Sang Yu indifferently pushed her away, turned around and walked out.

Sang Yu hurriedly caught up.

"Uncle Huang, you go slowly, wait for me."

Sang Yu's footsteps don't stop.

"Uncle Huang, my wound hurts so much, you slow down."

Sang Yu's pace gradually slowed.

Sang Yu looked at his back, hooked his lips and smiled happily, and then followed.

"Uncle Huang, can you tell me why your body is so cold?"

Sang Yu didn't speak.

Sang Yu didn't give up and continued to babble in his ear.

"Uncle Huang, are you poisoned?"

A flash of emotion flashed in Sang Yude's eyes, so fast that people couldn't catch it.

"If you are poisoned, you tell me that my blood is poisonous, and I can help you."

Poison is not invasive......

No wonder he got better after drinking her blood.

But if she says it so openly, isn't she afraid that others will know and drink up her blood?

"Shut up!" He stared coldly at her.

He looked left and right, but fortunately there was no one else.

Fearing that she would say something even more horrible, he quickened his pace.

Sang Yu was stunned by his fierceness for a second, and followed again.

"Uncle Huang, Uncle Huang......"

The sun is rising, and that delicate shadow has been chasing another slender and upright figure, and it seems that it will never give up.

Sang Yu stopped at the door of the study.

For when the man inside had gone in, he had shut the door and shut her out.

Sang Yu almost hit his nose.

She touched the tip of her nose, but she didn't see the slightest anger.

"Uncle Huang, although you won't tell me what kind of illness you have, but it's okay, I will definitely cure you."

Inside the door, Sang Yu stood silently, hearing her voice, and suddenly remembered three years ago.

Three years earlier, the Emperor had summoned him.

"Sang Yu, you are not of royal blood, it was the emperor who picked you up on the street and saw that you were pitiful, so he accepted you as a righteous son."

"Since you became the prince, you have been diligent and studious, and you have helped me a lot over the years."

At that time, the emperor was running out of time, and it was impossible to summon him suddenly, so it was impossible to catch up with him.

Sang Yu listened quietly.

"Sang Yu, I don't have a prince now, after I die, who do you think this throne should be passed on?"

"He is a child of the Sang family with royal blood."

He knew that his talent had already aroused the jealousy of the emperor, and the emperor was afraid that after his death, he would seek power.

But after hearing his answer, the first emperor just smiled and asked the chamberlain to bring him a glass of wine: "Sang Yu, you drink this glass of wine, and I will believe what you say." ”

It was a cup of poisoned wine, a cup of poisoned wine that had no antidote and could only make him live to be thirty years old.

Sang Yu glanced at it silently, but still chose to drink it without hesitation.

After all, this is what he owes to the Sang family.

The Emperor finally smiled with satisfaction.

"After I die, pass on the throne to Sang Yu, you are the regent, you have to assist her well."

The first emperor relieved him to become the regent.

And from that day on, he had to suffer from the body's toxins every day.

Now, the poison in his body has slowly spread to the bone marrow, how can it be cured......

Even if her blood was not poisonous, he could only relieve it if he drank it.

To be completely cured, unless you drink her blood every day.

But how could her body withstand it.

Although she didn't know why she suddenly changed, if she knew that it would take a huge price to save him, she would have given up a long time ago.

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

It wasn't until he heard footsteps in the distance that Sang Yu slowly opened the door.

(End of chapter)