The Imperial Physician soon arrived.

But after the diagnosis, the imperial doctor shook his head helplessly.

"The emperor has been poisoned by an extremely strong flattery, there is no antidote, only ......"

Sang Yu understood what he meant, he asked him to step back, stood alone in front of the couch, looked at Sang Yu, who was breathing messily, was silent for a long time, and said, "Your Majesty, do you need the minister to call Mu Huai over?" ”

His voice was very light, as if he didn't care who she was with.

Sang Yu said "ah", was stunned, and then reacted in hindsight.

"No, I can bear it." She shook her head, "Uncle Huang, it's good for you to accompany me." ”

"Okay." Sang Yu's eyebrows finally stretched, and his thin lips opened a seemingly absent arc.

"Uncle Huang, are you smiling?" Sang Yu tried to keep his eyes open and looked at him with a look of surprise, "You look so good when you smile." ”

She subconsciously raised her hand and poked him in the face.

looked at him stupidly: "Can you laugh again?" ”

The distance between the two was too close, and the place where she poked was faintly hot, Sang Yu stepped back uncomfortably, the curvature of his lips straightened, he had no expression, and he didn't look at Sang Yu.

"The ice is gone, I'll go get it for you."

"Uncle Huang, don't go." The girl suddenly grabbed his hand and caught him under him unexpectedly.

"Uncle Huang, your lips are so soft......"

The lips were soft and soft, and the girl's fair and slender fingers were grinding against him.

"Your Majesty......"

Sang Yu's heart trembled, and the usual gloom and coldness in his eyes dissipated, and his emotions were surging at this moment, complicated and difficult to distinguish.

"Uncle Huang." The girl's peach blossom eyes stared straight at him, and it was full of his reflections, "Can I kiss you, just a kiss?" ”

Her hand rested on his chest.

The two were close at hand.

Sang Yu could even feel the hot body temperature on her body, and could see her looming collarbones, delicate neck, rounded jaw, and red lips, thin and bewitching, with a kind of fatal danger.

Sang Yu's eyes were dark and deep, and he took the lead in looking away from each other, and whispered urgently.

"You get up."

The light and shadow were dim, covering his crimson earlobes.

Sang Yu blinked and looked at him for a while, as if he had finally reacted and hurriedly let go of him.

She got up and walked around the dormitory a few times, as if looking for something, and finally, she untied her waist seal and handed it to him: "Uncle Huang, you quickly tie me up, I can't stand it anymore, I'm afraid...... I'm afraid I won't be able to control and hurt you......"

Sang Yu looked at the waist seal she handed over, and his expression fell silent.

Seeing that he hadn't taken it for a long time, Sang Yu suddenly pulled out the hairpin that bound his hair and stabbed it fiercely on his arm.

"Hmm~"

Bright red blood stained the clothes.

The girl's body slid down.

Sang Yu stepped forward and grabbed the girl's waist.

Sang Yu gasped lightly, his weak hand pushed towards him, and his voice was hoarse and weak: "Uncle Huang, you go quickly......"

Sang Yu looked at the girl who was obviously uncomfortable, but still wanted him to leave.

The robe on her body was already loose, her long hair hung down like a waterfall, her peach blossom eyes were covered with damp mist, and her cheeks were crimson, bright as the sun.

She didn't know how beautiful she was at the moment.

That shattered beauty is enough to make people's hearts messy.

He suddenly picked up the man and put him on the couch.

His hand was in the girl's hair, and he lowered his head, his thin lips covering the girl's.

The cold temperature made Sang Yu sigh comfortably.

(End of chapter)