Blood flowed down her palms, and she dripped the spilled blood into each dish before re-wrapping the bandage around the wound.

"Send it to Uncle Huang." She looked at him, "You must watch him eat, or else, I am the only one who asks." ”

Is this to poison the regent?

But why her blood?

Wei Fangxu didn't understand, so he could only do it.

When he was about to leave with the packed food box, Sang Yu stopped him again: "Don't tell Uncle Huang that there is my blood in the dish, otherwise, I will punish your nine clans, do you hear?" ”

Is it so serious?

That must have been poisoned inside.

Wei Fangxu thought so.

But let him hide it from Sang Yu, he really can't do it.

He came to the Regent's Mansion with a food box, and told Sang Yu everything 1510.

Sang Yu looked at the dishes in the food box and fell silent.

No poison.

Not only is it not poisonous, but the blood in it can also alleviate the poison in his body.

But why did she do it?

Didn't she always want him dead?

Sang Yu didn't understand, just looked at the few dishes in front of him that didn't look very good, and thought that when Wei Fangxu said that she had made herself bruised all over her body in order to cook, her heart still softened uncontrollably.

Sangyu, what exactly do you want to do?

Sang Yu deliberately did it for Wei Fangxu to see.

Sang Yu was kind to Wei Fangxu, and Wei Fangxu was loyal to him, how could he hide it from Sang Yu.

And if she wants to be good to a person, how can she pay silently behind her back.

If she performs it herself, it is better to say it through Wei Fangxu.

Sang Yu must be moved to cry now.

"38, how much is Uncle Huang's favor worth?"

"Xiaoyu, Sang Yu's favorability value is already forty."

"What about the other three?"

"Cangheng is thirty, Mu Huai is sixty, Xie Qianling is zero."

Mulberry: ......

Well, she admits to ignoring Xie Qian a bit.

But there's no favorability at all, and it's too difficult to attack.

Also, she is so good to Sang Yu, he only has a favorability value of forty, and he has a headache when he thinks about it.

It would be nice if everyone was as good as her little Muhuai.

Sang Yu returned to Shangyang Palace, and Mu Huai didn't know where he came from.

"Yuyu, where have you been?"

Mu Huai's injuries were obviously much better, and his face was a lot more rosy.

Looking at her at this moment, it was like waiting for a long time to finally see the owner's puppy.

"I've gone to the Imperial Dining Room for some business." Sang Yu was so satisfied, she looked at Mu Huai with a smile, her voice was gentle, "What about you, have you taken good care of your injuries?" ”

"Of course, the imperial doctor said that my wound is healing, do you want to take a look?"

And this benefit?

Sang Yu glanced at the young man's broad-shouldered and narrow waist, and just wanted to agree, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of purple.

"Fish fish, cough cough ......"

I saw that Cangheng woke up at some point, and was half-leaning against the door at the moment, his clothes were loose, revealing a white and slender neck, and a collarbone with smooth and beautiful lines.

He was holding a handkerchief, covering his lips and coughing, his face was pale, his eyes were slightly red, and he looked weak and bullied.

Sang Yu was immediately stupid.

She put aside Mu Huai and strode towards Cangheng, "Why are you coughing, is the injury worsening, Wei Fangxu, go and call ......"

"Ahem." Cangheng covered his lips and coughed a few times, interrupting her, "No, Your Majesty, you should go and accompany Mu Gongzi." ”

I called her Yuyu just now, but now I call her Your Majesty.

Sang Yu heard countless resentments from this simple title.

She looked at the loss and injury in Cangheng's eyes, where could she still take care of Mu Huai, and immediately took off her coat and wrapped his body that was slightly trembling by the wind.

"Let's talk about it when we come inside."

She walked in with him in her arms, completely ignoring Mu Huai.

(End of chapter)