the folds pile up more and more.

Right now, looking at Sang Yu with an eager face, did he think of any way to weaken his power......

Sang Yu's tone was light: "The minister doesn't dare." ”

The next moment, Sang Yu directly dragged his arm......

(End of chapter)