Sang Yu, who only ripped off the clothes on her shoulders: ......

He didn't see her refusal, but heard a little anticipation.

Even though the girl had quickly dressed, Sang Yu still saw the red mole on her shoulder.

It's her, the exact same red mole.

People haven't changed, why has the character become more shameless?

Perhaps, she was so shameless in the first place, but she had been hiding herself before.

But as a girl, it's really rare to be so shameless.

Sang Yu stiffly withdrew his hand, "Your Majesty is resting, and the minister will retire first." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Sang Yu's permission, he turned his head and left.

"Uncle Huang, don't go, don't you want to accompany me." She had a rough voice and a manly demeanor.

Sang Yu didn't stop for a moment.

Sang Yu sat up dissatisfied.

Failed again.

I'm tired and want to mess up.

Sang Yu had just eaten a meal, and the Xingyue Pavilion was full of twists and turns, and she had a headache when she saw it, so she hurriedly called Wei Fangxu.

"Send all these twists and turns to the imperial uncle's palace, and let the imperial uncle help me share it."

After speaking, he walked away with his hands behind his back.

Wei Fangxu looked at the folds on a table, and then looked at Sang Yu's back.

As the person who knows Sang Yu the most in the entire Sang Yun Country, now Wei Fangxu finds that he can't see through her more and more.

As soon as Sang Yu's front foot entered the palace, the back foot was sent to the palace.

Wei Fangxu explained what Sang Yu said word for word, and even quietly said the question that Sang Yu asked him before who was more suitable to be the emperor.

Sang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze fell on the fold, and the corners of his lips hooked a trace of indifference.

So, she did all this just to test him......

"Xiaoyu, are you so sure you can attack Sang Yu?" In my mind, 38 is really a little unbearable.

She enslaved Sang Yu like this, and it was strange that people didn't hate her.

But Sang Yu looked confident: "Take him, no problem." ”

In the regent palace, Sang Yu had just opened a notebook, and a note fell out of it.

[Come on, Uncle Huang, you are the best (* ̄3 ̄)]

Looking at the words and expressions she wrote, Sang Yu already thought of her shameless and irritable appearance, he snapped the note shut, and a trace of annoyance rose in his heart.

Hasn't she already left Cangheng, how dare she......

Xie Qian found that Sang Yu had not been late for the past few times, and he no longer targeted him as before.

I don't know if it's an illusion, he always feels that she keeps staring at him.

"General Xie is right, the soldiers are indeed hard, I immediately asked people to take out 300,000 silver coins from the treasury to reward them."

Sang Yu had been targeting Xie Qian before, and even the 300,000 soldiers under his command were treated harshly everywhere, reducing their monthly silver again and again, and now, the soldiers have been reduced to the point where it is difficult to even eat.

Xie Qian just mentioned it as usual today, and he didn't hope that Sang Yu would agree.

Who would have thought, Sang Yu supported her little face and agreed with a smile.

Xie Qian prepared countless words to scare her, and they all choked back.

The court, which was bound to be noisy again in the past, became extraordinarily quiet.

The other courtiers also watched this scene in disbelief.

Even Sang Yu looked back at Sang Yu with scrutiny in his eyes.

Sang Yu realized something, his expression narrowed, and he said solemnly: "Look at what I do, I have something to say, and I have nothing to retreat." ”

"Do you think something is wrong with the emperor lately?"

After the court, the ministers walked out of the palace in a scattered manner.

"I also found out that the emperor's attitude towards General Xie has been too good recently."

"Tsk, won't the emperor take a fancy to General Xie again?" Someone gloated and said, "It seems that General Xie is going to be miserable now." ”

Behind him, Xie Qian, who heard everything word for word: "......"

(End of chapter)