"She's tired, don't disturb her, let her sleep a little longer."

Wei Fangxu only felt frightened.

He couldn't figure out where Sang Yu's charm came from, so he provoked Cangheng, Mu Huai, and Xie Qian, and became obsessed with her.

He couldn't figure out how the regent who was originally breezy and moonless could become like this because of Sang Yu.

Although he is not of royal blood, he has a royal surname.

Isn't he afraid of being talked about by the world?

Wei Fangxu couldn't figure it out when he stood outside the hall, and it wasn't until Sang Yu's voice came from the hall that he suddenly came back to his senses.

As soon as Wei Fangxu stepped into the dormitory, he saw a touch of plum red on Sang Yu's neck, and he was so shocked that he hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look directly.

Sang Yu didn't seem to notice it, and asked lazily: "Little Weizi, what time is it?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, it's three quarters now."

Sang Yu stretched, "I didn't go to the court today, do the ministers of the court have any complaints?" ”

"Your Majesty, rest assured, with the regent here, no one dares to complain."

Sang Yu was very comfortable to listen to.

"What about Mu Huai?"

Last night was too tired, and Sang Yu forgot about Mu Huai.

Wei Fangxu hesitated: "Back to Your Majesty, Mu Huai...... He's gone. ”

"What, gone?" Sang Yu was so shocked that she almost fell off the dragon couch.

"Your Majesty, be careful......"

As soon as Wei Fangxu wanted to help, Sang Yu waved him away and ran outside.

"Your Majesty, clothes!"

Sang Yu realized that he hadn't put on his coat yet, so he was too busy to go back, so he casually put on one and ran to the side hall.

When they waited for the side hall, there was no one in the vacuum.

Sang Yu scratched his head and was extremely angry: "38, why didn't you wake me up?" ”

38 grievances: "Xiaoyu, you sleep so soundly, I don't dare." ”

"Coward." Sang Yu reprimanded, and sat on the couch in annoyance, his face full of unhappiness.

Cangheng is gone.

Xie Qian went to disaster relief.

Now Mu Huai has also left.

Although Sang Yu is also very good, she is not the only one who has a task.

Thinking that Sang Yu's favorability value was already a hundred, thinking of something, Sang Yu blinked his eyes.

Star-Moon Pavilion.

Sang Yu was helping Sang Yu to approve the folding, and he saw Sang Yu probing his brain outside the door.

He smiled, "What are you doing standing there, come in." ”

"I'm not afraid of disturbing Uncle Huang." Sang Yu lifted the hem of his clothes and stepped over the threshold and walked in.

She came to Sang Yu's side, glanced at the fold that was almost finished, and smiled happily: "Uncle Huang is too powerful, Uncle Huang is not tired, I will give you a massage." ”

She walked around his back and gently pressed him down.

The girl's small hands are delicate, soft and soft on her body, there is no strength, but it is beautiful enough.

Sang Yu's eyes were slightly deep, he stopped his pen and lightly covered her hand: "Don't call me Uncle Huang anymore in the future." ”

They are not related by blood.

"Okay." The girl's voice was crisp in his ear, "Then I'll call you later...... Ah Yu? ”

"Okay?"

She pressed against the side of his face, and Sang Yu could feel her sweet breath coming to his face.

A Royal ......

No one had ever called him that.

He was not happy for most of his life.

The first ten years were spent in pain, and the last ten years were numb.

There has never been a time when emotions have been so turbulent and obscure.

He took her around the waist and took her in his arms.

Sang Yu sat on his lap, face to face with Sang Yu, the tips of his nose almost together.

The breath was light and heavy, tangled like thin threads, and it was a little itchy.

The lip was bitten, the man's forehead was against hers, his breath was slightly hot, and his voice was low and numb: "Okay, madam." ”

(End of chapter)