Male God, a Little Su

He seemed to be stuck in a dead end and wanted to break through, but he didn't know where to start.

But in the palace, he can forget everything, even his identity as a prince.

When he woke up, he heard that the palace was very lively.

Youwei's audio and video came from the distant night sky, and he knew that this was the emperor's uncle hosting a banquet for his friends again.

"His Royal Highness, you are awake, can you eat?"

"Uncle Huang is in the Bliss Hall?"

The Bliss Hall was where Su Yan used to hold banquets.

"Exactly," the little eunuch smiled, "The lord left a message that if His Royal Highness wakes up and wants to find him, just go."

Shen Zuo let out a sigh of relief and laughed, "Then I'll find Uncle Huang!"

After a good night's sleep, he was full of energy and relaxed a lot, but he showed a bit of the liveliness of a young man.

He raised his foot and left, and the little eunuch hurriedly followed behind respectfully.

"Huh? Is it snowing?"

After walking for a while, the music got closer and closer.

The little eunuch raised his head, and the snowflakes were swarming and menacing.

"His Royal Highness, if you hide first, the servant will go and get an umbrella for you."

Shen Zuo smiled gently, "No, it's not raining, let's go faster!"

After all, he walked like a fly, and the little eunuch hurried to catch up.

I walked around the path, walked up the corridor, and went all the way to the end, the music was close to my ears.

The dancing girls seemed to have changed a bit, and the delicate-looking girl was leaning in the arms of the 'man' and acting like a spoiled child.

She was wearing a white gown today, her wide sleeves were hanging down on the ground, and the water pattern on her head moved slightly under the light, as if she had life.

Shen Zuo only knew that Uncle Huang looked good in red, but he didn't think that she was better in white.

Merry is beautiful, like a fairy in a painting.

He was almost stunned—

Shen Li was sitting with the people on the rivers and lakes, he didn't hear what the people in his ears said, and squinted at Shen Zuo's dazed appearance. After a long time, he sneered, turned his head and said in a low voice: "Sorry, I just lost my mind, please forgive me."

Su Yan also noticed Shen Zuo, and she waved to him dotingly, "Prince, come to this king."

Shen Zuo walked through the dancers, walked over quickly, and said in a light voice, "Uncle Huang."

I noticed that he was in good shape, and it was almost a world away from when he came this morning.

Su Yan curled her lips, "It looks like you're resting well, come here and pour a drink for the prince."

"Hey...Uncle, what if my nephew gets drunk again..." Shen Zuo blushed and scratched his head embarrassedly. He remembered the last time, I heard that Uncle Huang personally took him to the wing.

Just thinking about it like this made his heart beat fast, like it wasn't his own.

Eyelid drooping down, his eyes inadvertently fell on the other's pair of palms, which were languidly hanging on his legs, and his fingers were as long as jade. The wide and gorgeous sleeves fell on the back of her white hand.

"It's okay, I will rest at the palace tonight, and the prince will send someone to the palace to let me know."

Su Yan nodded and waved his hands generously, indicating that there was no problem.

Shen Zuo actually wanted to drink too. He was so depressed during this time, and as soon as he relaxed here at Su Yan, he wanted to relax completely.

He was pleasantly surprised: "Then nephew, thank the uncle!"

Su Yan shook her head, she supported her cheeks lazily, half leaning on the soft collapse. Feitao waited by the side, bringing her a glass of wine from time to time.

She squinted and watched Shen Zuo sit down and enjoy the dance while drinking.

I really consider myself an idler.