Male God, a Little Su

She stared at Su Yan in a trance, looking at her beautiful face, and she understood why Emperor Jing had been obsessed with it.

Can--

The master's external identity is a man!

What is more disgusting for Emperor Jing to do this?

In particular, Su Yan's parents died to save Emperor Jing. On the surface, he doted on Su Yan, but in fact, the filthy thoughts in his heart have flooded into a disaster.

"That's it for now, you can do it first."

Su Rou picked up the ledger again, frowning slightly.

"Then Emperor Jing—" Ling Xue worried, "My subordinates think that Emperor Jing may not be able to bear it for long."

"Ah……"

Hearing this, Su Yan didn't lift her head, her smile became more and more brisk.

"This king is afraid, he will be killed by this king before he can wait for that day!"

She smiled lazily, and said what she said in a casual manner, with endless coldness in her tone.

It made Ling Xue shudder firmly.

"It seems that the master has made a plan, it is Ling Xue who has thought more."

She clasped her fists, did not go to the main door, but pushed open the window and slipped out silently.

He was dressed in black, almost blending in with the night.

No one found out.

Lingxue Pavilion is a large intelligence organization.

The best place to collect information is naturally the place where fireworks gather from the lower nine to the powerful.

However, Lingxue Pavilion is a real "Qing" building, and it has always been a showman and not a selfish person. There are many Ling Xues, and when the previous oiran turns 25, the next Ling Xue will be born.

Moreover, Lingxue Pavilion never accepts redemption.

Those who retreated, no one knew where they went.

Some people said that they took the money they had saved and went back to the countryside to retire, while others said that they were secretly disposed of by Lingxuege.

But in any case, it's just some folklore.

...

"Seventh Highness? Are you okay?"

Shen Li's mouth was dry and his body was on fire.

His black eyelashes trembled slightly, and his face was already thin and out of shape. The scars that were caught by the eunuchs a dozen days ago had scabbed over, making him look really bad.

"water……"

His lips were chapped and his fingers moved slightly.

"Oh, Seventh Highness, wait a minute!"

The same skinny little eunuch got up and ran towards the table. The tea on the table was cold, and he couldn't help but wipe away tears.

In such a cold day, other palaces have been allocated charcoal fires and stoves, but in their secluded palace, not only did the air leak from all sides. I haven't even seen a piece of the lowest charcoal!

He wiped away his tears, held the water and carefully helped Shen Li up.

"Seventh Highness, the water is cold, you will..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Li had already drank a glass of ice water.

The cold water made him shiver.

Exhale.

The little eunuch burst into tears, "Seventh Highness, wait for the servant, and the servant will boil some hot water for you later!"

As he said that, he turned his head and was about to run, but was stopped weakly by the other party.

"No need."

Shen Li has rarely been awake these days. According to the imperial doctor, he almost died.

Shen Li believed this sentence, "If you go, you may not be able to come back, and they won't want to see me well."

Hearing this, the little eunuch wiped away tears and shook his head again and again, "No! No! At least temporarily..." He explained incoherently: "At least temporarily, His Royal Highness does not dare to bully you any more! By the way, Seventh Highness, Do you know? Those little eunuchs who bullied us were all killed!"

Shen Li was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned his head, "What did you say?"

His dark pupils flashed in the night, and soon returned to calm.