Listening to Sang Yu's babbling words, Sang Yu's slender eyelashes raised slightly, revealing dark and cold eyes looking at her, expressionless.

Tsk, so fierce.

Sang Yu put the teacup back on the table.

Not daring to speak to him, I lifted the curtains, leaned my head out the window, and breathed in the fresh air.

She glanced at the street outside, thought of something, sat down seriously, and cleared her throat: "I came out today to pay a private visit, but I was in a hurry, I didn't change my clothes, I will go to the emperor's house to change it later, the emperor shouldn't mind, right?" ”

She looked at him, faded away from all playfulness and naughtiness, and really rose up like an emperor.

But what's behind her seriousness?

Go to his house and look for evidence of his disloyalty to her?

Sang Yu stared at her expressionlessly, she was really changing more and more, before, he could easily see flaws in her.

Now, not anymore.

He became more and more unable to see through her.

Since she wanted to kill him so much, then he gave her this chance.

When he came to the regent palace, Sang Yu was led to Sang Yu's bedroom.

"Your Majesty, do you need someone from the palace to change your clothes?"

"No, I'll just change it myself." Sang Yu waved his hand, "Uncle Huang, you should also go out first." ”

Sang Yu glanced at her, didn't say anything more, and turned to leave.

After Sang Yu left, Sang Yu looked at Sang Yu's dormitory.

His dormitory was just like him, cold and deserted, and very plain.

Near the window, there was even a bookcase, Sang Yu walked over and flipped through it at random, most of them were some unintelligible ancient books.

There was also a letter that seemed to be Sang Yu's correspondence with someone, she was too lazy to read it, thinking of something, she found a blank piece of paper, drew a few strokes, and laughed sheepishly.

"Uncle Huang is looking for clothes that seem to be bigger."

Sang Yu walked out of the dormitory and came to Sang Yu.

Sang Yu was sitting at the tea table making tea, and when he heard the voice, he raised his eyelashes and looked at her.

She wore his clothes, the regular clothes that fit him just right, and they were loose and baggy on her, as if they were about to fall off at any moment.

The silver belt embroidered with auspicious clouds bound her waist, and it was amazingly thin.

Further up, her long, jet-black hair spilled over her shoulders like seaweed, contrasting sharply with the white robe on her body.

Pale golden sunlight jumped in from the pane and fell on the tip of her brow, her long eyelashes casting a dreamlike silhouette.

Down, on the little face as white as jade, the red lips were slightly pursed.

She really gave birth to a wonderful lip, with looming lip beads, and the full lip flap was moist and translucent.

At this moment, she doesn't look like an emperor at all.

Sang Yu pursed his lips slightly, and his eyes were unconsciously dyed with a touch of depth that he had not even noticed.

Sang Yu retracted his gaze and said lightly: "The minister only has such big clothes." ”

"It's okay, it's fine." Sang Yu happily touched the clothes on his body, there seemed to be the smell of Sang Yu on the clothes, the cool pine fragrance, it smelled so good.

"Thank you, Uncle Huang, then I'll go to Weifu for a private visit first." Sang Yu squinted, smiled at Sang Yu, turned around and walked out.

Sang Yu looked at her petite back, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

A private interview with Weifu?

If she goes to Weifu for a private visit alone, isn't she afraid of being assassinated?

I don't know if it's because of the emperor's will, or for what reason, he rubbed the teacup in his hand and said lightly: "Go follow her." ”

A figure quietly disappeared in the dark.

Sang Yu sat at the tea table for a long time, and it was not until Sang Yu completely left the Regent's Mansion that he slowly got up and walked into the dormitory......

(End of chapter)