Chapter 200: The Crematorium of the Four Villains 32

He glanced sideways at her, his eyes dark and unfathomable.

"Why did you save me?"

Sang Yu was stunned, she didn't expect Sang Yu to ask like this.

She thought he was going to ask her why she was kissing him!

"Because I don't want anything to happen to Uncle Huang."

Sang Yu's gaze met a pair of clear and simple eyes, and the girl faded away from the joke and looked at him seriously.

For a moment, Sang Yu had the illusion of seeing affection in her eyes.

The heart that had always been silent beat suddenly.

He looked away from her, his face was cold, and he couldn't see any emotion easily.

"Thank you."

He said two words lightly, and then said no more.

He didn't ask her why she saved him that way, as if he never cared.

Sang Yu suddenly became a little discouraged.

Uncle Huang is so cold, she will be sad.

Suddenly I missed her lovely little Muhuai.

"Then Uncle Huang, you have a good rest, I will come to see you tomorrow."

"Not necessarily." Cold refusal.

Looking at his cold and arrogant back, Sang Yu let out an "oh" and walked away with his head down.

The girl's voice was full of disappointment, and Sang Yu couldn't help but look at her.

She walked farther and farther, her back was stretched longer and longer by the light, Sang Yu unconsciously stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to keep something, but in the end she withdrew her hand, and her eyes dimmed.

That's it.

Why should a dying person hope for anything?

What's more, she and him don't necessarily have the same mind.

Sang Yu lowered his eyelashes slightly, and the corners of his lips overflowed with a hint of sneer, laughing at his delusional thoughts.

Although Sang Yu refused to say, Sang Yu faintly felt that Sang Yu's illness was very serious.

Since her blood could wake him up, it meant that he must have been poisoned by something.

Back at the palace, Sang Yu untied the bandages on his hands, and the bleeding had stopped.

She was silent for a while, and asked Wei Fangxu to bring water to clean the wound, and found a clean bandage to wrap around.

"Why is Your Majesty so seriously injured, the slave asked someone to call the imperial doctor."

As soon as Wei Fangxu wanted to leave, Sang Yu stopped him, "No, set up the imperial dining room." ”

Wei Fangxu didn't understand what she wanted to do, but she could only arrange it.

When Sang Yu came to the imperial dining room, the cooks thought she was looking for trouble, and they all knelt on the ground in fright, and they all trembled like a sieve.

"Chef, come to me." Sang Yu glanced at it.

The imperial chef, who shrunk into a turtle, trembled and got up, walked in front of Sang Yu, hung his head, and was so frightened that he almost couldn't stand on his feet.

"Am I so terrible?" Sang Yu stared at him in a cold sweat and asked.

"It's not scary." The imperial doctor is duplicitous.

Isn't it scary?

He was cooking once, and he happened to meet Sang Yu to inspect the imperial dining room, he was a little nervous, and when he shook the spoon, he was punished by her for a thousand times.

That time his hand barely snapped.

If it weren't for the dishes he cooked, she would have kicked his head as a ball.

Now, is she going to punish him again?

"I want to learn how to cook, you come and teach me."

Sang Yu walked to the stove and neatly rolled up his sleeves.

The imperial chef was stunned.

What happened to the emperor?

How did it come to this?

"Hurry up, if you grind again, I'll cut off your head and use it as a bench."

Well, it's still that emperor.

Wei Fangxu has been watching from the side, looking at Sang Yu, who has never touched the spring water with his fingers, and made a full five dishes under the guidance of the imperial chef.

She does every dish herself and doesn't let anyone interfere.

Even if she made herself disgraced, her hands were blistered by hot oil, and she didn't give up.

Wei Fangxu didn't understand what she was going to do.

It wasn't until the last dish was cooked that he saw Sang Yu untie the bandage on his hand, pick up the fruit knife on the side, and cut the wound that had stopped bleeding......

(End of chapter)