"I listen to Uncle Huang."

The girl bent her eyes, and her face was innocent.

Sang Yu narrowed his eyes, his eyes darkened: "Listen to me for everything, you are not afraid, I stole your country?" ”

"I don't want to be the emperor at all, if the imperial uncle wants it, just take it."

Sang Yu knew that in this Sang Yun Country, there was no one more suitable to be the emperor than Sang Yu.

The girl's expression did not seem to be deceiving.

In the past, she cared most about the throne, but now she doesn't care at all?

As if knowing what he was thinking, the girl suddenly stretched out her hand and held his face, her eyes clear and serious: "Uncle Huang, right now, I only care about you." ”

The words fell, and a soft kiss fell on his lips.

Like a dragonfly, a light kiss is about to leave.

Sang Yu's slender fingers clasped the girl's slender and soft waist, brought her back into his arms, pressed her on the couch, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Say it again." ”

The girl raised her hand and carefully traced the arc of his cheeks, with a warm look in her eyes: "I said, Uncle Huang, Xiaoyu will only care about you in the future." ”

"Don't lie." Even though she had repeated, Sang Yu was still like an insecure child, desperate to get her assurance.

"Not lying." Sang Yu said word by word, "If I lie, I will give this country to Uncle Huang." ”

Outside the hall, the moonlight was gentle, the leaves danced in the wind, and the two figures lingered in the halo, and the shadows fell on the window.

It was another unforgettable night, Sang Yu got up with a sour body, and heard 38 say: "Xiaoyu, the Shangguan family is full of beheadings at noon today, and Sang Yu personally supervises the punishment." ”

Sang Yu yawned unexpectedly.

Sang Yu completely has the ruthlessness of the emperor, otherwise how could it be possible to recapture the Sang Yun Kingdom from Cangheng in the original plot.

It's just a pity that her queen, what a beautiful little beauty, why can't she think about it so much?

Although Sang Yu is reluctant, he will not be merciful.

After all, Shangguan Jing's move is undoubtedly an assassination.

If Sang Yu didn't save her, she wouldn't be dead.

Sang Yu regretted it a little, because she hadn't slept a whole night since Sang Yu opened the meat.

After staying up for more than half a month, on this day, Sang Yu slept groggily and was woken up by the sound of 38 fire.

"Oh no, Xiaoyu, Sang Yu and Mu Huai are fighting."

Sang Yu sat up from the dragon couch with a slump of time, and the fatigue of last night made her cry out in pain.

"What's going on?"

"Mu Huai is awake, he already knows about you and Sang Yu."

Sang Yu was taken aback: "Who told him?" ”

“…… Sang Yu. ”

Sang Yu didn't expect Sang Yu to tell Mu Huai about the matter between them, and he suddenly had a headache.

Sang Yu was afraid that they would kill each other, so he still dragged the "sick body" and staggered to the side hall.

At that time, the side hall had been ravaged by them to the point that the pillars had collapsed and the flower pots had broken to the ground.

And Sang Yu and Mu Huai are not very good-looking.

Sang Yu's hair crown was knocked off, his long black hair was spread out, he held a sword in his hand, and his eyes were indescribably cold.

And Mu Huai's obedient face was opened, blood flowed down his beautiful cheeks, the tails of his eyes were red, and the feeling of both good and evil was quite crazy.

At the moment he saw her, Mu Huai pursed his lips and asked her: "Yuyu, you didn't do it voluntarily, he forced you, right?" ”

Sang Yu's red lips opened, looking at Mu Huai and not daring to speak.

Sang Yu saw her hesitation, his eyes were gloomy, and his thin lips spit out two words: "Come here." ”

(End of chapter)